"What in the hell were you two thinking?"

"I tried to stop them," Riley says, shrugging.

"We were just trying to help," Scott says, frowning at Riley.

The Sheriff sighs, eyes quickly glancing over his son making sure he's okay. "How about you try to explain to me what the hell happened here?"

Riley snorts and nudges Stiles with her shoulder. He sends her a soft glare, one that Scott and the Sheriff both notice, before scratching his nose and explaining. "Right, well, we were trying to gently persuade him to pull over—."

"Yeah…" Scott murmurs.

The Sheriff looks at his son in disbelief, quickly sending a look to Riley that said, "Do you believe this?"

He stares at the two troublemakers, deciding to ignore Riley at the moment. The girl never did anything, just tagged along.

"He was getting away," Scott explained.

"Sure, he was, Scotty," Riley snorted.

Stiles glanced between the two nervously. The Sheriff nodded his head. "He got away."

Riley sighed and walked away, muttering something about teenage boys. While Stiles tried to convince his dad that the man Scott had just terrified was a criminal mastermind, Scott stared at Riley. She was leaning against the ambulance with one leg propped up behind her against the car. She blew away a stray piece of hair before tucking it in behind her ear. Scott didn't even realize he was staring until Sheriff Stilinski walked away, Stiles in tow.

"You wanna guess what the stolen merchandise is?" He opened the backdoor, tanks of helium.

Riley bust out laughing, agitating Stiles who narrowed his eyes at her. Scott sighed and ran his hand across his face.

On the ride home, with Scott and Stiles in the front and Riley in the back, they talked about their mistake ridden adventure.

"This could be a good thing," Scott suggested. He had to drive the car since Stiles had injured his arm.

"What?" Riley rebutted. "That we saved kids from having balloons and clowns at their birthday parties?"

To her surprise, Scott chuckled. His chuckle threw Riley off a bit, making her realize that his laugh was pretty hot. Now that she was on this track, she couldn't help but let her mind wonder to the tattoo on his forearm. Riley snapped out of it when she remembered about that wolves can sense emotions.

This made her think, what was her emotion right now?

"No, I mean, maybe they don't need us anymore," Scott suggested, eyes carefully on the road.

Stiles, stubborn as ever, replied, "okay well, they need us. They just don't know it."

Sensing another brotherly argument between sarcasm in the flesh and a living puppy, Riley watched the green blurs that slowly formed into trees before stretching out, like the green goo she used to play with as a child.

"We're all going off to college soon. So, Beacon Hills is gonna have to survive without us."

"Beacon Hills will burn to the ground without us."

"Have a little faith," Riley awkwardly patted his shoulder before going back to her refuge that is the backseat.

Ignoring her, Scott replied, "Stiles, they don't need us."

Stiles swallowed and looked away, only for his cell phone to vibrate. He looked at the small electronic device before throwing it upwards for both Scott and Riley to see. The word DAD lay on the screen and Riley groaned.

"They need us!"

A boy sat in the chair, hands tightly pressed together. He screamed fear and Riley's heart panged for him. The Sheriff walked in and crouched before the boy, making the teenager glance up.

"Alex, you know we're having trouble locating your parents. And since you can't remember anything, we have a method, an unusual method that might help you remember. But I need you to be okay with it. I also need you to know that it's probably gonna hurt."

Alex pursed his lips, "I don't care. I just want to find my mom and dad."

Riley felt as if she was in that same chair again, going through the same thing as this poor child. He was too young to lose his parents. She looked up and saw Stiles staring at Alex with the same look. His honey colored eyes seemed to be in another place, living another memory. Scott had this fierce look of determination.

The Sheriff closed all the blinds and the door. Scott crouched just like the Sheriff had done before. Behind him, Stiles stood behind with his arms crossed, licking his lips now and then from anxiety. Sitting on the couch, Riley sat on the couch, watching with minimal interest.

"You ready?" Scott asked, smiling softly at the kid.

"It's not too late to back down," Riley informed, glancing at her nails with a disgusted air.

When the boy nodded, Scott snapped his claws open and punctured the boy's neck, making Alex shudder forward. Riley flinched from the sudden movement, wishing she could help him. Noticing this, Stiles sat next to her and patted her back softly.

"You okay?" he murmured.

Riley nodded, "fine. It's just bad memories."

Stiles was the only person other than a few police officers and the Sheriff that knew about her family. Scott didn't even know. So, he inhaled sharply and accidently dug his nails too deep into her back, but quickly stopped when he noticed her sharp inhale.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"It's okay."

Suddenly, Scott jumped back. Stiles shot up from the couch and immediately questioned him. "What'd you see?"

"I saw a guy on a horse."

"Oh my god," Riley rubbed her face in frustration. "What is this? New York?"

Stiles scrunched her face, "horse?"

"He had a gun."
"There was a man on a horse with a gun? So, he was a cowboy?" Riley asked.

Ignoring her like always, the Sheriff responded, "okay, a guy with a gun. That sounds like my department, not yours."

"What about his parents? What happened to them?" Stiles asks stubbornly.

"I don't know. That's all I remember. But, I got this feeling," Scott tries to explain.

"What kind of feeling?" Sheriff Stilinski asks.

"They're coming back," Alex looks up, pupils wide with utter terror. "They're coming back for me."

"Damn," was all Riley could say.

Riley couldn't go with them to check out the car unfortunately. By unfortunately, she meant that she really didn't want to go.

Riley wasn't supposed to find out about the supernatural. She found out when Liam accidently shifted in front of her, making her immediately punch him in the face and scream. Scott and Stiles originally tried to convince her that she was crazy, until Riley held a baseball bat to both of their faces, fully capable of swinging. She was then introduced to werewolves, kitsunes, and banshees.

Riley found that Lydia was a great person to have as a friend. The two weren't extremely close, but talked to each other enough on a daily basis where they both considered the other as a companion. Stiles obviously loved Lydia, and even though Lydia probably didn't know it, she loved him too. Stiles had told her all about their locker room kiss, all though he won't tell her why they were in the locker room in the first place.

Malia was blunt and brutally honest, something that Riley appreciated. Nowadays, an honest answer is just as rare as a hundred-dollar bill. The two don't talk much, but they're somewhat friendly toward each other.

Liam and Hayden were both scared of her, or that was at least what Stiles told her. Mason and Corey both thought she was badass—for good reason. Riley had been taking self—defense classes since the incident with her father and she was pretty damn fit because of it too.

Kira was a sweet cinnamon roll that could melt Riley's edge off with just a look. The two were close friends and Riley was heartbroken when she had to go to the Skinwalkers, but she understood.

And Scott…well, Scott was something. Riley didn't even have a logical reason for not liking him, it was just something about him that made her go insane. With one look, she wanted to strangle and hug him at the same time. But ever since her father, she couldn't afford getting close. Riley had the bad habit of pushing people away and it usually works. But Stiles and Kira both wormed their way in her heart without her permission. The rest of the pack she kept arm's length away from her, too scared to get close.

But Scott didn't let that deter him; he kept being nice to her and laughing at all her jokes. He didn't judge, nor push her. Everything he did made this small warm feeling grow a bit bigger. Every smile and laugh made one more golden butterfly launch off from her stomach to her heart. And the worst part about it was that she didn't know why she felt that way. Riley always assumed that she hated Scott McCall. That has always been a fact.

Or had it?

The next day, the pack was sitting outside eating lunch. Riley read her book with one eye arched, completely dissolving into the main character's story.

Malia was getting her photo taken for the yearbook, giving semi-awkward smiles. Right when the girl pressed the button, Stiles ran up and accidently photo bombed. Stifling a giggle, Riley dug her nose all the way to the spine of the book, her doe eyes excitedly watching the humorous interaction.

She didn't notice the way Scott glanced at her. The way Scott smiled at the beautiful girl who didn't know she was one of the most gorgeous girls at school. He looked at her the way Stiles looked at Lydia.

She was his Lydia.

Except, instead of being ignored, he was shunned and hated for years. Only Stiles knew about his crush on her and he made a solemn vow that he wouldn't tell anybody. After Allison, he remembered thinking that he'd never find love again. But when Riley found out about the supernatural and yelled at them for not telling her, he realized that instead of being mad like he had been for years, he was happy. Happy that he got Riley's attention.

He suddenly knew how Stiles felt all those years.

Scott tried to get his mind off her, dated Kira for a while. But while Kira, was well, Kira, she wasn't Riley. Riley made the most adorable faces when she thought nobody was looking, but when you were looking, she would glare at you with her piercing daggers. Riley hated bullies and always stuck up for the underdog, something that got her in a lot of fights. Riley knew how to fight and wasn't afraid to defend herself. Riley was perfect in Scott's mind. But she didn't like him, so she was unreachable.

When said girl looked up and noticed him looking, instead of killing him in her mind, she smiled sweetly at him. Blinking, Scott stared at the girl in shock before grinning so big his jaw popped.

Maybe there was hope after all.

I know I didn't finish the first episode, but that's because my laptop died and I had no other way of watching it. So, I tried to make up for it with the Scott scene. I apologize in advance if you get confused from the sudden POV changes, it's just how I write. I would also like to warn right now that there may be some alarming things later in the story. As you already know, her father was very abusive. I'll try to not go too much into detail, but I'm advising you that if that's not your thing, then this may not be the right story for you. Anyways, thank you for reading! Please vote, follow, or comment!

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I do not own the movie or the show adaption to the movie, Teen Wolf. All plot relations not directly suited to Riley Sims are rightfully owned by executive producer, Jeff Davis, and MTV. All scenes and story arcs that are not tied to the show involving Riley are reserved to my jurisdiction.