A/N: Well hello everybody, and thanks to everyone who favourite/follow/review the story :) Also, how crazy was the finale? I mean the last part alone...

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Scott's POV

All throughout class I've been thinking what Lydia told me, I needed to play the game, I like Allison, I can't lose her because of some stupid werewolf shifting problem. I'm sure I'll find a way of controlling it, somehow. I needed someone who could help me, maybe Stiles would, I mean next to me, she's kind of a genius in this wolf thing, she was right about what she'd told me, until now, at least.

Ah, talking about the devil. Stiles appear out of nowhere, and drag me away from my locker, barely letting me close it's door.

"Come here" She whispered

"What?" I asked. She motioned to her dad, who was accompanied by another officer and our principal. Why was the sheriff here? Stiles hid behind the wall, so her dad wouldn't catch her snooping around like we always do, I follow her lead.

"Tell me what they're saying" She said, nodding towards her dad.

"How am I supposed to do that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

She blinked at me several times, and looked at me as if I was an idiot "With your new super werewolf hearing, you idiot" She hissed, rolling her eyes.

Oh, yeah.

I gave her a sheepish smile, and focus on Mr Stilinski's voice, blocking everybody else's chatter, I was able to hear some of it, until Stiles distracted me.

"Can you hear them?" Stiles asked, eagerly. I shushed her, and returned my attention to her dad.

"Everybody younger than the age of 18 should be home by 9:00 pm" I heard Mr. Stilinski saying to our principal. "We'd like to establish the curfew right away"

I stopped listening to their conversation after that.

"Curfew because of the body" I said, turning to Stiles.

"Unbelievable" She exclaimed, snorting lightly. "My dad's out looking for a rabid animal, while the jerk who actually killed the girl is just hanging out, doing whatever he wants."

"We can't exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek" I pointed out. Mr. Stilinski won't believe us anyway, I mean, it would be pretty ridiculous if we tell him that Derek is the killer, we didn't proofs, we only knew this because Derek is a werewolf, and he turned me into a werewolf, but we couldn't exactly tell him that

"I can do something" Stiles objected.

"Like what?" I asked

"Find the other half of the body" She replied to me, without missing a beat. I chuckled

"Yeah, right" I said, Stiles looked at me, her eyes full with determination. The smile slid off my face, she couldn't be serious "Are you kidding?" I asked to her as she walked away, but I got no reply back. I sighed, Stiles better not do something stupid that could put her in danger, I mean, Derek already killed that girl, what would keep him from killing Stiles?

I looked around the hall, trying to find something that would distract me from the idea of Derek killing Stiles.

That's when I focus on Allison, Lydia, and Charlie, one of the lacrosse players.

Charlie and Allison were shaking hands. I walked up to them, as I was getting closer, Lydia looked at me and shot me a smug smile before she took Charlie and walked away.

I knew what that meant, either I play the game and keep Allison, or Lydia sets her up with someone else. Now, that I knew Lydia was serious, I had to play, I couldn't risk loosing the only girl that seemed to like me. Well, besides Stiles, but that's different.

"So, Lydia's introducing you to everyone?" I asked Allison, as she turn to looked at me. Lydia and Charlie were long gone by now.

"She's being so unbelievably nice to me" Allison said, smiling brightly

"I wonder why" I said, frowning. Lydia wasn't usually nice, I mean just less than an hour ago she'd threaten me with setting Allison up with someone else if I didn't play in the stupid game.

"Maybe she gets how much being the new girl can suck" Allison said shrugging. I notice something then, Allison was holding a jacket, the one she had at the party, the one that Derek used, tricking me into thinking it was Allison, so he could talk to me.

"Where did you get that?" I asked her quickly, looking at her eyes. She gave me a confused look.

"My jacket?" Allison asked. I nodded "It was in my locker. I think Lydia brought it back from the party. She has my combination-"

"Did she say she brought it back or did somebody give her the jacket?" I asked, cutting her off. Allison gave me an even more confused look.

"Like who?" She asked

"Like Derek" I answered.

"Your friend?" She asked me. If I had a drink I would have spit it out. Derek, my friend? Yeah, right.

"He's not my friend" I said curtly. Allison frowned. Oh yeah, she thought he's my friend because he told her that to drove her home. That bastard drove her home! "How much did you talk to him when he drove you home?"

"Mmm, not much at all." Allison said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"What did you say?" I asked abruptly. Allison look at me, perplexed. Oh uh, you freaked her out.

"I- gotta get to class" She said, excusing herself, and taking a few steps away from me.

"Allison-" I called her, wanting her to stay.

"No, I really gotta go" She said, turning away from me and walking off.

I sighed, in frustration. It was all Derek's fault.

As soon as school was over, I took my bike and start pedaling towards Derek's house.

It took me a couple of minutes, but I finally arrived to his house. I know Derek is here because of his scent, with this new werewolf abilities I could smell the scent of different people, which was super weird, but right now, helpful. I looked at the house, he must be inside it.

The house used to be pretty, Stiles and I had seen it a couple of times when we were younger, the house used to look like a mansion. That was until the fire ruined it, half the construction was gone now, there was no colour in the walls, and it looked like it was going to crumble down in any second.

I stepped off my bike, took my helmet off, dropping it in the ground, and taking a couple of steps forward.

"Derek!" I screamed, as I dropped my bag, which contained some books and my lacrosse stick "Derek!" I knew he was here, I knew he could hear me.

I looked around, trying to see where Derek was through a window, but my attention was caught at the pile of dirt at the side of the house. A smell was coming from it, too. It took me a while to figure out the smell, but when I did, my eyes widened in shock, it was the smell of blood. Human blood. I gasped, that's probably where Derek buried the other half of the girl's body!

I looked back at house, Derek was standing in the porch, he must have walked out of wherever he was while I was looking away.

"Stay away from her!" I shouted angrily. "She doesn't know anything!"

"Yeah?" He asked, jumping off his porch and walking towards me "What if she does? You think your little buddy Stiles can just google werewolves, and now you got all the answers, is that it?"

"Leave Stiles out of it" I said, glaring at him. He raised an eyebrow, but continued his little 'speech'

"You don't get it yet, Scott, but I'm looking out for you." He said, I shot him a bewildered look. "Think about what could happen. You're out on the field. The aggression takes over. And you shift in front of everyone." He bent down and grabbed my lacrosse stick from my bag "Your mom, all your friends. And when they see you-" He paused, pulling out his claws and ripping off the net in my lacrosse stick "Everything falls apart." He throw the stick in the air, I looked up and catch it, by the time I turned back to look at Derek, he was gone.

I blinked, looking down at my stick, the net was screwed, I needed a new one. One thought struck my mind, how was he able to shift at his own will?

Stiles' POV

I arrived home feeling like crap, Scott hadn't shown up at the girls' lacrosse practice.

Why does that saddened me? You may ask.

Well, when we were kids we played lacrosse all the time together, everywhere, once I broke one of Scott's lamps, Mrs. McCall was, possibly still is, so mad at me for that. Then, when we got into our different teams, we always went to each others practices. And I mean, always. Last year, Scott had the worst stomachache in the world and still went to my lacrosse practice. He didn't showed up to school next day. Apparently he puked, anyway, the point is we've never missed each other practices. Until now at least, when Scott broke the tradition.

I knew he wasn't sick, he would have text me. Either he forgot about our little tradition, or he was with Allison. I don't know which one would make me sadder.

But, there's one thing that could make me feel better. I grin, just thinking of it, and made my way to my kitchen, opening the fridge. Ha! There was still some. I grabbed an apple juice box, put the straw in it and drank it, smiling.

Nothing better for the heart than some apple juice.

The juice was gone rapidly, I grabbed a second box when my phone rang.

Closing the fridge and taking a sip from the juice, I took my phone out of my pocket. It was Scott, I clicked the green button, he better be begging for my forgiveness

"Hey" Scott said

"Hey" I said, taking another sip from my drink "Um, where did you go after school?"

"That's what I wanted to tell you, I think I may have found out something" Scott said

"What is it?" I asked intrigued

"There's something in Derek Hale's house" He said

"What?" I asked, cocking my head, utterly confused "What were you doing at Derek Hale's house?"

"I'll tell you when you get here" He said

"Ok, I'm on my way" I said, as I hang up the phone.

I put my phone back in my pocket, and finish my drink, leaving it in the garbage After that, I grabbed my car keys, went outside and start the car. Scott better explain what was he doing at Derek's, which I assume, is why he missed my lacrosse practice.

In no less than 10 minutes I was running through Scott's hall, all the way to his room.

I burst through the door, and found Scott sitting on his bed, adjusting the net in his lacrosse stick. That reminds me, the idiot hasn't apologize yet. Stiles, focus!

"What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it?" I said really fast "And, yes, I've had a lot of Adderall so-"

"I found something at Derek Hale's house" Scott said

"Yeah, yeah, what is it!?" I exclaimed, my curiosity was killing me.

"There's something buried there, I could smell blood" Scott said, my eyes widened. Could it be the other half of the body?

"That's awesome!" I exclaimed. Wait, no "I mean that's terrible, whose blood?"

"I don't know. But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing. Because there's no way I'm not playing that game." He said, firmly.

I winced "Dude, do you really think is a good idea, I mean I barely know anything about werewolves"

"You were the one that figure out this whole thing in the first place" He pointed out. Oh no, he was giving me the puppy eyes

"Fine" I sighed "I'll try helping" Scott grinned at me, I cursed mentally, damn you and your irresistible cute eyes and dimples "I still think this is a bad idea"

Scott stood up "C'mon, we need to go to the hospital so I can smell the body"

"That sounds so weird" I said as we walked out of his room, and out of the house to my car.

Once inside my blue jeep, I started the car

"Um, Scott what where you doing at Derek's in the first place?" I asked, pulling out of his driveway.

"Derek had Allison's jacket which was what made me think she was in the woods, the night of the party, but it was only Derek. Anyway apparently Allison had forgotten her jacket, so Derek 'so nicely' brought it back, I went there told him to stay away from her" Scott said.

Allison, of course he forgets one of our most important traditions because of Allison. The thought made me wanted to punch someone in the face.

"You wouldn't have forgotten about something too, would you Scotty?" I asked, trying to sound casual

"Like what?" Scott asked, looking at me with a confused look. I can't believe this, he totally forgot.

"Never mind" I said, looking back at the road, controlling the urge of letting out one grotesque sob. The rest of the ride was silent.

We arrived to the 'Beacon Hills Hospital' in no time. We walked through the doors, and almost immediately I spotted the sign that said morgue with an arrow pointing upstairs.

"Hey" I said, nudging Scott, pointing at the sign.

"Okay" He said looking at the sign, and moving towards the door

"Good luck, I guess" I said, walking away, as he closed the door behind him.

I sat down in one of the chairs. I just happened to be 3 chairs away from Lydia Martin. Why is she here?

Then it struck me, she's here probably because of Jackson. I rolled my eyes, I hate that jerk. But no Lydia, I knew that she was smart, she was in most advance classes, but what bug me is that she usually played dumb, probably because Jackson's IQ was lower than a worm's.

"Hey, you're friends with Scott, right? Scott McCall?" Lydia's voice asked, making me jump. I looked around, but there was nobody else in the waiting room, just a couple of nurses, so she must be talking to me.

"Uh, yeah I'm Stiles-" I said but she didn't let me finished

"Now, listen. You better tell him that if he doesn't play the game he's gonna be in some deep shit with all the lacrosse team, my boyfriend Jackson, the captain by the way, is going to make his life miserable" She said giving me a sweet smile, that made me sick "Are we clear?"

"Um..." I said, Lydia must have taken that as a yes.

"Good" She chirped, going back to her phone.

I grabbed the first pamphlet beside me, so I would seem busy reading, and hopefully nobody will talk to me.

I looked down at the pamphlet. You had to choose the one about menstrual circle, didn't you Stiles?

Around ten minutes later, surprisingly, I was really into the pamphlet when I saw Lydia stood up. I looked over at whatever she was looking and saw Jackson rubbing his shoulder. I hope it hurts, jackass.

"Okay. Did he do it?" Lydia asked Jackson

"He said not to make a habit of it, but one cortisone shot won't kill me." Jackson replied

"You should get one right before the game too. The pros do it all the time. You want to be a little high school amateur?" Lydia asked leaning closer to Jackson "Or- do you want to go- pro?"

And in that moment, I witnessed something disgusting, Lydia and Jackson started making out. I shivered.

I wanted to say, "c'mon it's a public space, can't a girl read about menstrual circles without you too exchanging saliva?" but I didn't have the chance 'cause I got distracted by someone ripping the pamphlet out of my hands, making me jump.

"Holy god" I said, turning to Scott, whom stole the pamphlet from me.

"The scent was the same" Scott said

"You sure?" I asked him, getting up of my seat.

"Yes" He said, nodding his head. I sighed

"So he did bury the other half of the body in his property" I said

"Which means we have proof that he killed the girl" Scott said

"I say we use it" I declared, walking to the doors.

"How?" Scott asked, I turn to looked at him

"Tell me something first" I said, he better want to do this because of the girl and not some stupid game. "Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek, or because you want to play in the game, and he said you couldn't?"

"There are bite marks in the legs, Stiles, bite marks" Scott said.

I sighed "Ok. Then we're gonna need some shovels" I said, walking to my jeep, alongside Scott "And give me back my pamphlet"

He looked down at his hands raising his eyebrows at the pamphlet. "Aren't you suppose to know this crap?" He said, handing it back to me

"There's interesting stuff in there, that I may not have known of" I said, rather embarrassed, my cheeks turned pink, Scott chuckled "Oh, as if you know half of this" I said, hitting his arm.

It was dark before we finally found some shovels at Scott's, and now we were ready to start digging for the body. Every girl's dream, I know.

We arrived to Derek's house just as his black car was speeding away from the house. Good, he's not gonna be home.

We got out of the car, and Scott handed me a flashlight, I turned it on, pointing the light at the Hale's house, it used to be a magnificent house, now it look really, um, how do you put this delicately? Well, it looked like shit.

"Wait, something's different" Scott said, a few feet in front of me.

"Different how?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, walking behind him

"I don't know" Scott said, way to be specific Mr. McCall. "Let's just get this over with"

He then stopped walking, and dig his shovel into the ground. The pile of dirt Scott was digging in looked new compared to the rest of the ground. Guess we know where the body is. Or half of it.

I joined Scott, and we dig. And dig, and dig, and dig. We've been digging for about half an hour without success.

"This is taking way too long." Scott complained

"Just keep going." I said

"What if he comes back?" Scott asked

"Then we get the hell out of here." I answered, simply

"What if he catches us?" Scott asked.

"I have a plan for that." I said

"Which is?" He asked me, doubt in his voice

"You run one way. I run the other. Whoever he catches first, too bad." I said, shrugging

"I hate that plan." He said. Oh quit complaining, I'm the one digging a hole for you, McCall. That's when I hit something with my shovel that wasn't dirt.

"Oh, stop, stop, stop." I said, putting my hand in Scott's arm, and putting my shovel aside. I kneeled to the ground, moving the dirt with my hands. Scott was soon following my lead. There was a rope full with knots around something like a red sheet that kept us from seeing whatever was inside it.

"Hurry" Scott said as we tried to untie the knots

"I'm trying. Did he have to tie the thing in, like, 900 knots?" I said

After a couple of minutes, we were able to untie all the knots, but when we looked inside the red sheet, we got a big surprise, there wasn't a girl bury there. It was a wolf, it's dead eyes, were staring at us.

Scott and I screamed, and jumped out of the hole in surprise.

"What the hell was that!?" I exclaimed in shock

"A wolf" Scott answered, his voice trembling

"Yeah, I can clearly see that, I mean, why is there a wolf in there? I thought you said you smelled blood, as in human blood" I said, looking accusingly at Scott

"I told you something was different" Scott said, defending himself

"This doesn't make sense" I said, shaking my head

"We gotta get out of here" Scott said. I nodded in agreement.

"Ok, let's cover this up" I said, but looking at the ground. Something catch my eye then, it was a purple flower. I've seen this flower before, while I was researching about werewolves, I came across this, it's called wolfsbane, it's supposed to affect werewolves. I frowned, what was it doing here?

"What's wrong?" Scott asked me.

"See that flower?" I said pointing at the purple flower

"What about it?" He asked

"I think it's wolfsbane" I replied

"What's that?" Scott asked

"Uh" I looked over at him, he was raising his eyebrows at me. Maybe if I associate it with movies he'll get it "Haven't you ever seen the Wolf Man?"

"No" He said, shaking his head

"Lon Chaney Jr.? Claude Rains? The original, classic werewolf movie?" I specify

"No" Scott said, I shook my head, he was a lost cause "What?"

"You're so unprepared for this" I said, letting out a sigh, I got up and move towards the flower, grabbing it and pulling it out of the ground, it must be here for a reason. As I pulled it out I noticed the plant was attached to a rope, so I kept pulling, and pulling, hoping for the rope to finish, the rope was buried in a way that I had to circle the hole for it to come out.

I've had circle the hole at least three times, and still the rope wasn't coming to an end, after my fifth lap around the circle, however, the rope ended, leaving me with a wolfsbane plant with an immense rope attached to it, with some more wolfsbane plants tied to the rope. This was very odd, the rope wouldn't be attached to the plant without a reason, but why would someone do this?

"Stiles" Scott said, I looked over at him, he was looking at the hole with his mouth open.

I walked up to him, and look down at the hole.

"Wow" I exclaimed, shock in my voice.

The hole that previously contained a wolf in it, now had a brunette girl on it, covered in blood and dirt. The thing is, the bottom half of the body was missing.

Next morning Scott and I watched as the officers drag Derek Hale out of his house to a police car. Scott and I had returned to Derek's house earlier in the morning, where I called dad telling him that we found the other half of the girl's body looking for Scott's inhaler.

What was killing me was that girl was a wolf for a second, an actual wolf, not some weird yellowed eyed, hairy thing Scott had turned into, trying to kill me. No, the girl was an actual wolf. I had to find out how is that possible.

I looked around making sure no officer was watching and walked to the police car, my dad's actually, trying to look casual. Please don't let my dad catch me.

"Stiles, what are you doing?" Scott hissed as I walked away "Oh, god, no" I heard him say as I climbed in the front seat of my dad's police car

"Okay, just so you know, I'm not afraid of you" I said, looking at Derek. He gave me a dead glare, that changed my mind "Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed, she was a werewolf. She was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?"

"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem? When he shifts on the field, what do you think they're gonna do. Just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing, but you can. And, trust me, you want to." He said.

"Well I'm trying, but apparently I can't either, because of frigging Allison" I exclaimed, getting upset, any moment now I felt like I was gonna explode"I've been trying to convince Scott not to play since he almost kill me, but the dumb ass still wants to play, and I'm pretty sure it has to do with Argent, he would listen to me if it wasn't for her" Derek raised his eyebrows at me, clearly not expecting that. To be honest, I wasn't sure where the sudden anger came from, or why I was even talking to Derek about it, he probably didn't care, as long as Scott wouldn't play tonight. I sighed.

The door opened, and I turned to see dad. Oh crap, he drag me out of the car by my elbow, and taking me a few feet from the car.

"There. Stand" He said, letting me go "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I'm just trying to help." I said "Mind you, I'm the one who actually found something"

"Okay, well, how 'bout you help me understand exactly how you came across this?" Dad asked

"I told you, we were looking for Scott's inhaler." I said

"Which he dropped when?" Dad asked

"The other night." I replied

"The other night when you were out here looking for the first half of the body." Dad clarified

"Yes" I exclaimed

"The night that you told me you were alone and Scott was at home." He said, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Yes" I repeated, then it hit me "No. Oh, crap." I sighed. Busted.

"So you lied to me" Dad said

"That depends on how you define lying." I said

"Well, I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?" He asked me

"Mm, reclining your body in a horizontal position?" I said sheepishly

"Get the hell out of here." Dad said, sighing

"Absolutely." I said, scratching the back of my neck, as I walked away from him.

"I can't find anything about wolfsbane being used for burial." Scott said, he was looking for information in his phone while I drive us back home.

"Just keep looking. Maybe it's like a ritual or something, like maybe they bury you as a wolf. Or maybe it's like a special skill, you know? Like something you have to learn." I said

"I'll put it on my to do list, right underneath figuring out how the hell I'm playing this game tonight." Scott said. Yes, after all my attempts, he still wants to play in that stupid game. I officially give up, if he kills someone I hope it's Jackson.

"Maybe it's different for girl werewolves." I mused.

"Okay! Stop it!" Scott exclaimed

"Stop what?" I asked, confused. What did I do now?

"Stop saying "werewolves"! Stop enjoying this so much." He exclaimed. I scoffed, I couldn't believe this. Uh excuse you, McCall, you almost kill me. This hasn't exactly been rainbows and unicorns for me, mister. I looked over at him, my face full with indignity, but then I noticed Scott was sweating, it wasn't warm at all.

"Are you okay?" I asked

"No! No, I'm not. I'm so far from being okay." He exclaimed

"You know, you're gonna have to accept this, Scott, sooner or later." I said

"I can't." Scott hissed

"Well, you're gonna have to." I said, rolling my eyes.

"No! I can't breathe. Aah! Ah, pull over!" He exclaimed

"Why? What's happening?" I asked worriedly.

Scott grabbed my bag, and opened it, the wolfsbane was inside it. Oh Stiles, aren't you an idiot. Wolfsbanes affects werewolves. I slap myself mentally.

"You kept it?" Scott asked in disbelief

"What was I supposed to do with it?" I said defending myself

"Stop the car!" Scott yelled, his voice became deeper, and his eyes glowed yellow. Oh not this again. I hit the breaks. The car pulled over, I opened my door, grabbed the bag, run a little bit before throwing the bag away from me, as far as I could.

I sighed, I'm never taking the wolfsbane ever again.

"Okay- Okay. We're good, you can-" I said turning back to Scott. Only problem was, Scott wasn't there "Scott? Scott?" I yelled, looking around franticly, he couldn't have gone too far.

But Scott had disappear, and he'd changed right before it too. If I don't find him soon he may end up hurting someone. Or worse.

A/N Scott ran away, oh damn. Stiles tried to stop him from playing the game, but failed :( Anyway hope you enjoyed it, if you did, don't forget to favourite/follow the story for more. We get a new season in june *cheers*

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