Scott McCall

Scott frowned, and he reached a hand out to gently touch his friend’s shoulder. He knew how much knowing what was going on mattered to Stiles, and how much his friend’s peace of mind was reliant on that. “Hey, it’s okay, dude. We can figure this out.” He said, offering Stiles a reassuring smile.

Stiles takes a deep breath as he feels scott touching his shoulder.  He really wished he was calm as scott was. Stiles knew that was just not in him right now. “Scott i really wish that was true. We could be stuck here forever. I don’t have someone here like you do.” He knew he was talking about Malia. He did not have his dad or even Lydia here. 

If Gerard was good at one thing, it was getting information out of people. He was good at many things, of course, but that was one of them. The first vital step in getting information out of someone was to appear non-threatening and harmless. So he backed up, coughed slightly, and looked at her with wide eyes. “Hey, there. Uh, I wasn’t going to kill you. I was just going to welcome you to the island….?”

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Allison looked at the person who was in front of her. She was a little embrassed that she had went off on hin. She knew she should have not done that. She takes a deep breath. “Oh. I am sorry then. I should have not went off on you then.” 

Scott nodded. “I just got here today. So, I know you, man. You gotta have some theories about where we are if you’ve been here for weeks, even if you’re not sure. What are your theories?” Scott knew that his friend was basically a detective when it came to figuring things out, and if anyone knew anything about where the hell they were it would be Stiles.

Stiles knew in the past that he was the one who came up with the plan. But, It was diffrent this time. He had no idea what to do. He was even lost with words. He knew that never happend. “For once in my life i have no idea about anything. “ He knew he needed to figure it out. He knew it would just take time. 

“Yeah, I fucking hope I’m not dead.” Scott said, before he fully processed the beta’s words. “Wait, Malia’s here?” He asked, dropping his angry face and visibly perking up. “Is she okay? Is she safe? Where is she?” He felt relief flowing through him at the fact that his not-quite girlfriend was here as well. “Have you seen Stiles? Liam? What about Lydia?”

“she’s fine, i think.”  peter relayed, “she doesn’t seem to be injured, or unsafe.”  peter rarely cared for anyone, but with malia things were different.  “i don’t know about stiles, liam or lydia.  i’ve only seen you, malia and ….”  peter paused for a minute, struggling with whether or not to tell scott about the other person he’d seen.  “laura.  she’s here too.  that’s why i thought for sure i was dead.”

Scott smiled, happy that Stiles knew that he didn’t love Stiles as a friend any less than he loved Malia romantically. “Thanks, dude.” He said, smiling. “But we have time to talk about that shit later. Right now I think we should try to figure out where we are. How long have you been here, by the way?”

Stiles was jealous a little bit of Scott and Malia. It’s not that he was jealous that they were together. He was jealous that they had each other. He knew Lydia was not here. He thought if she was here. He would feel it. “Of course.” He knew they would talk about it more later. But there was nothing they needed to say more. “We will. “ He takes a deep breath.”Just a few weeks. What about you?”

Ah, Scott thought, coming to an understanding. Maybe Stiles wasn’t over Malia, even though as far as Scott was aware, his friend had gotten with Lydia? Whatever, it didn’t matter. He nodded when Stiles brought up Kate. “Yeah, that’s a good point. Honestly Gerard would probably be bad too.” He smiled when Stiles said that Scott was lucky to have Malia. “Oh, well I mean, us being together doesn’t change anything. You know that, right Stiles?”

He did not know if he could handle seeing that argent again. He was really hoping that guy would just stay dead. But he knew no one ever stayed died. “Your right bro. That would be worst.”  He knew that was true. Nothing could ever come between them. Not even a girl. He gives him a smile.”Scott i know. I am happy for the both of you.”

Scott nodded. “Yeah, as far as I know it’s just us three.” He paused, noticing that Stiles didn’t appear to be particularly happy that Malia was here. Had him and Malia had a falling out? He had thought that they were close friends, but maybe he had read that situation wrong. “And yeah, Peter Hale. He didn’t seem particularly interesting in bothering me, though, so he’ll probably leave us alone. Not Malia, but I’m prepared to keep him away from her. She can handle herself, but I figure that a little help from us couldn’t hurt.”

Stiles was a little worried that Lydia and the others were not here yet. He really did hope they were okay. He looked over at him with a smile. “Well i hope everyone else is okay thought.” He really did hope that was true. But he knew most of them could take care of them self. He did not like hearing Peter was here. He knew he was going to cause some kind of trouble. He smirked at his friend. “At least it’s peter not Kate argent. “ He laughed. “She is lucky to have you. “ He bites his lip. 

Scott raised an eyebrow, seeing right through his friend’s lie, but deciding not to push. For now. “I haven’t seen Lydia or Derek, but I’ve seen Malia.” He took a moment, debating whether he wanted to mention the other person he had seen, before deciding he did want to. “I’ve also seen Peter.”

Scott hugged her back tightly, the feeling of his not-quite-girlfriend in his arms relieving after all of the confusion he was going through. “Malia, oh my god.” He said, laughing softly. “Yeah, it’s me. I’m here.”

seeing scott took a lot of malia’s previously felt stress away, feeling a lot safer just in knowing that she wasn’t alone. as much as she was now worried for scott too, she knew that they could face pretty much anything together. “you have no idea how good it is to see you. i thought it was just me and peter. i- when did you get here?”

Scott laughed as he pulled away from his friend, looking the other boy in the face as he stepped back, slowly taking in his appearance. Stiles looked…. bad. Not as bad as he had when he was possessed by the nogitsune, but there was still definitely something wrong. “Never mind where we are, are you alright?”

He heard his friend laugh. He loved hearing that. It was one of the things that always did calm him down. He looked over at his best friend. “I am fine. You don’t need to worry about me.” He gives him a little smile. He puts his hand threw his hair. “Have you seen anyone from the pack. Maybe Lydia or Derek.” 

“Hey, whoa.” Scott said, hugging his friend back. “It’s good to see you too, bud, but didn’t we literally just each other? Why are you acting like we’ve been apart? And again dude, where the hell are we?”

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Stiles  did feel like he had not seen his best friend in a while. He just had this feeling this town was screwed up.  He gives him a bigger hug. “Am i not aloud to miss my best friend?” He then lets go of hugging scott.  

Scott suddenly found himself rowing up to an island in a small boat, the wind tussling his hair and strong against his face. He was startled, as the last thing he remembered was the library, and then…. nothingness. He continued to row, docking the boat as if it was the most natural thing in the world - despite the fact that he had never been in a boat in his life - and climbed out, recognizing that he was in what looked like a small town. Scott noticed a figure in the distance, and he quickly ran up to them, tapping the figure on the shoulder. “Hey, I’m sorry, but do you know where we are?” @havenstarters​

Malia was freaking out a little bit. She had never liked not being in control of things or stuck in situations that she couldn’t comprehend; she hated losing and there was no way to win when you didn’t know who or what you were up against, and so far she had only seen Peter here, which honestly didn’t do much to ease her frustrations despite him being her father. She turned at the tap on her shoulder, ready to tell whoever it was to jog on and leave her alone because she had no idea either, but she stopped frozen when she noticed who it was.

“Oh my god. Scott?” She wasted no time in pulling him into a hug, not even waiting for his response before her arms were around him. Finally somebody that might be able to figure things here out, somebody that she trusted explicitly. 

Scott suddenly found himself rowing up to an island in a small boat, the wind tussling his hair and strong against his face. He was startled, as the last thing he remembered was the library, and then…. nothingness. He continued to row, docking the boat as if it was the most natural thing in the world - despite the fact that he had never been in a boat in his life - and climbed out, recognizing that he was in what looked like a small town. Scott noticed a figure in the distance, and he quickly ran up to them, tapping the figure on the shoulder. “Hey, I’m sorry, but do you know where we are?” @havenstarters​

Scott stopped walking when he heard the familiar, irritating voice, turning to look at Peter. He was about to snap at the man, when he realized that Peter was one of the first faces he had seen on the island that he had recognized. Better not mess that up, then. “Believe it or not, I woke up earlier today rowing towards the island. And you look a lot older than I remember.” That was a lie, but Scott was set on guard by the sight of the man who had turned him. They were on better terms, sure, but not good terms, by any rate. 

“you woke up rowing a boat here?”  peter’s eyes widened in shock.  “have you even ever been on a rowboat in your life?”  peter carded through memories of the younger alpha, trying to remember if he’d ever heard the boy mention a boat.  he rolled his eyes when scott said that he looked older.  “i woke up on the beach, but some crazy person was watching me sleep.”  shoulders pulled up in a quick shrug.  “then they gave me a key, and showed me to a house.”  it had been one of the oddest things to ever happen to the wolf, “thought for sure this was my afterlife, but then i saw malia… and now you, and i sure as shit hope you’re not both dead.”