Ryder sat in the back of the class, head bent down over her notebook with her pencil sketching away at the lined paper. Before her sat a half finished wolf, his or her face hidden behind undergrowth. Like it was watching. Her life had changed so much over the past two years. For example her brother Scott finally got to explaining to her that he was a werewolf. Not only that but he was an alpha. Majority of her friends were too. Ryder, not being all that social had always just stuck with Scott and made friends with his friends. Thinking about it caused her to glace up and look over to her brother who sat two rows over with Stiles sitting between them. She had grown up with Scott and Stiles and most of the time was the only one able to keep from trouble. Didn't mean she didn't go looking for it. Living with your dad, an FBI agent made you a pretty creative liar, and damn good at covering your tracks. Ryder had come to live in Beacon Hills again because she missed Scott and didn't so much like the reins her dad had on her. Ryder looked a lot like Scott in some ways. Though she was smaller and paler. She held the family trait of dark hair and eyes though.

Shaking her head clear again she turned back to her drawing to find she had been sketching without thinking again. "What's that?" Isaac asked, having watched her draw rather than listen to the class. Ryder covered her picture on instinct. She hid them from almost everyone, only Scott had ever seen one. Ryder didn't know why, she just did.

"Nothing."

"Oh so infatuation with wolves just runs in the family? C'mon can I see it?" Isaac teased looking over at her. She turned to look at him and rolled her hazel eyes as he gave her puppy ones, His big blues turning bigger.

"Oh that was real creative Bambi-eyes." Ryder scoffed before lifting her arms and letting him see anyway. She could feel the always-jittery Stiles trying to subtly look over at it too, but nothing Stiles did was subtle at all. Ryder chose to ignore it and let him see too anyway. What could the harm be?

"It's really good." Isaac said looking up from it to Ryder smiling, "Seriously, I see you draw all the time. Where do you keep all that crap?"

Ryder sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, "In my special hiding place. I expect you hide things in our backyard?"

Ryder heard Stiles snort and watched as he bit his lip to keep from laughing, the sound of Scott chuckling met her ears and she couldn't help but smile a bit.

"That was a better dog-joke than the ones Stiles comes up with, I'll give you that one Ry."

For the rest of the class period the gang stayed silent, only talking again after the bell rang dismissing them.

"Okay so we all know things are getting a little too quiet around here right?" Stiles said jumping in front of the McCalls as soon as they were out of the way of the stream of people fleeing from class. The two siblings moved to continue walking around Stiles and Ryder ruffled his hair.

"Stiles, I just moved to town again last week and from what I heard about your last adventure...well...let's hope it stays quiet for a while." Ryder commented before waving to Scott and Stiles to go to her locker in the Sophomore hall, being younger than them both.

"Stiles you seriously want something bad to happen?" Scott asked amazed on how Stiles could be so addicted to putting his life in danger. His best friend sighed and shook his head.

"No, but it's creeping me out a little bit." Stiles argued running a hand through his hair. Life used to be simple for the two buddies, but if was far from it anymore. Things always had to be complicated, and when they were simple it was just the calm before the storm.

"C'mon let's go to lunch, I'm starving!" Stiles suddenly said walking off towards the cafeteria after Ryder. Scott just shook his head and followed. The other pack members, Lydia, Allison, Ryder, and Stiles were usually the only people at the lunch table with Scott. He could remember a time when it was just Stiles and him sitting at the table alone. That was before Scott used his wolf powers for Lacrosse. Ignoring the fact that Ryder had taken the last seat when she came back last week.

The whole gang, minus Allison was seated at the table already when Stiles and Scott arrived. Including Erica, Boyd, Breslin and Anya who usually kind of just did their own thing. Scott was happy to see everyone none-the-less. What Stiles had said a few minutes before in the hall worried him. He could be right, things have been extremely quiet on a supernatural level around Beacon Hills.

"So guess what I found out today?" Anya said bouncing about and ignoring her food. It looked like she had something pretty good to say and had been waiting for Scott to come before she said it that way no one would have to restate it to him. That or she wanted to tell him herself. Ryder had always thought that Anya was a little to hyper at all times. Not saying that she minded but Anya had been her closest friend since she had arrived. Anya had lighter hair than she had and Anya's eyes were a light brown sort of like Ryder's.

"Well knowing you Mrs. Prissy and said to be perfect. You are going to tell us anyway because your head would explode if you kept other people's business out of it." Erica snapped. No one knew why but she had always had a problem with Anya. Either it was something that happened between them before Erica was a wolf and was epileptic, or there was no reasoning to it at all and Erica just enjoyed being a bitch to her.

"Anyway…what is it Anya?" Scott asked trying to be the peacekeeper, as he always seemed to be. Anya looked up at Scott through her black bangs and sighed.

"Derek and Peter Hale are back in town. They showed up late last night." Anya mumbled. Instantly the group just fell silent. Derek had disappeared a few weeks back, before Ryder came back into town. Taking his crazy uncle with him. Scott and Ryder turned to look at Stiles instantly after the news was given. Both with a look on their face stating they believe Stiles jinxed the peace.

"Hey I said it was too quiet. I'm not the one who brought back my murdering son of a bitch uncle." Holding his hands up in defense Stiles looked around at the uneasy faces looking at him.

"Leave it to Stiles to bring back the one person we all agree we hate." Jackson mumbled shaking his head glaring at Stiles with his bright blue eyes. Stiles shot him a look before hanging his head a little. He knew everyone was just making jokes but still. They were always saving him, even when he could help he felt like there was no importance in him being there.

The pack just kind of sat there for a moment before Lydia gasped. Being something that could usually tell them if they were all better off dead, everyone turned their attention to her. The strawberry-blonde girl looked panicked at Anya.

"Oh shit, I'm going to die." Anya mumbled trying to lighten the mood a little, only no one found it funny. Breslin just blankly stared at her, saying nothing.

"Lydia? What did you see?" Jackson asked moving closer to her and being the only to speak. Scott looked worriedly at all the members of his pack, wolf or not they were all a part of it in some way. To lose one of them would be horrible on a human level, he couldn't imagine how horrible it would feel and really be.

Lydia took a deep breath before looking to Ryder and Scott, "We might have a slight problem."

"Well you know it might help us if you told us the problem." Stiles said rolling his eyes and sick of having to fill in the blanks on his own all the time. Lydia gave him a look and he shut right up. Ryder trying to fight down a smile but failed and nudged Stiles's foot under the table as he was sitting right next to her. Stiles sighed but kept his mouth shut, knowing that was his warning before next time it was one of them with a set of nasty canines and anger issues.

"When's the next full moon?" Lydia asked pulling out her phone and typing away at it, probably to Allison. Jackson, Isaac, Scott, Breslin, Erica and Boyd sighed. Of course it had something to do with he full moon, it always did.

"This week Friday." Scott answered. Lydia raised her head to look at the alpha and nodded, "Then we're all screwed."

"Why do you always bring bad news? Why can't you use your powers to sense something happy coming to Beacon Hills for once? I swear everyday is doomsday." Stiles ran his hands down his face and Ryder hit him in the leg again, using a little more force than the last time.

"Ouch." Stiles mumbled causing Ryder to smirk a little bit. Lydia just shrugged and kept her usual guarded blank face.

"Well maybe if the murder hadn't been the one to give her the powers she might be able to sense good stuff. But name one good thing that came to Beacon Hills without killing someone?" Anya asked speaking up first. Ryder raised her hand before Breslin spoke to shoot her down, "That was supernatural."

Ryder's hand fell and Scott chuckled a little. Erica crossed her arms before standing up from the table, "Either way someone is going to have to go talk to Derek and I suggest Scott and Isaac do it."

Stiles gave her an are-you-kidding-me look, "No way. The team is always me and Scott."

Ryder kicked Stiles under the table again and he looked at her, "You aren't part of the tag team yet Missy." Ryder pouted and Scott turned his attention from his sister and back to the task at hand.

"I'll go. Later after school tonight."

The bell rang before any one of them could say a word and Scott was the first to head off. The group dispersed and went off on their own separate ways. Anya following after Ryder, Stiles running after Scott to see if he can try and follow him to Derek's.

"So are you worried about the doom impeding on us from full moon night?" Anya teased as the two walked down the hall towards their next class. One thing stopped them though, the sound of the fire alarm.

The girls looked at each other before running outside. It couldn't be just a fire alarm. It was never that simple in this town. Ryder grabbed Anya's arm and took her over into the parking lot. Stiles was climbing into his jeep and Scott was racing away on his bike.

"Stiles Stilinski, you are giving us a ride to wherever Scotty-boy is running off to." Ryder demanded running over and shoving Anya into the passenger side of the jeep. Stiles froze for a second before opening his mouth to protest. Ryder walked around and grabbed Stiles by the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to her eye level.

"That is my brother and he is running off to do some crazy thing isn't he?"

Stiles swallowed and nodded, "Yeah, probably?" Ryder let go of him then and jumped in the back of the jeep. "Then get your ass in and drive."

"So do you want to explain what's going on?" Anya asked in the jeep while Stiles raced after Scott who was sort of loosing them on his bike.

"Well right after the lunch bell Scott started not feeling good, then we were attacked in the locker room by none other than Jackson who doesn't seem to care that he isn't a crazy killer anymore. So Scott it going to get Derek's opinion which will probably be killing him." Stiles explained tightening his grip on the steering wheel.

"Where is Jackson now?" Ryder asked grabbing the back of the front seats so she could move her head to see out the windshield. Both girls looked over at Stiles who bit his bottom lip and sucked in a breath.

"Yeeeeeah...bout that...uh..."

"Stiles! Where is Jackson?" Ryder demanded getting frustrated with him and holding back information. He always did the same thing when he didn't want to tell her anything.

"At the school?" Stiles winced and ducked his head knowing Ryder was going to be hitting him on top of the head with her fist just like she always had when they were kids. Sure enough she did, even if it was pretty light compared to what it should have been and Stiles mentally thanked the fact that he was driving.

"Hey that's why the fire alarm went off right? To get everyone out of there? Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Breslin and the others are there. They can keep Jackson contained. Sheriff Stilinski knows about werewolves and such so they can cover it up and Jackson will be fine until we can calm him down." Anya stated being the one to find the logic in all of this. Stiles gave her a thankful look and Ryder sighed knowing that getting mad would get none of them anywhere.

"Alright so we go see Derek, then we save Jackson. Simple right?" Ryder mumbled and Anya turned to look at her, Stiles parked the car outside of Derek's and turned his head to look at Ryder too.

"You are definitely new here."