"IF JACKSON DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S DOING, THEN HE PROBABLY DOESN'T KNOW THAT SOMEONE'S CONTROLLING HIM." ALLISON SAID OVER THE PHONE.
"Or he doesn't remember." Scott said.
"What if it's the same kind of thing that happened with Lydia when she took off from the hospital?" Stiles guessed.
"A fugue stake?" She questioned.
"He'd have to forget everything. The murder." Scott said.
"Getting out of blood."
"But he had help with one thing though, the video. Maybe someone else helped him forget that." Hazel said.
"Whoever's controlling him." Scott said, nodding.
"Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?" Allison asked.
"He thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing." Stiles said.
"So, do we try and convince him he's not?" Allison asked them.
"If it helps us find out who's controlling him, then yeah." Hazel answered.
"Do you think he'll talk to us after what we did?"
"Yeah, it's us. He'll talk to us." Stiles simply answered, thinking that nothing could go wrong in hope as he stopped and look up to the two. "Right?"
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Sheriff Stilinski had called Scott's and Hazel's mother when they were inside a room, sitting by the table and listening to the Sheriff.
He had his folders while reading out. "You will not go within 50 feet of Jackson Whittemore. You will not speak to him. You will not approach him. You will not assault or harass him physically or psychologically." He slammed the folders down the table when the room fell silent.
"What about school?" Awkwardly, Stiles asked.
"You can attend classes while attempting to maintain a 50-foot distance." He replied.
"Okay, what if we both have to use the bathroom at the same time and there's only two stalls available only right next to each other?" The parent's sighed in annoyance and crossed their arms at Stiles questions. But Sheriff Stlinski only stared at him which gave Stiles the permission to stop b the Look he gave him. "I'll just hold it."
âDavidâ walked out of the room after the conversation was over while Sheriff Stilinski and Stiles were talking outside of the door.
Melissa watched the siblings that awkwardly stood there and looking around but their mother. "Come on."
They followed her just to see Stiles arguing with his father. They stopped when they saw Stiles but Melissa wouldn't let them.
"Move."
She gently pushed them and walked by the hallway when she turned them around to face her. "It's not just this. Although, a restraining order is a new low that I didn't think that you would reach quite this soon. It's everything in top of it. The completely bizarre behavior, the late nights coming home, having to beg Mr. Harris for you to make up that chemistry test that you two missed."
"We missed a chemistry test?" Scott questioned. Hazel was confused too.
"Really you two? Really?" Disappointedly, she sighed. "I have to ground you two, I am grounding you. You are grounded." She grosses her arms when Stiles arrived from behind a few inches away.
"What about work?" Scott asked her.
"Fine. Other than work. And no TV." Hazel's eyes went wide.
"Waitâ whyâ oh..." She chuckled. "I don't have a TV in my room so. I'm good." She smiled in relief.
"That goes for no more laptops." That's when her smile fell.
"The TV's broken." Scott said.
"Then no computer." Melissa stressed out.
"I need the computer for school."
"Yeah, along with my laptop." Hazel joined in.
"Then no, uh..." She turned around to look at Stiles before turning back to them. "No Stiles."
Stiles frowned and sprinted towards her. "Whatâ No Stiles?"
"No Stiles!" Melissa raised her voice to make it Stiles clear making Stiles back away with a frown on his face. "And no more car privileges. Give me your keys." She mentioned to Scott. Scott sighed until she yelled at him. "Give 'em to me!"
Scott moved his hand to his pocket just to grab the key and passed them to his Mother. She searched for the key and then tried to plug it out of the key fob.
"Oh, for the love of God." Melissa muttered as she struggled with the keys.
"Mom, do you want me toâ"
"No." She snapped.
"Mom, come on, let me justâ Mom." She still kept trying when Scott placed his hands on Melissa's. "Mom."
She let out a sigh and looked at Scott. "What is going on with you? You too." She turned to Hazel before looking back at Scott. "Is this about Allison?"
Stiles from the back quickly shook his head towards them. Scott sighed and went silent. "Do you really wanna know?"
Melissa nodded. "Yeah."
But Stiles meant otherwise, that it would be a bad decision to tell her and frustratedly shook his head towards them.
"Uhâ"
"Is this about your father?" Melissa questioned. That's when Stiles quickly nodded towards them and the two looked at him then back to Melissa. "It is, isn't it?"
Scott and Hazel looked back to Stiles when the brunette slowly shook her head at him as Stiles nodded in return.
"Okay, you know whatâ um... we'll talk about this at home. I'm gonna go get the car." She walked past them, watching her leave.
That's when the two siblings turned their heads to Stiles that stood there and walked towards him. "I'm the worst son ever."
Hazel snorted and glared. "With me overthinking it."
"Well, not exactly winning any prizes either." The three watched David argue with Sheriff Stilinski, yelling at him about the chaotic teens in disappointment.
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Scott, Stiles and Hazel were waiting for Allison behind the bookshelves by the library. Since every camera was set up for an interesting reason, they had to come up with a plan.
When Allison stalked over to the opposite, she pretended to place a book in the shelf but it was an IPad, given over to Scott that took it.
He opened the IPad and zoomed right into the texts that was written about the Kanima. "It's everything Lydia can translat. And trust me, she was very confused." Allison whispered.
"Yeah, what'd you tell her?" Scott looked over to her as the other two along did for the answer.
"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." She explained.
"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Stiles spoke up making the three turn their heads to him.
"Oâ oh." Allison awkwardly looked to Scott. "Great."
"Yeah. Very... uninterested." Hazel glared at Stiles that gestured the same.
"Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?" Scott questioned her.
"Not really. But Stiles was right about the murderers." That made Stiles move his fist at that.
"Yes!" He gritted.
"He calls it Kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about this South American priest," She looked around for safety. "who uses the Kanima to execute murderers in his village."
"Alright, see? So maybe it's not all that bad." Stiles said, mentioning his hand to Allison.
"Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to."
"All bad, all very, very bad." Stiles added and Hazel was ready to think that he was hit by a rock on his head or he was in his own mood again.
"Here's the thing, though. The Kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't beâ" She stopped mid once she saw a student arriving to choose a for another book but then walked off.
" 'Until it resolves that in its past which manifested.' " Scott read it in a way of finishing the mid explanation for her as the other two looked up.
"Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself." Hazel said to her brother.
Allison sighed. "What if it has something to do with his parents?" She whispered in wonder, making them look up to her. "His real parents."
"Yeah, does anybody actually know what happened to them?" Scott questioned.
"Lydia might." Stiles said, nodding at that.
"What if she doesn't know anything?" Hazel questioned.
"Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me," Allison said while pretending to place a book in the shelf. "so i'll talk to myself."
"Okay, what do I do?" Scott asked her.
"You have a make-up exam, remember?" Allison grinned a bit.
Scott looked over to the other two behind him with Hazel that had a forced smile on her lips and Stiles that sighed with a nod.
Allison placed her hand on Scott's that was rested on the empty spot of the shelf in between them and gripped on her hand in response. "Promise me."
"If he does anything, you run the other way." Scott reassured her. He always wanted to keep her safe and that's what his worries were mostly about. Because that's where his weakness belonged to.
"I can take care of myself." Allison whispered and Hazel tried her best to not roll her eyes at that respond.
"Allison, if you get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test, someone's going to need to take care of me. If he does anythingâ"
"Like?"
"Anything weird or bizarreâ anything!" That's wren Stiles moved his head right through the Shelf just to be face to face with Allison.
"Anything evil!" He added until Allison pressed his head backwards making him gag a sound and stand back straight in awkward.
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