Awesome fact in this chapter: for Supernatural fans, Scott and Nahual's birthday is Andy Gallager (2.05 Simon Says, 2.21 All Hell Breaks Loose Part 1) and the guy who plays Lucifer/Nick, Mark Pellegrino (5.01 Sympathy For The Devil, 5.03 Free To Be You And Me, 5.10 Abandon All Hope, 5.19 Hammer Of The Gods, 5.22 Swan Song) birthdays as well. Call that my shoutout to Supernatural in this chapter!

Derek looked at the younger wolf sitting on the black leather couch, wrapped up in the TV show that was on. True Blood. He found it utterly rediculous, while she apparently had been addicted to it before she was kidnapped. She was now dressed in a black Slipknot hoodie, a pair of baggy safety pin impalied, black jeans, red wolf beanie, and a Bullet for my Valentine t-shirt. Thankfully his only remaining cousin (a very distant cousin who hated him but did owe him) was loaded and gave him about $5000 so Nahual could get some clothes for herself. She didn't seem to like malls anymore than he did, but as soon as she saw Hot Topic she was a whole different person. He had never seen so many bracelets on two wrists before, or so many necklaces either. She got a dog collar as well, and two dogs. Derek couldn't help it, girl already had him wrapped around his little finger. She still had enough money to buy a bunch of books, all three seasons of True Blood, both seasons of Warehouse 13, and all 5 seasons of Supernatural.
"So when do I get to meet Scott?" Nahual asked him as she scratched the male black lab mix, who had been named Hades, in between his ears.
Derek sighed, "Whenever he decides to get his ass here." The other dog they had gotten, a female german shepard mix puppy named Meg, rubbed up against his leg, expected to be petted. The front door opened and Derek heard Scott enter, slamming the door shut behind him. "Speaking of the devil."
Scott stopped when he saw the dogs, "When did you get dogs?"
The girl stood up, pausing the show and walking to the two men. "They're mine. My name's Nahual Winchester, Derek saved me last night."
"Scott McCall," he replied shaking her hand. Nahual sat back down where she was and continued to watch the show. "Derek, can I talk to you?" Derek followed the younger man to the kitchen, and stood leaninf agaisnt a counter waiting for Scott to speek. "I went to talk to my dad this afternoon. I was adopted, and my siblings were an older sister, two older brothers, a twin sister, and a younger brother, who just happened to be adopted by my step mom."
Derek stared at Scott, pieces of a puzzel fitting together, "You're Nahual's brother." Scott stared at Derek in utter confusion, looking back through the door, where Nahual was now standing, looking at her twin brother. "You two probably think I'm crazy, but you are twins. Same off-set jaw, same black hair, skin color, probably the only difference besides the fact one of you are a guy and the other's a girl, is height and eye color."
"When's your birthday?" Nahual asked Scott, stepping forward.
"June 30th," Scott told her.
Nahual's lips pulled up into a grin. "Same here, bro," she told him as she walked forward and pulled him in a death grip hug. "Wow, who knew I could ever be this damn lucky?" They stayed like that for a few minutes before Nahual backed up. "So, I know this is a stupid question to ask, but what breed?"
Derek looked at Nahual, "How is that a stupid question?"
The teenage werewolf tilted her head, fluting her eyebrows, and stared at Derek. "I was born a werewolf, he should have been too, that's why it's a stupid question," she told him.
Scott butted in, "I was bitten. I wasn't born a wolf, I was bitten by one." Nahual's face scrunched even more, confusion written all over her face.
"That doesn't make any sense, you shouldn't be like Derek, you should be like me," She whispered, looking at Scott. The werid slience was broken by a knock at the door, which was amplified by the utter slience.
Derek walked to the door, still confused as hell, "What?" Cole was standing at the door, sweat steaming down his face. He had two bags on his back, a bookbag, with a lacross stick prtuding from it, and a black duffle bag.
"My step-mom told me this is where Scott lives," Cole told him, standing tall. "Your one too. One of what we are. A werewolf."

Well it's longer at least. And so many shocks I decied to leave a few mysteries.
1: Whose Scott, Nahual, and Cole's older siblings and parents.
2: Why wasn't Scott born a werewolf.
3: Where the fuck is Stiles?