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42

"They did what?" Faline asks Melissa as they walk into the police station.

"They kidnapped Jackson," Melissa tells her.

"Mary, Jesus and fucking Joseph," Faline says, rubbing a hand over her face.

They stand in the room where Sheriff Stilinski is reading out the terms of Scott and Stiles' restraining order that was placed by Jackson's father.

"You will not go within fifty feet of Jackson Whittemore" Sheriff Stilinski reads. "You will not speak to him, you will not approach him. You will not assault or harass him physically or psychologically."

Sheriff Stilinski throws the clipboard onto the table.

"What about school?" Stiles asks.

"You can attend classes while attempting to maintain a fifty-foot distance," Sheriff Stilinski says.

"Okay, what if we both have to use the bathroom at the same time and there are only two stalls available and they're only right next to each other?" Stiles asks and Faline runs a hand over her face. "I'll just hold it"

"Move," Melissa says as Scott stops to stare at Stiles and his father. "It's not just this. Although, a restraining order is a new low I didn't think that you would reach quite this soon. It's everything on top of it. The completely bizarre behavior from you. The late nights coming home, having to beg Mr. Harris for you to make up that chemistry test that you missed"

"I missed a chemistry test?" Scott asks.

"Really, Scott? Really?" Melissa asks. "Yes, you missed a test. I have to ground you. I am grounding you. You are grounded."

"What about work?" Scott asks.

"Fine other than work and no TV" Melissa says.

"TV's broken," Scott says.

"Then no computer" Melissa says.

"I need the computer for school," Scott says.

"Then no, uh" Melissa turns and spots Stiles and Faline. "No Stiles. And no Faline"

"What no Stiles?" Said boy asks.

"Faline wasn't involved in this,"

"No Stiles and Faline" Melissa shouts and Stiles and Faline step back. "And no more car privileges give me your keys. Give 'em to me! Oh for the love of God"

"Mom do you want me to-" Scott begins.

"No," Melissa says.

"Mom, come on, let me just" Scott grabs Melissa's hands. "Mom, mom"

"What is going on with you?" Melissa asks. "Is this about Allison, Scott?"

"Do you really wanna know?" Scott asks.

"Yeah," Melissa says. "Is this about your father? It is isn't it, Scott? Okay, you know what, we'll talk about this at home"

The next day, Faline, Scott, Stiles, and Allison are talking through the shelves.

"It's the most of what Lydia and Faline could translate between them" Allison whispers. "Trust me, Lydia was very confused"

"What'd you tell her?" Scott asks.

"That we're part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures"

"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures," Stiles says.

"O- Oh," Allison says. "Great"

"Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?"

"Not really but Stiles was right about murderers," Allison says.