Tracy's dad was hammering boards over the skylight in her bedroom, "I think it's pretty secure now." He told her as he got down from the chair he had been standing on.

Tracy still looked unsure about the skylight and her father could see the uneasiness on her face, "Look, I've got to meet a client at the courthouse. Okay? But I'll be back soon." He assured her as he placed a kiss on top of her head, "I won't let anything happen to you."

After he left, Tracy settled in her bed and turned out the light and went to sleep, the leaf necklace, she would normally have was no longer on her nightstand.


When Stiles made it back to her jeep, Liam was apparently joined by Scott. Something that Stiles really had hoped that could've been avoided, "Find anything?" Scott asked her as she neared the jeep.

"Nope." Stiles answered as if nothing had happened.

"I fell in a hole." Liam offered a bit proud of himself.

"It was the bridge where his sister died, wasn't it?" Scott asked Stiles, seeing that his friend really wanting have a conversation about just how wrong she really was.

"Yes, it was." Stiles answered with a little agitation, "Very embarrassing." She opened her door refusing to meet Scott's eyes, "So we are gonna leave now." She attempted to start up the jeep, but the only thing the engine did was sputter before dying, "Son of a..." Stile muttered, leaning into the steering wheel, "Liam, just do me a favor, get in the car and turn the ignition when I say."

"Stiles?" Scott tried, when he could see Stiles clenching her jaw.

"Be with you in a sec." Stiles told him as she started checking under the hood and fiddling around, "Try it." She told Liam.

Liam does as directed, but the same result occurred as it did in the beginning. Stiles made a clicking sound with her teeth frustrated by the engine trouble.

"Stiles?" Scott tried, once more.

"Yes." Stiles caved angrily, "Okay, we followed him out here." She confessed, "What do you want me to say?" She raved completely upset, "That I'm a stalker, huh? That I'm crazy, totally paranoid? None of this is new information." She ranted.

"Now you're gonna try to at least give him the benefit of the doubt?" Scott wondered, as Stiles continued messing around under her hood.

Stiles stopped with her ticking under the hood and looked Scott right in the eye, "I give people the benefit of the doubt." Stiles told him heavily, "I've given a lot of benefit to a lot of people."

With nothing more else to say she goes right back under the hood. Only Scott wasn't exactly finished with their conversation.

"Like Kira?" Scott questioned, remembering when Stiles wanted him to stay away from Kira back during the Nogitsune, "Liam?" He pointed out, when Stiles was almost certain that nothing good could come from an I.E.D werewolf, "Or Derek?" He added lastly.

Stiles stopped her tinkering when Scott mentioned the name, but doesn't remove her head from under the hood, "I was right about Peter." She told him in an unimpressed tone, realizing what he was trying to do, "Try it again." She called out to Liam, the result was the same as before. Stiles made a noise of irritation as she resumed tinkering, "You know, I bet you still think that there's something about him that can be saved."

"Maybe." Scott answered, even though the expression on Stiles' face was getting more and more agitated.

Stiles exhaled at the answer, but doesn't make a comment, "Try it again." The engine sputtered and died, no improvement.

There was a tense silence between them now. In the silence, it sort just dawned on Scott that ever since that night in the preserve, Stiles had never really fully trusted anyone. At least, not anymore.

"Why can't you trust anyone?" Scott asked her.

"Because you trust everyone!" She yelled at him while slamming her first into the front of the jeep. She made a noise of pain upon the impact.

"Are you okay?" Scott questioned a bit surprised by the action.

"I'm fine." Stiles told him, while holding onto her hand.

"You could've broken it."

"This hand has punched two Alphas in the face," Stiles told him, "It's not broken."

"Let me see it."

"I'm fine."

"Let me see it." Scott told her gently. Stiles held out her right hand and as soon as Scott's hand touched hers his veins automatically turned black. The two stared at each other, until Scott just pulled her into a warm hug. While the two friends recovered from their argument, the jeep started up again.

Parrish was on stake-out in front of Tracy's house. He got a notification on his phone. On the screen a text appeared from Landon saying he will be there at midnight. While Parrish was looking down at the phone, Tracy appeared outside his vehicle in the street completely unseen.


Liam was out of breath as he finally reached the school gym, "Hey." Liam greeted when he finally reached his friend, the only thing Mason gave him was a displeased look, "Hey. Sorry I'm late."

"Oh, no, you're not late." Mason told him, "You missed it. I worked out." Liam figured as much, "For two hours."

"Yeah, I know." Liam told him as they were stood under the tin roof that lead to the school buses, "I forgot. And I'm gonna tell you why." Liam explained to him, while Mason was giving him a weird look, "Actually, I'm gonna tell you a lot of things. A lot of hard to believe things. Really hard to believe."

"There's a wolf." Mason told him suddenly stilled.

"Yeah, I'm getting to that." Liam told him.

"No." Mason indicated behind Liam, "There's a wolf right behind you."

Without giving the boys a chance to think it chased them through the school. Eventually, it chased them to the end of the hall that lead up to the stairs, while Mason ran up Liam turned and bared fangs and growled at it. Hearing the noise, Mason turned getting good look at his werewolf face as it the wolf ran away.

Mason looked at quite please, "You're a werewolf."

The black wolf continued to run even as it made it through the woods. It stopped on the bridge and transformed into Theo who ran naked through the woods with a look of satisfaction.


Scott and Kira were make out in his bedroom, when Kira pulled away, "So, how come you never told me why you want to go to UC Davis?" Kira asked him, as she stayed on his lap with Scott's arms wrapped around her, "It's a really good school." She told him, "Not too far from the Bay Area. It also has the best program for biological and physical sciences." She gave him a knowing smile, "Perfect for someone who wants to be a veterinarian." Scott suddenly appeared embarrassed, "Why wouldn't you tell me?" She asked curiously, "Were you worried what I would think?"

"No. No, not at all." Scott told her, "It's actually because... I'm worried I'm not smart enough to make it."

"You'll make it." She assured him as she took her top off. She reached over to the bedside to turn off the lamp, but a humming sound was released as the bulb exploded. Both Scott and she both laugh.


Parrish was drinking his coffee with Landon sitting in the passenger side of the cruiser, "As far as I can tell, no one's gone in and no one's come out." Parrish shared.

"Sorry I wasted your time." Landon apologized with a small headshake.

"Not a total waste." Parrish told him, smiling, "I'm just glad Tracy's okay."

Tracy was not okay. In fact, she was just the opposite and far from it. Tracy woke up and found herself on the floor of some creep lab getting surrounded by three figures, "There's nothing there." Tracy whispered to herself, as the figures got closer, "There's nothing... It's not real." She continued, even though the figure didn't disappear, they were blurred, like they were phasing in and out of reality, "I'm sleeping... I'm just sleeping..."

"No, Tracy, you're awakening." The Surgeon told her as the other two grabbed her arms with clamps, forcing to the floor. The Surgeon proceeded to plunge a long-needled syringe device into her neck and injected her with silvery liquid.

Due to the injection, Tracy's memory was triggered as she remembered her night terrors with more clarity. Apparently she, not a blackbird, was knocking on the skylight. She had also clawed her own locker at school.

The Doctors let her go as she fell to floor appearing in pain. But it wasn't pain that Tracy was experiencing. She was going through a transformation. A transformation to werewolf as she released a mighty roar.


Stiles was putting Theo's name on the transparent Lucite murder board in her bedroom, when her father came in, "Usually, we wait until they do something wrong before we declare them guilty." The Sheriff told her. Stiles looked between him and the board.

"Well, he's guilty of something." Stiles told him, looking at the name with a calculating expression.

"Accusations require proof." The Sheriff reminded her, "And proof always trumps instinct. It has to."

"I know, Dad." Stiles told him, not exactly with an agreeable tone, "I just don't like the feeling I get from him."

"Let it go, Stiles." The Sheriff told her, "It's about time for you to meet with Derek anyway." He reminded her, "Don't forget to get some actually sleep."

Stiles nodded her head at the orders, but turned away from the board looking at her father, "Hey, Dad. I got it. There's something different." She got a questioning look, "I know what it is."

"Okay."

"You're not wearing your wedding ring anymore." She indicated at her father's now bare left hand. She doesn't say anything farther than that.

The Sheriff was clearly impressed by her instincts and skills of observation, "You're sure this kid's guilty?"

"Absolutely."

"Then all you gotta do is wait." He informed her, "If they're really guilty, eventually, they make a mistake." He told her, just before leaving the room, "They always make a mistake."


With Stiles copies of the two different signatures in front of them, Theo confronted his parents. However, unlike normal parents they seem terrified of him, "You were told to practice." Theo told them in a low tone, "It was supposed to be indistinguishable from the original. It was supposed to be perfect."

"I swear, I practiced." His father told him hurriedly, "Hundreds upon hundreds of times."

"I wouldn't say hundreds." His mother remarked with heavy doubt.

Theo watched as his "parents" were still trembling with fear, "There is one way a false signature can be explained." Theo told them as they watched him carefully, "It's not easy to write when you're wearing a cast." He wordlessly produced a hammer. The man and woman exchanged looks at each other just before, his father placed his hand, shakenly on the table. Without giving a warning Theo brought the tool down on top of it.


Stiles sat tiredly on the edge of her bed, looking at the murder board. Theo's name wasn't the only name that was on it. There was also The Desert Wolf's, who was supposedly to be Micah's mother. It was still nothing, but a code name so far from what she could gather on her own, luckily she was having some help.

With a heavy sigh, Stiles laid on her bed and closed her eyes as she turned over in her bed.

DREAM

"You hung up on me." Derek's voice enters into her ears as Stiles opens her eyes to find herself at the school in an empty classroom.

"Well, hello to you too," Stiles greets him in a light tone, "My day was great thanks for asking. Sure am learning a lot."

"Like on how to intrude on someone who is silently mourning over the loss of a relative."

Stiles makes a defeated sighing noise, "I don't need another shaming trip, okay." She tells him, as she sulks into an empty seat, "I got it enough from Scott as it was. I feel like a total bitch about it."

"Being overprotective doesn't make you a bitch," Derek tells her, leaning over the desktop, "Neither are you one, but the way you're handling the entire situation is a bit overboard."

"Look who's talking." She shoots at him, wearing a serious expression, "You sound like my dad."

Derek gives her a concerning expression as he watches her cross her arms. A habit she had developed when she was about to shut out the world, "Hey, don't do that," Derek voices, taking her left hand and pulling the arm from under the right, "Ever since this Theo guy showed up, you haven't been feeling the same."

"It's my senior year. I doubt I'll be feeling the same for a while."

"Care to explain the hand then?"

"The jeep wouldn't start, I thought a little tough love would work."

Derek gives her a look of doubt, "We both know that you can't bend the truth on me."

"Stupid bond," She mutters, looking down at her hand, "I punched the jeep after Scott caught Liam and me in the forest spying on Theo. It refused to start and Scott started talking about how I refuse to give people benefit of the doubt…" She trails off getting upset again, "I just don't know Derek-" Stiles admits, making eye contact with him, "There's something about him that is rubbing me the wrong way and I don't like it."

"You know you only started feeling like this towards people you didn't know," Derek points out to her, "Not people you know."

"I don't know Theo."

"You used too."

"Like, eight years ago," She scoffs, "And we both know how much people can change in the course of years." A pregnant pause falls between them, "Can you believe that Scott still thinks that he can possibly be saved?"

"Scott believes that everyone can be saved."

"And what about the ones that don't want to?"

"He's going to try anyway."

"Typical." Stiles mutters biting her lower lip. With a tsk sound, "Fine." She expresses, "I'll play nice with him, but that doesn't mean I trust him anymore than I already do."

"You don't trust even him."

"Exactly."


NEXT ON TNH: THE DREAD DOCTORS

Stiles phones binges with a notification and Stiles opens the message from Braeden to see a picture of furniture turned over and multiple bodies with claw marks and pools of blood surrounding them. The location appears to be been isolated and it doesn't look like anyone even had a chance of a fair fight against whatever attacked them.

"Well it certainly looks like she didn't go easy on them." Stiles tells them, looking over the picture, "How many exactly?"

"Five." Braeden shares, "And considering how this is only just the first real thing we found out about her, I suspect we will find more bodies along the way."

XXXXX

Why do I have this numbing sensation all over my body?

Beacon Hills may or may not have another Kanima

So you got paralyzed

Yeahhh

I've been gone a month and you already got yourself in a problematic situation

I don't need a lecture right now