Olivia's POV:

Allison and I met up with Scott and Stiles in our history class since apparently, they went to investigate to see if they could find Malia in the woods from where the crash happened.

Scott managed to run into a coyote but then it turned out to be a werecoyote once it flashed its blue eyes, piecing together that it was Malia in wolf form from when him and Stiles found her den.

"Here's where we found the den." Stiles tells Allison and I, showing us the map of a trail on his tablet. "It's right in the middle of the hiking trails."

"Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel on fixed trails, but I think you're right about her not going back to the den." She explained and looks up from the tablet. "Coyotes don't like wolves and they're really smart. If they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes."

Stiles looks up with interest. "Coyotes tiptoe?"

She sighs and nodded. "They tiptoe." The bell rings throughout the school and Allison glanced at the door. "I've got to go, but send me the pin location." She says then pecks my cheek. "I'll meet you at our lockers for lunch?"

"Yeah." I reply and she gives a small smile before quickly leaving the classroom.

I follow behind Stiles and Scott to sit down at our seats but then Kira steps in front of me, blocking my path.

"Hi Ki—"

"Hey, I'm Kira!" She blurts out, widening her eyes in the realization that she cut me off. "You knew that. I knew you knew that. We literally sit next to each other. I don't know why I just told you that." She rambled which causes me to smile at her shyness. "Anyway, I have something for you." She starts to take off her backpack.

My eyes widen. "You have something for me?" I repeat, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

"Yeah. About the Bardo and things relating to the difficulties of controlling powers. My explanation was sort of all over the place, so I did some research and I printed it out for you." She continued as she dug through her backpack.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that." I softly chuckle.

She looks up from her bag. "It only took a couple of hours." She says which causes my eyes to widen.

"Wow." I clear my throat. "Then you really didn't have to do that."

"I swear I printed it out." She mutters in frustration as she dug through her bag.

"Kira," We both look up to see Mr. Yukimura had a stack of papers in his hand. "you forgot all the research you did for that girl you wanted to impress."

Oh.

Kira slowly turns to face me, my eyes widening again at the huge stack of papers she printed out. She shyly hands me the papers and I take them from her hands with a small smile.

She awkwardly sits down at her seat and I place my bag on the desk beside her.

"All right, everyone. Let's get started. We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage..." Mr. Yukimura says but I tuned him out from his lecture to start flipping through the pages.

Lately, I haven't seen the shadow thing come into my dreams but there were still some moments of my powers losing control.

I guess that night when Allison picked me up, she saw my eyes glow orange again and the bench was a bit charred. Whoops.

Hopefully the things Kira printed out will give me an answer to close 'the door' or just finding a way to control my powers for now.

"Stiles, you okay?"

I snap my attention away from the packet and see Scott standing up from his desk. I trail my eyes to where Stiles stood in front of the podium, trembling as if he was struggling to breathe.

He stumbles a bit forward, clutching onto the podium to keep his balance. Scott quickly runs to his side, wrapping his arm around Scott's shoulder.

"I-I should take him to the nurse's office." Scott suggested and Mr. Yukimura nods immediately, noticing the distress on Stiles' face.

The two leave the classroom but I quickly follow behind, not even caring if Mr. Yukimura called for me to come back.

Scott leads Stiles to the boy's restroom, but Stiles stumbles forward again and grabs onto the walls to steady himself until he reached forward to grab the rims of the sink.

"Hey, Stiles, look at me man. Is this a panic attack?" Scott worriedly asked, hearing the pants escape Stiles' lips.

"It's a dream, it's a dream. This is just a dream." Stiles assures to himself as he looks in the mirror.

Scott shakes his head. "No, it's not. This is real. You're here. You're with me and Olivia."

"What do you do when you usually have these? How do you tell whether if you're awake or dreaming?" I ask him.

"Your fingers...You count your fingers." He managed to breathe out. "You have extra fingers in dreams."

"Hey, look at me." Scott lifted his hands. "Come on, Stiles. Look at my hands and count with me."

Stiles shakily turns around as Scott lifts up his finger. "One...Two." Stiles breathes out even harder, almost stumbling down but I grab his shoulder to help him up.

"Keep going Stiles. You can do it. " I plead as Scott lifts up another finger.

"Three." Scott lifts another. "Four." Then another. "F-Five."

Scott lifts his other hand. "Six. Seven." Stiles continues.

"Eight." I say with him as Scott lifts another finger.

"Nine." Stiles breathes heavier as Scott lifts another finger. "Ten."

I nod, patting his back. "Ten." I assure.

Stiles leans against the tile wall, sliding down until he sits on the ground. I crouch down to his level and wrap my arm around his then rest my head on his shoulder.

"What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles shakily asked which makes my heart sink at his tone.

"We'll figure it out. You're going to be okay." Scott says, crouching down to his level as well.

"Am I?" Stiles whispered and gestures to both of us. "Are you guys? Scott, you can't transform. Olivia, you're seeing shadows along with your powers acting up, and I'm straight up losing my mind." He listed off and shook his head with disbelief. "We can't do this. We can't—We can't help Malia. We can't help anyone."

Flashbacks of the motel incident with the fears from the Darach rush through my mind, remembering the words that came from everyone close to me and how much it affected my mentality for some time.

Now Stiles was feeling it too.

"We can try." Scott patting his best friend's knee. "We can always try."

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The lunch bell already rang and I went back to class to retrieve our backpacks since Stiles and Scott wanted to stay in the bathroom a bit longer.

Also cause I didn't want other guys to walk in and see me in here.

I was about to turn the corner nearby the girls locker room until I heard glass shatter, followed along with growls.

Oh great.

I quickly run over to the locker room and pull the door open, seeing the coyote growl at the small pants, inching closer towards the noise in one of the locker rows.

I sprint over to the other side and see Kira shakily backing away from the coyote. I grab her shoulders to pull her away and instantly a blur jumps in front of us.

They shove the lockers with both of their hands, knocking them down as if they were dominoes.

The growls momentarily continued but its footsteps faded away, most likely taking off back outside.

The figure turns around and reveals to be Scott who had a relieved expression.

Kira shakily uncovers her eyes. "Is it gone?" She whispers and Scott nods. "How did you push the lockers? Weren't they heavy?"

"I...go to the gym?" Scott trails with an innocent shrug. "A lot?"

Shortly after, the police arrived since we technically had to make a report for the damage and witnessing the coyote chase Kira inside the locker room.

Mr. Yukimura immediately pulled his daughter away from me, checking for any marks that the coyote could've made.

Apparently, Kira was planning to give our bags to us since we never came back to class, which sort of led to where I found her being close to becoming the coyotes chew toy.

"Dad, seriously, I'm okay." I overhear her say to Mr. Yukimura.

"Why were you not headed to lunch like everyone else?" He scolds which causes her to look up.

"They left their bags. I was just trying to do something nice. You do something nice and you make friends...or so I've heard." She says and I turn to Scott who was already staring as well.

I snap my fingers in front of his face and he blinks a couple of times. "Earth to Scott? Don't forget to blink." I teased but he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Guys," We look up to see Stiles holding his slightly torn backpack. "I think I know what she was looking for." Both of us stand up and Stiles pulls out a doll that was somewhat dirty and torn.

Scott gives him a pointed look. "You took the doll from the car."

"You know, this shouldn't surprise me anymore," I retort but smack the back of his head. "but Kira could've became dinner if I hadn't found her!" I whisper angrily.

"I thought Scott could use it, you know, for like her scent." He whispers with a glare.

"Where did you get that?" The three of us turn to see a man who I assumed to be Malia's father. "Where did you find this?" He angrily asks Stiles, snatching the doll away from his hands which causes everyone to watch us. "It belonged to my daughter."

Sheriff Stilinski quickly steps in front of us. "Mr. Tate, I don't know how you heard about this. If you got your own police scanner or what, but you can't be here." He says to the man, trying to usher him out but then stops once his hand is at the man's hip.

He moves his jacket to the side, revealing the small gun attached to his pants which causes my eyes to widen.

Oh my god.

"I have a permit." He tries to whisper but I could hear him clearly.

"California schools are gun-free zones, permit or no permit. You need to leave, Mr. Tate. Now." Stilinski orders, gesturing for the other officers to escort him out.

Mr. Tate pulls his arm away and turns to Stilinski. "You find that animal. You find that thing." He says before storming out of the building.

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A/N:

Hello! I just wanted to assure you guys that I read allll of your comments ((and again, I appreciate the feedback hehe)) and instead of answering each question, I'll just say this once on here:

I have Allison's fate determined. It's been set ever since I started Coup de Foudre and I thiiink I might keep it how it is just so the ending makes sense!

I can't give too much away or else it spoils the ending, but don't hesitate to send in your predictions! Some were close to getting it while some were completely interesting on what COULD happen.

Side note: Idk if it's just me but I just want to make it clear that there is NO hint of romance between Kira and Olivia LMAO I was thinking to myself last night and reread the last chapters and kept thinking 'shit, I think I might have hinted at something between them by accident' and etc but yeah again, no romance between them!

Olivia wants to befriend the girl because she knows what it's like to come to a new school and not know everyone here.

Anyway, I hope you guys have or had an amazing day so...bye!

~Cimbello