amateur detective ━━ stiles stilinski¹

xxv; checkmate

JULIETTE OPENED THE DOOR WHEN IT RANG. Not to anyone's surprise, it was Peter Hale. He looked nothing like Stiles described him to be, when he would tell her about how intimidating but 'unbelievably narcissistic piece of shit'. He was fairly muscular, built similarly to how Derek Hale's muscles structured. Stiles was right about one thing, however, and it's how Peter will look at you and automatically assume he knows all there is to know about you. "You must be Juliette."

She stared at him for a while before letting him in. "You know who I am."

"Of course I do." He entered the house when she showed no sign of inviting him in anytime soon. She closed the door behind her as he examined her, eyes trailing to her hair. Her hair had dried blood on it, which she inconveniently had no time to rinse off. "The Amplifier."

Juliette recognised the look on his face because she's seen the same look on the Nogitsune before. He wanted to use her for his own good, but she wouldn't let him even think about it. "He's over there." She led him to the living room, where Void was paralysed in the couch.

Peter didn't bother to greet anyone, but instantly started examining Void's body, while Void followed his gaze unbothered. "He doesn't look like he would survive a slap across the face, much less a werewolf bite."

"So you don't think it would work?"

He turned to Juliette, eyeing her bandaged stomach. "They both have cuts on their stomach?" He asked, and Scott nodded. Don't ask more, Juliette silently prayed, please don't ask more. "If Juliette is recovering at the same speed he is, and he looks weaker than she is, then it's more about his mind than his body." He explained. "You have better methods for winning this battle."

"What kind of methods?"

"I have two in mind." Peter shrugged. "Which ever one works fastest."

Lydia tilted her head. "What are the two methods?"

"The Amplifier." He pointed at Juliette. "Or the same plan you told me; we get into his head. With the Amplifier."

Juliette shook her head. "It's cute that you think I can help with this, but it took me two whole days to shut off the voice in my head telling me to protect the Nogitsune. We have better luck finding a plan that doesn't involve me."

Peter Hale looked around at Deaton, Lydia and Scott. None of them tried to argue with her, partly because a piece of them still doubt she has fully recovered from the sire bond. "Both plans can't be done without her." He spoke to the three, ignoring her being in the room with them. "If you agree to get inside his head and guide Stiles' conscious, you can't do it without her. Amplifiers affect the Nogitsune the most, but that doesn't mean they don't affect any other supernatural creature. You'll need a werewolves claws and an amplifier to do that."

Void's eyes stringed to hers for only a second, but she caught his glance nonetheless. "And the first plan?"

"I'll leave that for a desperate day." Peter shrugged. "Are you all in?"

"Fine." Juliette muttered. "So what do we have to do?"

Peter stood behind the couch, posing over Void. "Scott will try to dig through pale and sickly evil Stiles' mind, to an earthly pale and sickly real Stiles. Then guide him back into his own subconscious. But he's not going to go in alone." He finally said. "Juliette's going in with him."

They all heard a muffled laugh come from Void. Juliette stared at him for a moment, then shook it off refusing to let him get into her head and turned back to Peter. "Okay." She said desperately. "If it means getting Stiles back, fine. What do I have to do?"