Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters. If I did, Sterek would be canon.

A/N: Sorry it's going kind of slow, but I wanted to focus on the build up and establish how the change efects the characters (mainly Stiles) and how different things will be when Stiles fully understands what Scott is struggling with. It'll start to pick up in this chapter, then get into the action and things in the next chapter.

The Hale Pack: We're Werewolves! Grr

Maybe he could help Scott win her over, but only after she's been interrogated Stilinski style.

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At the end of the day, Scott and Stiles are by Scott's locker, waiting until it's time to head to Lacrosse practice. Scott looks up and notices Allison, at the opposite side of the corridor. They look at each other until Queen Bee, Lydia Martin struts up to Allison and starts up a conversation. Scott and Stiles listen in easily, but Stiles is more subtle, by pretending to talk to check his phone.

"That jacket is absolutely killer. Where did you get it?" Lydia asked, both boys knew well enough to know that Allison was being tested right now. To see if she was 'suitable' for Lydia's clique.

Allison seemed a little startled at Lydia's approach, but answered the question anyway "My mom was a buyer from a boutique back in San Francisco."

Lydia smiled approvingly "And you are my new best friend." She let out a giggle when Jackson approached wrapped an arm around Lydias waist "Hey Jacksons" She greeted and kissed him.

Stiles decided to tune out at that, which was helped by Tammy, A girl who was in multiple classes with him and Scott, approached and started a conversation "Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes" She looked over her shoulder at the group. "And she is already hanging out with Lydia's clique?"

"Because she's hot." Stiles stated simply while Scott continues to stare and listen in. At Tammy's annoyed look he continued. "Beautiful people herd together."

Scott continued to ignore Stiles and Tammy, opting to listen to Lydia, Jackson and Allison's conversation.

"So, this week-end, there's a party." Lydia informed Allison.

"A party?"

"Yeah, friday night, you should come." Jackson said, using his right arm to lean against the lockers, left arm holding Lydia.

Allison feigned disappointment "Oh, I can't, it's family night on friday... But thanks for asking." Stiles' new hearing picked up on that, mainly because of the way Allison's heart bliped over 'family night'. She was lying. Forcing himself to keep up his argument of Batman vs Superman with Tammy, Stiles idly wondered if Scott picked up on it too.

Scott in fact, did not pick up Allison's heartbeat. He continued to listen and stare as Jackson tried to talk Allison into going to the party "You're sure? Everyone's going after the game."

"You mean like football?" Allison asked.

"Football is a joke here." Jackson laughed "Are you kidding? The sport here is Lacrosse. We've won state championship for the past two years."

Lydia looked up at Jackson and played with his hair, openly bragging "Because of the team captain!"

Jackson allowed a smug grin to take over his face "We practice in a few minutes. If you don't have anything else to do..."

Allison started to protest "Well, I was going to-" When Lydia cut her off.

"Perfect! You come!" Allison gave Scott another smile as Lydia grabbed her hand and lead her in the direction of the field.

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Stiles was pointlessly trying to talk Scott out of playing. "But if you play, I won't have anyone to talk to on the bench! Are you really gonna do that to your best friend?"

Scott looked to Stiles in annoyance "I can't stay out again. My all life is sitting on the side lines. This season I make first line." There was no stutter or blip in Scotts heart beat. His voice was determined and steady. He was serious about this. So Stiles just nodded and head to the bench.

Scott notices as Allison sits on the bleachers with Lydia. When she spots him, the two share yet another smile. Stiles rolls his eye's at the exchange 'If they ever get together, half of their relationship will just be sitting and smiling at each other'.

Scott's eye's finally leave Allison, when coach call's to him "McCall!"

"Yeah?"

"You're in goal!" Coach informs him, tossing multiple items of equipment at him.

Scott looks at coach "I've never played..."

"I know," Coach states simply "scoring some points will give the boys a confidence boost. It's a first day back thing! Get 'em energised! Fire it up!" Stiles clenched his fists. How dare coach talk to Scott like that? Stiles' anger scared him. He never get's worked up like that! Sure he get's annoyed, but he was ready to stand up and punch coach!

"What about me?" Scott asked, a trace of hurt in his voice.

Coach patted Scott's cheek "Try to not take any in the face." He turned his back on Scott to face the rest of the team. "Let's go! Come on!"

Allison kept her eyes fixed on Scott, who now stood in front of the goal, and asked Lydia "Who is that?"

Following Allison line of vision to Scott, Lydia tilted her head slightly "Him? I'm not sure who he is..." Not that Scott or Stiles were surprised by that answer "Why?"

Allison still didn't take her eye's off of Scott, wow she was crushing on him as bad as he was on her! Seriously? They just met that day! "He's in my English class." She said with a smile.

If either girl said anything else, neither Scott nor Stiles heard it over the amplified sound of the whistle. Both teens cover their ears with their hands, desperately trying to block out the awful sound. This distraction caused Scott to get hit the face by a ball, sending him to the ground. Coach and the rest of the team laughed. Disappointment was clear on Scott and Stiles' faces. But for Scott that turned into determination.

The next player ran up, and shot the ball to Scotts right at a high speed and Scott... Caught it. Stiles cheered for his best friend, in slight surprise. Shot after shot, Scott caught them all. Stiles designated himself as Scott's personal cheerleader, letting out various shouts and whoops.

Allison watched as Scott played spectacularly "He seems pretty good."

Lydia watched Scott in slight awe and agreed, "Uh, very good!"

Jackson tries to scares Scott and shoots, a spectacular and powerful shot, that Scott catches with ease. Everyone applauds Scott, very impressed, except Jackson, who glares daggers at him.

Stiles follows his own cheering with a brag of "That is my friend!"

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Scott and Stiles were walking through the woods, splashing in water and climbing over logs, while Scott tries to explain how he pulled of the incredible saves in practice.

"I don't know what it was! It was like... I had all the time in the world to catch the ball ! And that's not the only weird thing. I hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear, I smell things-"

Stiles interrupted at that "You smell things? I mean the hearing things, I got too, like, I heard Allison's phone call to her mum. Coach's damn whistle made me feel like my ears were about to bleed! And apart from a smell that's been lingering all day, I haven't noticed anything. What do you smell?"

Scott looked at him, "For one, the mint mojito gum in your pocket."

Stiles puts his hand in his pocket "What mint mojito gum?" a few seconds later he pulls a wrapped piece of said gum out of his pocket "Dude, thank you, that smells been bugging me all day! So all of this is because of these bites, right?"

"What if it's like an infection? Like... our bodies are flooding with adrenaline before a shock or something?!" Scott asked worriedly

"We can ask Derek, who we're supposed to meeting at the entrance right now, by the way." Scott ignored him and kept walking "You know what, I actually think I've heard of this... It's a specific kind of infection."

This caught Scott's attention "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Stiles nodded "I think it's called 'lycanthropy'."

Scott's eyes widened in concern "What is that? Is that bad?"

Stiles nodded seriously "Oh, yeah, it's the worst! But only once a month."

"Once a month?" Ah, there was the classic confused Scott McCall look.

"Uh-huh. On the night of the full moon."

He imitates a wolf howling. Scott, who was very serious, hits him and continues walking.

"Come on, that was funny" Stiles laughed

Scott glared at Stiles "It's not funny, there could be seriously something wrong with us!"

I know! We're a werewolves!" He mock growled, making claw shapes with his hands "Okay, obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me gathering up as many chains as I can find, it's because Friday's a full moon"

Scott chose to ignore Stiles. He stopped in place, looking at the spot that had held a body the night before. "I could have sworn it was here. I remember the stags running, I dropped my inhaler, the body was there. This is it, right?"

Stiles nodded "Yeah it was definitely here. Maybe the killer moved the body." He suggested with a shrug

Scott crouched down to search among the leaves "If he did, I hope he left my inhaler, those thing costs like eighty bucks"

"I don't know why you're even looking for it, whatever's causing these awesome new abilities of our clearly cured your asthme. You haven't needed it all day dude!" Stiles turns around to see Derek staring at them, looking pretty pissed off. "Dude" He smacked Scotts should in warning as Derek approached.

"What are you doing here? Huh? This is private propriety! I told you to meet me at the entrance, not trespass!" He stated in annoyance.

"Hum... Sorry, man, we didn't know. This is where we were attacked last night, Scott dropped his inhaler" Stiles explained, rubbing his buzz cut.

"Yeah we were just looking for it, but it doesn't look like it's here anymore." Scott said, disappointment clear in his voice.

Derek pulls an object out of his pocket and tosses it at Scott, who catches it with ease. "Found it this morning"He turns to head deeper into the woods "Follow me"

The teens do as instructed, but of course Stiles has to speak "I thought you said this was private property?"

"It is." Derek states "It's mine"

The walk was silent after that. Weaving through trees, hoping over logs and ducking under branches with complete ease. Like it was a second nature to them. Stiles was confused, usually he would have stumbled or fallen multiple times by now. Along with his new abilities, his reflexes must have improved. Well, hey, who was he to argue with a good thing?

After several minutes, the three males approached a clearing. In the middle of said clearing, the burnt out ruins of what used to be a house stood. The Hale house.

Derek stopped three feet in front of the house, body tense, eyes fixed on what was once his family home.

"Six years ago, someone lit my families home on fire," Wait, someone? Wasn't it ruled an accident? "After making sure that their were people trapped inside. Children were trapped inside, the youngest was my six month old cousin!" Anger was clear in Derek's voice as he spoke. "Innocent people died in agony, just because of what some of us are!" What they are? "They hate us for something that isn't our fault. We were born like this. They never hurt anyone." His voice was now venomous "My family was innocent. Hunters killed them without remorse, just because of what we are."

"What you are?" Stiles asked, although a voice in his head was screaming the answer. They were, Scott and Stiles were becoming-

"Werewolves"

This apparently annoyed Scott, who huffed and snapped out "Seriously, did you two plan this together or something?" He asked gesturing between Derek and Stiles in annoyance. "Whatever, I gotta get to work, let's go."

Stiles didn't follow, looking from Scott to Derek in uncertainty. "I don't know dude, I think we should hear him out!"

"Are you seriously doing this?! Ugh, whatever. Give me the keys, I need to get to work." At Stiles' hesitation, Scott said "Look it's up to you, either drive me to work, or let your new pranking buddy take you home!"

Much to Scott's surprise, and his own, Stiles tossed the keys to Roscoe to Scott. "Don't crash him!" Scott sighed at Stiles, then walked away.

"Look dude," Derek turned to face him with a slight glare at being called 'dude' "I don't know what's going on or what's happening to me, but I know it's more than just adrenaline. So I'm going out on a limb here. But I'm gonna need proof for what you're saying. Not about the fire, your version actually makes more sense. But about werewolves and hunters. I'm open minded but I do need-" Derek chose that moment to shift. "Proof..." Stiles took in every detail of Derek's shifted face. Ridges appeared on his forehead, his eyebrows completely disappearing. Hair had appeared on his cheeks, fangs in his mouth, his ears had grown and became pointed. But it was his eyes that really drew Stiles' attention. They were glowing, freaking glowing! And were now blue, a piercing blue that drew Stiles in.

Without thinking, Stiles stepped closer and closer to Derek. Eye's scanning his new face. He raised his right hand and softly pressed it to Dereks cheek. Thumb running over the newly grown hair. His breath caught in awe. He moved his hand to feel the ridges on Derek's forehead. Then to the poing of his. Then to his chin as he ran his thumb over Dereks lower lip, before settling back on his cheek. Stiles' eyes returned to Derek's, which were searching his, looking for any trace of fear or disgust, he was shocked as he found not even a trace of either. They stared into eachothers eyes for what felt like hours. Stiles' heart sped up when Dereks eyes melted back to their regular colour. Stiles felt the hair recede under his hand and idly noticed as the ridges disappeared and his eyebrows re-appeared. He could hear Dereks heartbeat picking up, just before he turned away, snapping Stiles out of his trance.

Stiles quickly pulled his hand away, looking at the ground in embarrassment. "S-sorry, um, I di- I'm sorry."

Derek cleared his throat "That enough proof for you?"

"Ye-yeah" Stiles nodded "So, what attacked Scott and I last night, that was a werewolf?" Derek nodded "But it was different to you, it was an actual wolf. And it's eyes were red, not blue."

"That's because it was an Alpha. I'm a Beta, so are you and Scott. But your eye's will be amber not blue." Derek told him. "Unlike you, I was born a werewolf. most of my family were too, though some were human."

"Your family, dude, I don't know how to say this, b-but the b-body it was-" Stiles started, wringing his hands nervously

"Laura. I know." Derek refused to meet Stiles' eyes. "After I left you two last night I followed you scent's to where you were attacked and found her."

"Wait, did you move her?" Stiles asked in shock.

"Yes." Derek replied "She's buried the way she should be."

"What are you, stupid?" Derek glared holes into Stiles, who kept rambling "She'll be found eventually dude, and when she is,you'll be the cops number one suspect! Seriously? But wait, was she a werewolf too? If so, why would this Alpha kill her?"

"If they find her, the cops will eventually rule it an animal related death. I will be let out. And yes, she was. It killed for her power. She became the Alpha when our mother died. When a werewolf kills an Alpha, they become the Alpha."

"So does that mean we're a part of it's pack? Because, I don't really mind being a wolf, but I don't want to be in a pack with a psychotic murderer." Stiles told him, waving his arms about.

"No, it'll try to get us to join it's pack, but we can say no. Although from what I've learnt about this Alpha, I don't think it'll take rejection well." Stiles nodded in understanding.

"Will we have to kill it?" Stiles asked, biting his lip lightly.

"I think we will, but that'll mean one of us will become Alpha."

"That should be you right? I mean you've been a wolf all your life, you'd be better at it than me or Scott." He pointed out, shrugging slightly.

"Not necessarily." Derek informed him, shaking his head "I was trained to be a Beta, not an Alpha. So it depends on how you and Scott take to the change. It'll be a struggle at first. You'll find yourself angrier, more irritable. The shift can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse, so you need to learn to control it, it's possible to real it in. Difficult, but possible." Stiles nodded, soaking in all the information.

"What else do you want to know?" Derek asked raising an eyebrow. Stiles grinned allowing his head to flood with all of his question, Derek knew he was going to regret this.

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Later that night, Scott was at the Animal Clinic, closing up for the night. His boss had already left, so he took the opportunity to check his wound again. When he lifted his shirt, his eyes widened when there was nothing there. Not even a mark!

Shaking his head in disbelief, he dropped his shirt and set to work. Dragging a bag of cat litter, Scott made his way to the cat area of the clinic. "Hey kitties," He greeted, walking backwards into the room. The cat's started meowing and hissing at him, jumping around in their cages. Scott looked around the room in shock and slight fear, backing out and slamming the door behind him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the clinic door, Scott looked to see who was there. Allison.

She was soaked from the rain, a panicked look on her face as she looked over her shoulder, knocking again. Scott walked up and opened the door. Looking at Allison, Scott notices that she's crying "I didn't see it," She sobbed "I took my eyes over road for like two seconds to change the music on my Ipod and then this dog, it just came out of nowhere!"

Scott tried to console her with a comforting tone "Hey, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright... Do you remember where it happens so I can send animal control to find?"

Allison shook her head "No! I mean, yes, I remember where I hit it but the dog is-"

"Where? Where is it?"

"It's in my car." Allison goes back to her car with Scott. When she opens the trunk, the dog barks, causing her to flinch and back away.

Scott looked to Allison and put his hand on her arm in comfort "You okay?" She nods "She's just frightened."

"That makes two of us." Allison says softly, shivering at the cold.

"Let's see if I have any better luck." Scott says and bends down so he's at eye level with the dog. When he looks at her, Scott's eyes turn amber, without him realising. The animal immediately calms down, allowing Scott to pick her up and carry her into the clinic, Allison close behind.

Scott soon has the dog lying on a metal table calmly, while he asses her injuries. "I think her leg is broken." He tells Allison "I've seen the doctor do plenty of splints, I can do it myself and give her a painkiller for now.

He looks at the Allison's wet shirt and notices that she seems cold. "I have a shirt in my bag."

Allison smiles at him but shakes her head "Oh, I don't want to trouble you.."

Scott turns and grabs the shirt anyway, giving it to her without a second thought "Here."

Allison smiles gratefully at him before leaving the room to change. Scott can see her naked back by the window of the door. The dog looks at him and whines softly"

Scott looked at the dog "What? I didn't see anything." The dog lies back down and Scott starts preparing the splint.

Allison walks back in the room adjusting the oversized shirt "Thanks for doing this. I feel really stupid!"

Scott smiles at her and asks "How come?"

Allison shrugs slightly "I don't know... Because I freaked out like a total girl."

Scott grins at her, while working on the splint "You are a girl."

"I freaked out like a girly girl and I'm not a girly girl." She laughs slightly, looking down at the table.

"What kind of girl are you?" Scott asks, wanting to know more about the girl he's crushing on.

"Tougher than that." Allison looks at him "At least I thought I was."

Scott continues smiling at her "Hey, I'd be freaked out too." He looks back at the dog, and works on the splint "In fact, I would probably cry. And not like a man, like the biggest girly girl ever." This pulls a laugh out of both of them. "It'd be pathetic."

Allison giggles some more, "Yeah, right."

"So... It looks like she's gonna live." Scott informs Allison, satisfied with his work. "And I'm pretty sure she'll let you pet her now, if you want."

Allison shakes her head "I don't think so." a guilty look appears on her face

"Oh, come on. You don't want her to sue. I hear this breed is very litigious." He jokes. Allison rolls her eyes slightly but pets the dog, who stays calm.

"You see? She like you." Scott says, staring at Allison.

Allison notices and looks up at him "What?"

Scott shakes his head, snapping himself out of his stupor. "Oh, sorry, you have a eye-lash on you cheek"

Allison nods "From the crying" She wipes the shirt sleeve along her cheek.

She doesn't get it off, so Scott reaches over, gently wiping it away with his thumb.

Allison smiles shyly at him "Thanks." He smiles before looking down. Stealing quick glance to her.

He walks her to her car. "So, um, I was wondering, I mean... Is it really family night on friday? Or you think maybe you'd like to go to that party with me?" He smiles nervously at the beautiful girl in front of him.

"Family night was a total lie" She admits.

"So is that a yes, you'll go?" Scott asks hopefully. Relieved when Allison give him a beautiful smile.

"Definitely yes." Allison climbs in her car, waving to Scott, before driving away.

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Later that night Scott falls asleep on his bed, with a smile on his face... And wakes up in the woods, wearing nothing but his sweat pants. He tries to find his way home, when he finds Stiles also looking confused, wearing his batman pajamas.

"Dude, what's going on, why are we here?" Scott demands

Stiles flails his arms around "I don't know man, I fell asleep at home last night, then woke up here!"

"Me too." The best friends share a confused look, when the here a noise. Looking around Stiles sees a shape through the fog, and a pair of glowing red eyes.

"The Alpha," He whispers and two pairs of eyes zone in on him.

"Wha-" Scott start to ask before he spots the red eyed wolf.

Stiles grabs Scott's bare arms pulling him away "Run!" and so they do. They eventually come to a fence, which they jump with ease and find themselves in a swimming-pool. A man who's watering his flowers watches them confused.

Scott greets the man "Morning." and Stiles waves nervously.

A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it. The next chapter will be up soon.

High Serpent King: Thank you for recommending those, I'm really enjoying it so far. Stiles is going to have a very different outlook on te change to Scott, which I've tried to show in this chapter. I hope it came across okay x

Takai-taka: Thank you, I'm glad you like it x

Mangy: Thank you so much, Derek and Stiles are both going to be a little different from in the show, but I am trying to stay true to them and not make them too out of character x

Britany: Thank you, I hope you enjoy it x

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