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I really like how this story is playing out and I think you guys will too. I changed a minor detail in chapter one. I changed the fact that Stiles said 24 year-olds. The only way I could realistically put this character into the plot is if I made it between the episodes "Restraint" and "Raving" Because we find out that they are all 24 in Raving so it wouldn't make any sense.

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Ambereens POV

I stood there like an idiot as all these people watched me. Oh excuse me, MALES that watched me. I briefly looked around. Shit. They were all so god damn attractive and I look like a hot mess. Dr Deaton, whom I forgot was there, broke the awkward silence which I was so grateful for.

"Right so boys, this is Am..bereen? Is that correct?" I subtly nodded my head and took a seat in one of the lobby chairs and all the eyes were still on me. I looked around to get a better glance at everyone, but before I got a chance, the introductions have already started. Freckle-boy started with himself as he stumbled his way up towards me. I gave him a slight smile as he shook my hand; boy was he clumsy.

Well - I am the one to talk.

"Okay so hi…I carried you here and my name is Stiles Stilinski" He said proudly. I glanced over to the doctor as he had his head was shaking back and forth as he laughed at the boy's puppy-like behavior. Stiles nodded towards the tanned wolf that I remember from earlier, but now he was completely human. What is going on?

"And this is Scott." Scott simply gave me a half smile and a half wave and returned to looking at his hands nervously. The boy looked profoundly stressed. I felt kind of bad for him…I hope it wasn't something I did.

Stiles made his way to the brooding man in black. His steel eyes pierced through my soul and he was just very intimidating. Stiles went up to him like it was no big deal and began to pat him on the shoulder "And this teddy bear happens to be big bad Derek." Before I could even get a response from the 'big bad Derek', he looked at Stiles with a look that meant death. He then glanced at his shoulder before returning to the glare. Stiles immediately took his hand off and instinctively backed away. Derek subtly brushed his shoulder where Stiles hand once was. I couldn't help but l laugh at the interaction; I quickly disguised my giggle with a cough. Seeing my reaction to the display, Stiles had a goofy smile plastered on his face which I responded with a quick eye roll. He was so adorable.

The boy next to him chuckled at my attitude which made Stiles realize that he forgot to introduce the last person. I began to turn my direction towards him. Shit. This guy looked like a Greek god.

He had the curly blonde hair, the jawbones and everything. He was the only one that was completely focused on me, his sky blue eyes never left me. "And this tool right here is Isaac." I was expecting another glare to go Stiles way, but he just stood there. He nodded once with a smirk on his face as if the description that Stiles said about him was correct; he never once looked away from me. I raised my eyebrow at him in return.

See the thing is that...I am not aware on how much power my facial expressions have. I can make a face and think it's subtle and have people cracking up on how obvious it was. My obvious face to Isaac was a "C'mon…really?" type of look and I think he got the message…Oops.

I think everyone could sense that I was feisty by now and they haven't even heard me talk. Great Reena, good way to start out.

Stiles began talking to Deaton this time. "Do you think we should leave now?" Leave? Where will I go…

I apparently said that part out loud because everyone turned their direction to me. Dr Deaton answered for Stiles. "You will go with them, it's safer." I looked around as everyone seemed to have an "I agree" look on their faces.

Okay now I am getting mad, I don't know what is happening or what just happened but I want the answers I was promised. In the calmest voice I could muster I began to rant.

"Not safe? You just said it was safe. I hardly know any of you and I am not going anywhere until I get the answers I was promised." The all looked at each other with nervous faces that I couldn't read. That is when I saw Scott get up and sit next to me. He held my hand in a very brotherly way and started to explain…everything.

"Hello? Are you okay…Ambereen?" I spaced out after he told me everything. When I mean everything, I mean everything. The Kanima, Allison, the Hales, Lydia, Kate, Gerald, Derek's Pack…Everything. I mean it was a lot of information to take in, I felt like I was in a supernatural soap opera. "Yeah, I am fine. It's just a lot to process you know? Why did you decide to tell me all this? I have a feeling you guys keep all this private." Scott pondered for a minute as he soaked in my questions, he seemed lost. I don't think he didn't know why either. Dr. Deaton stepped in after Scott gave him a helpless look.

"I think it's because you have seen and gone through so much so fast that it would be unfair to leave you confused. If we didn't tell you, then it could lead to your own mental illness." I understood now. I thanked Scott under my breath and he nodded in acceptance. Honestly, I thought I was in a dream right now; I kept pinching myself to make sure I wasn't.

"What are you doing?" questioned Derek as he saw me. I realized that I probably looked extremely crazy right now. I sheepishly replied "Uh…I am trying to make sure I am not dreaming." Everyone gave me and endearing look of sympathy which enraged me. I hate sympathy…I am strong and I don't need this.

"Okay so, your house?" I strongly questioned Stiles. "Uh, yeah yeah…let's go guys." said Stiles; who was shocked at my dominance along with everyone else.

THIRD PERSON

"Are you serious? You WALKED here?" Stiles angrily questioned Derek and Isaac. Derek ignored him while Isaac sheepishly shrugged in return because he knew the anger wasn't really directed towards him anyway. The freckled boy muttered a silent apology to the beauty among the beasts. He asked if she would like to sit in the front but she politely declined as she sat in the back near the window. Isaac sat in the middle while the muscled Derek sat on the opposite window. Everyone was comfortable physically, which was good since Stiles' house was a little far from the clinic; about 15 minutes.

There was a lot of tension in the car and everyone could feel it, except Reena. She was completely oblivious to the obvious tension in her favor. It's not that they didn't want her there; it's that usually during these 'missions' a girl was never along for the ride.

Scott could sense the mass amount of testosterone battling the small amount of her estrogen. He also noticed the lustful tension between her and Isaac; which again she was oblivious to; or maybe not. Scott felt angered by this but not because he was jealous. But because he felt some kind of brotherly protectiveness over the girl; he couldn't really explain why he did. He could sense jealousy though and that was coming from Stiles. He knew his best friend found her alluring. He could smell the attraction in the air; poor girl. Nothing was really going on and all these hormones were raging about.

Meanwhile Derek who is fully aware of the hormones is leaning in the armrest with his head in his hands; obviously annoyed. 'Teenagers' he thinks to himself. He being the more experienced werewolf is naturally more in tune with all his senses than the other pups. He can almost taste the hormones and all he wishes is to be out of that car. The girl is gorgeous yes, but c'mon boys; contain yourselves.

Stiles made the smart decision to turn on the radio to ease the awkwardness. Then Scott, Isaac, and Derek all shifted their eyes to one another because they had heard it. The girl's heartbeat was beating along with the music. When it began, Scott slightly turned around to look at the two wolves in the backseat with a 'are you hearing this' type of amusement.

This girl had her head in the clouds, her eyes were glued to the scenery out the window and she gazed at the moon as if it was her mother. They were all baffled at who she was. There was something special about her.

Her hand was by her side and Isaac's by his. He was staring at her delicate small hand for some time, contemplating if he should touch it. This behavior was unusual for Isaac at this point because he knew he was attractive and with his new found confidence from the transformation; he often toyed with girls feelings. Nothing too serious though; just giving them smirks and smiles that made their hearts long for more. A real tease he was. But for some reason he felt more boyish around her, like he used to be around girls before his supernatural life. He had a feeling the cockiness would come out sooner or later but he had another feeling that it wouldn't work on her. He would have to try both.

His pinky touched hers and she immediately noticed and her heartbeat calm. She looked at her hand then at him. He was relaxed and lounging in the middle; looking at her with a slight smirk with ease. She stared at him for a while then moved her hand to her lap to join her other hand. It wasn't rejection or encouragement; just neutral. Her emotions were shut off right now; she needed to compose herself or she could break down. So much has happened to her that it is beyond comprehension. Normal people would break down with all the processing information, but she found it as a blessing. A new life has been given before her eyes and she was willing to take it. The past is the past and she can't change it.

The finally arrived at the house and Stiles quickly stumbled out of the car to open the door for her. There was a competition for her heart already. A silent growl rumbled in Isaac as him and Stiles made eye contact. It wasn't completely silent; Derek and Scott had heard it as well. Both rolled their eyes to themselves as the all entered the home.

The girl felt a sense of familiarity; like she had been there before. Stiles offered everyone to make themselves at home and to "not break anything." The last request was directed primarily to Isaac. He glared at him as the two got closer but Derek pulled them apart and sat on the couch; pulling Isaac along with him. The issue was clearly more than just "breaking things." Meanwhile, the girl was looking at the pictures on the mantles; she loved to do that when she first entered a home. She saw the altercation between Stiles and Isaac and sarcastically smiled at Isaac's naughtiness. He was immature, but she knew it was just the cover behavior.

As Isaac sat down with Derek, he leaned forward; noticing the girl watching him. He offered a wink that made her heart skip a bit. He knew that he had got her; but that feeling quickly went away as she turned unaffected by the unspoken flirty behavior. It discouraged him as he knew this wasn't going to be easy. He wanted her, and he was going to get her.

He watched as she continued to look at the family photos. Something about her was so captivating to him. She knew he was looking at her too. He was tall, extremely tall; taller than Derek. She was attracted to the way he was built. He wasn't as buff as the other two werewolves but he had broad shoulders and he looked stronger than the rest of them because of his tallness. She found him just as attractive. Stiles were in the open wide kitchen looking through files with Scott but he noticed them both and he felt a pang of jealousy but it quickly went way. She barely knew any of them and likewise for them so whenever the internal emotions elevated, each of the teenagers pushed them down thinking "Ugh, I barely know them…what am I doing?"

Suddenly the girl had a shocked look on her face; almost horrified as she held a picture frame in her hands. And after she spoke; the horror in her face fell contagious to everyone else as well as they instantly heard her clear feminine voice say the words that would change so much.

"Why is there a picture of me in your house?"