Stiles opened a locker and dove in, ignoring Scott's hissed protests.

He grunted and climbed in the locker opposite of her's. He, obviously, didn't have a better idea.

Her heart was racing and she was panting heavily. She covered her mouth and sent up a prayer.

Someone walked in.

She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her fists in a effort to stop shaking, but that didn't work. It just made her shake harder. She peeked nervously out the slots in the locker.

A dark form was in front of the locker Scott was in.

Her heartbeat was frantic as she thought of ways to distract the alpha from Scott without getting herself killed. But before she could think of anything, the locker burst open.

Whether Scott opened it or the dark figure did, she didn't know, but there was a loud scream.

"Son of a bitch!" The janitor shouted as Stiles removed herself from the locker.

"Shh! Quiet!" She hissed.

"Quiet my ass!" He shouted. "What the hell are you trying to do!? Kill me?! Both of you out!"

"Just listen for half a second okay?" Stiles squawked as they were shoved towards the door.

"Not okay!" The janitor roared. "Get the hell out of here, right now!" He shoved them out of the door.

"Just one second to explain!" Stiles said.

"Just shut up and go!" It was the last words the janitor said, before his legs were pulled out from under him. He screamed as he was dragged back into the locker room.

Growling and more screams filled the air.

Stiles practically had to drag Scott away. "No use!" She shouted. "He's gone!"

Scott whimpered.

They ran towards the back exit of the school, throwing there weight up against the doors, only to grunt out from pain.

Scott wiggled his head out to look and groaned. "What the hell! It's a dumpster!" He exclaimed, pulling his head back in. "He pushed it in front of the door to block us in."

Panic filled Stiles chest. She began pushing on the door desperately. "Come on, help me!" She shouted.

"Stiles, stop!" Scott said, pulling her away to walk down the hall.

"I'm not dying here. I'm not dying at school." She whimpered, leaning heavily against him.

"We're not going to die."

She had to calm down or she was going to give herself a panic attack, but she couldn't. The more she tried to calm down, the more panicked she became. "God, what is he doing? What does he want?" She asked.

"Me." Scott said, stopping for a minute to let Stiles breathe. "Derek says it's stronger with a pack."

"Yeah, great." She said, managing to calm herself down. "A psychotic werewolf whose into teamwork. That's-that's beautiful."

Scott looked relieved that she was no longer in danger of having a heart attack.

She stilled though as she looked out the window.

Scott followed her gaze to the building across from them.

The alpha was barely visible in the dark, standing next to the chimney. It watched them with a careful eyes before, to Stiles horror, running towards them at full speed.

"We have to do something." Stiles said as walked as quietly and quickly as possible.

"Like what?" Scott asked.

"I don't know. Kill it, hurt it, inflict mental anguish on it. Something." She said.

In the distance, there was the not to promising sound of glass shattering. Growling and the thumps of feet came closer. He had to be practically in front of them.

Stiles gulped. She had to do something or they were goners. She pulled the door to the boiler room opened quietly, and drew her keys out from her pocket.

"Wait a minute!" Scott hissed.

She shushed him and raised the keys into the air, before flinging them into the boiler room.

A loud snarl filled the air as the alpha charged into the room.

Stiles slammed the door on it. "The desk!" She shouted.

Scott caught onto her plan quickly and slid the heavy desk in front of the room, vertically to the door.

The alpha smashed against the door, but the desk wedged it shut by pressing against a brick wall.

Scott slid across the desk to try and pull her away, but Stiles was unfortunately gifted with curiosity. So, instead of letting herself be pulled away, she climbed up onto the desk.

"What are you doing!?" Scott hissed.

"I'm getting good look at it." She said, peering through the small grate covered window.

"Are you crazy!" Scott exclaimed.

She raised an eyebrow. "Look, it's trapped, okay? It's not gonna get out." She shone her flashlight into the room. Growling erupted, causing her heart to jump. She couldn't see him but he was definitely there. "Yeah, that's right." She said, cockily. "We got you."

Red eyes glowed in the darkness.

"Will you shut up." Scott said, looking nervous.

"I'm not scared of this thing." Stiles said indignantly. That was a lie, she was terrified of it.

A louder growl echoed from the boiler room, she turned to it.

"I'm not scared of you!" She exclaimed. "Right, cause you're in there and were out here."

Scott grabbed her arm and pulled her off of the desk.

"You're not going anywhere!" She shouted.

There was a stomach lurching crash and a creaking.

"Oh shit." Stiles murmured. What the hell did her big mouth just get them into.

Stiles bent over panting heavily.

Scott and his goddamn werewolf stamina recovered from their full on sprint quite quickly. Instead of looking absolutely exhausted, he looked confused his head tilted slightly. "Do you hear that?" He asked curiously.

"Hear what?" She gasped out.

"It sounds like a phone ringing."

She paused and held her breath for a moment. All she heard was the pounding of her heart, and the blood rushing in her ears.

"I know that ring." Scott said turning pale. "It's Allison's phone."

"Allison?" Stiles asked. "You sure?"

Scott nodded. "Give me your phone." He ordered.

Stiles blinked at him. Why would... Oh. She handed over her cell. "Allison's on speed dial. I figured if you weren't going to answer your phone in a emergency, maybe she would."

Scott snatched the device from her hands, completely ignoring her comment.

As Scott spoke to his girlfriend, Stiles strained to listen for any signs of the alpha, but unfortunately she didn't have super hearing, so it was limited as to what she could hear around Scott.

"Come on, we have to get to the lobby." He said, grabbing her arm and tugging her.

"Uh, Scott." Stiles said. "The lobby is the other way."

"Why did you come? What are you doing here?" Scott demanded as he and Stiles walked into the lobby.

"Because you asked me to." Allison said, in a matter of fact voice.

"I asked you to?" Scott asked, surprised.

She pulled out her phone and held it in front of him.

Scott and Stiles looked at it in surprise.

Scott hadn't had time to even think about Allison (which was saying something), much less text her.

"Why do I get the feeling you didn't send this message?" Allison said quietly.

"Because I didn't." Scott said, looking terrified. "Did you drive here?"

She shrugged. "Jackson did."

"Jackson's here, too?" Stiles asked.

Allison nodded. "And Lydia." She turned to Scott. "What's going on? Who sent this text?" She asked.

Stiles was not going to touch that one with a ten foot pole, leave wolfie boy and his quick wits to figure that one out. Right now, she was way more concerned about the voice shouting her name out. "Isaac?" She asked quietly.

Sure enough, just as Lydia and Jackson walked in through a door, Isaac walked through another looking confused and clutching a red jacket in his hands.

With a groan, Stiles realized it was her red jacket. She walked quickly over to the boy. "What are you doing here?" She asked, fear lacing her tone.

"You left this in my car. It's a chilly night, I figured you would need it." He said, looking concerned. "What happened to your jeep?"

"Doesn't matter." She said. "We need to leave."

"Yeah, let's go. Now." Scott said quickly.

The group headed for the exit.

They were almost home free, when there was a crackling of noise and an explosion of wood and plaster came raining down in front of them.

One of the girls screamed, it wasn't Stiles, because her throat locked up as she watched the alpha land on the ground with a loud thud.

"Run!" Scott screamed.

A/N: Another cliff hanger. I know. I'm horrible. Lemme know what you guys think, I love hearing from you. xo Sassy.