This Chapter was inspired by - The Fray - You Found Me

"Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me."

Anna watched as Carly trotted up the driveway towards her. She driven to Anna's house in her dad's car and she strutted up the porch; she noticed just how sexy Carly looked in her outfit. She was wearing a skimpy halter top and tight, fluorescent yellow shorts with matching Vans. "How did your dad not stop you at the door?" Anna pressed, jaw slack as she stared at her friend.
Carly eyes gleamed with a defiant edge as she shrugged, "He doesn't know." Anna glanced down at her own outfit and hoped it lived up. She was wearing bright pink UFO pants and a batwing t-shirt. Anna didn't particularly like being at the center of attention and at least now she didn't have to worry about her boobs popping out.
Anna strode towards the car and pulled open the passenger door, climbing in, "Do you know where it is?"
"Yes," Carly replied after a hesitant moment, "Don't doubt me, I know what I'm doing."
Anna rolled her eyes at her friends as they cruised around town, "Suuuuuuuure."

Outside of a warehouse on the very outskirts of the industrial district of town, Carly's father's Ford pulled into the parking lot. Anna got out, her hand shaking with nerves. She had nothing to feel nervous about – she was here to have a good time with her friend. But the plan Scott and Stiles had concocted nibbled at the back of her mind, making her feel nervous. No doubt Derek's pack would show up to ensure Jackson was trapped. The thought of Isaac here with another girl – even if it was one of her best friends and they were strictly pack-mates – shot pangs of envy through her. She forced herself to clear her mind before they entered the rave.
She was met by strobe lights and glow sticks almost blinding her sensitive eyes. she threw her hand up out of instinct and waited for her unprepared vision to adjust. When it finally did, Carly was already at a stand, buying water and glow sticks. Anna took the opportunity to escape and try to find Jackson. She pushed her way through the crowds, not particularly paying attention to where she was going until she hit something hard.
A guy in a leather jacket stared at her and then broke into a smile when he recognized her, "Oh, hey Anna."
She smiled back politely although she was only half paying attention to him. She had thought she'd spotted Jackson in the crowd but couldn't be sure, "Hey Matt," she said, "I thought you were here with Alison?" she asked looking around for the girl.
"I am," he said a little defensively. He added a laugh to make it sound more light-hearted, "I mean, she's here. Somewhere."
"Okay, well, I got to go. I hope you have a goodnight." She squeezed past him and dimly heard him shout goodbye back to her before she began moving towards the place she had thought she'd seen Jackson.
Someone grabbed her by the arm. She swirled abruptly only for someone to plant a kiss on her lips. Her eyes flew open but she still couldn't make out who it was until their tongue made a trail to her ear, "Hey." The voice drawled.
She slapped him. Hard, "Isaac!" she yelled at him, "You scared the hell out of me!"
"Wouldn't be the first time," he said calmly. Then his face darkened, "What are you doing here Anna?" he still had his hand wrapped around her arm. She looked down at his hand but he didn't let go.
"I'm here with Carly," she said very slowly, "Also keeping an eye on Jackson. Though failing. Miserably."
His voice was harsh when he spoke again, his eyes troubled, "Stay away from Jackson," Isaac told her firmly, "He could hurt you."
"He could hurt you," she pointed out, "Stop trying to baby me. I'm helping whether you like it or not."
Isaac pulled her forward and she stumbled up against him. He let out an amused laugh before kissing her again, enough to take her breath away when he finally leaned back, hand still lingering in her hair and on the small of her back, "Don't be an idiot," he growled softly into her ear, sending a shiver running along the length of her body and ruffling the baby hairs there, "You're gunna get yourself killed."
She looked into his ocean blue eyes for a moment, as the music pulsed around them and people jumped around with ecstasy, and seemed to drown. "Let me go." She demanded finally.
He didn't drop her, "Stay with your friend." He instructed her as he led her across the dancefloor and towards Carly who was looking for her frantically.
"Let me go, Isaac!" she yelled over the din of the music, "This isn't fair!"
"Keeping you alive isn't fair?" he snapped suddenly, "You're human and fragile. Just stay out of the way."
And then he just left. "There you are," Carly sighed, relieved, "Come on, let's go dance." Anna didn't want to dance. She wanted to find that boy and slap him. Or kiss him.

Both.

She also wanted to find Scott and ask him about the plan and keep an eye on Jackson. Everything seemed to be crumbling. Begrudgingly, she let Carly lead her into the center of the dancefloor and soon they were laughing and speaking to other people and dancing with others. Carly found her people, the Kandi kids (yes, Carly had gone through a kandi faze and had all the homemade beaded bracelets, necklaces and other accessories to prove it) and had soon disappeared amongst them. Buying Anna some time to try and relocate Jackson.

She was stopped abruptly by someone again.

"What?" she snapped indecisively again. It was Alec who stood before her this time. She was angry at him for stopping her but he looked pale and worried and kept fingering his clothes.
"It's the Argents. They're going after Jackson. They're going to kill him."
Anna's mouth dropped open, unable to comprehend, "What?" she finally blurted, more to herself, "I- I have to warn Isaac. The plan…we- we had a plan… it's not going to work. Isaac. Isaac!" she turned away from Alec and briefly heard him calling her name but ignored it. She was so pissed at him she couldn't bear to look at him for a moment longer.

She pushed her way through the dance floor, allowing her senses to take over. She could smell members of the pack now, knew they were close. It was exactly a specific scent she had tuned into, more of a linger smell in the air. Like after you eat a curry and the smell still sticks around even though you've washed up and threw the wrapping in the trash.
Her hearing was almost ineffective over the noise, but she could hear bits and pieces. The small popping sound of gunfire outside followed by growls, the drumming of her own heart as she made her way forward. She spotted three figures dancing and the scent increased. She lingered for a moment, just watching. Anna caught a glimpse of Jackson's face and knew they were coaxing him but couldn't fight a fit of jealousy at their strange erotic dance.

Then something happened. Erica and Isaac's heads snapped back, their faces contorted in silent pain and they fell, Isaac first and then Erica crashed onto him. They lay in a heap for a moment as Anna began to try and reach them but was jostled by the unknowing crowd. Isaac reached for something but it was kicked across the warehouse floor, coming to rest at Anna's feet. She picked up the syringe and yelled, "Isaac!" before tossing it at him. He caught it but fixed her with a furious glare. She yelped a little as she took off after them.

Anna caught up with them a little later. She felt bad for ditching Carly, but Anna would have probably just been a buzz-kill anyway and Carly had seemed fine with those Kandi kids when she'd left her. Jackson was slumped in a chair, lifeless and still. A moment after Anna had entered someone grabbed her by the arm and pinned her up against the wall of the smaller warehouse, "What did I tell you?" Isaac demanded, "I told you to stay out of this!"
"Let her go, Isaac!" Erica yelled at him, coming between them and tugging his arm off her shirt.
"No!" She screamed back at him through gritted teeth, "You don't own me. I'm helping my friends! Whether you like it or not!" she pushed him away and he stumbled slightly. The door opened again and the wolves swirled menacingly towards the door, "It's me! It's me!" a familiar voice called, Stiles came to stand between Erica and Anna, "Is he okay?"
"Well," Isaac drawled, "Let's find out." He flicked his hand and claws extended were fingernails had once been. He raised his hand and Anna suffocated the urge to stop him. Now was not the time to act like an overprotective girlfriend. He brought his fist down and Isaac caught it in a rapid movement. Anna cursed as his arm was twisted violently, the sound of bones snapping the longer Jackson held him.
Isaac pulled away, groaning with pain, "And that's why you need us." Anna said smugly.
"Okay, no one does anything like that again, okay?" said Stiles, ignoring Anna's previous comment. Erica nodded, fear dancing across her features. Isaac was cradling his broken arm, pushing bone back together with a sickening snap.
"I thought the ketamine was supposed to put him out," Isaac puffed, trying to work his way through the agony. Anna laid a delicate hand on his shoulder, and felt him shiver beneath her touch. It was nice to know she gave him the same feeling he gave her.
"Well, apparently this is all we're gunna get," Stiles commented, "So let's just hope whoever's controlling him decided to show up tonight."
"I'm here," Anna turned to the source of the strange, almost demonic voice, "I'm right here with you."
Stiles moved towards him hesitantly and again Anna had to fight the urge to play parent. "Jackson is that you?"
"Us," Jackson corrected a blank look in his eyes, "We're all here." Stiles turned briefly to look at the three of them. They just stared at Jackson in shock, "Are you the one killing people?"
"We're the ones killing murderers," Jackson said.
"So all the people you killed so far-"
"-Deserved it."
Stiles looked bleak, "You see, we got a little rule book, that says you only go after murderers."
"Anything can break if enough pressures applied." Jackson replied.
"So the people you're killing are all murderers, then."
"All. Every. One."
Stiles cocked an eyebrow, "Well, who did they murder?"
"Me."
Anna's eyes narrowed. What he was saying was impossible.
Stiles frowned, "Wait, what? What did you mean?"
"They murdered me."
Anna felt a slight pressure on her arm, pulling her away. Stiles turned to watch them slink backwards. The Kanima's eyes turned snake-like and dead, "They murdered me."
Stiles backpedaled and soon the four of them were almost pressed up against the walls of the warehouse. Jackson's hand slid across his jeans, revealing claws that looked more like small knives than nails. "Right, ketamine, the man needs more ketamine, come on."
Isaac held up an empty vial, "We don't have anymore."
Stiles looked exasperated, "You used the whole bottle?" Jackson stood up from his chair and screeched at them, it was like white-noise to Anna's ears and she screamed as his head contorted violently.
"Out, out, everybody out!" Anna didn't need to be told twice. She grabbed Erica's hand and pulled her through the doorway. The four of them shoved their body weight up against the door.
"Get something to roll in front of it." There was no need because a moment later, the Kanima leapt through the side of the warehouse, smashing through the steel wall as if it was made of glass. Anna could only stare in shock.

The four of them took off, gliding back through the dance floor and out of the exit. Anna felt like trying to find Carly but quickly dispelled the idea. The last thing they needed was someone else getting in the way. Anna didn't see Jackson – or the Kanima – in the club, which she guessed was a relief.
Anna and Stiles stepped over the barrier as Derek came sprinting to join them, "Yeah – ugh – so we kind of lost Jackson inside but - "
"What?" Derek snapped. Erica and Isaac emerged but seemed to slow because of something. They glanced down at the ebony barrier of ash that Stiles had laid out with a knowing look on their faces. "Oh my god," Anna whispered, "It's working."
Stiles paused to do a little victory dance before explaining, "I did something," he explained, "I used mountain ash to-"
"Scott." Derek interrupted.
Anna scowled at him, "What?"
"Break it."
"Why?" Stiles asked, "No way."
Derek pointed a finger at him, "Scott's dying."
"What? How do you know that?"
"Ohmigod – Stiles, I just know," he screamed. He shot a pleading look at Anna and they both yelled, "Break it."
Stiles glanced down at the barrier, "All right," he said regretfully; he pushed the ash away so there was a clear break in the barrier.

She found Carly passed out and drunk outside the rave when she heard the distant whirling of police sirens. She bundled her best friend into the backseat, checking first to make sure she was still breathing. She just looked tired, and angelic, a smile fixed on her face. She'd clearly enjoyed the night. Anna went to the trunk of the Ford and found an old blanket. She was about to drape it over her friend when someone grabbed her hips and bent down, moisturizing the side of her neck with a kiss that made her knees go weak. The person nibbled, "And your dead." A familiar voice whispered in her ear, tugging on it slightly with their teeth.
"Then I must be in heaven," she moaned softly. Despite the fact she wanted to him to continue, she forced him to stop, "I'm sorry about the plan. It didn't work – n-none of it worked." Her voice was strangled with anger but Isaac just planted a kiss on her forehead.
"It'll be fine," Isaac said half-heartedly. Deep black bags were etched under his blue eyes and he was swaying on his feet a little, "We'll find some other way to stop Jackson." He yawned.
"Come on," Anna said, tugging on his hand, "You're staying at my house tonight."
"I don't think that's-"
She grabbed the sides of his face and pushed her lips onto his. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth and he lifted her up onto her tippy-toes, hands skimming the outline of her body from her hips to her breasts. "I'm staying at your house tonight." He finally echoed. She led him to the Ford by his pinky finger and threw the blanket messily over her unconscious friend. Reaching into her pocket to find her car keys, extracting them she moved over to the driver side door.
"Looks like your friend had a good time," Isaac commented as he glanced at a sleepy Carly who snuggled against the seats, "She kind of looks like a puppy."
Anna giggled and looked at Carly again, "She does." Anna agreed with a giggle. She pushed the keys into the ignition. The car rumbled into life and Anna screeched the Ford away before the first police cruiser had time to arrive.

Isaac helped Anna prop Carly onto the couch. Anna placed a small pillow beneath the dark brown hair and hung a blanket over her body. She smiled down at her friend before taking Isaac's hand and leading him upstairs. Then they just did the most incent thing. They laid next each other on the bed, feet up against the pillow, heads hung over the edge so they could stare at the night sky. The sky seems astonishingly beautiful tonight like a navy blue blanket that covers the earth, glittering in all the right places and the almost full moon sending silver shafts of light down onto their faces.
"It's beautiful," she whispered lightly as they watched the stars dance and shimmer.
"Like you," Isaac commented beside her.
She couldn't hide her smile, "Thank you, but I'm not," she decided to change the subject, "How's Rica and Boyd?" she asked softly. Her fingers moved to his hand, tracing circles on his palm. It felt so natural to be close to him now, when before everything with Derek becoming the Alpha and the whole Kanima thing she had been too scared to approach him openly.
Isaac stifled a yawn, "They're doing okay. They do wanna see you, ya know, but they just haven't had the time. This is their first full moon – so Derek's got them on a pretty tight leash. Me, though, I've already had my first moon."
Anna thought this over in her head, "What does it feel like… becoming a wolf," she pondered, "Does it hurt?"
"Some," he said, "It's the pull that hurts more. The longer you're in human form, the more pain you're in. Once you give into it, it's the best feeling in the world. You forget about an problems and issues of real life, it's bliss."
"Unless you choose to control it." Anna prompted.
"Yeah," he replied absently, "Then it just feels weird, but I'd do that. For you." She turned to him and he reached out for her, taking a hold of her face and bringing his lips down onto hers softly. She didn't say a word, just kissed him back without any added play like feeling his hair or nibbling his ear.
She tucked her head into the crevice of his neck after switching the small bedside lamp off, "I'm scared, Isaac," she whispered, "Of the hunters, and the Kanima and the full moon tomorrow night and for my friends – Scott, Carly, Stiles, Erica…. But most of all, I'm scared for you."
"It's okay," he muttered back, chin resting on her head, "I'll protect you."
She was about to say she wasn't the one that needed protecting until she heard soft snoring. And that was it. He was asleep and she wasn't.

Anna curled closer to him, their bodies entwined in each other. She never wanted to let go again. She fell asleep to the soft drumming of his heart and the promise of a brand new day tomorrow – even if it did terrify her in ways she couldn't express.