I raced down the halls of the hospital, using the darkened lights to conceal me further from the twins. It was extremely dangerous for me to be running around this hospital, not only were there a pair of homicidal alpha twins running after be but their leader was also trying to find me. As if that couldn't have gotten any worse the topping on the cake were these damn heels that already tired my feet and loudly announced wherever I was. I had been running for 5 minutes, Megatron somewhere near.

It was beginning to take a toll on me and I knew at some point I needed to stop and fight. I wasn't going to keep running from them.

I stopped at the base of two sets of hallways, looking around for any type of help. The long breath of relief escapes me as I turn, cracking my back and neck.

It's now or never.

Their combined footsteps pounce down the halls, sending tiny vibrations all the way to my heels.

Once they turn the corner and stare directly at me they growl lowly.

I huff out once," okay guys. I know you're on this whole fight to the death thing you've got going on but need I remind you, I have heels on, been running my ass around this place for an entire fucking hour, and I'm moody because I haven't eaten since 1. Do you think we can skip this thing and y'all can pretend you've lost."

In response they growl, standing like they are about to pounce.

I roll my eyes, digging my heels into the ground and running forward,"wrong choice. I would have bought you guys dinner after this but now I'm going to have to kick your asses."

They swipe at me the moment I get near, but I duck their hand and send a powerful blow to their chest. It barely moves them back, but it's enough for me to kick out my foot and get them with a satisfying crunchy.

My kick has some drawbacks though, in retaliation they manage to swipe their forearm out. It connects with my waist, sending me straight into the nearest wall. My back connects with it and cracks the walls, small pieces of the drywall fallowing on my head as I cursed out in pain. They huffed, standing in front of me with authority as is skidded to the ground.

"Fuck you guys," I groaned, popping my bones back into place.

They went to take a step forward when from out of the blue Scott came rushing in, he used one of the walls as leverage and kicked off it. Sending a power punch straight to their jaw Scott skid across the flier ahead of me. This gained their attention significantly and gave me enough time to climb up their back and place my arms around them. I wrapped them like a boa, holding on for dear life as they tried scratching back at me, and Scott punched their face. At some point they managed to grab a tight hold on my shirt and flung me forward. Scotts hands went to catch me, unfortunately at the velocity I was thrown we both landed on the ground. Scott composed himself, gripping my arm and pushing me back as the twins stalked forward.

"Where is she?" They growled out, "We're trying not to hurt you."

I spit out blood, scrunching my nose in distaste. Scott and I spoke in the same moment, "Try harder."

They growled, going O attack when from behind them Melissa McCalls voice yelled out, "Hey! I'd like to try something."

She used a defibrillator to shock the sense out of each twin, sending the monster to the floor, unconscious. Scott and I watched shocked after a few moments before Melissa walked forward, Imeldac Scott, get up! Come on."

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"So he didn't say anything else?" I questioned. Walking forward with Scott and his mother.

"He just let me go, said it was a gesture of goodwill. No other reason." Melissa explained, nodding her head. Somehow I was doubtful, pursing my lips and knowing there was something else in the play.

"He had to have a reason." Scott voices my thoughts. "I don't think he does anything without a reason."

"Well, if that means I should continue to be profoundly terrified, then don't worry about it. I got that covered." Melissa answers.

We go to turn the corner and back down to find a way out when a gun is pointed at us, with some very familiar faces behind it.

"Oh we need to start tracking all of us cause one of these days I will die from shock," I huffed, looking at both Argents and Isaac.

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"So then they're essentially trapped?" Chris asks, Scott having formed us that Derek and Jennifer were currently locked in one of the elevators.

"Yeah, right. There's no way of getting them out without turning the power back on." Scott goes on, all of standing around and talking. We were on high alert, Allison gripping the boy she had in her right hand a little tighter. My eyes kept straying from them to our surroundings like her, I was just waiting for one of them to show up. We had lost the twins long ago yet it seemed like they lurked around every corner.

"But wait, wait, wait, if the power's back on, they're gonna hear the elevator moving, right" Isaac gained my attention once moreC my head twisting back to look at the group.

"And they'll be on Jennifer and Derek as soon as it stops. We can't get in a fight with them." I added, tapping my fingers on the table.

"You've got us now." Chris reassured us.

I prided my lips while Scott answered, "It's too much to risk. They want her dead, and if she dies, there's nothing that we can do for Stiles's dad or Cora."

"I don't even think I know which teacher this is." Chris mumbles.

"She's... she's the one with the brown hair. She's kind of hot." Isaac informs him. All of us shooting him a dry eyed look, so he rephrased. "No, it's jus... just an observation."

I roll my eyes at him, mumbling something about him being an idiot.

Allison speaks up then, peeking out interest. "I've got an idea."

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"Are you nervous?" Melissa asks me as we quietly make our way through the halls. I had taken my shoes off and now carried them in my hand, walking around in only my slippery socks.

"I feel like this isn't going to work, Scott's off on his own without anyone, Derek is with that bitch, and Stiles is with Peter. I don't like any of it," I answer her.

"I know, I'm terrified for them. This has to work though, otherwise we wouldn't be doing it," she tries to help.

I nod,"let's just do this as quickly as possible. The sooner we are back together, the better."

"Okay," she nods, both of us climbing stairs," now would be a horrible time to bring up you and my son?"

If I wasn't so concentrated on getting things done I would have dropped dead.

"How?" I whip my head around, to look at her with blushed cheeks and crazed eyes.

She smiling but keeping up a steady pace, "come on. You guys had me with the werewolf thing but I would not be a good mother if I didn't catch that. I see the way he looks at you and I bet you're anxious above all things for him. I've felt that before, once you feel it there's no going back. You'll always remember it, regardless if it's on someone else's face."

I was at a loss for words, never in my life did I imagine myself having the conversation with Melissa McCall. Sure, before Scott and I had feelings for one another I could talk to his mother about anything but now it felt difficult to speak about this, especially since now it was her son.

"Look, I'm not angry. I'm actually thrilled you're with him," she goes on.

"Oh we are not—" I go to correct her.

"Not together? Honey please, the way he is constantly making sure you're near him and you looking at him means you are together. I just want you to know that I love what you guys have. You're good for him, I can see you keep him grounded and remind him not to be so serious. Scotts had a tough time since his father left and when he broke up with Allison I thought he was going to revert back but you... whatever you have done is working. I see him smile to himself sometimes," she explains as we climb up the stairs.

I give her a gentle smile," well I better keep you safe then. If I get lost Scotts going to be pissed off, if you get lost he will be devastated."

"I think that's for either of us," she laughs.

Once we reach the generators I shut my eyes, listening into the sounds coming from down below. It's still, not a single voice is heard and then the footsteps commence.

The pressing of heels, tapping away and running at full speed. I know the plans been set in motion and Allison is currently impersonating Jennifer Blake.

"Now?" She questions, her fingers ready to pull.

"And..." the steps stop and the gunshots commence. I nod my head at her, the lever immediately sets everything off.

It's like bringing life back into a monster, both of us sighing in relief as the plan has worked. The building starts to sound with various lights turning back on and the elevator once gain working.

"Okay, let's get out of here," I comment, walking back when my feet halt.

Melissa next to me whips her head around,"what's happened?"

The other beating heart between us is accompanied by the side of a tick. It sounds like a stick being gently hit against the ground. I know the only person that could be.

"Run," I say, turning my head to her and pushing her towards the exit. "Run and don't look back. Get out of here."

"What? I'm not leaving you," she tries to protest.

"You have too, I'll be fine. You just need to go," I pull her along, Melissa slightly struggles.

"No! Imelda!" She struggles.

I push her back into the hospital stairway, grabbing the door.

"You're going! Otherwise he will kill the both of us!" The door I've been holding shuts in her face and locks.

I can hear her scream my name various times, knocking against the door but it's of no use. His heartbeat gets closer, as I turn.

"Sweetheart, you are a resilient one." Deucalion speaks to me, the growls and gunshots going on underneath.

I step closer, swallowing my fear and crossing my arms, "if you're going to kill me do it already. I don't need a life story."

"Oh I'm not going to kill you. I have decided to take a different step about that. Besides, I want you to watch something," he steps forward, my feet dragging back in the same moment. Deucalion pulls my arm, locking it with his own and pulling me with him.

"What are we watching?" I ask after a moment.

"You are going to watch as everything goes up in flames. Guardians, Imelda, it's a tricky word." He speaks.

"What are you saying," I question, keeping my heartbeat steady as I search for any signs of distress.

"You should know." He speaks, holding back a smile. "They aren't just protectors, or like Stilinski police men. No, guardians can be simpler."

Simpler... what would be a simple guardian. A protector...

"I suppose it's a little more difficult for you to grasp," he comments.

And it clicks, my body reacting faster.

"NO!" I yell, lurching towards the door as he stops me," MELISSA!"

"It's already been done, nothing you can do. You can let the rest of her plan set in or we can stop her once and for all." Deucalion halts me.

"What?" I question, trying to get out of his grip," you're insane!"

"Now darling, why don't you just take into consideration my proposition. I'm sure Scott you and you can both come to some sort of agreement."

"Scott—" I speak his name, watching as he solemnly comes up the stairs. He looks at me defeated.

"They're gone. Guardians, Scott. If you were with me, I could've told you what it meant." Deucalion's speaks to him, pausing to let me go. I run forward, grabbing at Scotts swayed to keep him here with me. "I could've warned you. Let me help you, Scott. Let's help each other. You both help me catch her, and I'll help you get your mother and Stiles's father back. Tell you what, I'll only ask one of you come with me now. The other can stay. Although it won't do her any good seeing as how she's Jennifer's finale target."

Look looks down at me, slowly detaching my fingers from him," no Scott! No! You are not going with him!"

"It'll be okay. I have to go, he will kill you if I don't," he murmurs.

"Scott don't do it," I plead, rain coming down hard around us so it masks my tears," please stay here with me. Stay here."

"Scott. Scott, don't do this. Don't go with him." From behind us Stiles begins speaking making both of us turning. My grip doesn't loosen on his jacket, keeping my him with me.

"I don't know what else to do." Scott speaks, his voice weak.

"Scott..." I refuse to let him think this way.

"No, there's g... Scott, there's got to be something else, okay? We always... we always have a plan B." Stiles insists, looking at me as Scott shakes his head.

"Not this time." Scott says Mac dropping my hands.

"Scott." We both say to him as he walks around me. It's no use, I can see this one has already been lost.

"I'm gonna find your dad. I promise. You both take care of each other," he says before leaving with Deucalion.

"Scott!" I scream out amidst the rain, Stiles holding me to his body as I attempt not to fall.

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Guys I have just realized there is 2 more episodes, 2 MORE FREAKING EPISODES BEFORE 3A IS OVER AND THEN WE GO BATSHIT!

LISTEN I WONT SAY MUCH ABOUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN BUT ILL LEAVE YOU WITH THIS!

"We're all in the same game; just different levels. Dealing with the same devil; just different hells."
-Anon

Okay would you guys like a sneak peak next chapter? Possible tomorrow or Sunday!

-Ash.💜💜