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Chapter Thirty-Five
⊚ Alpha Pact ⊚

"Derek!" Sawyer said as roughly she smacked Derek's cheek. Derek laid, passed out on the floor of the elevator with Sawyer and Stiles sitting next to him. "Let me try something." Stiles said and she gestured for him to have a go. Stiles slaps him harder than Sawyer did, the crack of palm to cheek filling the elevator. He pulls back, this time closing his fist before going in for a punch when Derek catches him by the wrist. 

Blinking, he glances about the elevator and out its open doors to the deserted corridor. "Where is she?" Derek asked and Sawyer sighed softly, "Jennifer? Gone... with Melissa." She said, making Derek look at her wide eyed. "She took her?" He asked and they both nodded, "Yeah, and if that's not enough of a kick to the balls, Scott left with Deucalion, okay? So, we gotta get you out of here. The police are coming right now, and we gotta get you the hell out of here." Stiles says. 

With Stiles's and Sawyer's help, Derek begins to rise. But he pauses as another alarming realization hits him, "What about Cora?" 

⊚

Stiles and Sawyer sat in the waiting area when Stiles looked over at the doors to see someone walking in. He sees the badge first, blue letters in a white laminate around his neck - FBI. Then he saw the face, one he recognizes and hates. 

"Oh, just perfect." Stiles groaned, making Sawyer look over at him and follow his train of sight. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." She muttered as the man started walking over to them. "Stilinskis at the center of this whole mess. What a shocker." Agent McCall said. 

Sawyer gave him a fake smile before holding up her middle finger making him chuckle and nodded slightly before raising his eyebrows. "Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?" Agent McCall asked and Sawyer shrugged slightly, "If you ask the questions without the usual level of stupid." She said. 

"Where is your dad, and why's no one been able to contact him?" Agent McCall and Stiles sighed and shrugged, "I don't know. We haven't seen him in hours." Stiles said and Agent McCall nodded. "Is he drinking again?" He asked making both Stiles and Sawyer glare at him slightly. 

"What do you mean, 'again'? He never had to stop." Stiles said irritably and Agent McCall nodded slightly, "But he did have to slow down. Is he drinking like he used to?" He said, the glares from the two teenagers not bothering him. 

"All right, how about this? Next time we see him, we'll give him a field sobriety test, okay? We'll do the alphabet- start with F, end with U..." Stiles said impatiently making the man chuckle. "With the least amount of respect I have left for you, you can't exactly talk." Sawyer said, making Agent McCall look at her while she just kept her glare on the older man. 

"Excuse me?" He asked and she raised her eyebrows, "You heard me very clearly. Let's not forget the reason you're divorced and your own child doesn't want to see you." Sawyer said and the man stared at her for a moment while she just raised her  eyebrows at him. 

McCall cleared his throat before nodding slightly, directing his attention back onto the reason he's here. "How about you guys just tell me what the hell happened here?" He asked and Stiles shrugged, "I don't know what happened here. We were stuck in the elevators the whole time." Stiles said and the man furrowed his brows. 

"You're not the one who put the name on the doors, are you?" He asked and Sawyer and Stiles glanced at each other confused, "What name?" 

⊚ 

The elevator doors clang open and Sawyer, Stiles and Allison quickly follow Argent into the apartment. "The word is guardian, Allison- more than anyone, you know that's a role I haven't exactly lived up to lately." Argent said, leading them down the hallway into the office. 

"But she took Scott's mother and Stiles' and Sawyer's father. That's not a coincidence." Allison said and Sawyer nodded in agreement as they walked up to the desk to look down on the five fold symbol etched onto its surface. 

"Yeah. Let's not forget the fact that someone put your name up in large block letters on the elevator door. That kinda screams "WARNING" to me." Sawyer said and Allison nodded, "I think it might be Morrell. She knows a lot more than she lets on, and she might even be trying to help us." 

"Well, she needs to get on that a lot faster, okay? Seeing as how the lunar eclipse is less than two freaking nights away." Stiles stressed and Argent and Allison watch him and Sawyer fall into the chairs behind them, trying to keep it together. "Guys, don't give up hope." Argent said and the twins sighed. "They could already be dead." They both said and Argent shook his head, "There's something about Jennifer's tactics... It's like she's still positioning. Still moving pieces into place." He said. 

"And you're one of them." Allison said and Argent nodded slightly, looking down at his desk. "Then, let's not wait around to see the next move." He says and draws the map back over the desk, covering the symbol. "Everything she's done has been on a telluric current, so Melissa and the Sheriff have to be somewhere on one of those currents, right?" Argent says, looking up at all of them, noticing that Stiles and Sawyer were barely paying attention. 

"Guys, if we're gonna find them, we need your help." Argent says and Sawyer sighed, "You seriously want to go after her? I mean, what if she just takes you like the others, huh? No offense, but what's the difference between you and them?" Sawyer asked and Argent raised his eyebrows and pulled open a drawer, reaching for an unseen object. 

"I'm carrying a forty-five." Gun in hand, he slams in a new clip with a metallic clang, "Maybe she can heal from a shot to the leg and a few slashes to the face, but personally, I'd like to see how she holds up with half her skull blown off." 

"We've got one priority right now, and that is to find Melissa and your guy's dad. We've got a map and every clue we need to figure this out- the only thing we don't have is time, which is why I need all of you." Argent said, making Stiles and Sawyer look at each other for a moment before sighing and looking up, "Where do we start?" They asked. 

Black light in one hand, Argent taps a finger to the marks on the map. "The places where the sacrifices have been committed have usually been different from where the bodies have been found. I think the placement has to do with the strength of the current, so there's the school, the animal clinic, the bank-" Argent explained and Stiles cut him off, "Wait a sec- she wouldn't use the same place twice, would she?" Stiles asked. 

"Only if she didn't succeed the first time." Argent said making realization cross over Sawyer's features, "Deaton." She said and Argent nodded. "Deaton. It was her only failure. That could mean something." He moves a finger to the mark under Beacon Hills First National Bank. 

"That's just one place so far. We're gonna need a lot more help." Stiles said and Sawyer thought for a moment, "What about Lydia?" She asked, making Argent look at her confused. "Lydia? What can she do?" He asked, "Uh, Lydia's got sort of a talent... She somehow ended up finding a couple of the bodies, um... without actually looking for them... Same with Sawyer." Stiles said. 

"What is she? Psychic?" Argent said and Sawyer shook her head, "Banshee actually." She said, making Stiles look over at her with a hum and a slight nod. "So that's what she is." He said and she nodded, "And apparently I'm some new kind of supernatural that's a mix of Psychic, Seer and Banshee." She said, making her brother hum point at her. 

"Clairvoyant." 

⊚ 

Black cases click open revealing an arsenal of guns, arrows, crossbows, compound bows, knives. Stiles and Sawyer watch as Argent and Allison load up. "I thought you guys were retired...?" Sawyer asked and Argent raised his eyebrows slightly. "Retired, yes. Defenseless? No. Make sure your phone's on. If you hear from Scott, you let us know immediately." Argent said and Stiles sighed, "Yeah, I'm thinking that's gonna be kind of unlikely..." He said and all three teenagers shared a look. 

"Hey, try to remember- he's just doing what he thinks is right." Argent said and Sawyer looked over at Allison only to see her looking past her and Stiles. They all turn to the door where Isaac steps in, "I can't shoot a gun or use a crossbow, but... well..." He says then snaps open his hand to reveal his claws unsheathed, "I'm getting pretty good with these." 

⊚ 

Eyes unblinking, a look of shock, Lydia slowly shakes her head and turns to Stiles, Sawyer and Anakin. "I don't believe it. Scott can't really be with them. He can't be." Lydia said and Stiles sighed. "You didn't see the look on his face, though. It was..." Stiles trailed off, not being able to form the right words. 

"What can I do? I mean, I get that I'm some kind of, like, human Geiger-counter for death, but... I don't know how to turn it on and off yet. All I know is that she tried to kill me because of..." Lydia said before tailing off making Sawyer raise her eyebrows, "What?" She asked and Lydia looked back at them. 

"When she called me a Banshee, she was surprised by it. What if that's not why she tried to kill me?" She said and they all glanced at each other. "Then why did she?" Stiles asked and Sawyer sighed, "That's what we need to find out." She said before walking towards the door. 

⊚ 

The warning bell for the start of the next period. Hurrying into the corridor crowded with students between classes, Lydia follows Sawyer and Anakin while checking her phone. "Aiden's still not texting me back. Okay, well, maybe we could just... We could go over there, and..." Lydia says but trials off when Sawyer's phone buzzes.  She quickly pulled it out and looked at the text, expression changing immediately. 

"What?" Lydia asked worriedly, "It's from Isaac. Jennifer, she t- She has Allison's father. She took him. She's got all three, now." Sawyer said and Lydia sighed softly. "There's still time...We still have time, right?" Lydia asked but Sawyer didn't answer her as she nearly dropped her phone. 

Backing away, Sawyer had a distant look on her face as she started breathing heavily before Anakin started alerting her. 

"Sawyer?" Lydia asked and Sawyer didn't look at her, "I'm- I'm having a panic attack." Sawyer said and Lydia's eyes widened, "Okay, come on." She said, grabbing Sawyer's hand and pulling her to the locker room. Lydia led Sawyer into the locker room where she collapsed on the ground against the end of the lockers. 

"I-I can't... I can't breathe." She said, breathing heavily and Lydia gently grabbed her face,  "Hey Sawyer look at me, okay? What do you do? What do you do when you have a panic attack?" She asked and Sawyer tried to take a deep breath. "An- Anakin has to get Stiles." Sawyer said and Lydia quickly took Anakin's leash off, "Go get Stiles! Go!" Lydia said and Anakin quickly ran off. 

"Okay, hey." Lydia said as she gently grabbed Sawyer's face, "What else do you do, Sawyer?" Lydia asked. "I- I have to distract myself..." Sawyer said and Lydia nodded slightly, "Just try and think about something else! Anything else!" She said and Sawyer still struggled to breath. 

"Like what?" She asked and Lydia shook her head slightly, "Uh... happy things! Good things! Uh... friends? Family?" Lydia suggested, making Sawyer give her a look and she cringed. "Oh! I mean, not family. Okay- what do you normally do to distract yourself?" Lydia asked. 

"I need to count what I see- or- or focus on someone talking..." Sawyer said as she glanced around at the room but she couldn't focus on anything enough to count them. Lydia stared at Sawyer panickedly before groaning slightly, "I think I'm bisexual!" She said, making Sawyer look at her. 

"And I think I like you..." Lydia said, making Sawyer stare at her in shock for a moment, "What?" She asked. "I've been questioning myself since summer started and I think the reason is because I'm starting to have feelings for you." Lydia said and Sawyer just stared at her in shock, her breathing evening out. Apparently hearing her childhood crush has feelings for her was distracting enough. 

Sawyer sucked in a deep breath, glancing down at the ground for a moment as she realized the panic attack was over before looking up at Lydia. "You like me?" Sawyer asked in a slight whisper and Lydia just stared at her for a moment before biting her lip slightly. 

Lydia gently grabbed Sawyer's face before leaning in, pressing their lips together. Sawyer's eyes closed as she kissed Lydia back, their lips slowly moving in sync as Sawyer gently grabbed Lydia's wrist. A moment later they slowly pulled away, both of them still having their eyes closed for a moment before looking up at each other. Lydia smiled softly, making Sawyer chuckle quietly and glance down while grabbing Lydia's hand. 

All of the sudden Anakin ran into the locker room with Stiles nearly crashing in behind him, making the girls let go of each other. "Are you okay? Do you need a hospital?" Stiles asked quickly and Sawyer raised her eyebrows and shook her head, "I'm fine." She said and Stiles furrowed his brows. 

"I got the text from Isaac then Anakin ran up to me, I thought you were having a panic attack." He said and Sawyer nodded, "I was, but I got it under control." She said. Stiles furrowed his brows, knowing that Sawyer never had an easy time getting out of a panic. He glanced at Lydia, then back at Sawyer, then back at Lydia before looking at his sister again. 

Sawyer gave him a pointed look as Stiles' eyes widened, "Ohhh!" He said, making Sawyer close her eyes and sigh while Lydia awkwardly cleared her throat. "Well, maybe you should sign up for a few sessions with the guidance counselor or your therapist." Lydia said making, them look at her before realization crossed over the twins' faces. 

"Morrell." They both run off in the direction of Morrell's office. 

The door into the Guidance Office bangs open and Stiles, Lydia, Sawyer and Anakin hurry inside to find Morrell's desk empty and a girl named Danielle waiting in a chair. "Are you here for Ms. Morrell?" Stiles asked, "No, I thought this was gym class." She said sarcastically, making Lydia look at her with raised eyebrows. "Sweetheart, we're not in the mood for funny. Do you know where she is?" Lydia asked and Daniell scoffed. 

"If I did, I wouldn't be waiting here for twenty minutes! So, how about you two back out the door and wait your turn?" She said and Sawyer rolled her eyes slightly, "Yeah we're not here for a session." She said as she put Anakin's leash back on. "Well I am- and I've got some serious issues to work on." Danielle said. 

"Hey, wait, wait, wait- you're Danielle. You're Heather's best friend." Stiles asked and Danielle sighed slightly, "I was Heather's best friend. We've been working on that issue three times a week." She said as a slight realization crossed over Lydia's features.

"Hold on- did you say Ms. Morrell's twenty minutes late?" Lydia asked and Danielle nodded, "And I don't know why, either. She's always on time." She said and Lydia turned to look at Stiles and Sawyer. "I was seeing her at the beginning of the semester. She was never late." Lydia said. 

"What if we're not the only ones who think she knows something?" Sawyer suggested and Stiles glanced around for a moment, "Then I want to know what she knows." He said. "He looks over the desk and begins rifling through papers. Then moves to her file cabinet, yanking open drawers. "What are you doing?" Sawyer asked and he didn't look up and just continued shuffling through files, "Trying to find her." 

"Those files are private!" Danielle said and Lydia nodded in agreement, "Yeah, she's kind of right." Lydia said and Stiles held up a file. "That one's yours." He said and Lydia instantly grabbed it, "Let me see that." 

"Wait, Lydia- that's your drawing." Sawyer said as Lydia opened the file to see one of her drawings and she nodded slowly, "Yeah, I know. It's a tree." She said. "Good one too." Danielle said, making Lydia smile at her, "Thank you." She said. 

"No, but that's the same one, though." Sawyer said, making them look at him confused, "Same as what?" Lydia asked. "The same one I always see you drawing." Sawyer said and Lydia shrugged, "It's a tree. I like drawing trees." She said and Sawyer shook her head. 

"No, but it's the exact same one. Don't you see? Give me your bag." She said as she grabbed Lydia's bag, unzipped it, and pulled out her notebook. Flipping pages, she finds a drawing of the tree and puts it on the desk to show them. 'There- see?" Sawyer asked and Lydia stared at it in confusion. 

She compares the two drawings, they're exactly the same down to each branch. Sawyer flips the page to a third drawing, then to another. She keeps flipping pages to see that Lydia has been drawing the same tree over and over. "Okay, you can have my session. You got bigger issues." Danielle said before grabbing her bag and walking out, "What is this?" Lydia muttered. 

Sawyer didn't respond, gaze fixed on the drawing, slowly and carefully, she rotated the notebook upside down. From this view, the branches of the tree don't look like branches at all, they look like roots. 

"I know where they are." The twins both said. 

Lydia quickly hurried after Stiles, Sawyer and Anakin, all of them rushing to the exit. "It's the Nemeton. That's where she's keeping them. It has to be." Stiles says and went to say something else but someone called out to them. 

"Stilinski!" Someone called out behind them making them turn around when two Deputies with him, Agent McCall appeared at the end of the corridor. Sawyer sighed in frustration before turning to Lydia, "Okay- go to Derek. He and Peter, they've been there before, so they'll know where it is. Tell them it's the root cellar, all right? They'll know." She said and Lydia nodded before walking away as Agent McCall reached them, a dire expression on his face. 

"Did you know your dad's car is in the school parking lot and has been since last night?" He asked and Sawyer raised her eyebrows, "No, what does that mean?" She asked. 

"It means he's officially missing." 

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The setting sun bleeds in through the windows of the classroom, empty except for Agent McCall, Stiles, Sawyer and Anakin. The man leans against the teachers desk while Stiles and Sawyer sit next to each other on one of the student's desks while Anakin sat on the ground next to Sawyer. "Why am I getting the feeling you both know something that could help us find your dad?" McCall asked and Stiles squinted at him, "If we did, why would we not tell you?" 

"If it meant helping your dad, why wouldn't you?" 

"So, you're asking us to tell you what we wouldn't not tell you?" Sawyer asked and McCall squinted slightly, "First, I have no idea what you just said. Second, how about you just help me help you?" He asked. "Well, we don't know how to help you help me tell you something that would help you if we don't know it." Stiles says, "Are you doing this on purpose?" The man asked and Sawyer sighed. 

"We don't know anything, okay? Can we just go?" Sawyer asked tiredly and Agent McCall sighed. "Where are your other friends?" He asked and the twins raised their eyebrows, "You mean Scott?" They asked. 

"I mean Scott... I mean Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, these twins, Ethan and Aiden... I've been told your whole little clique didn't show up at school today." Agent McCall said as he read off a note, "We don't have a clique." Stiles said and McCall sighed. 

"Guys, come on, There's been a pretty disturbing amount of violent activity in this county in the last few months- several murders tied to this school. I don't know what's going on here, but it's serious. And hey- your dad is missing." He said and the twins glanced down at the ground for a moment. 

The man stared at the two teenagers for a moment before sighing, "Fine. But I don't want you guys going home alone. You have someone you can stay with tonight?" He asked. "They're with me." Someone spoke up, making them all look over at the door to see Deaton standing there. 

⊚

Underneath the examining room light, Deaton meets with Stiles, Sawyer, Lydia, Isaac and Allison, as well as Anakin. "It has to be on a telluric current, or maybe even at the axis of two, or where they all intersect. We just know it's where Derek took Paige to die." Stiles explained, glancing over at Sawyer as she leaned against her elbows on the table and Allison nodded slightly. 

"My dad and Gerard were there, once. But Gerard said it was years ago and he couldn't remember where it was... And, my dad obviously isn't here to tell us now." Allison said and Sawyer sighed and nodded softly, "Yeah, ours too." 

"Then how do we find this place?" Isaac asked and Deaton stepped away, thinking. They each notice his hesitancy, "Doc?" Sawyer asked and Deaton turned to look at her. "There might be a way. I believe you've read about it during your training." He said and she thought for a second before standing up with wide eyes. 

"If we're thinking the same thing then that's incredibly dangerous, right?" Sawyer asked and Deaton sighed and nodded, "It might be the only way. We're gonna need Scott." 

⊚ 

By the Jeep's headlights, Stiles, Sawyer and Deaton wait in the darkness. Hearing the crunch of leaves underfoot, they turn to see Scott step into the light, "How'd you guys find out?" Scott asked. 

"Lydia. You?" 

"Morrell. None of the other Alphas know where it is, either." Scott said and Stiles sighed, "So, if this works, are you gonna tell them?" He asked and Scott looked down sighing before looking back up at them. "I can't stop Jennifer without them." He said, making Sawyer and Stiles glanced at each other before nodding while an awkward silence settled around all of them. 

"How about we concentrate on finding your parents first?" Deaton said and they nodded, "What's the plan?" Scott asked. Deaton looked over at Sawyer, making her sigh, "Essentially, you, Allison, Stiles or I need to be surrogate sacrifices for our parents." Sawyer said, making Scott's eyes widen. 

"We die for them?" 

"But they can bring us back!" Stiles says before turning to Sawyer and Deaton with a hopeful look, "You can bring us back, right?" He asked and Sawyer sighed. "You remember the part where I said it was dangerous?" She asked and he nodded. 

"If it goes right, the three of you will be dead for a few seconds... But, there's something else you need to think about." Deaton said and Sawyer nodded in agreement, "This is dangerous for a lot of reasons." She said before looking at Deaton. 

"You'll be giving power back to the Nemeton, a place that hasn't had power for a long time. This kind of power is like a magnet- it attracts the supernatural, the kind of things that a family like the Argents can fill a bestiary with. It will draw them here, like a beacon." Deaton explained and Stiles pursed his lips and nodded slightly. 

"Doesn't sound worse than anything we've already seen..." 

"You'd be surprised at what you haven't seen yet." Deaton said, making Stiles look at Scott and Sawyer wide eyed. "Is that it?" Scott asked and Deaton shook his head. "No. It'll also have an effect on the three of you. You won't be able to see it, but you'll feel it... every day, for the rest of your lives. It'll be a kind of... darkness around your heart, and permanent, like a... like a scar." He explained and Scott nodded. 

"Like a tattoo." 

⊚ 

Deaton, Lydia and Isaac pour ice into the three tubs of water already filled with the leaves and berries of mistletoe while Scott, Stiles, Sawyer and Allison step toward the tubs, each holding an item in their hands. 

"All right. What did you bring?" Deaton asked as they all moved to stand around the tubs. Stiles raises Stilinski's Sheriff badge, "Um, we got my dad's badge. Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand, so we tried hammering it out a little bit. Still doesn't look right." Stiles said. 

"It doesn't have to look perfect if it has meaning." Deaton said and the twins glanced at each other before looking at the badge. Next to them, Allison holds up a bullet. "Is that an actual silver bullet?" Isaac asked and Allison nodded, "My dad made it. It's kind of a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a Hunter, we forge a silver bullet as a testament to the Code." 

"Scott?" Deaton asked and everyone looked at Scott as he held up a watch, "My dad got my mom this watch when she first got hired at the hospital. She used to say it was the only thing in their marriage that ever worked." He said and Deaton nodded before looking at Stiles and Sawyer. 

"Which one of you is going under?" Deaton asked, "I am." Sawyer said immediately, while taking her flannel off making both Stiles and Lydia look at her worriedly. "What?" They both asked, and Sawyer took a deep breath and nodded, "I'm the older twin... I should be prepared to make some sacrifices." She said as she took the badge from her brother. 

"You dont have to do this-" Stiles started to say, making Sawyer look at him, "I'm not gonna change my mind, Stiles." She said and he sighed softly before nodding slightly. "I'm doing this." Sawyer said, looking back at Deaton who smiled softly and nodded.

"Okay. The three of you will get in. Each of us will hold you under until you're essentially... well, dead. But, it's not just someone to hold you under- it needs to be someone who can pull you back, someone with a strong connection to you. A kind of emotional tether." Deaton said, making Allison grab Lydia's hand and started to walk towards a tub. 

"Wait." Deaton said, making them stop, "Isaac, you go with Allison." Deaton said and they all looked at him shocked. Allison and Isaac glanced at each other before looking at Scott, who nodded slightly, "It's okay." He said. "Sawyer." Deaton said, making Sawyer look at him, "You have a choice between Lydia and Stiles." He said, making Sawyer glance at Lydia. 

Lydia stared at her for a moment before smiling softly, "It should be your brother who does it. You guys have a deeper connection." Lydia said, making Sawyer and Stiles glance at each other before nodding slightly.

Scott, Allison and Sawyer walked over to the tubs and carefully stepped into the ice and mistletoe-filled tubs. Sawyer sucked in a deep breath, looking over at Lydia, who watched her worriedly as she slowly lowered into the freezing cold water. Deaton, Stiles and Isaac take their positions behind them at the head of the tubs. 

Already shivering, Sawyer turned to Scott, "By the way, if I don't make it back and you do, you should probably know... Your dad's in town... Just wanna beat Stiles to telling you that." Sawyer said, making Scott's eyes widen. 

Seated in the water, Allison, Scott and Sawyer share a look. A silent moment between them, Allison and Sawyer both waiting for Scott's lead. He takes a breath and gives them a nod and one-by-one, they submerge beneath the ice and mistletoe, none of them even fighting Deaton, Stiles or Isaac as they hold them under.