Disclaimer: Still don't own Teen Wolf. Likely I never will.

"I have to call your father,"

Scott stopped in the process of pulling on his shirt to stare at his mother, bewildered.

"What? Why?"

"Because you were dead, Scott. Your father would want to know."

"But I'm fine, so no need to have that worrying him, right?"

"Sorry, no,"

"Mom! I wasn't even," Scott stopped to check that they were indeed alone in the room, "you know," he almost whispered the last word, "dead."

"I know that. You know that. Your father doesn't know that."

"But…"

"No buts. If you are going to go through with such a terrible plan then you had better be prepared to deal with the fallout."

"But Dad will never know."

"Scott, this is Beacon Hills. It's not that big, and your father lives here now, Besides, do you really think no one is going to talk about it? Dr. Geyer wans you in tomorrow to run some tests because he wants to know why you were officially dead. You have an official time of death, Scott. Do you really think your father wouldn't find out?"

Scott sighed, but he knew that his mother had a point, There was no way around this. As he resumed the process of pulling his shirt on, Melissa pulled out her phone and dialed Raph's number with a sigh. She really did not want to do this.

As she was dialing, Dr. Geyer came in to ask if he could check over Scott one more time before he went home with Melissa.

Melissa stepped out of the room and stepped into a vacant staff lounge as she waited for her ex-husband to pick up the phone. After what seemed like an eternity, she heard a sleepy voice bark "Agent McCall" into the phone.

Huh, She hadn't realized how late it was.

"Raph, it's me."

"Melissa? It's almost 1 in the morning, is everything okay?"

"Yes. But, I, ah, wanted to tell you that Scott was brought to the hospital a few hours ago, but everything is fine now."

"What happened? Melissa, are you sure he's okay?"

He sounded awake now.

Melissa took a deep breath and began to discuss the case clinically.

"An ambulance was called shortly before 9 tonight, and he was admitted into trauma as non-responsive, and not breathing with no discernable heartbeat."

"That…sounds like death. But, he's okay?"

"Please let me finish Raph, this isn't easy."

"Sorry, go ahead." She could hear the anxiety in his voice.

"After being admitted into the ER, doctors tried to revive him, but were unsuccessful. They called time of death at 9:02 pm, and informed me. His – he," (she had almost said his body, but couldn't manage it), "was moved to the morgue where an hour later he was all of a sudden awake and coherent. No one knows what happened, but he's alive now, and he's fine. The doctor's giving him a once over and then I'm taking him home. There was silence on the other end of the line. She could tell that he was gathering his thoughts.

"Who called the ambulance?"

The question took her by surprise.

"Stiles," she responded. She didn't know the actual story, but she would make sure that Stiles would cooperate her story later.

"Were they together when it happened?"

"No, Stiles came over to the house and found Scott unconscious in his room. He called 911 and did CPR until they arrived." She would really have to make sure Stiles knew what version of the story he was supposed to be telling.

"Was it an asthma related thing?"

Asthma, That was a good reason, She had almost forgotten that he was supposed to have it.

"Maybe. Probably. We're going home tonight, and I'm bringing him back tomorrow for some tests."

Another silence, and when another question came it was with less professionalism than before, "Melissa, are you sure he's oaky?"

"I am."

"And, are you okay?"

She hadn't been expecting that. This, she answered honestly, "I'm shaken and exhausted, but as long as he's okay, I'll be fine.

She heard another deep breath on the other side before he spoke again.

"I'm going to head back tomorrow."

Again, she was caught by surprise, "But, I thought you had more to take care of at headquarters."

"I do, but I can finish it from Beacon Hills. I took care of the formal stuff today."

"Alright, but only if you want to. I can handle it on my own, you don't need to be here."

"But you shouldn't have to. I'll head back tomorrow as soon as I have a chance to talk to my superiors. I should be back by the afternoon."

"Who are you and what have you done with my ex-husband?"

She heard a soft chuckle on the other end of the line. "I'm trying to be a better man, remember?"

She responded with a chuckle of her own. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Yeah," was his response, but she sensed there was more he wanted to say, so she waited. After a few moments of silence, he began, "Melissa?"

"Yes Raph?"

"Can I…talk to him? I know you said he's alright, but if I could talk to him…"

Melissa smiled to herself, "Just let me get back to his room."

Rapheal McCall sighed heavily and ran a weary hand through his hair as he leaned back in his bed in his San Fransico apartment as he listened to Melissa's footsteps as she carried the phone to the room that held his son. He couldn't believe that this had happened. If this had been a year ago, he probably never would have known. The thought of never finding out made his stomach twist into knots of discomfort. Which, considering the news he had just gotten, he wasn't surprised. He kept replaying Melissa's explanation in his head, "time of death was called at 9:02 pm."

Raph had been eating dinner and catching up with a friend from work at 9. He had been talking about Scott. He had told his friend everything from the PSAT CDC fiasco to the fact that he was the captain of the lacrosse team. He had mentioned that his girlfriend had been killed in a car jacking a few months ago, and that he had a job in the local vet's office. He felt chills run down his spine as he thought about the fact that during any one f those stories, Stiles could have been trying to give his best friend CPR while waiting for an ambulance and that his son was being rushed into a trauma room and pronounced dead before being wheeled into the morgue. He felt a hitch in his breathe every time he thought about it.

Distantly he heard Melissa talking to the doctor and tell Scott that his father was on the phone, and wanted to talk to him. He heard the shuffling of a phone changing hands and shook his head as if to clear his mind. When he finally heard Scott's greeting, he felt a crushing sense of relief.

"Hey Dad," he son said, sounding uncomfortable.

He's okay. He's really okay.

"Hey Scott. Anything new?"

He heard him laugh quietly and Raph smiled and gave a small chuckle as well.

"No, not really."

"So I hear. But Scott, are you really okay?"

"Yes Dad, I'm fine. Really."

He said it with a slight hint of exasperation, like he had been saying it all night. He probably had.

"I'm glad to hear that," he replied sincerely, "and, it looks like I won't have to worry about missing any of your games after all, because I'm going to be able to head back to Beacon Hills tomorrow. Things wrapped up sooner than expected here."

"Dad," Scott replied with a hint of exasperation, "I know you're lying, You're coming back because you're worried, but I'm fine. I swear."

"Scott, I want to come back. Really. So, I'll see you tomorrow?"

He heard his son give a sigh (and probably an eye roll) before he responded, "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." Maybe it was all in Raph's imagination, but he thought that maybe he didn't sound too upset about it.

"Alright," he responded, "I'll let you go now. I'm sure you probably want to get home and go to bed. And, Scott," he added as an after thought, "I love you."

"I love you too Dad. Good night."

"Night son." And with a smile, Raph hung up the phone. Tomorrow he would see his son and make sure that he really was fine. And once everything had settled down again, (or as much as it ever did in Beacon Hills), he would have a much needed conversation with his son in which he hoped to get some much needed answers.

So, I know I should be working on things I've started, really. But, since the time I last updated anything (and let's face it, it's been a while) I've come to love Teen Wolf. Especially the dynamics between the characters Hence, all of the stories. So, let me know what you think!