AN: Thankyou for the reviews and follows and favorites! Means a lot! Here is the second installment.

ALSO forgot to say this in the last chapter and I am making this kind of a blanket statement: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF JUST RACHEL!

Thanks! Enjoy!

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In the morning Rachel heard someone going around her room, picking up thing and then something was placed on her finger. When she opened her eyes it was Scott checking her O2 stats. She breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Good morning." Scott said with a smile.

"Are you ok?" Rachel asked quickly. She had been worrying all night.

"Yah Rachel I'm fine. I got into a little scuff." While saying this he lifted his shirt to show the bite mark.

"Holy shit Scotty! Go get the first aid kit and bring it to me." She said quickly. "We need to call mom." Rachel finished.

"Oh no you don't, if mom finds out she'll kill me. You can patch it up, but we do not speak of this." Rachel nodded. Knowing in the back of her mind how bad of an idea this was, but also knowing that they could not put this pressure on their mom.

"But if it gets infected and you die I am putting on your head stone 'I told you so' just so you are aware."

"Wouldn't expect anything less." Scott said with a laugh walking back into the room.

Rachel worked hard to clean and patch him up. Once she was done Scott checked her O2 stats and gave her the 'Ok' to start getting ready for school.

Once she was ready they waited for Stiles to come pick her up. Scott always rides his bike, but for obvious reasons Rachel can't just ride a bike to school. Mr. Stilinski offered him up when he got his license because he hated her riding the bus alone.

Upon arriving Stiles and Rachel saw Jackson yelling something at Scott, and Danny, one of Rachel's best friends telling him that they should go.

Stiles started to get out of the car but Rachel just sat there, staring at the school. Rachel loved school, but she hated the introduction at the beginning of the year in every class, she hated being looked at as the sick kid, and she hated people asking her if she was dying.

"You'll be fine, get out of the car." Stiles said leaning over the seat since he was already out of the car. Rachel nodded and got out; she threw her oxygen tank on her back, and slid her messenger bag over her shoulder. Every year she had to go to the main office to discus something's, and at the beginning of every class in the new year gives an introduction about her illness.

Stiles and Scott were fan girling over his bite, and Rachel just sat there looking around at all the people looking at her.

"Oh Rachel dear, you should come over and I could give you a makeover to distract people from the tubes on your face." Lydia said when she was walking past.

"Sorry Lydia, you ask every year and the answer is still no, I'm not becoming one of your droids." Rachel said with an eye roll.

"Hi Lydia, you look like your just going to ignore me." Stiles said he has had the biggest crush on her since like forever.

"Why do you do that to yourself?" Rachel asked him, and he gave her a confused look. "She is a conceded bitch, you're a good guy, why would you ever want to go out with her." She said to him.

He opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. She just shook her head and laughed.

"Ok, well I would love and sit and chat but I have embarrassing speeches to make and a nurse to go argue with." Both boys gave her a soft smile.

"We'll walk you." Stiles offered.

"No its ok, mom has us in all the same classes to make it easier so Ill see you in class, and maybe even you Stiles, I know you looked over ours and got yours to be the same." Rachel accused. Stiles gave an exaggerated gasp.

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When Rachel arrived in the office the receptionist greeted her. Letting her know that she has a meeting with the vice principal and nurse to get everything lined up for the year.

She sat next to a girl with a folder that only new students had when; they were given it by the district to give to the principle on the first day, Rachel knew this because of all the times she had to sit in the office one the first day and the new kids were there.

"Hi new girl." Rachel greeted sitting down. The girl looked at her giving a confused look.

"How did you-"

"O, I'm psychic." Rachel said pointing to her head. "Also you are holding a folder that only new students ever bring. Trust me, the amount of time I have spent in the office I know." Rachel finished with a laugh. The new girl laughed as well. "Oh, I mean cause I am a bad ass rebel, not cause I am a droid stuck to this bitch." Rachel added pointing to her oxygen tank. This made the girl laugh more and Rachel felt relieved.

"Allison Argent." The girl reached out to shake Rachel's hand.

"Rachel McCall." Rachel offered her hand. "Can I see your class schedule?"

Allison nodded and handed it off to her. They talked a little bit then the Vice Principle took them both to the first class. Rachel and Allison had a lot of classes together.

"Class this is your new student Allison Argent." He nodded and the teacher told her to take her seat. "Also Ms. McCall needs to do her yearly speech, it is important that you listen."

"Hi, I'm Rachel, and I am permanently stuck to this machine, because my lungs suck, just kidding they don't or I would not be stuck to this. Sometimes it runs out, and some days I do not wear it, but if you hear this beep-" Rachel said lifting up her wrist where there was an O2 and heart monitor sat. "-you either get lover boy there-" pointing to Scott fawning over the new girl that Lydia was talking to. "-or spaz there, are either not listening or gone, come up turn on this tank and put the mask over my face and call either 911 or the nurse." She said finishing. "Thank you for flying McCall express." She said with a bow and everyone laughed.

"Rachel, a pleasure as always." Rachel turned and gave the Vice-Principle a wink. She sat next to Stiles and they went through class.

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After school Rachel was sitting on the bleachers watching practice. Scott was doing crazy good which was so weird cause he sucked. I heard Lydia and Allison talking a few rows above me. Figures she would be sucked in my Lydia Martin, she was a vulture. I heard her ask about Scott, but Lydia told her she did not know.

"That's my brother Scott." Rachel responded looking up to the girls.

"Rachel, darling are you coming to my party on Friday?" Lydia asked.

"Ahhh Lydia, the pity invite, it never gets old." Rachel laughed.

"Just trying to give back to the less fortunate." She mumbled and Allison gave her a thrown look.

"I have crappy lungs, not crappy hearing." Rachel commented back with out turning around shooting her middle finger in the air. She heard Allison stifle her laughter and Lydia scoffs, another good season ahead of them.

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After practice and Scott killed it we were once again walking through the woods where he lost his inhaler.

Rachel's breathing was getting hard with the climbing and wet leaves, but she was trying not to complain, she never heard the boys talking about lycanthropy, or the fact that Scott was turning into a wolf boy. She had wandered off, and when the breathing got harder she sat against a tree. She pulled out her oxygen opening it up more than 50% in hopes to make it easier.

"You should not be here." She heard someone say, he was talking to Scott and Stiles. Rachel did not hear the conversation until she was being shaken awake by a tall dark and handsome man.

"You ok?" He asked the small girl.

"Yah, just peachy." She said sarcastically. "Have you seen two idiots walking around here?" She asked looking around.

"Yah they started walking towards the car I think looking for you." Rachel looked up trying to figure out how far away they were and sighed as she started to get up. Her lungs were burning.

"Why don't I take you home. My cars right here." Rachel looked up.

"I know I am super attractive and all but you don't have to. I can find my brother and my idiot friend." Rachel said while sitting up.

"Um, I mean I'm not saying your not attractive, but your pale a sweaty, and looking at the oxygen tank I would say your lungs are not the greatest."

Derek could smell that she was sick, he did not need the oxygen tank to tell him.

"Well since you wooed me." Rachel pulled out her phone and texted Scott saying she got a ride home from a friend who was out in the woods.

Once Rachel and Derek got to the car they had a light conversation, which included the introduction. Derek could not put his finger on it, but he knew he was protective of this girl and that he wanted to keep her safe.

"So, big scary guy in the woods." Rachel said.

"Why did you get in the car with me if I am so scary."

"My life has only small adventures so I would rather live on the wild side, then sit on the side lines." She said with a smile. He was amazed on her beauty.

"You would rather be killed then be boring."

"Well, when you put it that way. It sounds suicidal, I'm not by the way, suicidal." She said with a nod. "That's my house." She pointed to the house on the left, sighing in relief that her mom was not home and she knew Scott went to work.

"Well it Rachel, it was nice to meet you." He said and Rachel reached into her bag and removed a pen. You two she said reaching out his hand as if she was going for a handshake, when he reached back she took his hand and wrote down her number.

"If you can get past the tank that has to go on a date with us, you should call me." She said with a smile.

"You are very forward aren't you?" Rachel nodded and winked as she walked out of the car and got all her stuff.

"Goodbye Mr. Hale."

"Goodnight Ms. McCall." He said with a smile that made butterflies swarm in her stomach.

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Tonight was the night of the party at Lydia's, and like every year I was going to be sitting at home and watching movies. That was until Stiles called and told her that Scott was turning into a werewolf, which took her a while to believe until he took a picture of his chair and sent it to her, then he also informed her about Derek being a werewolf. She figured she should not be so attracted to him anymore, but now she was even more attracted to him. She took a deep breath and checked all her vitals deciding she would be ok for a couple of hours without her oxygen and she got dressed. Lydia did not live to far so she walked there.

"Rachel hey, wow you look-" Stiles said stunned with her dressed up and makeup on.

"Stiles, pick your jaw off the floor, I know I look amazing." She said with a laugh.

"Right, sorry. Well Scotts not here yet, but you believe me don't you?"

"Unfortunately, yes. How the hell does this shit happen to us? Its awesome." Stiles laughed at Rachel's behavior.

"Well we have to make sure he does not change tonight, ok?"

"Got it, split up." She asked and he started to nod when he noticed that she did not have her oxygen on, nor did she even have her bag that carried the small supply of oxygen just in case.

"On second thought, maybe I should stick near you." He said knowing he had a tank in his car he always carried just in case she needed it.

"Stiles, I'm ok. We don't live far from here so I can get home if I need to." Rachel argued.

"No, you should not do this, you could get really sick. Just promise me that you will go to my car if you need your oxygen tank. It's unlocked under the back seat.

He said to her as she genuinely smiled at him for taking good care of her. He walked away and she walked over to the table where Danny was making drinks.

"PIXIE!" He said loudly to Rachel, a nickname he gave her after she got a pixie hair cut one time in middle school, he never let her live it down.

"Hey Danny boy." She said to him while giving him a hug.

"Where's your lovely face jewelry?" He asked pointing to her face.

"Left it at home, the growth on my back is hard to maneuver through a crowd. He furrowed his eyebrows at her. "I'm ok, really, Stiles has one in his car if I need it." She told him.

"Well you tell me and I will go get it. But now lets dance." Rachel danced with Danny for one song then felt winded so she went and just watched others dance. She looked over and saw Scott walking out of the party and Stiles following followed by Allison.

"Hey Al, what happened? Rachel asked racing to her.

"I don't know, everything was fine and then he just left." She said looking concerned and dejected.

"You know he said he was not feeling good, and we had the stomach flu go around our house this week. He probably got it." Rachel tried to cover up for her brother. Allison nodded still looking hut.

"Allison, I'm a friend of Scott, he asked me to give you a ride home." Derek said while walking up to the girls. "Rachel, you as well." He said looking her up and down. Rachel so badly wanted to say something about them not being friends but kept her mouth shut for right now.

"Of course, Derek." Rachel said walking over and reaching her arm around him. "They are besties, you should have seen them at sleepovers, this big thug here slept in onsies until he was 9." Rachel said and Derek rolled his eyes, Allison gave a little chuckle.

"Can we go now?" Derek asked.

"Of course!" Rachel said walking out. "Shot gun!" Rachel yelled and Derek just rolled his eyes at her antics.

"Is she always like this?" Allison asked, in reality Allison knew Rachel better than Derek even if they had only known each other for a couple days, but he had to pretend they had known each other longer.

"She's typically worse than this." He said with a scoff and walked out of the party to his car where Rachel was leaning against it. Derek could not believe how hot she looked. But he shook it off. He started to notice that she had a shine to her face and she was turning pale, listening closely he could hear her lungs working overtime to contract and let are out. She was smiling but he could smell her pain.

"So lets get you two home."

First they dropped off Allison which Derek knew was a mistake, he should have gotten Rachel home, but she refused leaving Allison alone in the car with him. Once they got to her house though he breathing was getting worse. She puts on a brave face, but with his werewolf senses he can tell she is scared, and is sick.

He followed her when she started to stumble.

"How much did you drink?" Derek asked.

"I didn't." Rachel sighed. "I'm a natural born clutz." She followed up brushing off the fact that she was stumbling cause it felt like her head was on fire from lack of oxygen. "Go find my brother, save him please." She said looking up to Derek with puppy dog eyes. He nodded when she got into the house and kept his ear out listening to make sure that she was ok.

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When Scott got home he checked on Rachel sighing when she was asleep. He checked her O2 for peace of mind, and then went to bed thinking of the excuse he was going to make to Allison in a few hours.

Stiles had told him that he already told Rachel what he and Derek were, and as mad as he was, he wanted to keep her out of it, he was relieved that he did not have to do it. How was he going to deal with this? All he knew was that he was thrown into a new world, and his sister was dragged in with him.

AN: So this chapter is long! But I hope you enjoy it! Please if you like it Review, follow, favorite! Doing all of these will inspire me to write faster! The next chapter is the start of episode 2!