Translucence

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"What?"

"Stiles took Lydia."

"Somebody better find my son."

INT. PARKING GARAGE

"What happens after you find Derek?" Stiles asked, glancing at Kya who looked furious.

"Don't think, Stiles. Type," Peter told him.

"You're gonna kill people, aren't you?"

"Only the responsible ones."

"Look, if I do this, you have to promise to leave Scott out of it."

"Do you know why wolves hunt in packs? It's because their favorite prey are too large to be brought down by one wolf alone. I need Derek and Scott. I need both of them."

"He's not gonna help you."

"Oh, he will. Because it'll save Allison. And you will, because it'll save Scott. Your best friend whom you know so well, you even have his username and password. His username is "Allison"? His password is also "Allison"?"

"Still want him in your pack?" He located the GPS coordinates. "Wait, what the - That's where they're keeping him? At his own house?"

"Not at it. Under it. I know exactly where that is." They heard Derek's howl. "And I'm not the only one."

"Give me your keys," Peter demanded.

Stiles sighed and handed them over. "Careful. She grinds in second." Peter crunched the keys in his hands. "So you're not gonna kill me? Oh, God." Peter stepped closer.

"Don't you understand yet? I'm not the bad guy here."

"You turn into a giant monster with red eyes and fangs, and you're not the bag guy here?"

"I like you, Stiles. Since you've helped me, I'm going to give you something in return. Do you want the bite?"

"What?"

"Do you want the bite? If it doesn't kill you - and it could - you'll become like us."

"Like you."

"Yes, a werewolf. Would you like me to draw you a picture? That first night in the woods, I took Scott because I needed a new pack. It could've easily been you. You'd be every bit as powerful as him. No more standing by his side, watching him become stronger, and quicker, more popular, watching him get the girl. You'd be equals. Maybe more. Yes or no?"

"I don't wanna be like you."

"Do you know what I heard just then? Your heart beating slightly faster over the words "I don't want." You may believe that you're telling me the truth, but you are lying to yourself. Goodbye, Stiles."

Peter got in his car to leave. Stiles wanted to answer, but had nothing to say.

Kya glanced at Stiles. "Let's go."

"Are you okay?" Stiles asked.

"Fine. Let's go."

Stiles and Kya rushed to the hospital and he was caught by his father. "You know what? It's good that we're in a hospital, because I'm gonna kill you."

"I'm - I'm sorry," Stiles apologized. "I lost the keys to my Jeep. I had to run all the way here."

"Stiles, I don't care!"

"Is she gonna be okay?"

"They don't know, partially because they don't know what happened. She lost a lot of blood, but there's something going on with Lydia."

"What do you mean?"

"The doctors say it's like she's having an allergic reaction. Her body keeps going into shock. Did you see anything? I mean, do you have any idea who or what attacked them?"