There comes a time in life that you have to choose to either stay rooted in the life that you are living or move forward. To allow the darkness to swallow you whole or fight until you are free. Eight years ago there didn't seem to be anything but darkness surrounding Beacon Hills. It had been that way for a while; at least it had been from the time one full moon that changed the lives of many.

Now the kids that were fighting battles that seemed too big were now grown up. They had tried to put the turmoil behind them. That was until a new threat was seeming to appear and they needed all the help they could get. "Jackson said he'd be flying in as soon as he can." Lydia Martin said as she walked across the living room.

Kira Yukimura sat next to Tate Donavon as he worked on the computer. Scott McCall descended the stairs, "I just got off the phone with Argent he said that he and Isaac could be here in a few days."

Kira looked up at her fiancé, "Tate still hasn't found anything."

Walking over to the chair she sat in Scott placed his hands on her shoulders to peer at the screen, "you've been looking for weeks and still nothing?"

Tate looked up from behind his large rimmed glasses, "she obviously doesn't want to be found. Didn't you say that she's been gone for almost seven years? Off the radar completely?"

"Why don't we just ask Derek or Peter? Maybe they know." Kira asked as she leaned her cheek against Scott's arm.

Lydia examined her nails, "maybe she turned back into a coyote." The other three turned to stare at the strawberry blonde that was sitting on the couch, "what? It is a possibility. She never wanted to see any of us again."

Turning in her seat Kira leaned forward, "actually she said she never wanted to see you and Stiles again. If I remember right you chased her off."

Narrowing her eyes Lydia went to speak as the door opened, "I was looking through all of Deaton's books and-" Stiles froze in the entry way. "What did I miss?"

The petite girl rolled her eyes, "apparently everything is our fault." She stood up, "who knew, right?" Brushing past him she headed up the stairs.

Stiles looked up to see where Lydia disappeared and then turned to his best friend, "Scott fill me in?"

Scott just shook his head, "it isn't important."

"Yes!" Tate proclaimed as he jumped to his feet startling everyone. "I found her."

"Found who?" Stiles asked moving towards the rest of his friends.

Kira and Scott shared a look, but Tate went on. "Nothing was coming up for Tate so I tried Hale." He turned and looked to Kira, "after you said about asking Peter or Derek." He then looked to Scott, "that's why we couldn't find her. She isn't going by Tate anymore."

Scott leaned forward to look at the screen, "she changed her name?"

"Yeah, but I did it. I found her." Tate said looking very proud of himself.

Stiles continued to look at Tate, "Malia? You found Malia?"

"Yeah," he pushed up his glasses. "Did you know her?" Did he know her? Not only had he known her, but they had been in love. That was before he broke her heart and made her leave town.