Yeah, I'm late with this chapter (again), but today was my first day on the job. I want to say (a very late) Happy Fourth of July to all my readers from the USA! Enjoy earning our freedom with fireworks, family and a lovely hotdog competition at Coney Island. Can't get anymore American than that, huh? Tonight's episode will appear at 10 and I'm so excited! Saw the sneak peaks and MAMA MCCALL IS IN DANGER! I swear if anything happens to her I will go on a rampage! No one messes with Mama McCall unless they are asking for a death wish.

Okay…back to normal. Please enjoy this chapter on episode two. Again: sorry for the wait.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but my OCs…

"You know what," Lucy spoke once she took off the helmet. She had gotten off from the motorcycle and handed him the helmet. "I don't understand why you didn't bring your bike with you."

Isaac gave her a look. "It would have been damaged!"

"Yet you complained about Stiles' jeep being stuck out in the middle of no where," she snorted at her boyfriend and the werewolf rolled his eyes. He was glad she was returning to normal: acting and living normal, but he could tell she had changed.

He also changed too.

Isaac wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. "Come on: classes are gonna begin."

"When have you been so interested in your classes?"

"Since wanting to finish high school," he grinned at her and Lucy chuckled as she patted his chest. They immediately walked into the building with Lucy heading to her locker first while Isaac followed close behind. She hadn't spotted Kira just yet, but she was probably somewhere in the hallways. As she closed the locker, two hands grabbed her shoulders and Lucy jumped while spinning around.

It was Malia.

"Why'd you do that for?" Lucy breathed out as she wiped her forehead. "I could have punched you!"

Malia waved her hand. "Doesn't matter. I need you to help me study."

"Malia I have math class in a few minutes."

"Not anymore."

Isaac blinked in confusion. "What do you mean by that?"

"Before coming here I made sure to slash Mr. Geller's tires," she explained like it was no big deal. Lucy gawked at the were-coyote who merely shrugged at her reaction. Grabbing her hand, Malia pulled her down the hallway. "So you're going to help me catch up on history. I have that next period."

Lucy could only turn back and mouthed a 'sorry' as Isaac waved a confusing goodbye.

He wasn't sure what just happened as well.

"Okay so what was the document that Abraham Lincoln issued on January 1, 1863?" Lucy asked Malia as the two girls sat outside. They were underneath a large tree that provided them with shade and Lucy was glad about it. Ever since coming back to Mexico, she didn't want to feel the hot sun anymore.

She liked Beacon Hill's weather.

"Um…" Malia hummed as her fingers frantically flipped through the millions of pages of her notebook. She had a yellow highlighter that sat on the side, but it kept rolling away until the coyote placed it on her mouth. She then muffled, "I know this!"

Lucy tried to calm her down. "Take your time, Malia. I'm not quizzing you on this."

"I just took notes on this," she answered while putting the highlighter down on an open textbook. Lucy thought it wouldn't be too bad, but she remembered Malia had missed out pretty much a decade's worth of education. She was so far behind, Lucy was surprised that the school allowed her to be put in regular classes. "It's during the Civil Battle right?"

"Civil War," Lucy corrected her and Malia nodded. "And yes, it was during the Civil War since it lasted from 1861 until 1865. Malia, it's okay if you don't know. This is why I'm trying to catch you up with the rest of us."

Malia stared at her with determined eyes. "But I know this! It's on the tip of my tongue…something to do with proclaiming…"

Lucy encouraged her. "You're close. It was the Emancipation Proclamation."

"See!" Malia slammed her hand on the piles of books. "I knew it was something with proclaiming!"

"Well," Lucy leaned closer as she skimmed through her notebook. "Do you know why the Emancipation Proclamation was important during the Civil War?"

Malia scrunched her eyebrows. "I know this…"

"Do you want another hint?"

"No!" Malia exclaimed as she searched through her notebook before going into her textbook like a mad woman. Lucy could only helplessly stare at her until she had enough and grasped her wrist to stop. "What! I can do this."

"Malia, you're making me nausea," Lucy complained but replaced her tone so it didn't seem like she spoke with an attitude. "Also, it's okay if you don't know. You are trying to stuff in years of history. Just take it slow."

"But-" She began to argue until the bell rang, indicating the end of the period. Students flooded out into the hallways and in the courtyard where the girls were. Malia gave Lucy a scared look. "Lucy, what am I going to do? What if Kira's dad calls on me? I'll feel stupid!"

Lucy shook her head. "I'm sure Kira told her dad in advance about your situation. He knows about us: werewolves, banshees and now a werecoyote. I'm sure he won't make your time a living hell. Also, Stiles is with you during that period."

Malia slowly nodded after hearing his name. "Okay…"

Lucy lightly patted her back. "How about we continue this during Friday or the weekend. I'm gonna be free due to lacrosse season beginning soon."

"Okay," she repeated as she stuffed the multiple notebooks in her bag and carried the small textbook in her arms. As the two girls began to walk back into the building, Malia pushed her hair back with one hand. "I swear, the wild was much easier than this."

"Sometimes I wish I was an animal," Lucy muttered in agreement before giving her a soft smile. "It seems less stressful than this."

Malia quickly added, "It really is."

The rest of the day went rather slow.

Lucy barely remained awake during her French class as the lack of sleep from last night was catching up to her. She had a water bottle beside her, but the water wasn't doing its job. She figured to make some coffee early in the morning next time, but by the time she would get home Lucy would probably fall asleep. Taking a few notes, her eyes drifted to the seat beside her that was empty today.

Normally someone sat there, but the student was absent.

However, Lucy would only see Allison sitting there as if she were still alive. She remembered trying to wake the brunette up one time before Ms. Morrell could get to her, but Lucy was too late. There were a few memories of them during French class, the two talking quietly to pass the time of the period. It was before Morrell came to Beacon Hills when all of this happened, but sometimes it occurred when the emissary was in the class.

They just had to be sneakier.

Now it was an empty desk and Lucy could no longer share more memories with her. There was a new teacher, but the female McCall could care less about the old lady blabbing her mouth for the next forty-five minutes. French class was no a time Lucy dreaded to go and it was too late to switch for another language course. She had to suffer with this until the end of the school year.

It wasn't fair.

Her phone vibrated on top of the notebook.

Lucy glanced towards the front of the room to make sure the teacher wasn't paying attention. Seeing that her back was facing the class, Lucy quickly checked her phone and noticed it was a text from Scott and another from Lydia.

Both of them were the same thing: Derek had escaped.

It wouldn't be too bad, but Derek wasn't the same. He was young again and he's in a different world with different people. The life he used to live is gone as all his family is dead from the infamous fire that happened because of Kate.

And Kate Argent.

She had deceived him when he was younger.

This was bad.

The bell rang and Lucy jumped.

She could have sworn that there was fifteen minutes left on the clock, but why was she complaining. There was a bigger problem at hand and she immediately grabbed her things and rushed outside the classroom. Her neck stretched to see if she could find Kira or her brother or anyone, but the place was too crowded with people.

"Lucy," Isaac called from behind and the brunette spun around to see him walk towards her. "Scott just texted me about Derek. He and Stiles went to the Sheriff's office to see if they could talk to Derek."

"What about Lydia?" She asked, pulling them besides the lockers. "I thought she and Deaton were supposed to look after him. How could they let him leave?"

Isaac rubbed the back of his neck. "Well…Derek woke up and sorta freaked out when he was still in his werewolf state. He scratched Deaton, but that was it before escaping."

"Derek is unstable right now," Lucy worried since she wasn't sure what the grown-now-young werewolf would do. "He could say something that could throw people off! The only person at the police station that could deal with this is just Stiles' dad, but who knows if he's there."

"Scott texted me not to worry," he told her while gesturing for her to follow him. "He's going to handle this."

Lucy frowned. "But until what point?"

"I have no idea."

School had ended and Lucy got off the motorbike.

She gave the helmet to Isaac while checking her phone. Her dad was supposed to be home by now and she remembered that he was bringing dinner. Scott was probably dealing with Derek right now meaning she had to deal with her dad alone with Isaac. It wasn't too bad, but Scott at least could avoid awkward situations unlike her who can't handle being in the same room with her dad.

This morning was terrible for her.

"What if he's home?" Lucy asked Isaac as they headed up the stairs. "Scott's not here and you know how I act when I'm with my dad."

"I'll try to talk with him," he promised while rubbing her back to sooth her. "He might not like me, but at least he can't hurt me. Your mom would freak out."

Lucy snorted. "She'll kick him if he harms you."

Isaac smiled brightly. "This is why your mom is awesome."

"I know she is."

"Wait," he extended his arm out in front, stopping them from entering. His nose sniffed the air and his eyebrows narrowed. "Your dad and Stiles are here, but there is someone else inside."

Lucy grew concerned. "Why would Stiles be here? What about Scott? Where is he?"

"I'm not sure," he muttered with precaution while holding her hand. "The smell is familiar, but just stay close to me."

He had opened the door and entered first.

Heading inside, Lucy closely walked in second before closing the door. Going to the dinner table, Lucy saw Stiles standing behind her dad and Derek. Stiles eyes widen as he spotted the two and coughed at them.

"Hey-y, guys," he greeted with an awkward wave. Stiles lazily placed his arm around Derek's shoulders. "You guys remember my cousin Miguel right?"

Agent McCall look up. "Hello, Lucy, Isaac. You guys are just in time for Chinese food. I made sure to buy extra."

"Sounds great," Lucy nodded and as soon as her dad turned around, she gave Stiles a ridiculous look. The young Derek still stared between the two, watching their silent fight. She headed near him and whispered in his ear, "What the hell is wrong with you! You couldn't have picked a better time?"

"I'm sorry," he quietly hissed at her. "Scott went to talk to Peter. He won't be here…I forgot your dad had dinner for you guys."

"I'll head into the kitchen to get the drinks," Lucy's dad told them and the teens snapped their attention at him. "You all can serve yourselves."

As soon as he left, Derek asked her, "You know him?"

Referring to Stiles, she jerked her thumb, "Him? Yeah…"

"Hey!" Stiles screamed.

"And you're a werewolf," Derek turned to Isaac who had a plate of food in his hand. "You're like Scott."

"Yeah," Isaac nodded with a soft tone. He knew Derek was sensitive right now and it was weird to see his former alpha so young. He seemed lost like Isaac was when he first started out. "I know Scott. He's her brother."

Gesturing to Lucy, Derek turned his attention at the girl and scrunched his nose. "You don't smell like a werewolf."

"I'm not, actually," she spoke as she neared the table and served her plate. "My brother was bitten. He was human like me."

Her dad returned. "All right: let's eat everyone."

Lucy nodded for Stiles to get his food and the boy sighed. He was hopping for this dinner to go smooth sailing, but knowing their lives: it wasn't going to be that simple. Derek sat on one end with her dad sitting right across from the younger werewolf. Isaac sat beside Lucy's dad while she sat beside Derek with Stiles sitting in front of the brunette.

The lamp was above all of them, the light shinning down.

The only sounds were chopsticks clanging together with the plate as they all quietly eat. This happened for much of the dinnertime, but of course this quietness would end. It wouldn't have lasted so long as her dad began to talk.

"So, uh, Miguel," the agent drawled as he swallowed his food down. "What did you say your last name was again?"

Stiles piped, "It's, uh, Juarez. Cinqua…Tiago…"

Lucy and Isaac glanced at each other before she pinched her boyfriend to prevent him from laughing at Stiles' idiocy. They had to pretend to know 'Miguel', but with her dad asking questions: she knew he was still unconvinced that the boy in front of him was actually 'Miguel'.

"That's a mouthful," her dad commented.

"Well it's traditional that the Hispanic nations hold last names from both parents," Lucy added as she ate a broccoli. "It's sort to remember both sides of the family."

The agent hummed in fascination before staring at Derek. "How do you spell that?"

Derek shrugged as he looked at Stiles with a fake confused expression. Stiles felt like punching Derek, but he turned to the man while saying, "Phonetically."

"Mr. McCall," the boy called his name as his eyes glanced at the table. Lucy followed his gaze and saw it was her dad's badge. "You're an FBI Agent?"

"He's a low level," Stiles blurted out, insulting her dad in the process. "Very low level. He doesn't even have a voice."

"Someone else won't have a voice he doesn't shut up," Isaac mentioned as he chewed on his chicken. Derek ignored the two and continued to stare at the agent in front.

"So do you investigate murders?"

"Sometimes when it's a Federal crime," he answered.

"What about fires?"

Lucy felt her palm sweat, as she knew what Derek is trying to do. Stiles also seemed to panic as he nervously laughed, "Oh my god, I wonder where Scott is. Lucy! Shouldn't Scott be here by now? We should call Scott, I mean," he gestured his chopsticks to her dad, "you guys promised this big guy a lovely dinner. It's some bonding time between the three of you. Family is the most important thing in everyone's lives."

"I know, Stiles," Lucy gritted out her teeth with a fake smile. "But I thought Scott was suppose to be with you. You guys are so inseparable," she then harshly kicked him underneath the table.

Stiles bit his mouth and glared at her.

She shoved an egg roll into her mouth.

The agent blinked at their actions, but turned to Derek. "What kind of fires are you talking about?"

"Do you know anything about the Hale family?"

Everyone's hearts stopped beating as soon as the agent confessed, "It was an arson incident at the Hale Family's home. Most of the people inside were trapped and suffocated due to lack of oxygen and the smoke they inhaled from the fire. Majority of them died that night."

Derek's mouth tightened as he pushed his plate. "Thank you, Mr. McCall. May I use your restroom?"

"Of course," he nodded. "Upstairs, second door on your left."

"Thank you," Derek muttered.

Stiles threw his napkin down and nervously laughed, "I need to use the restroom too. Those egg rolls sure go through me quickly!"

With the two boys leaving, the table grew eerily quiet as Lucy was just with her dad and boyfriend. Even though Isaac sat beside him, she could still feel the stare of her dad on her. She began poking her rice and vegetables with her chopsticks in an effort to not look at her dad.

"I just remembered," the man spoke as he wiped his hands with the napkin. Both Lucy and Isaac looked at him. "You two never told me about your camping trip. How was it?"

"Oh you know," Isaac spoke as his eyes glanced between the two McCalls. "We embraced nature while making some smores near the fire. Scott's snack actually fell into the fire."

Lucy played along as she smiled. "Yeah, it was hysterical. We had to get him another one."

The agent nodded with a small grin. "Sounds like you guys had fun. Who else went with the three of you?"

"Stiles, Kira, Lydia and Malia," Lucy listed from the top of her head.

"And your sleeping arrangements," he questioned, but his eyes gazed into Isaac's eyes. "Were the guys sharing tents with the girls? Or were they separate?"

"Separate."

"Good," he approved, but still never moved his gaze from Isaac. "I mean, just because I'm older, doesn't mean I don't know what could happen between young couples. Especially you two. Isaac?"

"Yes-s, Sir?" The werewolf jumped as the agent called his name.

"You didn't try to sneak into the girls' tent area did you?"

Lucy's face turned bright red as she dropped her chopsticks on her plate. "Dad! Stop embarrassing me!"

"You don't think I know what the boys his age think?" Her dad asked his daughter and Lucy groaned into her hands. "So Isaac, did you try to do anything to Lucy during the trip?"

Isaac shook his head. "No, Sir."

"For crying out loud," Lucy huffed as she extended her hands towards her dad. "Isaac has been living with us for the past few months. I'm sure he would have done something by now if he wanted to, dad!"

That quieted the agent as he coughed uncomfortably while tugging his collar. Isaac's cheek were bright red as well as Lucy bluntly confessed this.

Stiles returned with a panic look.

"So," he clapped his hands together, earning their attentions. "Lydia just called and she needs us to help her with some project. If you don't mind, Mr. McCall, I need them with me."

"What about your cousin?" He asked.

"Oh he wasn't feeling well," Stiles waved at him with a pained look. "I think that Chinese food made him ill. You might want to check for some food poisoning in the meal. He's waiting for me at the car: Lucy, Isaac? Let's go! Come on, you know Lydia doesn't like to be waited on."

"Bye, dad," Lucy threw her napkin on the plate before rushing out the door. "See you later!"

The door closed, leaving the agent alone at the table.

The three had arrived at the school.

When Stiles told them that Kate had stole Derek from Scott's room, Lucy freaked out and proceeded to smack Stiles in the head for being that stupid. Isaac had to hold the girl back and Stiles yelled at her for hitting the driver.

"We're on the road!"

"I don't care, you let Kate get to him!"

With the fight behind them, the three met Lydia who was standing outside. Isaac overheard Scott's roars and he faced the group. "I need to help him out."

"Go," Lucy nodded. "Be careful! Who knows what's going on."

"You too," he stated before running off into the darkness with his eyes glowing and nails already out.

Lydia turned to Stiles while eying his weapon of choice. "You seriously need to find something better than a baseball bat."

"Hey," Stiles told her. "This baby kept everyone alive at the Nemeton. I feel like it's useful."

Lydia rolled her eyes. "Where should we go? Lucy forgot her weapons at home. We are obviously powerless as we have no special powers to help us."

Lucy's eyes scanned around the area. "Well, Kate took Derek here for some reason. Let's search around, maybe we'll find him."

"Or Kate," Stiles huffed as he held the bat tighter in his grip. "That bitch."

The three wandered around the school, but their ears could hear the loud noises of werewolves and other creatures in the distance. Hoping that no other monster was lurking around, they headed to the front of the school and Lucy pointed to a secret entrance.

Stiles lowered his bat. "Are you kidding me? There was a secret lair underneath the damn school!"

"Let's go check it out," Lydia tugged his arm and the three rushed their steps closer. There was a couple of stairs and the group slowly headed down. It was cool and dark, but Lucy's eyes bounced at the secret room that she never knew existed under her school. It seemed fitting for Batman or some superhero that needed a hiding spot, but Beacon Hills High School seemed like an odd choice.

Then again Beacon Hills was always weird.

"It was never…" Peter's voice caught their attention. He was standing in front of a small safe that was open and empty. Lucy cautiously walked closer at the mischievous werewolf. "Never about the Triskelion. They took it. They took it while I was blinded."

Lydia scrunched her eyes. "Took what?"

Peter's back froze as he slowly stood to his feet and turned around to the teenagers. "Bonds. Bearer bonds and they took them all."

"Who is 'they'?" Lucy wondered aloud.

Stiles snickered. "Bearer bonds? Hold on, you're saying you got robbed?"

"This was a heist," he snapped at him. "Somebody planned this."

"How much did they take?" Lydia questioned him.

"117…"

"Thousand?" Stiles guessed.

Peter turned around to face the empty safe again before grunting, "Million."

Chapter four is done!

Sorry if I couldn't answer anyone's reviews, but I just want to say thank you for them! You guys keep me going with those especially the alerts and favorites! Plus, this episode seemed like a filter, so the chapter seemed like a filter too (tonight's episode seems exciting though) Also, good luck to any of my Brazilian fans and German fans for tomorrow's match on the World Cup. It's going to be an excited one, but unfortunately I won't be able to see it (again). Stupid work and all. Here's today's chapter question:

Are you a summer or winter person?

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