On the lacrosse field, Stiles and Carter glanced down at the girls before the former said, "No - we're not letting you leave them here."

"You don't have a choice, Stiles," Peter told him. "You're coming with me."

"Just kill me. Look, I don't care anymore."

Peter tipped Stiles under the chin with his claws and forced him to stand. "Call your friend. Tell Jackson where they are. That's all you get." He stared at Carter. "You stay."

Stiles stared down at Kinsey, trying to keep the tears from falling at the sight of her and called Jackson.

Stiles and Peter left.

Jackson carried Lydia in his arms while Carter carried Kinsey. "Come on, Lydia. Come on, Tabitha. Stay with us. Come on. Help me! Somebody help! Help us! Get help, please!"

In the Jeep, Stiles and Peter were driving, trying to find Derek.

Peter said to Stiles, "Don't feel bad. If they live, they'll become werewolves. They'll be incredibly powerful."

"Yeah, and once a month, they'll go out of their freaking minds and try to tear me apart," Stiles shot back.

Stiles pulled into a parking garage. As he got out, Peter grabbed him and hauled him to a different car.

"Whose car is this?" Stiles asked.

"It belonged to my nurse," Peter replied.

"What happened to your n-" Peter opened the trunk to reveal his dead nurse, "Oh, my God!"

"I got better."

INT. HOSPITAL

Melissa stood outside Kinsey's room a moment before going back to her job.

Carter had left to find his family and his friend.

INT. PARKING GARAGE

Peter opened his laptop and handed Stiles a WiFi device.

"Good luck getting a signal down here," Stiles said. "Oh, MiFi. And you're a Mac guy. Does that go for all werewolves, or just a personal preference?"

"Turn it on," Peter demanded. "Get connected."

"You know, you're really killing the whole werewolf mystique thing here. Look, you need Scott's username and password, and I'm sorry, but I don't know them."

"No, I don't."

"Even if I couldn't hear your heartbeat, I would still be able to tell that you're lying."

"Dude, I swear to God-" Stiles' face was slammed into the laptop.

"I can be very persuasive, Stiles. Don't make me persuade you."

INT. HOSPITAL

"Where are they?" Jackson demanded.

"Hey," Sheriff Stilinski said. "Hey! What the hell happened to those girls?"

"I-I don't know. I went out looking for them-"

"What, you just happened to wander into the middle of that field and you just found them there like that? Don't lie to me, son."

"No, I-"

"Hey! What happened to them?"

"This isn't my fault!"

"She's your girlfriend! And Kinsey is her younger sister! That's your responsibility!"

"No, she's not, okay? Neither of them went to the formal with me."

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