A/N: Wow! Views skyrocketed! Hello friends! Next!

Oh, and… WOAH! Alpha!Scott, Embarrassed/Not-too-cool!Dean ahead! Prepare thyself!

Chapter Four: I Know You

Sam and Dean both walked into the room, standing near the doorway. Scott was talking to Stiles, who was sitting up in his bed, seemingly fine. But Dean noticed the white, thick gauze which was seeable from the low cut shirt, and he lowered his head. Sam strode over to the bedside like he was a best friend now, but Dean stood awkwardly next to the doorway.

Sam motioned for him to come forward, and Dean hesitantly slipped over next to his brother and sat down in a chair. He cleared his throat.

"Uh. Listen…I didn't mean…uh…you know…to shoot you." he said, trying to act as cool as possible. Scott gave him a very hated look, and Isaac didn't look very impressed. Dean rubbed his hands together, and looked Stiles eye to eye. Up close, the kid looked very tired. "I'm sorry…for shooting you."

Isaac nodded slowly and leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. He now, seemed pleased. The sheriff, however, looked even more angry. He quickly stormed out of the room without saying anything.

"You two are Sam and Dean Winchester, the demon hunters from Kansas, right?" Stiles asked. The brothers looked at each other before nodding in unison. Stiles smirked. "I knew I heard your names somewhere before. I had to research you two for a little bit after finding things out about the Kanima."

Sam cocked his head to the side. "A Kanima? You went against a Kanima?" Stiles shrugged, but hissed quietly in pain. Scott seemed to be a little restless, and he walked over to the girls, sitting down across from them on the floor. They were both sketching.

"Listen, I know you two came here for a reason, otherwise you wouldn't be in a place like this. And I highly doubt it was for the wolves." Stiles' eyes flickered over to them. "So spill it."

Sam leaned forward. "We came here looking for a demon. The name is unknown. But demons looked like normal people when they are possessing, but when they are not possessing someone, they are black cloud-like forms. Seen anything like that?"

Scott leapt up from his sitting position, and walked right over. "I have. I thought it was my imagination or something. It was…"

"…in the forest…" both Scott and Dean said at the same time. The two made eye contact, but Scott quickly broke it and looked at Sam. "It was hovering over the forest. I sent Isaac…and Stiles…to check it out while I had detention."

"This thing is dangerous." Sam said, leaning back. Dean crossed his legs and avoided eye contact with Scott. It gave him the shivers to be staring into the eyes of a pissed off alpha. "If we don't catch it soon, it could kill people."

Scott looked to Isaac, then to the girls. "You don't have out help."

Lydia shot from her seat. "Woah, but you heard him. This is dangerous. We gotta do something!"

"I'm not risking my pack!" Scott shouted at her, and she sat back down after shooting him a look. "I won't risk it again. Not with you." He glared at Dean, who uncrossed his legs and stood up. He walked right up to Scott and the two were literally mere inches from each other.

"Listen kid, we got a bloodthirsty demon running around your sweet little town and if we don't act fast your pack is gonna get slaughtered. Step up and be a man!" Dean shouted. He shoved Scott lightly.

It was a bad idea, because Scott's eyes turned red and he shoved right back. But much harder than Dean thought he was capable of. He stared at him in shock, before he threw a punch. Scott dodged it barely and hit Dean right in the face. He stumbled backward into the wall. Allison and Lydia stood, and so did Isaac.

Sam was the only one sitting, which made him feel awkward, so he too, stood.

"Stop embarrassing yourself, tough guy. This won't make me feel any safer letting my friends go with you." Scott said, his voice determined and confident. Dean clenched his jaw. "I just need your help! What do I do to get that?!"

Scott looked over at Isaac and Lydia. "Stay here with Dean." he said. "Sam, Allison and I will go into the woods again. We'll meet up with Derek." Dean pushed off the wall and right back in Scott's face. "What! Kid! What are you talking about! I go with my brother! We never split!"

"If you want our help, this is how it's going to work. We'll send a group out. Then once we investigate, we'll come back for the rest of you. Lydia will stay with Stiles." Scott ordered. Sam and Allison both walked out the door and talked to each other, getting a formal greeting.

Dean rolled his eyes. "I should be telling you what to do, kid." he spat. Scott looked at Dean with cold eyes. "My name isn't kid, it's Scott. And you get our help, but it's by my rules. This is a test, Dean Winchester. If you pass, you have our alliance. If you don't, you're on your own."

Isaac sat back down, and Scott looked at him. "If he tries anything…" he glared at Dean. "…kick him out. But if he tries to kill anyone…kill him." Isaac nodded and leaned back once again in a relaxed position.

Scott then followed out with Allison and Sam to go back to the woods.

A/N: Woah! I told you Scott was so alpha-y! OVERPROTECTIVE OF STILES I LOVE IT! GAHD! Okay. Next chapter probably tomorrow. I'll be writing it today because I got nothing better to do.

And yes, I know I'm being abusive to Dean, but think about this, it isn't exactly like he's out of character, is it? Don't worry. He'll SPOILERS! Hehehe…