A.N.: Ok, this is my first crossover story, do forgive me if it seems like a bit of a 'Frankenstein's monster' type story. My knowledge of BatB is out of date, so I'm sticking to what I know, ie season 2. I included those three characters from Teen Wolf even though they aren't in the season 5 finale/prep for season six, I just believe this story, in particular, would be more interesting with them in it. Feel free to critique me as I go, if need be I will edit and repost the chapter to make the story easier to read. If you read all of this then good on you and I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy planning it out and taking on this challenge. :) Enjoy! Please review!

Panicked voices woke Scott. He rolled out of bed, as far as he could tell it was passed 1 a.m. He blinked, trying to clear the grogginess from his mind.

"I don't know how, or even what happened. He was on his way back from Malia's place, he was on the phone with me, then there was a crash and the line went dead." Sheriff Stilinski's voice was shaking.

"Calm down. Then what?" Scott blinked then refocused his hearing at his father's voice. He was expecting to hear his mother.

"I call 911 to get an ambulance out there, then I drive out myself and the paramedics look at me like I'm crazy."

"Why?" Ms. McCall sounded confused. Scott spun on his heel and pulled on a shirt and a jacket.

"He wasn't in the car."

The three of them looked up the stairs at the sound of the supposed-to-be-sleeping boy running down towards them.

"And where do you think you're going?" Scott's father shook his head in irritation, arms folded across his chest.

"Out to find Stiles." Scott pushed passed the three of them, pulled on his helmet, jumped on his bike, and sped off towards Malia's house.

"Cat I cannot BELIEVE you took a case from them." Vincent complained.

"Sorry, but five people are still missing and three of the original eight have turned up dead with traces of animal DNA under there 'extensively long fingernails'." Sarcasm dripped off her voice at those last words as she scrambled around her apartment, getting ready for work.

"Claws?"

"Claws." Her eyebrows went up as she said it.

"Well at least tell me what your plan is for handling it?" Vincent gave in.

"Well, I gotta clue Tess in, then we will follow whatever stands out most."

"So no plan." Vincent sighed and rested his hands on the counter as he hung his head.

"No plan YET." Cat corrected wagging a finger at him.

"I hate you sometimes you know that?"

"Shut up, you love me." She grabbed her coffee cup and pecked him on the cheek before rushing out the door.

"What took you so long sleeping beauty?" Tess teased her partner as she walked in.

"Oh, hush you're always early."

"So I was told we were being moved to a different case? But I wasn't told jack crap about it, so clue me in?" Tess took a swig of her coffee and looked at Catherine intently.

"It's a missing persons case. Eight taken, three dead, five still out there."

"Why. Why would they give us something that's not in our zone of normal?"

"It was handed down by those FBI agents that saved J.T."

"So it's a beast case?" Tess's voice went quiet.

"Yup." Cat leaned back in her chair. "So where do you wanna start?"

"You both can start here. Apparently, there was another abduction. Same M.O. As the others, well that's what I was told." The captain paused, "Chandler, you're flying to Beacon Hills tomorrow, it's in California. You'll be working in conjunction with the sheriff there." He handed her a manila folder. "Your ticket is there too."

"How long am I gonna be out there?" Catherine asked, taken aback.

"As long as needed. Tess, you're on the two cases that occurred here." The captain gestured to her as he spoke.

"Well, I guess that's where we start." Tess turned back to her partner.

"Yeah but California?"

"Hey, enjoy it. Sun, fun, and more fun." She elbowed Cat.

"Yeah. Fun, fun, fun." She rolled her eyes dramatically. Pulling out her phone she went to text Vincent.

"Hey, how quickly do you think you can get a flight out to Beacon Hills, California?"

Scott pulled up to the smashed jeep. There was a tow truck waiting to take the car. One squad car was parked near by, Parrish was inside typing something on his computer.

"Hey, any ideas on what happened?" Scott called as he jogged over to the car window.

"No, we've got nothing. By the time the first person showed up no one was in the car." Parrish looked at him apologetically.

Scott looked around, taking a glance at the man in the tow truck before letting his eyes go red, looking for something to set him on a path. He heard the patrol car's door open and shut behind him.

"Think you can catch a scent?" Parrish suggested from behind him.

"I would be able to pick up Style's sent nearly anywhere. Right now it leads off into the trees but I want to know if there's anything here. Stiles wouldn't just up and leave his jeep. Something happened." Scott ran his hand through his hair.

"I'll go look through the trees then." Parrish stepped forward and made his way around the destroyed jeep.

Scott walked up to the front of the vehicle, he caught something, faint, and not something he had smelled before. Just like that it was gone, Scott frowned and followed Stiles's sent into the trees.

"So I'm going with you why?"

"Because I don't know what I'm going to be facing out there so just suck it up, and get a ticket." Cat argued back at him.

"Is there a hospital in that town?"

"I think so. Why?" She crossed one arm over her chest and made a strange face into her phone.

"They might not know me over there, I could use that to boost my reputation."

"All the more reason to go." She smiled cunningly.

"I'll start looking for a ticket then."

"Thank you." Cat hung up her phone and turned back to her partner. "Ok, well we're good to go."

"You book a room?" Tess asked nonchalantly as she flipped through her half of the case file.

"Nope." Catherine realized as she reached for the phone again and quickly pulled up a list of hotels in Beacon Hills.

"Woah big guy where's the fire?" J.T. asked as Vincent came rushing in.

"I'm flying out to California in four hours. I need to pack. I have no idea how long were gonna be there." Vincent rummaged through drawers and threw his clothes into a pile.

"We? Like... You and Catherine?" J.T. tried to understand why Vincent was in such a hurry.

"Yes. But she's leaving tomorrow." He looked up as he threw his suitcase on the floor next to his pile.

"So... Why California? Like... The coast? Or Hollywood?"

"No, it's a place called Beacon Hills. I have no idea where it is. Just that it's in California." He finished stuffing clothes in his suitcase. "Can you give me a lift to the airport?"

"Only if you pack your toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, etcetera, etcetera... All you have packed is clothes."

"Shit." Vincent cursed and ran off into another room.

"You do that big guy. You do that…" J.T. snickered at his friend. "So why are you both going to California of all places?" He asked when Vincent came back into the main room.

"Catherine is being sent out there on a case."

"So why are you going?"

"Because it's a beast case."

"Oh. Well, I guess that makes sense then. You done yet?"

"I think so." Vincent zipped up his bag and began pulling it towards the door.

"Let's go then." J.T. followed after him.