Translucence

On the lacrosse field, Stiles glanced down at Lydia before saying, "No - I'm not letting you leave her here."

"You don't have a choice, Stiles," Peter told him. "You're coming with me."

"Just kill me." As sad as it was, he was glad Kya couldn't be subject to Peter's wrath. "Look, I don't care anymore."

Peter tipped Stiles under the chin with his claws and forced him to stand. "Call your friend. Tell Jackson where they are. That's all you get."

"Let him go!" Kya yelled.

Stiles stared at Kya and called Jackson.

Stiles and Peter, unknowingly followed by Kya, left.

Jackson carried Lydia in his arms. "Come on, Lydia. Stay with me. Come on. Help me! Somebody help! Help me! Get help, please!"

In the Jeep, Stiles and Peter were driving, trying to find Derek. Kya was sitting in the back, glaring at Peter.

Peter said to Stiles, "Don't feel bad. If she lives, she'll become a werewolf. She'll be incredibly powerful."

"Yeah, and once a month, she'll go out of her freaking mind and try to tear me apart," Stiles shot back.

Stiles pulled into a parking garage. As he got out, Peter grabbed him and hauled him to a different car. Kya followed them to the car, still glaring at Peter.

"Whose car is this?" Stiles and Kya asked.

"It belonged to my nurse," Peter replied.

"What happened to your n-" Stiles began as Peter opened the trunk to reveal his dead nurse, "Oh, my God!"

"I got better."

Peter opened his laptop and handed Stiles a WiFi device.

"Good luck getting a signal down here," Stiles said. "Oh, MiFi. And you're a Mac guy. Does that go for all werewolves, or just a personal preference?"

"Turn it on," Peter demanded. "Get connected."

"You know, you're really killing the whole werewolf mystique thing here. Look, you need Scott's username and password, and I'm sorry, but I don't know them."

"No, I don't."

"Even if I couldn't hear your heartbeat, I would still be able to tell that you're lying."

"Dude, I swear to God-" Stiles' face was slammed into the laptop.

Kya rushed Peter and phased through him. "Oh, come on! Don't hurt him!"

"I can be very persuasive, Stiles. Don't make me persuade you."

INT. HOSPITAL

"Where is she?" Jackson demanded.

"Hey," Sheriff Stilinski said. "Hey! What the hell happened to that girl?"

"I-I don't know. I went out looking for her-"

"What, you just happened to wander into the middle of that field and you just found her there like that? Don't lie to me, son."

"No, I-"

"Hey! What happened to her?"

"This isn't my fault!"

"She's your girlfriend! That's your responsibility!"

"No, she's not, okay? Neither of them went to the formal with me."

"Then who'd they go with?"

"Do you really wanna know? Lydia went with Stiles."