AN: Sorry it took so long to update, but I've been a little busy with work and all... Anyway, I give you Chapter 1 of All That I Live For. I hope you enjoy it and tell me what you think with a review!

:) Enjoy :)

P.S. The twins have a psychic link and can talk to each other telepathically.

Chapter 1: A Fresh Start

It took a few days, but Kal got himself and the boys settled into a temporary apartment. He also went and got them enrolled in the local high school. They spent most of the first few days in Beacon Hills shopping, as they had come to the town with only the clothes they had on. By the end of the week, they had the apartment fully furnished and had bought all the school supplies that Andrew and Aaron would need.

Sunday night was the night that it truly hit home for the boys about they had lost. Aaron mourned in his silent and stoic way, while Andrew had become extremely mopey and depressed. It wasn't until the boys had went to sleep that Andrew finally let it all out and started crying into his pillow. Due to his enhanced werewolf hearing, Aaron heard his brother through the wall that separated their rooms and quietly got up and padded softly down the hall and into Andrew's room. As he entered, he saw the shaking form that was his brother and quietly climbed under the covers and pulled Andrew into his chest. Andrew simply rolled over to face his brother and buried his face into Aaron's chest and sobbed until he was snoring soundly. Aaron just laid there and held his brother as he slept, silent tears streaming down his face as well.

When morning came, Kal found the brothers sprawled out in Andrew's bed. Aaron was hunched up near the headboard with Andy more than half-way on his chest. Kal was quite used to finding his sons like this on many occasions. The two twin boys were as close as any pair of twins out there, if not closer. He was almost reluctant to wake them, bu school would be starting in a few hours and it was their first day, and it normally took both of them at least an hour to get completely ready.

Scott's POV

Scott took his normal seat next to Stiles when they got to their History class. It was the first day back to school after a long summer, and Scott was expecting the same old, usual routine of reading off the syllabus and the classroom rules. However, right after Mr. Newsome started the roll call, two guys walked into the classroom and handed him a note. Glancing down at the note, Mr. Newsome the addressed the class saying, "Class, we have two new students that will be joining us today. Say hello to Andrew," the dark haired one of the pair raised his hand in a small wave, "and Aaron Shaw. You boys make take a seat anywhere you like." The other one, who had blonde hair, just gave a small smile as the teacher finished up.

The teacher continued taking roll once the boys had seated themselves a couple rows in front of Scott and Stiles. It was then that Scott caught a scent on the air and followed it back to one of the new guys. It was coming from the blonde haired guy, Aaron, and he smelled unmistakably like a wolf. He also, caught a faint scent of a similar nature coming from the chocolate brown haired one, Andrew. It was more of an underlying scent, though, and was dominated by a different scent that smelled very similar to Deaton's.

As Scott continued to mull this over in his mind, he leaned into Stiles and whispered the new information to him. Stiles then voiced the exact question he had asked himself, "Are they friend or foe? Can you tell from their scent?"

"No, I can't and I was just wondering the very same thing..." Scott answered truthfully. He figured the only way to find out would be to talk to them.

Aaron's POV

As Aaron and Andy took their seats, Aaron stiffened when smelled the all too familiar smell of an Alpha. He knew the scent very well because his father was an Alpha and he lived with him and thus was around the scent every day. He looked back behind him and found that the smell was coming from the dark haired guy sitting a couple rows back. At the same time, he noticed that said guy was staring at him with a look of deep concentration on his face. It was as he was turning back around that he caught another familiar scent.

This time, the scent lead his eyes to the guy sitting beside the dark haired Alpha. He was a little on the scrawny and lanky side, but you could see the slight definition of the muscles on his lithe frame. But what stood out most, was the way he smelled. He smelled just like his brother, Andy, and his late other father, Drew. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this guy was a druid. He didn't know how powerful he was, or if he was even on the good side. As he looked back to the front of the classroom, he contacted his brother via their psychic link, 'Hey, bro, we got an Alpha and a druid sitting behind us.'

'Are you sure?' Andrew asked in return.

'The dark haired one smells just like dad and the skinny one smells just like you and Pops.'

'Interesting... I hope these are the good guys and not crazed, psychotic killers like some of the other packs we've come across... that would...' Andrew trailed off as he got distracted by something and as Aaron looked up he realized it was really by someone. A guy with curly dirty blonde hair had just walked into the classroom and was currently explaining to the teacher his tardiness. Aaron looked over at his brother and saw the look in eyes. At that particular moment, he looked just like Drew, and if was anything like his late father, which he totally was, then it was clear that he had a huge crush on this gorgeous creature standing at the front of the room. 'Leave to Drew's son to follow in his footsteps and fall for a werewolf,'Aaron chuckled to himself.

'I heard that, asshat,' Andy shot at him. The rest of the class went on uninterrupted and soon the bell rang, signaling the end of it and that it was now time to go to lunch. As he and his brother got up to their lockers to drop off their books and head to lunch, they were stopped when someone yelled for them to hold up. Aaron didn't even have to turn around to know it was the dark haired kid from History class, the Alpha.

"Can I help you... What's your name?" he asked the dark haired teen.

"Scott McAll, and I was wondering if you and your brother wanted to sit with me and my pack at lunch? I have a few things I wanna ask you," Scott replied. Aaron looked to his brother, who just shrugged nonchalantly. Turning back to Scott, he agreed to after he and his brother dropped off their books.