So this story will eventually be Scott x Cora. I would definitely appreciate reviews, likes, and follows. Will be updated often (a minimum of once a week). Thanks a bunch everyone!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters related to Teen Wolf or Scooby Doo Only the plot of this story and any original characters are my mine.

Their brother-sister road tip had been surprisingly, more enjoyable than expected. Obviously, the first few days were awkward. Both of them knowing that they needed to have a serious conversation about each other's whereabouts the last six years, but each of them avoiding that dreaded conversation for the first few days while they figured out where they were headed, and playfully bantered about when to rest, and what should be played on the radio. Derek tried the "It's my car, my rules" routine, but he didn't resist Cora's pleads to listen to her favorite stations-which was unexpectedly pop music stations. But eventually they came to a stop at a nice hotel and could no longer bicker in the car. Yet, their "catch up" conversation of the last six years ended up being a lackluster one.

Derek and Laura had been living in New York since the fire. They lived comfortably in a spacious loft in Manhattan. Laura found work as a successful art dealer, and Derek finished school and became an EMT. Cora got in contact with a beta who had ties in South America, and she went there where she thought she was safe. Rumors circulated about a Hale pack, so Cora went back to Beacon Hills. It was simple as that. Although, telling Cora about how he inadvertently contributed to the fire though his relationship with Kate Argent wasn't particularly something that went smoothly.

And now their road trip was over. They settled in back at the loft and Cora retreated to her room to unpack. She was a simple person, Cora wasn't exactly interested in being girly, and she never had. She didn't have many articles of clothing, just essentials that matched. She didn't do posters, and she wasn't a fan of decorating. But she had taken some pictures of the landscapes she came across while on her cross country voyage, and decided to display them on her dresser and nightstand. She began playing music on the fancy new stereo system her brother had bought her on their way back into town-a gift she reminded him he didn't really buy her, as technically she was entitled to some of the Hale House insurance money also.

A soft knock interrupted her private thoughts as she was hanging her clothes up.

"Come in," she groggily called out. She had only now realized how tired she was from their expedition.

Derek opened the door, his face seeming defensive, almost hard, as if he didn't want to crack.

"So, I'm assuming you'll be going to Beacon Hills High now that we're back. You want to go tomorrow and get your classes straightened out?"

No wonder why Derek's face was so hard. Obviously, whether Cora wanted to or not, going to high school was non-negotiable to Derek. Not that she would have rejected the idea, but she didn't really like being told what to do. And being surrounded by half-witted teenagers wasn't exactly her idea of fun.

"Might as well. At least if I'm at school I can make sure Scooby and the gang don't get their sorry little selves into too much trouble with the supernatural," Cora responded with a heavy sigh, and an even heavier eye-roll.

Derek ignored Cora's harsh comment about Scott and the pack. "That isn't why I want you in school. You need to be normal."

Cora looked up from the clothes she was folding, and up at her brother. His face had softened from when he first entered the room. His eyes weren't as sharp. They were almost pleading.

"So we came back to Beacon Hills to be normal? Really Derek?" The arch in Cora's eyebrow must have reached the ceiling.

"It was our home. I'm not sure it ever stopped being our home. So, why not at least try and re-establish our home? Besides, Laura and I both went to Beacon Hills High, despite being wolves. High school is the same everywhere. Catty girls, jocks, nerds, parties. That's all normal stuff."

"Yeah, and so are teenage werewolves, human sacrifices, kanimas and banshees."

Derek let out a soft sigh. "Look, it won't be that bad. Just go and finish high school. You shouldn't have much longer. You went to school in Colombia. After you graduate, you can figure out what you want to do."

"Relax Der, I'll go. I'm just messing with you."

Derek crossed the room in two long strides and ruffled Cora's hair. "You haven't grown up much little sister," he chuckled.

"Ugh Derek, don't be all sentimental and crap. I'll end up vomiting all over the place and I just want to sleep," Cora complained with a face of disdain, but Derek could tell she wasn't totally opposed to his brotherly behavior. It was something she had missed the last six years. Derek did spoil her when she was little. And it was nice to see her brother no brood as much as he had been during their debacle with the Darach and the Alpha Pack.

"Alright, get some sleep. We're going to the high school in the morning. Night"

"Night Derek."

Derek exited the room and shut Cora's door tightly. She quickly finished unpacking and fell back onto her bed. After setting her alarm on her phone, she fell into a dreamless sleep, knowing that's soon, she would have nights full of textbooks and studying.

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