"Why would Derek choose Isaac?" Scott pondered.

"Peter told me that if the bite doesn't turn you it could kill you. And maybe teenagers have a better chance of surviving." She offered.

"Doesn't being a teenager mean your dad can't hold him?" Stiles shook her head.

"Well, not exactly. They could only do that if there is solid evidence. Or a witness." She explained to him. She just so happened to look over her shoulder and see that Jackson was missing. "Wait. Danny. Where's Jackson?"

Danny told her that he was in the office talking to Jackson about what happened on the night of Mr. Lahey's murder. Jackson lived just across the street.

"We gotta get to the principal's office." Stiles whispered to Scott.

"How?" Scott wondered. Stiles thought a moment before she crumpled up a piece of paper. Mr. Harris' back was facing the class.

"Everyone please turn to page 73." A paper ball hit him and he quickly turned around. "Who in the hell did that?" He asked, both Scott and Stiles pointed at each other.

Outside in the hall Scott managed to hear the conversation between Jackson and Sheriff Stilinski. Apparently Isaac's dad had been abusing him. It wasn't until they stepped out did the Sheriff see them both. Stiles was hiding behind a magazine and Scott looked absolutely lost. John knew he would regret asking what they were up to and walked away.

It was then did the principal appeared. Only it wasn't Principal Thomas, it was Gerard.

"Come on you two." He told them with a smile on his face.

Once inside the office Scott was nervous and Stiles was a bit fidgety. He had both their files on his desk. "Scott McCall. Struggling academic wise, but I see you have become quite the star athlete. Ms. Stilinski. Oh, perfect grades but little to no extracurricular activity." He read off the files.

"You could consider me being Scott's personal cheerleader at the games as one." She offered, but Gerard seemed to have ignored her.

"Hold on. McCall. You're the Scott that was dating my granddaughter." Both Stiles and Scott exchanged panic looks.

"We were dating but not anymore. Nothing of the sort. Honestly haven't seen her since the break-up." Scott replied quickly.

"Relax, Scott. I'm not going to punish you for that. They happen all the time. However, I am the new principal and I don't want you to see me as the bad guy." He explained to them. Stiles made a soft snort that went unnoticed by Gerard, but not by Scott. "It also happens to be my first day and I need to show support to my teachers. So unfortunately someone is going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention."

Stiles realized that Scott looked at her. She couldn't help, but roll her eyes.

"Fine I'll do it." She told him.

When Scott stepped outside the school he saw Isaac being driven away in a cruiser and as soon as it left a black camaro pulled up in it's place.

"Get in." Derek commanded.

"Are you serious? You did that. That's your fault." Scott shot at him. Derek made a huffed noise.

"Yes, I know that now get in and help me."

"How about I get a lawyer instead. He may have a better chance of getting out before the moon rises." Scott responded as he got closer.

"Not when they do a real search of the house he won't."

"Why's that?" The passenger door opened.

"Because whatever Jackson told them then was just the beginning. Inside the house is worse. A lot worse."

As, the night fallen Jackson and Matt did their exchange for the night. Jackson was finally ready to make his mark on the world. Once he got the camera ready Jackson laid on his bed and relaxed getting himself ready for his big transformation.

Inside, the Lahey house Scott and Derek found out that Isaac's dad had been locking him down in the basement in a freezer. They could tell be the smell of fear and anxiety. There were also scratches all around the freezer. It was a reason why Isaac still accepted the bite. "It's all about power." Derek told him. Derek also admitted to knowing about Scott and Allison's secret and he wonders how long they could keep it up before the hunters found out as well.

Allison overheard her grandfather and her dad talk about getting rid of Isaac. One of the hunters were going to pose as a deputy to get to the teen. She quickly called Stiles, who just got released for detention. They come up with a plan after realizing the deputy was going to kill Isaac.

Allison met with Scott at the Lahey house and chained him up in the freezer. She didn't want to, but Scott was persistent. She went upstairs trying to collect herself. She had managed to slow down the fake deputy by flattening his tires and shooting him in the leg. In the kitchen, she heard a hissing noise. It came from down the living room. She made her way and sees a mysterious creature and lets out a scream. Scott, who heard the scream began pounding his was out the freezer.

"Come on!" She yelled at it. She had her knife ready, but just as the creature made its way toward her Scott appeared in wolf form. Only the creature didn't attack them. It made another hissing sound right at them and quickly crawled it way out the Lahey house.

"What the hell was that?" She asked him.

"I don't know."

Stiles pulled up to the police station with Derek in tow. Allison informed her that she managed to slow down the hunter posing as a deputy.

"I can't believe you turned him. Is that what you have been doing lately?" She questioned him.

"I can only turn people if they are willing." Derek told her and she gave him a look.

"And that makes it okay? One new werewolf is bad enough. You can't go around turning people." She told him. Derek rolled his eyes.

"Remember when I said I don't like being told what to do?" He asked her. Stiles nodded her head. "Yeah, well I still don't." She rolled her eyes.

"Think of it as advice then." She told him, but there was clearly a 'I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work' look on his face. "Okay, the keys to every cell are in a password protected lock box in my father's office. The only problem is getting past the front desk." She told him. Inside, the station they see an officer manning the front desk.

"I'll distract her." Derek said as he was about to get out. Stiles quickly pulled at him.

"Haha, nice try but you're not going in there." She told him as she got a confused look.

"I was exonerated." He reminded her. She rolled her eyes.

"You're still a person of interest."

"An innocent person." He pointed out to her. Stiles couldn't help, but laugh.

"In–you? Yeah, right!" She told him, but then he gave a glare. "Okay, fine. What's your plan?"

"To distract her." He replied as if it was the obvious choice.

"How do you expect to that, huh? By punching her in the face?" Stiles replied with a bit of snark. She gave him a mocking growling sound.

Derek made a laughing noise "By talking to her." As if it was the obvious choice.

Stiles held up her hands in defense. "Okay, fine. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?" Derek cut his eyes and said absolutely nothing. Stiles sat there and nodding in approving manner. "Dead silence. That should work perfectly. Any other ideas?" She responded.

"I'm thinking about punching you in the face." Derek replied, there a hint of playfulness behind it, but there also a hint of seriousness as well. Stiles gave him a sarcastic laugh.

"I'm sure you are."

Derek went ahead of Stiles to distract the deputy on guard. Stiles waited by the door. Derek walked in nervously as if he were lost. The Deputy didn't even bother to look from a magazine she was reading.

"Good evening, how can I help you?" Deputy greeted.

"Hi." Derek replied.

"Hi." The deputy replied back. This time she did look up and was captured by Derek's smile. At the door, Stiles couldn't help but roll her eyes at the scene.

A one worded conversation nice, what's the next one going to be? Derek could hear the mocking tone that accompanied Stiles' voice.

Like you could do better

Pretty sure I can because this is just painful to watch

Shouldn't you be doing something

"I had a question. Um, sorry I'm a little–thrown. I wasn't really expecting someone so…" Derek trailed. Stiles made her way past them quietly.

"Like me?" Deputy responded in a flirtatious tone.

"Oh, I was gonna say "so incredibly beautiful" but, yeah, I guess that'd be the same thing." Derek replied with a laugh. It took everything in Stiles not to throw something at him. She did manage to get inside her father's office and unlocked the box behind the desk, but the keys were missing.

Uh, oh. She thought. She quickly headed to the cells only to run into a deputy. At first, she thought it was just one of the normal deputies, but then she quickly realized that the deputy held a needle and was bleeding from his leg. It was the hunter.

"I'm just going to-" She tried, but she couldn't take her eyes off the needle. "Oh. Shit." Before she could get away or call out for help. The impostor deputy quickly covered her mouth as she struggled.

Derek!

As he dragged her along down the hall and into the room with the cells, she managed to pull the fire alarm. Next thing, she knew they were attacked by wolf-Isaac. Stiles managed to hide behind a desk as Isaac managed to crush the needle into the ground and throw the deputy against the wall. He lets a roaring sound.

Derek, then appeared in the room as Isaac set his sights on Stiles. Just as Isaac was about to attack her next Derek stopped him with a mighty roar and caused him to cower in the corner. Isaac turned back into his human form.

"How did you do that?" She asked him getting from behind the desk.

"I'm the Alpha."

"Oh right that submission thing."

"You alright?" Derek asked her.

"I'm fine, not a scratch on me." Stiles told him with a small. Derek eyes fell onto the scar that was fading. "Hey, I'm fine now get him out of here." Stiles told him when she noticed the worried look on his face.

Just as Derek and Isaac left, the Sheriff and a couple of other officers arrived they found Stiles standing in the middle of the room. The alarms were silenced and the Sheriff noticed the unconscious body on the floor.

Stiles looked around in feign confusion. "Uh-he did it." Stiles responded pointing at the fake officer.

You know as I continue working on season 2 there's like a bunch of stuff happening and I'm just adding more to the mix. There chapters keep getting longer. Even both in both parts. Fine by me lol. I started writing out season 3, but I'm not even sure if I want to do it. but I know will. I'm my own worst enemy.