When the Sheriff arrived at the Tate Farm, Mr. Tate is unpacking a small rat trap explaining that he has been having a coyote problem. Of course, the Sheriff points out that the trap was too small to catch such a big animal, but the man explained the trap will take away the predator's food source therefore leaving him alone. Something that Mr. Tate obviously preferred lately. The Sheriff promised him that the question he had wouldn't take long.
Meanwhile, Scott and Stiles have broken into the Tate house and were now in room that looked like it had been untouched in years. Scott quickly, began sniffing everything in the room trying to catch a scent, "All I'm getting is some animal smell." Scott told Stiles after she repeatedly, kept handing him random objects.
"What kind of animal?" Stiles asked trying to find something else for Scott to sniff. They both then hear a growling sound from behind them and were face to face with a, "Dog." Scott realized. It snarled at them.
"Hi, puppy." She whispered at it completely frozen, but the dog didn't seem amused and showed them it's teeth, "Get rid of it." Stiles whispered at Scott.
"Me?" Scott asked in disbelief.
"Yes, you." Stiles reiterated, "Glow your eyes at it, something, be the Alpha." The dog continues snarling at them.
"I can't." Scott hesitated, "I don't have control."
"Okay, buddy, you're going to have to try something." Stiles makes a shifting movement, "Nice doggy." In response, to the movement the dog didn't take kindly to it and starts barking causing both Scott and Stiles to panic.
"Apollo! Apollo, shut up! Shut the hell up!" Mr. Tate yelled from the other room and the dog immediately silences and walks away from them. Scott and Stiles both took a relief of breath, "Here." Stiles handed Scott a stuffed animal she had been holding, "Anything?"
"All I'm getting is that dog." Scott told her. Stiles lets out a frustrated sigh.
The Sheriff didn't have much luck either with Mr. Tate. In fact, when the Sheriff told him that he believed the family had been murdered Mr. Tate couldn't accept it. Which, the Sheriff expected since he had spent the last eight years thinking his family died in an accident. When the Sheriff told him about the evidence it only seemed to upset the man more and caused Mr. Tate to kick him out his house.
"I'm sorry." Scott told the Sheriff once they met up, "I tried as hard as I could. If it wasn't so long ago, I might have been able to do it."
"It's okay. It was a long shot." The Sheriff told him in disappointed manner, "In fact, it was a pretty terrible idea. I think I just ripped a wound open in that poor man." He realized remembering Mr. Tate's reaction, "I never should have brought you two here. I don't know what I was thinking. Thanks for trying, all right?" The Sheriff patted Scott on the shoulder, "See you at home." He told Stiles and heads off.
"Aren't there a lot of cases that go unsolved?" Scott asked Stiles once they were alone.
"Yeah," Stiles replied as she looks down the now empty road, "I just think this is one he felt like he could've figured out right now."
"Why is it so important now?"
Stiles takes a breath, "He wants to be able to solve one more while he's still Sheriff." She said sadly.
"What do you mean, "still Sheriff"?" Scott asked. Stiles gave him an uneasy expression.
When Melissa McCall arrives home, she wasn't greeted when she walked through the door. In fact, she is greeted by the sound of Scott and his father arguing at each other from the kitchen. "I'm trying to help!" Agent McCall told him.
"That doesn't make any sense, Dad." Scott countered at him clearly upset, "Who are you helping?" Scott then pointed at the kitchen door without looking, "Just get out."
"Scott-"
"What?" Scott snapped, "I can't believe that you'd do this to my best friend."
"I'm not doing anything to your friend." Agent McCall replied, "I'm doing my job."
"Your job sucks." Scott shot at him.
"Some days I can't argue that."
Melissa has had enough of the yelling between father and son, "Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on?" She questioned them.
"He's trying to get Stiles' dad fired." Scott told her angrily. Which causes Melissa to send a glare towards the Agent.
"No." Agent McCall told her quickly, "That's not true."
"What are you doing?" Melissa questioned with her arms crossed.
"Conducting a case for impeachment."
"That sounds a lot like getting him fired." She countered at him.
"The lack of resolution and ability to close cases is what's going to get him fired." Agent McCall explained to them, "My job is just to collect the information. And it's the job my superiors have given me."
"Your job sucks." Melissa repeated at him. Scott shortly becomes so angry he begins to transform, seeing this Melissa quickly takes him away from his father and into the front hallway. "Scott Sweetheart calm down." She directed to him taking hold his hands. Scott's eyes are glowing the Alpha red and his breathing has quickened, "Let it go. Just breathe and let it go."
"I'm trying." Scott told her, obviously trying to hold back the transformation.
"You told me you and Stiles learned a way to control this. You find an anchor, right?" She questioned him and Scott gives her nod and she nods along with him, "Find your anchor."
"My anchor was Allison." Scott told her, before letting out a struggling groan. "I don't have Allison anymore."
"Then be your own anchor." Melissa coached him, "You can do this."
It was a struggle at first, but Scott managed to get his transformation under control and lets out some panting breaths. Melissa stands close to her son with her hands on his shoulders, "I know that what you're feeling right now is hard but," She told him in a calm voice,"Sweetheart, let me tell you something no teenager ever believes, but I swear to you is the absolute truth. You will fall in love again." She told him, "And it'll be just as amazing and as extraordinary as the first time. And maybe just as painful. But it will happen again, I promise, but until then be your own anchor."
Stiles has been laying down in her bedroom in the dark. She couldn't sleep, but nor did she want to. She tried reach out for Derek, but she felt like she had been blocked. Which hadn't become a surprise since it's been happening for the past two weeks.
She hears a knock on her door, just before Scott busts into her room with a flashlight. "Hey, what's going on?" She asked, noticing him clearly out of breath.
"You and me." Scott told her with a smile on his face, "We're going to go out and find a body." This earns him a questioning look, "A dead body." Stiles wasted no time getting ready.
Allison was too busy in the moment to think about what is happening. The only thing that mattered right now was her making out with Scott. "I'm happy that we don't have to use words." She told him in between kisses as Scott pushes down her onto the bed.
"Yeah me too. Our words tend to suck." Scott responded and removes his shirt and they both proceed kissing each other. When Scott leans in to kiss her neck Allison felt something weird.
"What's around your neck?" Allison asked him and suddenly Kate Argent appeared up behind him, pulling a garrote tight around his neck. Scott starts to make choking sounds.
"Let's do him, Allison." Kate urged her, "Let's do him together."
In shock, Allison tried to reach out for Scott only to discover that she actually held a Chinese ring dagger in her hands and Kate continues to kill Scott in front of her.
Allison wakes-up with a start in gasping breaths on her bed. For some reason, she reaches under her pillow and discovers she did actually have one. Looking beside her, Landon is asleep undisturbed with their schoolwork spread out.
They both had dozed off while studying.
In the woods, Scott and Stiles begin their search, "You know, if my dad's right, that means there's another werewolf in town that we haven't met yet." Stiles pointed out to him, while trying not to trip over her own two feet.
"I know." Scott dreaded.
"If it turns out to be something like triplets that form into, like, a three-headed hound of hell, I'm seriously not up for that." She informed him, "Maybe the human should be in charge of the flashlight." Stiles told him, as she almost falls again.
"Yeah." Scott said, while observing their surroundings, "Me either. Especially if I can't even control my own transformation anymore." He clearly didn't hear Stiles' comment about the flashlight.
In the distance, they heard a howl, which causes Stiles to jump towards Scott. In result, Scott drops in his phone down an incline into a puddle. He shot Stiles a look.
"Sorry, buddy. I hate coyotes so much." She told him as they both go down the incline, "They always sound like they're mauling some tiny, helpless little animal."
"It still works." Scott told her as he got the phone from the water, but Stiles wasn't paying attention. She was too busy looking at the scene in front of her.
"I think we found it." She told him when she manages to take hold of the light. The car was still there in the same spot where it crashed eight years before. Scott and Stiles make their way towards.
"Why wouldn't they move it?" Scott wondered, "Isn't it evidence?"
"Probably too much of a pain in the ass to tow out." Stiles speculated, while inspecting the car. She notices scratches on one of the unhinged doors, "Look at this," She called over to him. "See those? Animal claws would be closer together, right? A lot closer."
Scott places his fingers along the scratches as they both match the distance, "Then it was a werewolf." Scott breathed out.
"So, my dad was right." Stiles looks in farther and noticed a baby doll. It was the same doll she had seen in a picture in the room at the Tate residence.
"What is that?" Scott asked her once she pulled it out.
"I'm hungry." The electronic baby doll announced to them. Not expecting the doll to even say anything Stiles releases another scream.
"I think I just had a minor heart attack." She said placing her hand over her heart. She didn't get a chance to recover because they suddenly begin hearing something growling at them. Scott notices that there were two glowing eyes staring at them.
"Please tell me you see that." Scott whispered at her.
"I see it." Stiles told him. A gray creature takes off and Scott followed suit. "Wait, hey, Scott! Scott, wait!" Stiles shouted at him.
Scott chases the animal through the woods. When the creature makes a huge leap over a canyon, Scott followed as well, but he was soon face to face with the animal. His eyes glowed red and the other creature's eyes glow blue, indicating it has taken an innocent life.
"Micah?" Scott called out as the animal runs away.
In an abandoned building a man groans in the distance. On a table there is a line with bloody knives, wire cutters and other torture tools, a cell phone, with a pendent in the form of an angel next to it, buzzes. A message on the screen reads "Scott McCall: Derek Call me." This was followed immediately by a second text reading "Stiles: Derek, need help. Call back ASAP!"
Peter and Derek Hale hang are suspended on a section of chain link inside a warehouse of some sort. The fencing is electrified, sending shocks through the two men's bodies at regular intervals. Derek shot Peter a glare.
"Why are you looking at me like this is my fault?" Peter questioned him.
"Because it is your fault." Derek countered. Another wave of electricity has been delivered to them. Both let out groans. Derek had never been so happy to not be connected with Stiles right now. The electric current would've definitely weakened his ability to block out the pain from her.
"Yeah, you're probably right." Peter admitted. A shadowy figure dialed up the electric current.
Stay tuned tmrw for More Bad Than Good parts 1 & 2. I realize at some point during this season things will get confusing so if you have questions or anything don't hesitate to ask!