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[im_apimp]

Things Alec planned to do with his evening:

Get some fresh air - check

Wander in the woods - check

Maybe find someone nice to talk to - check(ish - jury's still out on Stiles)

Things Alec did not plan to do with his evening but wound up doing anyway:

Follow around a creepy guy who wasn't entirely organic because Stiles's "spidey sense" (whatever the hell that is) is tingling

It's not that he's complaining - it's something to do which is always nice, but his thoughts keep swinging around to "why should he care?" He doesn't care about this place, as a general rule, beyond his survival in it, but now he's trying to help protect it? He's still weighing the pros and cons as he leads the way through the woods, keeping up with the trail and trying not to be seen - or let Stiles be seen. He's a nice guy, but about as stealthy as a bag of bricks.

The guy stops, he stops, hiding himself behind a nearby tree, and he glances around it for a moment to make sure the coast is clear before gesturing for Stiles to come closer. Slowly. Quietly. Without drawing undue attention to himself.

Please.

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[rozpetac]

The worse thing.

"Sounded like an explosion." Stiles' voice doesn't sound like his normal tone and there's a slightly haunted look in his eyes to go with the white face. "We need to get back right now." Because Peter. Isaac. The shop and werewolves and Isobel and Peter.

Don't be dead. Don't be dead, guys. Stiles isn't sure he can take it if you're all dead.

[im_apimp]

Alec tries to push himself up to his feet, ready to follow Stiles back into the city, but the explosion is coming from the city. It's a bright white light burning out from the epicenter of Town's Square and rattling towards them at an even faster right.

So Alec does the sane thing. He takes Stiles, grabs his shoulders, and turns them back to go deeper into the woods.

"This way."

[rozpetac]

"No! No, Alec, we need to go back." Stiles is pulling away because he still has people there. He has...they have to go back. Maybe they're not dead, maybe they got to shelter in time, maybe they just need him to find them. You need to let him go, Alec.

They... they might have made it out.

Please have made it out.

[im_apimp]

Nope, Alec isn't going to let him go. Because Alec knows explosions - he knows explosives - and that isn't the way they needed to go.

"If you run back into that thing it'll tear you to shreds. You can't help anyone if you're dead."

The shockwave is getting closer and he turns and shoves Stiles ahead of him. "We need to go!"

[rozpetac]

Right. Save yourself first and then go back for any survivors. He blinked back the tears in his eyes because he knows Alec is right.

So he starts running again. He thinks a little hysterically of that one t-shirt that his mom had loved, the one that had said "I am Bomb Technician, if you see me running, try to Keep Up!"

He looks back one more time before he puts on another burst of speed. Trying to outrun the shockwave...

[im_apimp]

Doesn't work as well as they hope. Alec keeps trying to push him faster but Stiles is human and Alec won't leave him behind. It's not long before the white light engulfs them, and then everything after that is black.