Thicker than Water
A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

Thicker than Water©Bluepenquin1998
Teen Wolf© MTV

Prologue

"Hey Len baby, it's mom. I'm so sorry sweetheart, but I'm going to have to stay in Beacon Hills for at least another two weeks, we are so close to bringing this son of a bitch down. Kind of wished we had you here, we're in need of another good shoot, the others are mostly shit. Honestly, can't get the help these days. Anyway, Allison says hi and I hope you're being good. Give Claire my love and as soon as I get back we are going on the biggest shopping trip, then I'll take you to the shooting range, that sound good? Love you, bye!"

Lennon hung up the phone and clenched her jaw, repeating the words in her head. Her mother's final words to her, a simple, happy voicemail. She had been listening to it a lot since she got the news. "Are you alright, Lennon?" Her grandfather asked from beside her, his bodyguards sat in the front seat. As soon as she got the news about her mother's death, Lennon had been brought away from the woman she normally stayed with while her mother was on hunts, Claire, and been brought into the custody of her grandfather, Gerard.

"I'm fine." She said in a small voice, pulling her leather jacket tighter around herself. They were travelling to her mom's funeral, a public funeral that her grandfather insisted on. If she had her way, her mom's funeral would have been out of the public eye, but if her grandfather wanted it, he got it.

"Good." Gerard said, as they pulled up beside the graveyard. "Now, the paparazzi will be wanting a story and so they will be vicious. Stay close to Charles and Daniel and don't speak a word to them. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir." Lennon replied, as Daniel opened the door for her. She stepped out of the car, only to be assaulted with shouts and flashes. She stuck close to her grandfather and the bodyguards as the paparazzi shouted.

"Mr Argent, how do you feel knowing your daughter was a serial killer?"

"Did you know about what your daughter was doing?"

"Hey you, the girl! Are you one of the Argent's? Are you her daughter? Did you know about her? Did she hurt you?"

Lennon whipped around, her fist clenched to punch the man in the face. How dare he talk about her mother like that! She raised her hand, but before it could go anywhere, her grandfather's hand gripped her wrist like a clamp. He pulled her along and Lennon narrowed her eyes at his back, following him as the paparazzi yelled more accusations. "Try to keep your dignity." Gerard hissed. "For your mother at least." Lennon yanked her wrist out of his grip, glaring at him as he went over to a boy taking pictures. She had never got along with her grandfather and neither had her mother. Kate clashed with him, while Lennon found him plain creepy.

She rubbed her wrist as Gerard pulled the camera out of the boy's grip, the boy that had somehow managed to evade the police and get over the barrier. "This looks expensive."

"Yeah, nine hundred bucks." The boy confirmed.

Gerard pulled the SD card from the camera and showed it to the boy. "And how much was this?" He snapped the SD card and handed it back to the boy. He glanced at Lennon, who glared at him. She then caught sight of her mother's coffin and everything stopped. She walked to it, past the boy, past her uncle who called her name, and stood before the coffin, placing a shaking hand on it.

Her mother had done terrible things, things that fractured the loving image that Lennon had in her mind, but Kate was still her mother. Tears threatened to spill, but she wouldn't let them. Not in front of the media, not in front of all these people, not in front of her grandfather.

She turned when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her uncle, Chris, stood there, a sympathetic look on his face. "Lennon sweetheart, I'm so sorry." He said, pulling her into a hug. She hugged him back. She had wanted a hug since her mother died, and let's face it, would you want to hug Gerard Argent?

"Do you mind if I…" She trailed off, waving her hand.

"Have a moment alone? Of course." Chris said, backing off.

Lennon let out a breath and walked off, tottering slightly in her heels. She could almost hear her mother's laughter in her head, 'Come on Bambi, you can do better than that.' She stopped when she saw two boys crouching behind a statue, not noticing her yet. "What are you doing?" Lennon asked.

"Holy god!" The boy with the buzz cut exclaimed, falling on his ass.

The other boy spluttered and smiled at her. "Uh, um, hi there- we were just-um-"

The sheriff came up behind the two boys, grabbing them by the scruffs of their necks, before turning to Lennon. "I'm so sorry, Miss Argent." He said apologetically. "My son and his best friend clearly don't know their boundaries." He hissed angrily.

She blinked. "It's fine." She replied.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He said. "Good afternoon." He then pulled the boys away from her, making them grumble and grunt. Lennon watched in faint amusement, before realising that Victoria was calling her over. She let out a sigh, before turning back to the funeral and walking over to it. She took a seat beside Allison, who smiled softly at her. Lennon smiled back and turned back to the coffin. There was something else on her mind however.

There was a reason her grandfather brought her to Beacon Hills, and she had a feeling it wasn't to mourn her mother.

I really shouldn't be starting another story.

Lol whoops.

But yeah, I hope you guys enjoy! As you can see, this is going to be a Stiles/OC fic, but if you are a fan of Isaac/OC then you should check out my other Teen Wolf fic, Season of the Witch!