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Chapter Twenty-Seven
⊚ Fireflies ⊚

Sawyer got out of her car and went to go inside, but paused when she realized she wasn't at her house. She furrowed her brows as she glanced around to see she was in the parking lot of the public pool. That's when she saw Lydia standing a little ways away, staring at the pool. 

"Lydia?" Sawyer called out as she ran over to Lydia, gently grabbing her arm but Lydia didn't turn to her as she took a deep breath. "I woke up screaming like a lunatic and went to go to the store but somehow ended up here. And I think there's something floating in the pool..." Lydia said, making Sawyer glance over to see what looked like a body floating in the pool. 

"Okay, I'll go look." Sawyer said and started to walk towards the pool but Lydia grabbed her hand, making Sawyer stop and look at her. They stared at her for a moment before Sawyer nodded slightly, "It's fine." She said and started to walk away again, Lydia still holding onto her hand as she followed. 

"Oh, my God... Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead." Lydia muttered as Sawyer slowly crouched down at the edge of the pool. She reached out to the body, grabbing it's shoulder before turning it around and sighing. It's a CPS mannequin making Lydia sigh in relief and exasperation, "Oh, my God! Are you kidding me?" She muttered as Sawyer stood back up. 

All of a sudden, Sawyer's eyes clouded over as she saw flashes of a boy sitting on a lifeguard chair then a girl in the woods screaming as bugs crawled all around her. The moment the vision ended, Sawyer noticed a giant puddle of blood on the ground and her eyes slowly followed up to the lifeguard chair. "Don't look." Sawyer whispered, making Lydia follow her line of sight. 

Perched in the lifeguard chair is the body of an eighteen year-old boy, wet blood still flowing down his clothes from a horribly slashed throat. Lydia suddenly let out an ear piercing scream. 

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Stiles's Jeep flies into the lot, pulling in next to Sawyer's car, he instantly slams on the brakes and jumps out. "Sawyer? Lydia? Guys, are you okay?" Stiles asked as he ran over to where the two girls stood, Lydia tightly holding onto Sawyer's arm. "We're okay." Sawyer said and Lydia shook her head, pointing at the lifeguard chair, "That, over there...? Not okay." 

Stiles spots the dark figure perched in the lifeguard chair and reaches for his phone and cringes slightly, "Yeah. All right. I'm gonna call dad." Stiles said and Sawyer shook her head slightly, "We already did." She said, making Stiles look at them incredulously. 

"You called dad before you called me?" He asked, making Sawyer shrugged, "I called you while Lydia called the police." She said, while Lydia raised her eyebrows slightly. "We're supposed to call you first when we find a dead body?" Lydia asked and Stiles squinted at her. "YESSSSSS!" He said, making Sawyer roll her eyes as he started calling Scott. 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yep. Throat ripped out, blood everywhere- it's like the frickin' shining over here! If two little twin girls come out of the woods and start asking me to play with them forever and ever, I'm not gonna be surprised." 

"Can you get a little closer to make sure it was them?"

"Make sure it was them? Scott, who else is going around ripping throats out?" Stiles asked incredulously and Scott sighed softly. "Please, just do it." Scott asked and Stiles sighed before walking over to the body to get a closer look, "Yeah, I'm sure." 

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The light clicks on and Lydia enters her room with Stiles and Sawyer following behind her, "You didn't have to follow me home." Lydia said and Sawyer pursed her lips, "I just wanted to make sure you got in okay." She said and Lydia raised her eyebrows. 

"I had a police escort." She said and Sawyer slightly shook her head, "I know the inner workings of that force, all right? They're not nearly as reliable as people think!" She said defensively, making Lydia look at her in amusement as she sat down on the bed. "You also didn't have to follow us into my room..." Lydia said and Sawyer squinted trying to come up with something as she and her brother glanced at each other. 

"Well, I, uh... Yeah, I don't have an answer for that." Sawyer said and Stiles raised his eyebrows, "We can leave!" He said and Lydia rolled her eyes. "Are you really gonna go without asking me the question that you've been dying to ask me?" She said making Stiles purse his lips. "Well, I'm not.. I haven't been dying to ask anything. I... No questions here for Stiles! Nothing!" He stammered, making Lydia give him a look. 

"I can see it on your face." 

"Maybe my face just has, like, a naturally interrogatory exp-expression?" 

"Well, your interrogatory expression is getting on my nerves!" Lydia said and Sawyer leaned forward slightly, "I'll ask." She said, making them look at her. "How did we both manage to subconsciously find a dead body?" She asked and Lydia sighed, "I have no clue how I ended up finding that body. I didn't even know where I was until I got out of the car." She said and Sawyer nodded. 

"That's what happened to me too." She said and Stiles raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, but the last time something like this happened..." Stiles trailed off and Lydia nodded. "I know- Derek's uncle." She said and the three of them were quiet for a moment.

Stiles's phone went off making him pull it out to see Melissa calling. 

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Stiles and Sawyer rush into the hospital. Before they can even speak, Melissa hurries out from behind reception and over to them. "Over here. And, if you tell anyone that I showed you this, I swear to God I will kill you painfully and slowly." Melissa whispered and Sawyer nodded slightly. 

"Why do you want to show us a body we've already seen?" Stiles asked as they started walking again, "Because you haven't seen everything yet." Melissa said as she directed them to the morgue. The sheet covering the body from the Public Pool slowly pulls back and Melissa motions for Sawyer and Stiles to take a closer look. 

"See this, around his neck? That's a ligature mark. That means he was strangled with something, like cord, rope." Melissa said, making Sawyer furrow her brows, "Everything's too clean for a couple bloodthirsty, moon-driven werewolves." Sawyer said and Melissa nodded. 

"Exactly. And then, there's this-" Melissa said tilting the boy's head to show a giant gash in it making Stiles cringe and look away slightly while Sawyer squinted slightly and leaned down a bit. "God... Man, what is that? Is that brain matter?" Stiles groaned and Sawyer nodded, "Oh yeah, it is." 

"See the indentation? He was hit in the back of the head, hard enough to kill him. In fact, any one of these things could have killed him. I mean, someone seriously wanted this poor kid dead." Melissa said and Sawyer looked over at her. "So this definitely wasn't Boyd or the other girl. Could this just be one normal murder with horrible timing?" Sawyer asked and Melissa sighed. 

"I don't think it was just one." Melissa said grimly, "How come?" Stiles asked and Melissa nodded over at the other table where another covered body laid. "Because that girl over there? She's got the exact same injuries." 

Stiles and Sawyer follow Melissa to the second body and watch her gently lift the sheet from the girl's face. "The ME said this one wasn't just strangled- whoever did it used a garrote, which is a stick that you put through the rope, and you just kind of keep twisting, and..." Melissa says but trailed off when she notices the look of shock on the twins' faces as they both took a faltering step back. 

"Oh, my God. Did you guys know her?" Melissa asked making them nod slightly, making Melissa instantly cover the body again, "I am so sorry, I didn't even think..." 

Even covered, he can't take his eyes off the body before speaking softly, each word an effort. "We... We were at her party. It was her birthday. Her name is Heather." Stiles said and Melissa nodded slightly "Okay... We need to call your father, 'cause you're a witness..." Melissa said but Stiles doesn't respond as the shock falls away to realization. 

"What?" Sawyer asked, seeming to be able to snap him out of his slight trance and he looked at Melissa, "Has anyone else been through here tonight? Any-any other bodies, or even anybody missing?" He asked and she slightly shook her head. "Uh, no. No bodies, but, um..." 

"What?" 

"Two girls. They brought the first one in, Caitlin, for a tox screen... and then I overheard that her girlfriend, Emily, just disappeared. I mean, they were out in the woods, and-" Melissa explained but Sawyer cut her off, "Nobody's found her yet?" She asked, thinking back to the vision she saw and Melissa shrugged slightly. "I don't know..." 

"Okay, the first one-" 

"Caitlin?" 

"Okay, is she here? Is she here right now?" He asked and Melissa furrowed her brows slightly, "I think so...?" She said. "Where?" Sawyer asked and Melissa just looked at her confused, "Okay, okay, wait- just wait a minute-" 

"I have to talk to her." 

"Why?" 

"Because I think I know what's happening." Stiles said before walking out, expecting them to follow him but they just stood there confused for a moment. 

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Melissa nervously glanced out through the crack in the door to the corridor while Stiles and Sawyer talked to Caitlin. "We weren't doing anything that bad... I mean, I've camped out there plenty of times." Caitlin explained and Stiles nodded slightly, "Right, by why tonight?" 

"We wanted to be alone for one night. Emily lives with her mom, and I have three roommates... Not exactly romantic settings, you know?" She said and they nodded, "How long have you two been together?" Stiles asked and she shrugged slightly. "Three months." She said and Sawyer smiled sadly, "And you wanted to make it romantic." She said and Caitlin nodded. 

"Yeah, you know, because..." She trailed off and Stiles nodded slightly, "Because it was her first time?" He asked and she nodded. "They're gonna find her, right? Aren't they?" She asked, glancing at all of them. But neither Stiles or Melissa have an answer but Sawyer sighed softly, "We hope so." She said and Caitlin looked at her and nodded slightly. 

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In the dimly lit morgue, an exhausted Scott, Stiles and Sawyer look over the body of Heather in front of them. "So Boyd and Cora might not have killed anyone?" Scott asked and Sawyer shook her head slightly, "You're going to wish they did." She said, making Scott furrow his brows. 

"Why?" 

"I'm not totally sure yet, but that other girl who was out in the woods, Emily? They're eventually going to find her. She's one of them. Emily, Heather, the guy Lydia and Sawyer found at the pool. All three were virgins." Stiles said and Sawyer nodded, "And all of them are going to have the same three injuries. Strangled. Throat slashed. Head bashed in. It's called the three-fold death." She explained and Scott thought for a moment before looking at them.

"So if they're not random killings, what are they?" He asked and the twins sighed softly, "Sacrifices. Human sacrifices."