A/N: Hey! I will only do an author's note at the beginning of this chapter, for all the others it'll be at the end.

Welcome to the second story in the Protector series: The Buildup! If you haven't read the first story, I definitely recommend it (unless you want to confuse yourself, which is possible I guess)

This story will follow the show, only there will be changes as it includes my OC, Lorraine Hield. I personally like to picture Olivia Holt playing her when I write, but I won't put any descriptions (e.g "I brushed my blonde hair") as I know from personal experience that sometimes people like to picture someone else and it can be annoying to read something that contradicts that.

So, without any further ado: here's the promised mini-chapter!

Chapter X: Meanwhile in Beacon Hills

Stiles was panicking. Just three minutes ago Lorraine had walked into the woods, and she hadn't come back. He'd followed her, of course, but after a while of calling out her name and walking he grew afraid that someone had taken her (and that he wouldn't be able to find the way back) so he turned around. When he was about to call his dad, a guy in a black jeep arrived. A guy who was currently yelling at him.

"What do you mean, she's gone?"

"She heard something, went to check it out and didn't come back, okay?" Stiles said, his voice louder than usual but his worry not allowing him to yell back.

"What's your name?" the guy asked, taking out his gun and cocking it.

"Stiles." he answered, swallowing hard as he looked at the gun. The guy let out a sigh and shook his head.

"I'm Jason." he introduced himself, holding out a hand which Stiles didn't shake. He nodded and let his arm fall to his side. "Fair enough. Anyway, I'm Lorraine's cousin." Stiles felt relief wash over him. Not an ex-boyfriend then. Lorraine had mentioned this Jason guy a few times, and she seemed to think highly of him, so Stiles was glad they were just cousins. A thought he immediately mentally slapped himself for, as there were way more important things to worry about right now.

"Can you find her?" Stiles asked. Jason shrugged, fired his gun twice into the air and waited. Silence. He shook his head.

"She's either not here anymore or she's out of it. I'll send a team over here, search the area. If they don't find anything, go to the sheriff's department." he said, putting his gun back in the holster. He then walked back to his jeep and came back with a black body bag in his hands. He stopped by the body of Lorraine's father.

"Damn Pete." he said, shaking his head. "So many things that could've killed you and it had to be a bullet." He proceeded to put the body into the bag, Stiles watching with wide eyes the entire time. When he was done, Jason looked at Stiles with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, kid? You going to help me or not?"

"What? Eh- yeah." Stiles said, running over to him and helping him put the body in the trunk. He shivered at the thought. He was putting a body in a trunk. The body of his best friends' father. Well, one of his best friends anyway.

~o~

The day after

Scott and Stiles had snuck into Lydia's room in the hospital to check out if her wound had healed, and if she would become a werewolf or not. When they lifted the bandage, it was still fresh.

"Has it healed?" Stiles, who was looking the other way, asked.

"No." Scott said, frowning in confusion. "But the doctors said she was gonna make it." he put the bandage back and shook his head. "Derek said the bite either turns you or kills you."

"Unless she's not human." Stiles said. Scott looked at him with a frown on his face. "Something Lorraine once said." A pit formed in his stomach as he thought about her. Jason's team hadn't found anything, so he'd gone to Stiles' father. He'd told him that he was visiting for the weekend, and her father had suddenly passed away of a heart attack during the night. When Lorraine had heard the news, she'd wanted to go for a walk and hadn't come back. That's what the sheriff beliefs now anyway.

"So if she's not human…" Scott said, pulling Stiles from his thoughts. "Than what is she?"

"I… don't know. Maybe there's something in the bestiary, but I doubt that it would help." Stiles said, shrugging.

Scott let out a chuckle. "Dude, I think you mean bestial-"

"No I don't!" Stiles yelled, smacking him on the shoulder. "It's like an encyclopaedia for mythical creatures. It's hundreds, maybe thousands of pages long and very, very old. Lorraine was constantly translating pages of it after she dropped out of school."

"You think you can borrow it?" Scott asked.

"I just said the thing was hundreds of pages long, do you think it would help?"

"Fair point."

"Yeah." Stiles said, looking around nervously. "Now let's get out of here."

~o~

Jackson hissed in pain as he poured alcohol over his wound. Derek had given him the bite, just like he'd wanted to. Even though it hurt like a bitch, Jackson was pleased. He'd finally become a werewolf and then he'd kick McCall's butt.

~o~

Isaac let out a sigh as his phone went to voicemail yet again. He'd tried calling Lorraine for days now, but she hadn't answered any of his messages. She'd disappeared from the formal, then didn't show up the day after when they were supposed to hang out, and every time he tried to ask Stiles, the boy would get really stressed out and eventually walk away.

He let his phone fall on the couch and turned on the TV, that was still on channel one, the news. He was about to switch channels when a familiar face appeared on the screen.

"Teenager Lorraine Hield is still missing. Two days ago she'd gone on a walk after hearing her father had passed away, and she hasn't returned since. The Sheriff's department urges anyone who thinks to have seen her to call them immediately. The number is shown below. Lorraine is currently sixteen years of age, has blonde hair and green eyes, she's five foot two tall and was last spotted wearing blue jeans and a black leather jacket. Again, if you have any information please call the number below. Now onto a peculiar case: the dead woman found in Beacon Hills might be the one behind the fir-"

Isaac turned off the TV, tears in his eyes.

~o~

Allison smiled as Scott wrapped his arms around her. They were lying on her roof, watching the moon and the stars in the night sky.

"Do you think they'll be alright? Lydia and Lorraine?" she asked, looking up at him. He shook his head.

"I don't know. Bu-" he sighed as his phone started to ring. "Sorry." he said, answering it. "Hello… Stiles slow down. She's what? How- I'm coming." he said, hanging up.

"What's wrong?" Allison asked, watching as he stood up.

"Lydia, she's gone from the hospital." Scott said. "Stiles thinks I might be able to find her using her scent. I need to go."

"I'm coming with you." Allison said, pushing herself off the roof and walking back to her window. "I'll see you there." She left no space for him to argue, so Scott just set off towards the hospital, where Stiles was waiting for them.

Life in Beacon Hills was never going to be the same again.

A/N: So that's it... we all know what happens afterwards. Well, what happens afterwards in the series anyway. Since Lorraine isn't there, you can pretty much picture what happened in the series for the events that would've followed that last bit.

As I said at the end of the last story, the first "real" chapter will be uploaded in a month. I made this little chapter because I wanted to include it in the story, but also because this is easier. If you're interested in reading this story, you can now follow it instead of remembering to come back to it in a month.

Thanks you so much for reading, and I'll see you in the next chapter!

~Lilly