Ares's Pov

As soon as we left the party we went to Stiles's house to tell Mr. Stilinski everything.

Well, obviously not everything.

But we're going to tell him that Matt is behind the killings.

Right now the four of us were in Stiles's room surrounding his desk as we stared down at a yearbook that had Matt's picture circled.

"So this kid's the real killer?" Mr. Stilinski asked.

"Yeah" Stiles nodded.

Scott and I nodded too.

"No" Mr. Stilinski shook his head.

"Yes!" Stiles yelled.

"No" Mr. Stilinski shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Dad, come on. Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, ok? So all he had to do is, like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common" Stiles explained.

"Yeah, except for the fact that the rave promoter Kara wasn't in Harris's class" Mr. Stilinski reminded him.

"Alright, ok, you're right, sorry. Then I guess they dropped the charges against him?" Stiles asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mr. Stilinski was silent for a few seconds before shaking his head.

"No, you know what? They're not dropping the charges. But that doesn't prove anything" Mr. Stilinski said.

Stiles groaned while Scott and I sighed.

"Scott, Ares, do you guys believe this?" Mr. Stilinski asked.

"Yes. I always believe Stiles no matter what" I sternly said.

Stiles smiled at me and kissed my cheek, making me smile back at him.

"It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta trust us. We know it's Matt" Scott added.

"Yeah, he took Harris's car" I said.

"Look, he knew that if a cop found tire tracks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris's class, that they'd arrest him" Stiles finished.

"Alright, fine. I'll allow the remote possibility, but give me a motive. I mean, why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?" Mr. Stilinski asked.

Yeah...

That's something we're still trying to look into.

Because we still aren't sure as to why Matt would want those people dead.

"Isn't it obvious? Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in, like, six years" Stiles scoffed.

I groaned and shook my head with Scott doing the same thing.

Mr. Stilinski sighed causing Stiles to wave his arms around.

"Ok, we don't have a motive yet. I mean, come on, does Harris?" Stiles asked.

His dad remained silent for a few seconds before sighing.

"What do you want me to do?" Mr. Stilinski asked.

This made us sigh in relief, happy that he was willing to help even if he's still unsure.

"We need to look at the evidence" Scott told him. 

"Yeah, that would be in the station, where I no longer work" Mr. Stilinski reminded us.

Oh, right...

That might be a little hard.

"Trust me, they'll let you in" Stiles told his dad.

"Trust you?" Mr. Stilinski asked, pointing a finger at him.

Stiles rolled his eyes before pointing over at Scott and I.

"Trust...trust Scott and Ares?" Stiles asked.

Mr. Stilinski thought about it for a bit before humming

"Scott, I trust a bit. Ares, I trust alot" Mr. Stilinski nodded.

Scott looked a little offended at that while I chuckled before smiling.

At The Station

The three of us walked into the station, Stiles and I holding hands, and the woman at the front desk raised an eyebrow.

"It's 2:00 in the morning" she said.

"Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important" Mr. Stilinski told her.

"We look at the hospital stuff first, ok" Stiles whispered.

I nodded while Scott looked confused. 

"Why?" Scott asked. 

"Because all the murders were committed by Jackson, except for one, you remember?" I asked.

"The pregnant girl, Jessica" Scott nodded in realization.

"Yeah. Since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hospital could've seen him" Stiles said.

We look over at Stiles's dad and the woman at the front desk.

She sighed before nodding her head slightly, giving him permission to go in.

"Thank you" Mr. Stilinski said, offering her a faint smile. 

He looks at us and says, "boys".

He walks into his office with the three of us following behind him.

Now we're inside his office and watching the camera footage from the hospital.

And so far we didn't find anything.

"I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this, there was a six-car pile-up that night. The hospital was jammed" Mr. Stilinski said.

"Alright, just keep going. Look, he had to have passed one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, ok. He's gotta be on the footage somewhere" Stiles said.

We continue watching the footage when we see someone walk past the camera.

"Oh, hold on, stop! Did you see that? Scroll back" Scott quickly said.

Mr. Stilinski did as told. 

And we see Matt, maybe not his face, but we know it's him just by looking at the footage.

"That's him! That's Matt!" Stiles yelled.

But his father didn't look convinced and just shrugged.

"All I see is the back of someone's head" Mr. Stilinski said.

"Matt's head, yeah. I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium, it's weird" Stiles told him.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Stilinski asked.

"Alright, fine, then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?" Stiles asked.

"Babe, literally millions of people. I know since Em owns a handful" I sighed. 

Mr. Stilinski pointed at me while nodding causing Stiles to sigh.

"Ok, can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras" Scott said.

Stiles and I nodded to which Mr. Stilinski sighed before scrolling forward.

He kept it going before Stiles stopped him.

"Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again" Stiles said, pointing at Matt onscreen.

"You mean there's the back of his head again" Mr. Stilinski rolled his eyes. 

"Ok, but look. He's talking to someone" I pointed out.

Stiles nodded causing Mr. Stilinski to zoom in a little more so we could see the person he's talking to.

"He's talking to my mom" Scott gasped, his eyes widening.

Mine and Stiles's eyes widen as does Mr. Stilinski's.

The three of us order for Scott to call his mom and he easily does.

We wait for a little bit before she picks up and Scott doesn't hesitate to ask if she saw Matt at the hospital.

He put her on speaker so we could all hear her.

"Scott, you know how many people I deal with in a day?" Ms. McCall asked.

"This one's 16 he's got dark hair, looks like a normal teenager" Scott told her.

"Yeah, he looks evil" Stiles added. 

"Scott, I already talked to the police about this" Ms. McCall sighed.

"Ok, Ms. Mcall, Scott's gonna take a picture and send it to you" I told her.

Scott nodded and did as told.

"Did you get it?" Scott asked.

"Yeah" Ms. McCall said. 

"Do you recognize him? Do you remember him?" I asked.

"Yeah, I did. I mean, I remember I stopped him because he was tracking mud in the hall" Melissa said.

This made the four of us look at each other.

Mr. Stilinski looked like he was slowly believing us about that guy in the footage being Matt.

"Scott, what's going on?" Ms. McCall asked, concerned.

"It's nothing, mom. I'll explain later. I gotta go" Scott told her.

He quickly hung up and the four of us went back to our investigation.

"We've got shoe prints alongside the tire tracks at the trailer site" Mr. Stilinski said, grabbing a folder. 

"And if they match, that puts Matt at the scene of three murders. The trailer, the hospital, and the rave" Stiles nodded. 

"Actually, four. A credit card receipt for an oil change was signed by Matt at the garage where the mechanic was killed" Mr. Stilinski explained.

"When?" Stiles and I asked. 

"A couple hours before you got there" Mr. Stilinski said, looking at his son.

"Alright, dad, if one's an incident, two's a coincidence, and three's a pattern, what's four?" Stiles asked.

"Four's enough for a warrant" Mr. Stilinski finished with a grin.

Hell yeah.

"Scott, call your mom back, see how quick she can get here. If I can get an official ID, I can get a search warrant" Mr. Stilinski said. 

Scott nodded and quickly did as told.

"Stiles, go to the front desk. Tell them to let Scott's mom in when she gets here" Mr. Stilinski said.

"On it" Stiles nodded and rushed out of the room.

We waited for a bit as Mr. Stilinski paced around the room while Scott called his mother.

Scott hangs up and pockets his phone before turning to us.

"She's on her way here" Scott said.

I sighed and nodded.

But, for some reason, Mr. Stilinski was silent.

"Sheriff?" Scott asked, confused.

The two of us turn to look at him and we see that his attention is on something else.

We turn around and our eyes widen when we see Stiles entering the room with Matt behind him.

Not only that but Matt had a gun with him.

Oh god...

Matt shoved Stiles forward and I quickly grabbed my boyfriends arm and pulled him close.

"Matt? It's Matt, right?" Mr. Stilinski asked, holding his hands up. 

Matt said nothing and just nodded his head.

"Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun" Mr. Stilinski said.

"You know, it's funny you say that, because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are" Matt said.

I gripped Stiles's arm tightly and he moved closer in front of me.

"I know you don't wanna hurt people" Mr. Stilinski said.

"Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people. You four weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded. Actually, the only one that could probably get out of this alive is Ares" Matt smiled.

This made me frown in confusion.

Why the hell is he willing to let me get out of this alive?

I know that should relieve me but it doesn't since I don't want Stiles, his dad and Scott dying.

"Oh, and one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing. That could definitely get someone hurt" Matt said. 

We all look at Scott and see him quickly taking his hand out of his pocket.

But it was too late.

"Everyone. Now!" Matt yelled.

"Come on" Mr. Stilinski told us, keeping his eyes on Matt.

All of us sigh before taking our phones out and setting it on the desk.

Matt nodded before ordering us to leave and we do.

Stiles wraps an arm tightly around my shoulders while I hold onto his arm.

Matt takes us to the holding cells and orders for Mr. Stilinski to sit down which he does.

He then grabs Stiles and pulls him off of me and demands that he handcuffs his dad to the wall.

Stiles obviously doesn't want to but he has no choice.

He handcuffs his dad, making sure the cuff wasn't too tight around his wrist, but Matt shakes his head.

"Tighter" Matt demanded.

Stiles wanted to protest but his dad quickly steps in.

"Do what he says, Stiles" Mr. Stilinski told him.

Stiles sighs before doing as told.

Matt nods in satisfaction before shoving Stiles back over to Scott and I.

I grab his arm and he quickly wraps his arm back around my shoulders and holds me tightly.

Matt gestures for the three of us to move and, even though we don't want to leave Mr. Stilinski alone, we do as we're told.

As we walk down the hallway we stop when we see dead bodies of many officers lying on the ground.

"Oh god" I muttered, burying my face into Stiles's shoulder.

Stiles pressed his lips together in a thin line and just tightens his hold on me.

"What, are you gonna kill everyone in here?" Scott asked in disbelief.

"No, that's what Jackson's for. I just think about killing them, and he does it" Matt tells him with a smile.

He shoves us forward and we continue walking with no choice.

Considering Matt is the one with the gun and he could shoot us at any given moment.

Matt takes us back to the office and demands that we destroy the evidence so that none of it gets traced back to him.

He sits down on a chair, the gun still being pointed at us, and waits for us to do as told.

And, of course, we do as told.

Scott and I shred the papers while Stiles gets rid of everything on the computer.

"Deleted. And we're done" Stiles loudly said. 

"Alright, so, Matt, since all the people you brutally murdered deserved it because they killed you first, whatever that means, I think we're good here, right?" I asked.

We've done what he's asked and he can let us go.

He better let us go.

"So I'll just get my dad, and we'll go, you know? You continue on the whole vengeance thing. Enjoy the Kanima" Stiles sarcastically said.

Matt opens his mouth to say something but stops when he sees something.

We turn around to see car lights shining from outside.

"Sounds like your mom's here, McCall" Matt said, looking at Scott.

"Matt, don't do this. When she comes to the door, I'll just tell her to leave. I'll tell her we didn't find anything. Please, Matt" Scott begged.

He didn't want his mom involved in any of this.

He wants her to leave so that way she'll be safe.

And hopefully get some help so we can get out of this mess.

"If you don't move now, I'm gonna knock Ares out with my gun" Matt said.

I swallowed thickly while Stiles glared at Matt and moved protectively in front of me.

"Then I'll kill Stiles and then your mom" Matt finished.

Scott frowned at that, clear panic shown in his eyes.

Matt makes us leave the office and we do and now we're standing at the door that led to the front desk lobby.

"Open it" Matt ordered.

"Please" Scott begged.

"Open the door" Matt demanded.

Scott closed his eyes and swallowed thickly.

I hold onto Stiles's arm tightly as we watch Scott slowly open the door.

But our eyes widen when we see that it's not Ms. McCall.

It's Derek and Em.

"Oh thank god" Scott breathed out in relief.

Stiles did the same while I smiled at seeing my sister and her boyfriend/mate.

But that smile went away when I saw that Derek looked sorry and Em looked annoyed.

"Don't celebrate yet" Em warned us.

Scott and Stiles frown and go to ask why but stop when Derek suddenly falls to the ground.

What the...

The three of us look up to see Jackson, who was half transformed as the Kanima, and he smirked faintly at us.

Oh well that's just great.

Jackson shoves Em forward causing her to stumble but Scott catches her and steadies her.

Matt walks over to Derek, causing the alpha werewolf to look up at him, and crouches down a bit.

"This is the one controlling him? This kid?" Derek asked.

"I was expecting something more" Em muttered.

Stiles and I stifled our laughter while Scott chuckled quietly.

"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf" Matt told him.

Derek's eyes widen slightly causing Matt to release a chuckle. 

"Oh, yeah, that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, hunters, Kanimas. It's like a fricking Halloween party every full moon" Matt grinned.

He looked at Em and I.

I tensed while Em scooted closer to me protectively.

"Not including the Archer siblings since they're the ones that should hunt werewolves. Isn't that right? I mean, that's what your parents did" Matt said.

Em and I glared at him.

"Our parents weren't like the other hunters. They only hunted the ones that were truly bad. They never hunted werewolves" Em scowled.

Exactly.

Our parents were the good ones since they never would've done what the Argents too.

And lets not forget that freaking Kate is the one that set the entire Hale house on fire.

Killing everyone inside.

Including our parents.

"Whatever" Matt rolled his eyes.

He then looks at Stiles.

"The same goes for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?" Matt asked.

"Abominable snowman. But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know, seasonal" Stiles told him.

Matt gives him a weird look before looking behind him.

He nodded his head and suddenly Stiles is slashed from behind.

Scott, Em and I turn around to see Jackson standing behind my boyfriend.

"Hey!" Scott yelled, going to attack him.

But Jackson holds up a hand, showing off his claws, indicating that if any of us tried anything we would be next.

"You bitch" Stiles scowled.

He tries to hold himself up but fails.

He falls and ends up landing on top of Derek.

"Stiles!" I yelled.

I tried walking forward to check on him but Matt aimed his gun at him which stopped me.

Derek groaned in pain before moving his head a little to look at Matt.

"Get him off of me" Derek demanded.

"Oh, I don't know, Derek. I think you two make a pretty good pair" Matt grinned.

Derek and Stiles glared at him as did Em and I.

He does realize he's saying this while their lovers, Em and I, are standing right here.

"It must kinda suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless" Matt mocked.

"Still got some teeth. Why don't you get down here a little closer, huh? We'll see how helpless I am" Derek scowled. 

"Yeah, bitch" Stiles added.

Matt opens his mouth to say something but stops when he hears a car pulling up.

Actually, we all do.

And something tells me it's...

"Is that her?" Matt asked, looking at Scott.

It's Scott's mom.

It has to be since he told nobody else to come but her. 

Matt stands up and looks at Scott.

"Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her. I won't even let Jackson near her" Matt said.

Scott looks conflicted, the same can be said for Em and I.

"Scott, don't trust him!" Stiles yelled.

Matt groans in annoyance before grabbing Stiles and pulls him off of Derek.

He moves him so that he's lying on his back on the ground and presses his foot down onto Stiles's chest.

"No, babe!" I yelled, my eyes wide with fear.

I tried to shove Matt off of him but Em grabbed my arm, holding me back.

"This work better for ya?" Matt asked, looking at Scott. 

"Ok, just stop! Stop!" Scott yelled. 

"Then do what I tell you to" Matt demanded.

"Ok. Alright. Stop!" Scott yelled.

"Matt please stop! Let him go! Please!" I begged, tears gathering in my eyes.

Seeing my boyfriend in this state and not being able to help him is killing me.

And it's the fact that his face is turning red, meaning he could really die.

And I don't want that.

Matt glances at me and his eyes soften just a bit before removing his foot from Stiles's chest.

I sighed in relief and watch as Stiles pants heavily, trying to catch his breath.

Matt then looks over at Jackson.

"You, take them in there" Matt said, gesturing to Stiles and Derek.

Jackson nodded and then Matt looks at Scott, Em and I.

"You three, with me" Matt told us.

Scott sighed and nodded and left the room with Em and I following him.

"Please tell me you have a plan to get us out of this" I whispered to my sister.

"I wish I knew what was going on so I could've come up with something" Em whispered back.

The three of us made it to the entrance where Scott, Stiles and I entered with Mr. Stilinski.

When we got there Matt made us stand in the hallway as he stood behind us, the gun still being aimed at us.

The doors opened and Ms. McCall walked in and began looking around.

"Mom?" Scott called out to her.

Ms. McCall sighed in relief at hearing her sons voice.

"You scared me, where is every..." Ms. McCall trailed off.

Her eyes widened when she saw the three of us being held at gunpoint by Matt.

"Mom, just do what he says. He promised he wouldn't hurt you" Scott told her.

Ms. McCall said nothing, her eyes filled with fear.

"He's right" Matt nodded.

All of a sudden he aims his gun at Scott.

My eyes widen when he pulls the trigger.

I screamed when I felt myself being shoved into someone and landed on the ground.

I could hear shrieks from Ms. McCall and I could hear Mr. Stilinski yelling, wanting to know what happened.

"Ares, are you alright?".

My eyebrows furrowed together and I looked up to see Scott, who was holding me, looking at me in concern.

I frowned, confused.

Didn't Matt aim the gun at him and pull the trigger?

Then why don't I see...

"Oh my god! Emerson!" Ms. McCall yelled.

This made my eyes widen and I abruptly turned around.

And I wish I hadn't.

Because I saw my Em, my sister, the person that has done everything for me, on the ground clutching her stomach.

Her stomach that had a bullet wound.

Her stomach that was currently oozing out blood.

"NO! EM!" I screamed.

I hurried over to my sister and gathered her into my arms and watched as she gasped for air, tears gathering in her eyes.

I looked at Matt and saw him staring at my sister with wide eyes.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I screamed.

Matt looked at me and I saw fear and...guilt in his eyes.

Tears gathered in my eyes as I looked back at my sister and held her closer in my arms.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I screamed, again.

"I was aiming for Scott not her!" Matt yelled, clearly panicking.

Ms. McCall stepped forward, wanting to help, but Matt quickly aimed his gun at her.

"Back, back!" Matt yelled, getting into her face.

Scott quickly got up from the ground and held his hands up in the air. 

"Mom, mom, stop, mom!" Scott yelled.

Ms. McCall clenched her jaw as she looked down at Em who was still clutching onto her bleeding stomach.

She tried to step forward but Matt stopped her.

"I said get back" Matt ordered.

Ms. McCall glared at him but did as told.

"Emerson" Ms. McCall called out to my sister.

"Melissa, do it. Please, Melissa" Em begged.

She gasped for air and I quickly shushed her, trying to make her stay calm and ordered her not to move.

God, what do I do? What do I do?

What the hell do I do when someone, specifically my freaking sister, has been shot?!

"Get up" Matt ordered, looking at my sister.

"Are you freaking kidding me? You just shot her and you want her to get up!" I yelled.

Tears were beginning to stream down my face as I held my sister tighter and closer.

I could hear Mr. Stilinski calling out to Matt, wanting to talk to him, wanting to get him to stop, but Matt wasn't having any of it.

"Shut up! Shut up! Everybody shut the hell up!" Matt yelled in frustration. 

He looked at me but didn't aim his gun at me.

"Ares, get up and get your sister up. Or the next person I shoot is Ms. McCall" Matt ordered.

I glared at him with nothing but hatred and rage.

I look at Scott and see him begging for me to do as he says to avoid his mom getting hurt.

I look at Em and see her looking at me with a reassuring look along with a look that says to do as told.

I gritted my teeth before doing as told.

I get up and grab one of Em's arm and throw it over my shoulders and hold her up.

Em leans against me, resting her head on my shoulder, and I hold onto her tightly.

Matt nods and demands for all of us to walk into the holding cells where Mr. Stilinski is.

We all do as told.

When we get there Mr. Stilinski screams when he sees that state that my sister is in.

"Shut up!" Matt yelled, aiming his gun at him.

Mr. Stilinski does as told but he glares at Matt, looking ready to break out of those cuffs and beat the shit out of him.

He better get in line because the person that's going to beat the shit out of him first is me.

Matt opens the cell door and demands for Ms. McCall to get inside which she reluctantly does.

Matt demands that I put Em in there as well.

I so badly wanted to scream at him, demand for him to call a fucking ambulance so they can help my sister, but I can't.

I can't fucking do that and I hate it so much.

So, I walk over to the cell and hand Em over to Ms. McCall.

Ms. McCall gently takes my sister into her arms and lays her down on the ground.

Matt shoves me back and quickly closes the door, making sure to lock it to prevent either of them from getting out.

"Please, she needs to see a doctor" Ms. McCall begged.

"No shit!" I yelled.

"You're a nurse, you take care of her" Matt told her.

"I can help stop the bleeding but she's still going to need medical help" Ms. McCall explained.

Matt sighs but says nothing.

Mr. Stilinski gets up from the bench and points an angry finger at Matt.

"Hey, hey, you listen to me! When I get out of these cuffs I'm going to beat your ass to a pulp!" Mr. Stilinski yelled.

"Get in line because I'm beating his ass first!" I yelled, scowling.

Tears of frustration and helplessness were beginning to stream down my face.

Scott walks to me and wraps his arms around me, holding me close.

"I was aiming for Scott not Emerson! It's not my fault she decided to push you two out of the way!" Matt yelled.

"That doesn't give you the right to shoot her, you asshole!" I yelled.

I tried lunging at him but Scott held me back, not wanting me to get hurt.

"Ares, buddy, don't worry! It's ok!" Em yelled.

"No, sweetie, you're not ok" Ms. McCall shook her head.

"It doesn't hurt, Melissa" Em told her, sounding weak.

"Because that's the adrenaline talking. Matt, come on, let me take her to the hospital!" Ms. McCall begged.

"No!" Matt yelled.

"Please! She needs help!" Ms. McCall yelled.

Matt screams in frustration and takes a step closer to the cell.

"Lady, if you keep talking, I'm gonna put the next bullet through Ares's head" Matt warned.

"Do it, coward! Go ahead and shoot me!" I yelled, shoving Scott off of me.

"ARES!" Scott, Ms. McCall and Mr. Stilinski shouted.

"Ares shut up!" Em yelled, still sounding weak.

I ignored them and moved closer to Matt who didn't aim his gun at me.

"You shot my sister! You've basically killed her! You've killed the only family I have left so go on ahead and shoot me!" I yelled.

If Em doesn't make it, if that bullet kills her, I don't want to live.

I don't want to live if the last relative I have dies too.

If she dies, then I go with her.

Matt scowls at me before grabbing my arm in a tight grip.

I don't react and just glare at him.

"Back to the front, McCall. After you" Matt ordered.

Scott sighed before turning around and leaving.

Matt and I followed after him.

We made it back to the room where Stiles and Derek are still lying on the ground.

Matt released my arm and I stumbled over to the couch and sat down on it.

"My love, look at me, please look at me. My love, everything is going to be ok" Stiles softly said.

I wish I could believe that.

But I don't.

I just don't.

"Ares, Ares, how's Emerson? Is she alright? Please tell me she's going to be alright! Please tell me she's fine!" Derek yelled.

He sounded so desperate and so scared.

Something I've never heard before.

I didn't say anything.

I put a hand in my hair, gripping it tightly, and cried and sobbed loudly.

"Ares! Please!" Derek yelled.

"I don't know! The motherfucker that shot her won't let her go to the hospital!" I yelled, clenching my eyes shut.

God, I don't want to be here!

I don't want to be here!

I want to be with my sister! I want to be at her side and hold her in my arms!

I want her to know that I'm there for her and that nothing is going to happen!

God, I just want to be with Em. I want to be with my sister!

Scott sighed, looking at me with sadness, before looking at Matt.

"The evidence is gone. Why don't you just go?" Scott asked.

"You think the evidence mattered that much, huh?" Matt asked.

He made us freaking destroy all of the evidence so, yeah, it did mean that much.

"No, no, I want the book" Matt told him.

"W-what book?" Scott asked, confused.

"The bestiary. Not just a few pages, I want the entire thing" Matt said.

"I don't have it. It's Gerard's" Scott told him.

Matt scowled at that, looking even more frustrated.

"What do you want it for, anyway?" Scott asked.

"I need answers" Matt told him.

"Answers to what?!" I yelled at him.

"To this" Matt said, lifting his shirt up.

Mine and Scott's eyes widen when we see an unexpected development forming over the skin on his side. 

It was scales. 

The same scales like those on the body of the Kanima.

An Hour Later

Matt left me in the same room as Stiles and Derek while he took Scott somewhere else.

I don't know where and I really don't care.

I sat on the couch, my face in my hands, and tuned out everything that was happening.

I swear I heard Stiles and Derek talking, no doubt trying to figure out how to get free and get out of here, but as I said I just tune them out.

All I cared about was Em.

She's all that's on my mind right now.

No doubt that she's still bleeding out and no doubt that she's probably unconscious.

The only thing that keeps me going is the fact that Ms. McCall is with her and she's able to care for Em.

At least for now.

God, I just want this stupid thing to end.

All I cared about was getting my sister to a hospital.

God, please don't let me lose her.

I don't want to lose her, I never wanna lose her the way I lost my parents.

All of the sudden the lights click out bringing the already dark station to almost pitch black.

This made me look up, a frown on my face, and slowly stand up and look around incase something happens.

My attention moves over to the windows as head lights shine through.

All of a sudden I hear gunshots, tons of gunshots, and glass from the windows shattering.

"What the fuck is going on?" I asked, looking at Stiles and Derek.

"My guess? Help has arrived" Derek said.

Who would...

Wait, is it Allison and her dad along with a few other hunters?

I yelp in surprise when someone runs inside and I think it's Matt but, fortunately, it isn't.

It's Scott.

He rushes inside and crouches down next to Stiles.

"Take him and Ares! Go!" Derek yelled, slowly getting himself up.

Scott sighs but nods and grabs Stiles and pulls him up.

I run out of the room and head into the office where the phones were.

I grabbed mine and dialed 911 before rushing back into the room where Scott and Stiles were in.

I rush over and grab Stiles's arm and throw it over my shoulder, holding him up, while Scott throws his other arm over his shoulder.

The three of us rush out of the room so we could get to an exit.

Unfortunately, Jackson is following right behind us.

Scott and I move as fast as we could and did our best to throw things at Jackson to slow him down.

"911, what's your emergency?".

"Please, I need an ambulance! There's gunshots going off, people are hurt and my sister needs medical help!" I yelled.

"Please tell me your location".

"We're at the station, please hurry! We need help! My sister needs help!" I begged, tears streaming down my face.

"Help is on the way, don't worry".

I sighed in relief and quickly thanked them before hanging up.

We managed to get away from Jackson but we couldn't find an exit.

It was freaking hard when the entire place is pitch black.

We made it into some room and Scott and I set Stiles down on a nearby bench.

"Stay here with Ares and don't move" Scott ordered.

Stiles and I shot him a 'really' look causing him to sigh.

"You know what I mean" Scott rolled his eyes.

Stiles and I just nodded before watching as he ran out of the room.

All of a sudden the two of us hear some chatter and it sounds like Ms. McCall and Mr. Stilinski.

"Stiles, are we near the holding cells?" I asked, frowning.

"I think so. Come on, help me up so I can get to my dad and you can get to your sister" Stiles said.

My eyes widened at the mention of Em and I nodded.

I needed to get back to my sister and reassure her that help is on the way.

I grabbed Stiles's arm and threw it over my shoulder and steadied him before we walked out of the room.

It was a struggle to get to the holding cells, considering Stiles isn't able to move much, but we got there.

When we got there we saw that Mr. Stilinski had managed to break a piece of the wall so that he was able to break free.

The cuff might still be on his wrist but he was free.

That's all that mattered.

Mr. Stilinski laughed and looked over at Ms. McCall who smiled, clearly relieved.

But the moment was short lived.

Because Matt appeared out of nowhere and knocked out Mr. Stilinski using the back of the gun.

"DAD!" Stiles shouted, his eyes widening.

Ms. McCall screamed at what happened causing Matt to turn to her.

Stiles gestured for me to put him down near his dad so he can check on him and I did.

"Matt, please, listen to me. Emerson, a girl that I view as a daughter, has been shot. I managed to stop the bleeding but she's unconscious and needs a hospital" Ms. McCall told him.

My eyes wandered over to the inside of the cell and I see Em lying on the ground, unconscious.

Nothing but fear coursed through me.

All I wanted was to break that stupid door that was holding my sister, and Ms. McCall, inside.

All I wanted was to hug my sister close to my body and reassure myself that she was going to be alright.

"Not only that but I've heard other gunfire, and I don't know what's happening, but can you please just let me see my son? He could be hurt" Ms. McCall begged.

Matt glanced over at Em, stared at her for a bit, before looking back at Ms. McCall.

"How totally clueless are you people?" Matt scoffed.

Ms. McCall was confused by that and just remained silent.

I glanced over at Stiles to see that he managed to sit himself up from the ground and was now holding his dad close to him.

All of a sudden we hear a low growl causing us to turn around.

And we see Derek standing in the doorway, full transformed.

And ready to kick Matt's ass.

Ms. McCall gasped, her eyes wide in disbelief at what she was seeing.

While I was glaring at Derek with my hands curled into fists at my sides.

"What the hell are you waiting for?! Kick his ass!" I yelled.

"With pleasure" Derek nodded.

Without hesitation Derek sprints towards Matt and grabs him by the collar of his shirt and throws him into the wall.

Matt groans in pain when he hits the ground and the gun falls out of his hand.

I hurriedly rush towards it and grab it.

I look over at Derek and frown when I see him fighting Jackson, now fully transformed as the Kanima, before looking at Matt.

Matt gets up and tries to leave the room but I'm quick to stop him.

"You're not going anywhere!" I yelled.

Matt turns around just in time to see me aiming the gun at him.

"This is all your freaking fault and I won't let you leave until you pay" I scowled.

"Like you even know how to use a gun" Matt scoffed.

"Wanna bet?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

I aimed the gun at his stomach and without hesitation I pulled the trigger.

Ms. McCall screamed while Stiles jumped a bit.

Matt screamed and stumbled backwards, clutching onto his stomach where the bullet wound was.

Matt looked at me with wide eyes but flinched when he saw me glaring at him with nothing but rage.

"That was for my sister, asshole!" I yelled.

Matt said nothing and quickly pulled himself off the ground and began to make a run for it.

I aimed for his leg and pulled the trigger causing Matt to scream as he limped out the room.

"Hope you bleed to death!" I yelled.

I really could care less if that motherfucker dies or not.

Nobody is going to miss him.

After what he's done, I sure as hell won't.

I tossed the gun to the ground before looking over at my boyfriend.

Who was currently staring at me with nothing but pride and lust.

He honestly looked ready to pin me against the wall and kiss me until I dropped.

And I really wasn't opposed to that idea but given the situation, now isn't the best time.

"That was hot, my love" Stiles smirked, winking at me.

"Thank you" I grinned.

We heard more screams and the sound of something being torn open causing Stiles and I to turn around.

We see Derek, using his werewolf strength, to break off the doors to the cell.

I rush inside the cell, ignoring Ms. McCall, and crouched down next to my sister.

"Em, Em, can you hear me?" I asked, gently shaking her.

No response.

Derek quickly rushed inside and crouched at Em's other side.

He hurriedly but gently took her into his arms and put his ear over her chest to check if she's still breathing.

Please, please, please.

"She's breathing. She's alive" Derek told me.

A breathless laugh escaped my lips as tears began to stream down my cheeks.

All of a sudden we hear sirens and cars pulling up causing Derek and I to look at each other.

"Help has arrived" I told him.

"Come on, we gotta get her out of here" Derek said.

He stood up and carried Em bridal style, gently positioning her head so that it was resting on his shoulder, and rushed out of the cell.

I rushed out as well but stopped to look at Stiles.

"Go, Ares. I'll be fine" Stiles told me.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"I'm sure. Go get your sister help and be there for her. She needs you the way you need her" Stiles said.

I let a faint smile appear on my face and nodded.

I quickly planted a kiss onto Stiles's lips before rushing out of the room.

Despite how dark it was I was able to find an exit and leave the station.

When I got outside I saw tons of cop cars parked outside and tons of officers rushing into the station, armed and ready to fight.

Not only that but there were tons of paramedics along with an ambulance truck.

"Ares!" Derek yelled.

I turn around just in time to see Derek talking to two paramedics while Em was lying on a gurney.

I sprint over to them and immediately go over to my sister's side.

"Is she going to be ok?" I asked, looking at one of the paramedics.

"She's still breathing, that's a good sign, but we need to get her to hospital. Now. We can't waste anymore time" the paramedic explained.

I nodded and watched as they rolled Em into the back of the truck.

They gestured for me to get inside and I easily do.

I hold onto Em's hand before looking over at Derek.

"Derek, get Stiles, his dad and Ms. McCall out of there. Please" I begged.

"I will. Just get Em help" Derek ordered.

I nodded.

The paramedics hop in and begin to close the doors.

"I'll be there as fast as I can!" Derek yelled.

"Good!" I yelled back.

I know that when Em makes it she's going to want not just me but Derek by her side.

The paramedics began attending to Em with one of them yelling at the driver to get going.

As soon as the ambulance truck begins to move I breath out a sigh of relief.

Tonight was nothing but hell.

But it's over and we're all safe.

At least for now.