Hello everyone! Welcome to my newest Teen Wolf creation that is destroying me inside and out. Seriously though, why do I keep on doing this to myself? Oh, it's because this is so much better than actual life! Grr… Anyways, on that note, I present to you my lovely audience my new Teen Wolf story, Insomniatic, and my new OC, Aurora Gallagher. Reviews and critique would be wonderful!

Disclaimer: Do not own Teen Wolf, nor do I own 4:35 A.M. by Gemma Hayes.

The waves on Malibu Beach were crashing down on the shores like an angry symphony. It was amazing to watch because of the perfect harmony it radiated. As she watched the waves hurtle and collide with one another, Aurora "Rory" Gallagher immediately knew that she wouldn't want to be anywhere else, but here.

She didn't live in Malibu, but the beach reminded her of her mom and the good times they, her older brother Zach, and later her stepfather, Carlos, had not too long ago. Malibu had been the place where she learned, and later fell in love with, surfing.

Of course, she only did surfing for fun. Living in a town that was a couple of hours away from the ocean left little options for surfing competitions, but that's fine with her. Rory preferred soccer anyways.

Ugh, even in her inner musings, she was rambling.

As she sat on top of her surfboard, waiting for her next wave, Rory's thoughts drifted back to what laid ahead the next day. The first day of school was upon her once again, and she was not looking forward to it.

If you knew her personally, you could say Rory had a pretty tough life. At the age of just 2 years old, her father, who was a sniper for the military along with her uncle Patrick, was killed in combat. He left her mother, Beth, a widow with two young kids behind, and it had been rough for a while after that.

To keep herself occupied, her mother focused on her and Zach while also putting her time into her work. Things were beginning to look up when she met Carlos, and by the time they got married… well, you probably understand where this is going.

However, life threw her family another curveball when one day, at the tender age of 10, Aurora began feeling dizzy and nauseous at school. She ignored it for most of the day, but that was a bad idea on her part when she fainted in the middle of class. They all thought it was just a virus; nope, God just had to give her cancer.

Fucking cancer!

She went immediately into treatment after that. Aurora had wanted to kick cancer in the ass, so she did not complain at all when the chemo made her feel like shit. However, the chemo had made most of her hair fall out, leaving her to shave her head bald. It also caused her classmates to ostracize her, except for her best friend, Erica Reyes, her cousin, Scott McCall, her other friends, Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd, and Isaac Lahey, and her soccer teammates.

To top off the cherry of her messed up life, before Aurora began high school, her mother and stepfather were killed in a horrible car accident. It left her and Zach, who was starting his sophomore year of college, orphans. Their uncle Patrick and their aunt Vivienne believed that the siblings should be closer to them, their family; but, in the end, they both decided it would be best if Aurora stayed in Beacon Hills to finish high school.

Their aunt Melissa, being the most amazing person in the world, decided that she would take the two of them in until Zach finished college. Once he was settled after graduating, Rory would move in with him permanently. So, now, she just had to get through three more treacherous years of high school, and then she's out of here.

Rory was suddenly jolted out of her thoughts when a wave crashed over her. Losing her grip on her board, she kicked as hard as she could towards the surface. As soon as her blond head popped out of the water, she took a long gulp of air and coughed the seawater out of her lungs.

Oh Crap! She thought. The sky was just beginning to darken slightly as the sun started going down.

Melissa's going to kill me!

Rory immediately began paddling to shore as fast as she could. Once she was near shallow water, she got off her board and immediately ran to her stuff on the beach.

Quickly drying herself off, Rory peeled off her wetsuit as fast as she could while grabbing her t-shirt and shorts and throwing them on over her bathing suit. As soon as she jammed her Birkenstocks onto her feet, she packed up the rest of her things and ran to her car, which was parked not too far ahead.

She quickly opened up the back of her blue Volkswagen van and stuffed her surfboard in as securely as she could. After closing the back, Rory ran up to the driver's side, where she quickly slid in and dumped the rest of her equipment in the passenger's seat. She turned her keys in the ignition, and as soon her precious van roared to life, she was off!

It takes awhile to get from Malibu to Beacon Hills, but traffic should have died down by now. She should be good for a while, so in order to rid the van of silence, Rory put in a random CD from her consul and lodged it in. One of her favorite songs immediately started playing as she continued driving down the highway.

Driving, so slow

Street side empty as we go

Back over the canal

We've all had a long day and we're going home

After a couple long hours of driving, she managed to pull up into her aunt Melissa's neighborhood. Rory pulled up to the house, noticing that it was completely dark, sans the light coming from Scott's room on the second level.

Oh right, I forgot Melissa has a late shift tonight at the hospital.

Turning off the ignition, Rory grabbed her equipment from the passenger's seat and got out of the van, deciding to leave her surfboard in the back, as she was too tired to grab it.

When she got closer to the front porch, her ears picked up two sets of voices that were quickly rising up in volume. Knowing immediately whom the two voices belonged to, Rory quietly sneaked over to see her two favorite boys; one holding a baseball bat and looking intrigued while the other was hanging upside-down on the vines that covered the house.

"Two joggers found a body in the woods!"

"A dead body?!"

She watched as Stiles Stilinski, one of her and Scott's best friends since preschool, flipped off from the branch he was hanging off of and looked at his best friend incredulously.

"No, a body of water. Yes, you dumbass, a dead body!"

Deciding to make her presence known, Rory walked up the steps and said, "What are you guys up to?"

Both guys jumped about a mile from where they were standing while letting out shrieks of fright. Stiles's shriek actually sounded feminine, which made Rory giggle.

"Rory, what the hell?!"

"Do you want me to die of a heart attack?!"

Letting out a laugh at the ridiculousness of her boys, Rory shrugged and responded, "Well, it would probably make my life easier if that happened."

Scott smirked at her. "I see you had a nice time today."

He gestured to her surfing gear, which was beginning to drip heavily onto the wooden floor. She rolled her eyes at him and his smug attitude. "Shut it Scott, I needed to go. I'm seriously dreading tomorrow, it's going to be such a pain in my ass."

"Hey, I get it," said Scott, coming over to pull her into one of his hugs. "You've had a rough couple of years, so I completely understand."

Rory sent him a small smile at his attempt to cheer her up as she turned to Stiles. "Now, what's this I heard about a dead body?"

He shot her a grin as he explained how his dad got a call about two joggers who found the body of a girl in her late twenties in the woods. However, there was a twist to the tale.

"The best part is…" Stiles paused for dramatic effect. "They only found half of the body."

"Say what?!" exclaimed Rory. "How could there only be half of it?"

"How should I know?"

"Because you were the one listening in to your dad's phone calls?"

"Whatever," Stiles replied, waving his hand indifferently. "Getting back to the point, we are going to look for it."

Rory sent a glare towards him that sent shivers down his spine (she was known for having very scary glares). "Hell to the no, Stiles. I am completely exhausted from stressing out about tomorrow. Besides, if I want to be ahead of the Queen Bitch, I gotta be at my best."

"The Queen Bitch" was her and Erica's name for Lydia Martin, the most popular girl at Beacon Hills High. Stiles has had a huge boner for her since the third grade, and it was sickening.

Poor Erica has always had a major crush on Stiles, for as long as he's liked Martin. That was her reason for their little name; Rory's reason came was because she thought the redhead was a frigid cold bitch, and she never liked how she brushed Isaac off when he asked her out on a date. Plus, they were rivals when it came to their GPA.

"Why do you have to call her that?"

"Because that's what she is?"

"Alright, that's enough you two," said Scott, cutting in. "You don't have to go if you don't want to, Rory. I know you've been feeling… under the weather recently."

Only Scott and Erica knew that her cancer had been showing signs of returning. Of course, Melissa and Zach knew as well, but she made them all swear that no one else would know. Rory was sick of the sympathizing stares and whispers behind her back. She didn't want pity… she just wanted to forget. Plus, she didn't want to lose all of her hair again. She only just got it back to its long length after all!

Thinking over everything quickly, she let out a frustrated sigh and told them, "Just… wait a couple of minutes, and let me put away my gear."

Once Rory was safely inside, Scott and Stiles did a low high five.

True to her word, she came out after about 5 minutes. However, a pair of distressed jeans, an oversized tan sweater, and white Converse replaced her surfing outfit. Her long blonde hair, light from all the sun she got over the summer and still wet, was up in a messy bun.

"All right," Rory sighed. "Let's get this shit show over with."

"I changed my mind, I don't want to be here. Can we go now?"

As soon as Stiles parked the car, he and Scott immediately jumped out and started walking at a fast pace. Rory, however, had remained her seat, staunchly refusing to budge. Both boys had to pull her out themselves before they all continued forward.

While Stiles was ignoring her words and charging full speed ahead into the preserve, Rory made sure to hang back and huddle next to Scott as she knew that his asthma was flaring up, thanks to the hill they were currently walking up. She was also lagging because her energy was draining fast, thanks to the return of El Cancer.

"Please Stiles!" she begged to their shaven-haired friend, looking around frightened. "Can we just go now? Your dad's going to catch us if we stay out any longer!"

"Rory's right, man," her cousin managed to wheeze out. "We should go back to the Jeep."

"You two are the ones always bitching about how there's nothing to do," snapped Stiles. "So no, we're staying out here."

"You know that you're talking about Erica, right?" corrected Rory.

Rolling his eyes, Stiles turned back around to trek forward, but the next words from his best friend's mouth stopped him in his tracks.

"Uh Stiles, just out of curiosity, what half of the body are we looking for?"

Slowly turning back to face the two cousins, Stiles answered "Huh… I didn't think about that." With that, he faced forward and continued on at a face pace.

"Stiles, what if whoever killed the girl is still out there?"

He stopped in his tracks again. "That… is something else I didn't think about."

The glare the blonde was sporting on her face made Stiles lose the grin as fast as you could say, "Bob's your uncle".

"Stiles Stilinski, I am going to kill you!" she whispered menacingly.

"Good to see you thinking this through," said Scott sarcastically.

All of a sudden, in the distance, there was a sudden influx of barking down the hill. This leads to Stiles breaking out into a fast sprint, leaving Rory and Scott behind whispering to him to stop.

Scott must have seen something, however, because he managed to quickly grab ahold of Rory's arm and pulled her behind a big oak tree. She turned around to give him a piece of her mind, but he brings a finger to his lips and points toward Stiles, who had just been caught by his dad.

"Hold on, this little delinquent belongs to me," Sheriff Stilinski told the other deputies. "Do you have to listen to all of my phone calls?"

"Not the boring ones," chuckled Stiles nervously.

"Where are your usual partners in crime?"

Both Scott and Rory froze, afraid of what would happen if they even moved an inch.

"Oh, you mean Scott and Rory? They stayed home, wanted their beauty sleep… Rory a bit more than Scott…"

Scott noticed his cousin tense up at their friend's blatant lie, and quickly put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

All of a sudden, a light flashed in their general direction, leading the two of them to suck their bodies even tighter against the tree.

"Scott? Aurora? You out there?" came the Sheriff's voice. After a couple of minutes, where the two cousins barely breathed, much less moved, they heard Stiles's dad give a sigh and walk away from the tree they were hiding behind.

Turning back to his son, the Sheriff told him, "You and me, mister, are going to have a long talk about something known as invasion of privacy."

Scott and Rory listened as Stiles let out a screech of pain (no doubt from his father pulling at his ear) and waited until the noise of the police dogs and officers faded in the distance.

"Well, that was a total rip-off," she grumbled while brushing the dirt and leaves off of her jeans. "Now, how the hell are we going to get home?"

"I don't know, but we should've known that this was a bad idea from the start," replied Scott.

Letting out a sigh, Rory took a look around the area of woods they were in. "I think we came from that direction. So, we should try going that way, and hopefully, we'll be out of the woods fast and quick."

"And you won't have to kill Stiles?" asked her cousin, who was smirking in delight.

"Yeah, that too."

The two of them slowly started in the direction the blonde pointed in, stumbling every once in awhile thanks to Scott's asthma and a wave of dizziness that overcame Rory a few times.

However, one of the few times they stopped to catch their breath, both of them felt the ground rumbling as though an earthquake was happening. Scott turned around, and saw a big group of deer running as if they were being chased by something.

"Rory, watch out!" he yelled as he jumps toward her and pushed the two of them to the side. They both lose their footing, however, and rolled down a steep hill. Scott landed on the forest floor with a loud oomph, which became even louder when Rory landed right on top of him with a screech.

With a groan, Rory rolled off of her cousin while taking a look of their surroundings. "Scott," she whimpered. "I don't know where we are."

Sitting up, Scott felt his pocket for his inhaler. However, when he didn't feel it, he started sifting through the leaves in hopes that it landed near him and his cousin.

"Aw, shit! Rory, I think I lost my inhaler!"

"Oh fuck! Melissa's going to kill you!"

As he got up, Scott pulled out his phone in order to turn on the flashlight app and looked around the forest floor… until he saw the dead body only a couple of feet from where he and Rory were standing. He let out a shout as he scrambled away from it. His cousin spun around to see what was the problem, but upon seeing the body, she let loose a shriek of horror. However, Rory stopped when she got a good look at the face.

"Oh my god, Scott, I think I know who this is…"

"What?!"

"I'm serious, I think… no, I'm positive I know who this is."

"Well, don't leave me here in suspense! Who is it?"

Before Rory could answer him, they both heard a low growl coming from behind them. Slowly turning around, the two of them saw a big black shape with glowing red eyes.

"Aurora, run," murmured Scott. "Run right now."

Knowing she didn't need to be told twice (besides, Scott used her full name), Rory hightailed it out of there. As she was running, she heard the thing roar and a scream of pain that must of come from her cousin.

"Scott!" she screamed, coming to a full stop at the sound of his scream. In a completely stupid move that she (and Scott) would later berate herself on, Aurora Gallagher turned back to where her cousin laid and ran back towards him. She didn't get that far, though, because the thing that had jumped Scott managed to knock her clean over.

Rory let out a scream of fear that soon became a scream of agony as it bit into her right side and threw her aside like a ragdoll. Dizzy with the pain, she barely noticed two arms pulling her up and holding her tight as they ran away from whatever that thing was. She did, however, became lucid enough to notice that Scott had managed to lead them to the highway before two lights started coming towards them. Frozen in fear, the two teens watched the car beep as it managed to avoid hitting them by swerving the other direction.

Scott and Rory stood standing in the rain, breathing heavily as they looked at each other. Slowly, they each pulled up their tops to look at the near identical bite marks on their right sides.

"What are we going to do, Scotty?" the blonde whispered.

"I don't know Rory," replied her cousin, shaking his head. "I don't know…"