Sawyer's outfit:
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Scott's House / Hospital / Hale House -

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Lacrosse Uniform

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Chapter Two
🐺 Second Chance At First Line 🐺

Scott walked into the locker room and over to his locker before he started taking off his gear with a distant look on his face. Stiles, Sawyer and Anakin walked past the row of lockers before noticing him making them stop and look at him for a moment as he leaned his back against the lockers. 

"Did you apologize to Allison?" Sawyer asked and Scott nodded slightly, "Yeah." He said. "Is she giving you a second chance, or...?" Stiles trailed off slightly and Scott nodded again, "Yeah." He said, still with a distant look on his face while Sawyer smiled and raised her eyebrows. 

"Yeah? All right! So, everything's good!" She said before she and Stiles started to walk off , "No." Scott said, making them stop and look at him. "No...?" Stiles asked and Scott still doesn't look over at them, "Remember... the Hunters? Her dad is one of 'em." He said making the twins' eyes widen slightly. 

"Her dad-?" Sawyer asked, "Shot me-" Scott said as Stiles raised his eyebrows. "Allison's father-?" Stiles asked and Scott still didn't look over, "With a crossbow." He said and the twins were quiet for a moment before Sawyer pursed her lips slightly. "Allison's father-" She started to ask but Scott cut her off, "Yes! Her father!" He yelled before his eyes widened. 

"Oh, my God-" He said, started to breathe heavily and Anakin stood up, making Sawyer and Stiles quickly run over to Scott. "No, Scott. Snap back!" Sawyer said as she lightly patted his face making him look at her and Stiles. 

"Hey, all right? He didn't recognize you, right?" Stiles asked and Scott thought for a moment before shaking his head, "No... N-no, I don't think so..." He said. "Does she know about him?" Sawyer asked and Scott's eyes widened, "I don't know! What if she does? This is gonna kill me, man-" Scott said as Coach blew his whistle. 

"Okay, just focus on lacrosse. Okay?" Sawyer said as she and Stiles started grabbing Scott's stuff, "Here, Scott. Take this. Take this, and focus on lacrosse for now, okay? That's all you gotta do, yeah?" Stiles asked and Scott took a deep breath before nodding. 

"Lacrosse." Scott mumbled and Stiles nodded, "Here. We. Go!" He said, patting Scott arm before going to walk away, nearly tripping over Anakin. 

🐺 

On the field, the lacrosse players were all lined up while Scott had a distant look as far too many thoughts swirling in his head, too distracting to notice the players backing up behind him.  

"McCall, let's go!" Coach yelled, making Scott snap back, realizing he's at the head of the line. Coach tosses the ball and Scott goes for the shot. Jackson comes at him with a volley of slap checks making Sawyer cringe, "Still want to be first line, McCall?"  

Gritting his teeth in anger, Scott looks up to reveal his brown eyes are rapidly brightening to yellow. "This isn't going to be good." Sawyer mumbled to herself as Coach walked over to Scott. "McCall, my grandmother can move faster than that and she's dead! Can you move faster than the lifeless corpse of my dead grandmother, McCall?" Coach asked. 

"Yes, Coach." Scott said lowly and Coach raised his eyebrows, "I can't hear you." He said. "Yes, Coach!" Scott said louder, "Then do it again!" Coach said and Scott went back to the start of the line. The whistle blows and Scott shoots forward again as Coach tosses the ball to him. An oblivious Jackson goes for a cross check, heading for Scott with his stick horizontal even as the smaller boy hurtles toward him with ferocious speed. 

They collide like two goats locking horns. Both go down, Jackson yelling as he hits the ground. The sickening sound of bone dislodging from the socket made Sawyer's eyes widen. While everyone else ran over to check on Jackson, Stiles and Sawyer hurried to Scott's side.  

"Are you okay?" Stiles asks but Scott wouldn't lift his head, wouldn't reveal his face to Stiles underneath the helmet. "Scott?" Sawyer asked before Scott's head tilted up to reveal the sharpened teeth jutting out from his lower jaw. "It's happening. I can't control it. It's happening."

"What? Right here? Now? Come on, get up." Stiles said before Stiles pulled Scott up and ran towards the locker rooms while Sawyer ran over to get Anakin before quickly following them. 

The door to the darkened locker room clangs open, Stiles dragging a hunched over Scott inside, "Stay." Sawyer said, stopping Anakin outside the locker room before running in. "Scott, you okay?" Stiles asked as they crouched down next to Scott but Scott looked up at them with glowing yellow eyes and his canines on full display. 

"Get away from me!" He yelled, his voice coming out with a frighteningly demonic rasp as he turned to them. The twins quickly retreated back, almost stumbling over their own feet at the sight of Scott's eyes. The sounds coming from him are painful, animalistic and frighteningly aggressive. 

Turning back, Scott doubles over in pain. He tears off his lacrosse gloves to reveal his sharpened claws. The twins kept stepping away in fear before accidentally backing into a fire extinguisher against the wall. The clang of metal causes Scott to whip his head around as Sawyer quickly grabbed it. He hurtles toward them, rounding the corner of the lockers, jumping onto the wood bench and up but then all the sudden he's blasted by a dry power. 

"Stiles? Sawyer?" Scott asks, making the twins look back at Scott on the floor, chest heaving with each difficult breath. He pulls the helmet off to reveal he's back to normal, face drenched with sweat. "What happened?" He asked and Stiles sighed, "You tried to kill us. It's like I told you. It's the anger, your pulse rising. They're all triggers." 

"But that's lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game if you hadn't noticed." Scott said and Sawyer shook her head, "Well, it's gonna get a lot more violent if you end up actually killing someone. Scott, you can't play Saturday. You have to get out of the game." She said and Scott shook his head. "But I'm first line." He said and Stiles sighed, "Not anymore." He said. 

🐺 

The next day, Sawyer stood next to Lydia in front of the class as they worked on a couple math problems on the board. "You're friends with Scott, right?" Lydia asked, making Sawyer freeze slightly before nodding, "Yeah..." She said. 

"Why is there a rumor going around that he's not playing tomorrow?" Lydia asked and Sawyer took a deep breath, "Cause he's sort of not." Sawyer said and Lydia hummed. "I think he sort of is- especially when he brutally injured my boyfriend by ramming into him." Lydia said and Sawyer pursed her lips slightly. 

"Can't really say that Jackson didn't deserve it..." She said in a slight mumble but Lydia ignored her, "Jackson's gonna play tomorrow... But, he's not gonna be at his peak... and, I prefer my boyfriend... at peak performance." She said as she looked at Sawyer making Sawyer raise her eyebrows and nod slightly. 

"Did that have a double meaning?" She asked but Lydia didn't answer her, "I date the captain of the winning lacrosse team. And, if they start off the season losing, I date the captain of the losing team. I don't date losers." Lydia said and Sawyer nodded awkwardly. 

"I don't think losing one game is gonna kill anyone... Might make Coach have an aneurysm but it won't kill anyone... especially if Scott doesn't play." Sawyer rambled slightly as Lydia continued to work on the problem on the board. 

"Fine. Scott doesn't play. We'll probably win anyway. Then, we'll go out after, like we were planning, and I'll introduce Allison to all the hot players on the team... and Scott McCall can stay home, surfing the 'net for porn." Lydia said and Sawyer furrowed her brows slightly, "The team goes out after games?" She asked. 

Lydia finished the problem she was working on before turning to Sawyer as she dusted the chalk off her hands. "And you might want to take a deep breath or something. Your dog is alerting you." Lydia said before walking away, making Sawyer look down to see Anakin tapping her thigh with his nose. Something he does when he can hear her heartbeat raising, making her sigh in embarrassment. 

"I'm not having a panic attack, Anakin..." 

🐺 

"Come here, come here." Stiles and Sawyer said at the same time as they grabbed Scott's shoulders and pulled him around the corner where they could see down the hall to the principal talking to Sheriff Stilinski and one his Deputies. "Can you hear what they're saying?" Sawyer asked and Scott focused his hearing, attempting to tune in the voices. 

"Animal attacks...just don't want the kids out... 9:30pm......institute the curfew." He heard Stilinski say then turn to the twins, "A curfew. Because of the body." Scott said and Stiles scoffed as they started walking. 

"Seriously unbelievable. Our Dad's out looking for a rabid animal while the jerkoff who actually killed the girl is just hanging out doing whatever he wants." Stiles ranted and Scott sighed. "You can't exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek." He said and a lightbulb went off over both Sawyer and Stiles' heads, "I can do something." Stiles said. 

"Like what?" Scott asked, looking at him confused, "Like find the other half of the body." Sawyer said, making Scott look at her crazy as they walked away. 

🐺 

Stiles and Sawyer quickly ran into the McCall household, not even stopping to close the front door as he ran up to Scott's room. "What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it?" Stiles asked and Sawyer nodded slightly, "And, yes, we've had a lot of Adderall." She said quickly and Scott looked up at them while fixing the net on his lacrosse stick that Derek ripped earlier. 

"I found something at Derek Hale's." Scott said, making their eyes widen, "Are you kidding? What?" Stiles asked. "There's something buried out there. I could smell blood." Scott said and Sawyer laughed slightly, "That's awesome! ...I mean, that's terrible. Whose blood?" She asked and Scott shrugged slightly as he stood up. 

"I don't know... But, when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then, you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing, because there's no way I'm not playing that game." 

🐺 

Scott, Stiles, Sawyer and Anakin walked into the hospital and Stiles glanced around before noticing the doors to the hallway of the morgue. "Hey." He said, patting Scott's arm making Scott look over at the doors and nod, "Okay." He said and the twins started to walk away. "Good luck, I guess." Sawyer said and Scott nodded before quickly slipping into the hall. 

Standing outside in the corridor, Sawyer looked over at the waiting area before doing a double take. Over at one of the seats, sat Lydia Martin. "Oh- Oh, my God..." Sawyer said and quickly trailed to walk away but Stiles grabbed her before pushing her forward as Lydia looked over. 

Sawyer gave her brother a dirty look as he sat down on the other side of the corner, giving her a thumbs up. Sawyer took a deep breath, mindlessly petting the top of Anakin's head as she turned back to Lydia. 

"Hey, Lydia... Not sure if you even know my name but you did talk to me earlier..." Sawyer said awkwardly as Lydia just looked at her. "Uh, anyway, I always thought that we just had this kind of thing... I don't know if you wanna call it a connection or just... a thing." Sawyer rambled, making Stiles cringe while Lydia chuckled quietly. 

"Unspoken, obviously. Maybe it'd be kind of cool to... get to know each other a little better..." Sawyer said before Lydia shook her head slightly, "Hold on, give me a second." Lydia said before pulling a bluetooth out her ear making Sawyer's eyes widen slightly. 

"Yeah, I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?" Lydia said and Sawyer was quiet for a second before shaking her head. "No. Sorry, just- just uh... I was just saying your hair looks nice." She awkwardly lied and Lydia hummed and smiled slightly, clearly not believing her. 

"Thanks." She said and Sawyer nodded, "I'm gonna- gonna just sit over there." She said pointing at where her brother was sitting and Lydia nodded slightly. "You don't care..." Sawyer said awkwardly before quickly moving to sit next to her brother, who had been cringing the entire time. 

"I hate you so much for making me do that." Sawyer mumbled as she slid down her chair slightly while Anakin rested his head on her legs. 

Jackson walked around a corner and walked over to Lydia as he massaged his shoulder. "Did he do it?" Lydia asked as she stood up, "He said not to make a habit of it, but one cortisone shot won't kill me." He said and she hummed slightly. "You should get one right before the game, too. The pros do it all the time." Lydia said and Jackson rolled his eyes, "You want to be a little high school amateur? Or... do you want to go... pro...?" Lydia said before she pulled him into a kiss. 

Sawyer and Stiles both cringed slightly as they watched before the couple pulled away. As they walked off Scott suddenly walked up to Stiles and Sawyer making them jump slightly, "The scent was the same." He said, making Stiles' eyes widen. 

"You're sure?" Stiles asked as he and Sawyer stood up, "Yes." Scott said. "So, he did bury the other half of the body on his property?" Sawyer asked as they started walking down the hallway, "Which means we have proof he killed the girl." Scott said. "I say we use it." Stiles said, making Scott furrow his brows, "How?" He asked and Stiles looked at him. 

"Tell me something first- are you doing this because you want to stop Derek, or because you want to play in the game and he said you couldn't?" Stiles asked, "There are bite marks on the legs, guys- bite marks." Scott said and Sawyer nodded. 

"Okay. Then we're gonna need a shovel." 

🐺 

Derek walked out of the Hale House ruins towards his Camaro, and drove away, not knowing that Scott, Stiles and Sawyer were watching him from a distance in Stiles' Jeep. Once Derek was a fair distance away from the house, Stiles drove the Jeep closer to the property, before they all got out, the boys with shovels in hands while Sawyer waited for Anakin to jump out.

"Wait..." Scott said as he stopped making Stiles and Sawyer stop to look back at him, "Something's different." He said and Sawyer raised her eyebrows. "Different how?" She asked and Scott furrowed his brows and shook his head slightly, "I don't know..." He said before they started walking over to the pile of dirt again. 

"Let's just get this over with." 

A little while later the three of them had most of the grave dug up while Anakin sat next to the hole with a flashlight in his mouth. "This is taking way too long." Scott said as he glanced around, "Just keep going." Stiles said. "What if he comes back?" Scott asked and Sawyer shrugged slightly, "Then we get the hell out of here." She said. 

"What if he catches us?" Scott asked and Stiles nodded, "I have a plan for that." He said, making Sawyer raise her eyebrows. "Which is?" She asked and they stopped digging, "Scott runs one way. Sawyer and I run the other. Whoever he catches first? Too bad." Stiles said and Sawyer shrugged  slightly. 

"I'm good with that plan." Sawyer said and Scott shook his head slightly, "I hate that plan." He said as they started digging again until Stiles' shovel hit something. 

"Oh, stop, stop, stop." Stiles said before they all kneeled down to brush dirt away. They eventually uncover what looks like a bundle of a rough fabric, like burlap, which has been tied closed with the twine rope. Stiles starts to try to untie the bindings, and Scott, still on edge with fear that Derek is going to come back and catch them, impatiently urges Stiles on. 

"Hurry!" Scott said, "I'm trying. Did he have to tie the thing in, like, nine hundred knots?" Stiles said and Sawyer sighed before pushing him away. "I'll do it." She said before easily untying the knots and pulled back the cloth before the boys yelled and jumped out the hole. 

Sawyer furrowed her brows looking down to see the head of a wolf, "What the hell is that?" She asked. "It's a wolf." Scott said making Stiles nodded dramatically, "Yeah, We can see that. I thought you said you smelled blood, as in human blood?" Stiles asked and Scott shrugged slightly. 

"I told you something was different..." He said and Sawyer furrowed her brows. "This doesn't make sense." She said and Scott sighed, "We gotta get out of here." He said and Stiles nodded. 

"Yeah. Okay, help me cover this up." Stiles said and Sawyer glanced around before tilting her head slightly, "You see that flower?" She asked, nodding towards a purple flower not far away from the grave. "What about it?" Scott asked as he looked at it confused, "It's wolfsbane." She said and Scott still looked confused. 

"What's that?" Scott asked, making both Stiles and Sawyer look at him incredulously, "Uh... haven't you ever seen The Wolf Man?" Stiles asked and Scott shook his head. "No?" He said and Sawyer raised her eyebrows, "Lon Chaney, Junior? Claude Rains?" She asked and Scott shook his head slightly making Stiles squint at him. 

"The original, classic Werewolf movie?" Stiles asked, making Scott sigh impatiently, "No!" He said making Sawyer scoff. "You are so unprepared for this." She said and Stiles  nodded in agreement as Sawyer climbed out of the hole. She walked over to the flower, pulling the entire plant up by the roots before she started pulling up twine rope attached to the flower. 

Sawyer gently pulls up the rope, which has randomly placed wolfsbane petals attached at various points along the length of it. The long length of it buried around the grave in a spiral pattern which glows red as Sawyer unravels it. Scott and Stiles watched Sawyer until Scott glanced down before his eyes widened slightly, "Guys..." He said, making the twins look at him. 

They follow his line of sight to find the wolf nowhere to be seen. Instead there was the lifeless body of a woman staring up at them. 

🐺

In the morning, the Hale property is now a crime scene. Handcuffed, Derek is led into a police car by a Deputy while Scott stood by Stiles’s jeep. He glanced around slightly before his eyes widened when he saw Stiles and Sawyer walking over to the police car.  

The two glanced over at Scott who was rapidly shaking his head, the twins ignored him as they quickly got into the passenger seat of the car. "Oh, God." Scott whispered to himself as he quickly turned around to act like he didn't see anything.  

"Okay, just so you know, we're not afraid of you." Stiles said before Derek slowly looked up at the twins with a dark look. "Okay, maybe we are. Doesn't matter. We just wanna know something." Sawyer said before raising her eyebrows slightly, "The girl you killed? She was a Werewolf." She said and Stiles nodded. 

"She was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?" Stiles asked and finally Derek fully looked up at them, "Why are you so worried about me, when it's your friend who's the problem?" He asked Sc as he slightly jerked his head to the side towards Scott. 

"When he shifts on the field, what do you think they're gonna do, huh? Just keep cheering him on?.I can't stop him from playing, but you can...".Derek said as he leaned forward towards the bars separating the backseat from the front seats. 

"And trust me- you want to." He said and before Stiles and Sawyer could say anything else, someone opened the car door and pulled Stiles out. "Sawyer!" Stilinski said, making Sawyer quickly climb out the car and stand next to her brother. 

"What the hell do you two think you're doing?" Stilinski questioned, "Just trying to help." Sawyer said and their father nodded. "How about you help me understand exactly how you came across this?" He asked and Stiles shrugged, "We were looking for Scott's inhaler." Stiles said, making Sawyer give him a look. 

"Which he dropped when?" Stilinski asked, "The other night." Stiles said, making their father raise his eyebrows. "The other night when you came out to look for the first half of the body?" He asked and Stiles nodded, "Yes." He said. "The night when you two told me the two of you were out alone and Scott was home?" Stilinski asked and Stiles nodded again and answered without thinking. 

"Yes." Stiles said before he realized what he just admitted, "No. Crap." He muttered and Sawyer smacked the back of his head. "Idiot." She said, making him give her a dirty look while their father nodded slightly. "So you two lied to me?" He asked and Sawyer pursed her lips, "That depends on how you define lying." She said and Stilinski raised his eyebrows and crossed his arm, "I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?" He asked and the twins glanced at each other. 

"Reclining your body in a horizontal position?" Stiles said slowly, making their father sigh, "Get the hell out of here." He said and Sawyer nodded. "Absolutely." She said before they walked over to the jeep. 

"I can't find anything about wolfsbane being used for burial." Sawyer said as she leaned in the middle of the front seats, looking at her phone while Stiles drove through the woods. "Just keep looking. Maybe it's like a ritual or something? Like, maybe they bury you as a wolf. Or, maybe it's like a special skill, you know? Like, something you have to learn?" Stiles suggested and Scott sighed. 

"I'll put it on my 'To Do' list, right underneath 'figuring out how the hell I'm playing this game tonight'." Scott said and Sawyer furrowed her brows, not listening to what Scott said, "Maybe it's different for girl Werewolves." She said. 

"Okay, stop it!" Scott said irritably, making them look at him confused, "Stop what?" Stiles asked. "Stop saying "Werewolves!" Stop enjoying this so much!" Scott said and Sawyer looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay?" She asked. 

"No! No, I'm not. I'm so far from being okay." Scott said, looking like he was in pain, "You know, you're gonna have to accept this, Scott. Sooner or later." Sawyer said and Scott shook his head. "I can't." He said and Stiles shrugged slightly, "Well, you're gonna have to-" He said but Scott cut him off. 

"No! I can't breathe..." He said while loudly groaning in pain making Stiles jump slightly, "Ahhh, pull over!" Scott groaned. "Why? What's happening?" Stiles asked as Sawyer grabbed Stiles' bag before opening it and pulling out the wolfsbane twine they found last night that was circling the grave. 

"You kept it?!" She asked incredulously and Stiles' eyes widened, "What was I supposed to do with it?" He asked and Scott groaned in pain. "Stop the car!" He yelled as his eyes flashed a golden yellow, making Stiles' eyes widened. 

He quickly pulled over and grabbed his backpack before jumping out of the jeep and throwing the backpack as far as he could. "Okay. Okay, we're good, you can-" Stiles said, "Stiles!" Sawyer called out, making Stiles turn around to see Scott nowhere in sight. 

"Scott? Scott???" 

🐺 

"Sawyer, you know you can't call the dispatch line when I'm on duty." A dispatcher said through the phone as Stiles drove through the woods quickly, "I just need to know if you've gotten any odd calls." Sawyer said. 

"Odd how?" Dispatcher asked, making Stiles and Sawyer glance at each other for a moment, "Uh, like, an odd person, or... A dog-like individual roaming the streets?" Sawyer asked and she could imagine the dispatcher rolling her eyes at the question. 

"I'm hanging up on you now." Dispatcher said, making their eyes widen, "No! Wai-wai-wai-wai-wait!" Sawyer said quickly. "Goodbye." Dispatcher said before hanging up making Sawyer sigh and sit back in her seat as she and Stiles glanced at each other. 

🐺 

"You gonna try to convince me not to play?" Scott asked as Sawyer and Stiles walked up to Scott in the locker room, "We just hope you know what you're doing..." Stiles said and Scott sighed and shook his head slightly.

"If I don't play, I lose first line and Allison." Scott said, making Sawyer roll her eyes, "Allison's not going anywhere because you don't play one game, she's not shallow like that. It's one game that you really don't need to play." Sawyer said. "I wanna play! I wanna be on the team. I wanna go out with Allison. I want a semi-freaking normal life! Do you get that?" Scott asked and the twins nodded. 

"I get it." Stiles said before they sat down next to Scott, "Just try not to worry too much while you're out there, okay?" Sawyer said and Stiles nodded. "Or get too angry." He said and Scott nodded slightly, "I got it." He said and Sawyer raised her eyebrows. 

"Or stressed." She said and Scott nodded again, "Yeah, I got it." He said. "Don't think about Allison being in the stands." Stiles said and Sawyer nodded in agreement, "Or that her father's trying to kill you." She said as Scott looked up slightly. 

"Or that Derek's trying to kill you." Sawyer said and Stiles nodded, "Or the girl he killed." He said. "Or that you might kill someone." Sawyer said and Stiles pointed at her slightly as he nodded, "If a Hunter doesn't kill you first-" Stiles said before they noticed the look Scott was giving them. 

"I'm sorry. We'll stop." Stiles and Sawyer both said at the same time, "Good luck..." 

🐺 

Sawyer was crouched down on the side of the field, glancing around at the crowd as she mindlessly petted Anakin. "Stilinski!" Someone said, making Sawyer look up as Jackson walked over to her, "Don't pass to McCall." Jackson said and she furrowed her brows as she stood up. 

"Why?" She asked, "Because, I said so." He said and she raised her eyebrows. "You're not my dad, I'm gonna need more than 'I said so'." She said, mocking his voice a bit, making him roll his eyes. "Don't pass to McCall or else I'll tell everyone about your crush on my girlfriend." He said and she just raised her eyebrows slightly. 

"Was that really the best you got? I'm not gonna ruin my best friend's first game because you can't handle not being the center of attention for one night. The world doesn't revolve around you, Jackson. Grow up, you won't make it far in this world with that attitude." She said before putting her helmet on and walking over to the bench where her brother sat. 

"Hey, kids." Stilinski said as he walked over, making them glance at him as Sawyer started putting on her gloves. "Hey." They both said at the same time, "So, you think you'll see any action tonight?" Stilinski asked, making the twins glance at each other. 

"Action? Maybe." Stiles said as Anakin rested his head on Stiles' bouncing knee, making him stop while Stilinski chuckled. "Might want to calm down before Anakin starts alerting." Stilinski said, making the twins nervously chuckle as their father patted their shoulders before walking away. 

A few minutes later the whistle blows sending Jackson, Scott, Sawyer and the team charging off the bench and onto the field. Stiles remained with the other benchwarmers, nervously chewing the fingers of his gloves. Out on the field Scott walks out to take his position and pulls his helmet down and briefly closes his eyes.  

"Jackson's telling everyone not to pass to you, just keep your calm and one I get the chance, I'll get the ball to you." Sawyer whispered, making Scott look at her before taking a deep breath. Glaring at him from underneath his own helmet, Jackson walks confidently onto the field then turns his back to Scott.  

The Ref slowly brings the whistle to his lips and Jackson tightens his grip on his stick, teeth clenched down on his mouth guard as the whistle blows. Jackson quickly scoops up the ball before the opposing player even has a chance to blink. Scott moves fast, darting around the others, getting open for a pass as quickly as he can but Jackson tosses the ball to another teammate.  

Slap checks come down hard on Beacon Hills and the ball rolls across the grass, loose for anyone to grab. Scott hurries forward to take it, but Jackson is there first, completely stealing the ball from Scott. Whipping his stick around, Jackson hurls a shot toward the opposing goal. The ball hits the net and the crowd on the bleachers cheers, shouts for Jackson erupting among them.  

"That's it, Jackson! Get fired up! Fired up!" Coach yelled as Lydia whispered something to Allison. The two girls reach down and pick up a poster board that read "We luv u" with Jackson's jersey numbers, raising it high above their heads.  

The whistle blows again but as fast as Scott moves, the ball never seems to find its way into his pocket. He keeps trying, one play after another, never getting the ball. Sawyer sighed softly as she got into her normal position before looking over at Scott. 

Standing with his gloves twisting around the stick, Scott looked like he’s about to snap it into little pieces. When the whistle blows again, he looks up, his eyes turning yellow.  

At the start of the next quarter, the Ref comes walking past the players with the ball but pauses when he is about to pass Scott. Scott stood hunched-over, face masked in shadow under his helmet. "You okay, kid?" The ref asked and Scott nodded slowly nodded, the ref started to walk away, glancing back at Scott one more time.  

Scott’s body seems to rise with each breath, as if he’s about to launch off the ground to attack. Unnerved, the other players take tentative steps back. Sawyer glanced over to see Lydia and Allison reluctantly holding up the sign that read; JACKSON IS #1!!  

"Oh damn..." Sawyer whispered to herself as Scott looked over at the stands to see Allison holding up the sign for Jackson and that did it for him.  

Both teams prepare for the draw and strange noises can now be heard on the field. Low growling, animalistic gasps. Scott's body seems to rise with each breath, as if he's about to launch off the ground to attack. Unnerved, the other players take tentative steps back.  

The Ref blows the whistle, the sound tears across the field, going off like a fire alarm in Scott's head. Jackson and the opposing Player grapple for the ball, sending it flying up into the air where Scott leaps up, snatching it with uncanny precision. He lands before charging back down the field right past Jackson. With a sudden woosh, the ball goes flying, right past the goalie and into the net making Sawyer pump her fist slightly.

People on the bleachers along with Stiles all shot up cheering for Scott as Coach yelled, "Pass to McCall!"  

The whistle blows and Scott's off again, he moves for the ball but it's captured by the other team. Scott just looks at him and the opposing player is so freaked out he just tosses the ball to Scott making the whole crowd go quiet. "Did the opposing team just deliberately pass the ball to us?" Coach asked, standing behind Stiles. "I believe so, Coach." Stiles answered, making Coach slowly nod, "Interesting."  

Charging past the other players like a lightning bolt, Scott throws the ball and the goalie twists, lacrosse stick coming up to make the catch. But the ball cuts a whole right through the net of his stick. People in the bleachers cheer as the ball hits the net and the Goalie lowers his stick to see the busted pocket. Scott backs away as both Coaches and Stiles surround the other team's Coach, shouting and arguing with twenty seconds left on the clock.  

"Goal!"  

The whistle blows and both Jackson and the opposing player go for the ball which tumbles out of their grasp. Jackson slaps down trying to grab it and the ball spins into the air as Sawyer quickly ran past, grabbing it before running off. "Scott!" She called out making Scott look at her before she tossed him the ball, which he quickly caught. 

He charges for the goal and his eyes burn brighter, yellow tint turning to a yellow glow, the pure animal taking over. With the other players closing in on him, he falters, as if not knowing where to go.  

Two opposing players started to charge at Scott but he launched the ball. And despite the Goalie's desperate dive the ball hits the net causing everyone to cheer and run down to the field. "Yes! Ha, oh my god." Stiles yelled while Sawyer laughed. 

Stiles collapses onto the bench, still a nervous wreck as Sawyer ran over, instantly crouching down in front of Anakin. Behind them, Stiles' dad gets off his cell phone. The twins noticed him and instantly stood up, "Dad? What's wrong?" Stiles asked and Stilinski held his hand up for a moment making the two teens glance at each other. 

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Stiles and Sawyer ran into the locker room looking for Scott before hiding behind a locker when they noticed Scott and Allison kissing. When they pull away Allison goes to leave, "Stiles, Sawyer." Allison said, making Stiles and Sawyer wave awkwardly as Allison walked out. 

Scott walked over to his friends with a happy smile on his face. "I kissed her." He said and they nodded, "We saw." Sawyer said. "She kissed me." Scott said and Stiles nodded, "Saw that too. That's pretty good, huh?" Stiles asked and Scott shrugged slightly. 

"I- I- I don't know how, but I controlled it. I pulled it back. Maybe I can do this. Maybe it's not that bad." Scott said full of hope while Stiles frowned, "Yeah, heh. We'll talk later, then." Stiles said and Sawyer grabbed his arm as he went to walk away to make him stop. "What?" Scott asked and Stiles and Sawyer glanced at each other. 

"The, uh, medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found. I'll keep it simple. Medical examiner determines killer of girl to be animal, not human. Derek's human, not animal. Derek not killer. Derek let out of jail." Stiles said rubbing the back of his neck making Scott's eyes widen. 

"Are you kidding?" Scott asked and Sawyer sighed, "No, and here's a bigger kick in the ass. Our dad I.D.'d the dead girl. Both halves. Her name was Laura Hale." Sawyer said. "Hale?" Scott asked as he raised his eyebrows and the twins nodded, "Derek's sister." They both said at the same time.