After his father had reprimanded Stiles he had told his dad that he should take Faye and that she was in no condition to drive. The Sheriff had agreed and released the two of them while he took care of the man who had impersonated an officer and let Isaac free.

Faye sat in Stiles' car with an ice pack against her head. She didn't want it to bruise or swell, especially since she had school tomorrow.

Stiles finally got into his jeep and didn't say anything. This was the quietest she had seen him since she had met him, which hadn't been very long ago she reminded herself.

He began driving, silence filling the air.

"You seriously aren't going to say anything?" She asked, leaning her elbow against the window.

Stiles tapped his fingers nervously against the steering wheel. "Uh yeah. We're going to go meet Scott and Allison at Scott's house. Well, Allison probably won't be there."

Truth be told, Stiles was trying to procrastinate. He didn't know what to say and he didn't want to tell her everything and face Derek, whom still scared the shit out of him. He needed to see what Scott thought. They had just met Faye and she had already gotten thrown into their problems. She had helped, that was for sure, but Stiles still didn't know how to tell her about all the werewolves in Beacon Hills.

"So you're just going to chose to ignore the fact that Isaac and that other guy totally looked weird? I don't even know. Like a wolf?" She questioned herself. "And why was that officer trying to kill Isaac?" Faye asked quickly.

She knew she sounded insane. She could have sworn Isaac had looked like a…werewolf. But werewolves weren't real. They were only real in cheesy movies.

"I can't really talk about it," Stiles finally said. His tone voiced defeat and she knew that she had pushed enough. Stiles couldn't lie that quickly, especially after lying so much to his dad.

Sighing, Faye kept her vision on the road while Stiles drove. She was exhausted and not in the mood to be lied to. More than anything Faye hated being lied to, especially by her friends. Could she even consider Stiles a friend at this point? They had only met earlier that day but she had jumped to save him without really even thinking about it.

They arrived at Scott's and Stiles mumbled something about how they were lucky that Scott's mom was working the graveyard shift. Faye didn't know what Scott's mom even did, so she simply ignored his quip.

The two walked upstairs and into Scott's room. He was pacing back and forth in his room. They went to walk into his room but Stiles moved his arm out to stop Faye from moving any closer.

"Scott?" He said slowly. It was as if he was waiting for Scott to freak out.

Scott's head snapped in the direction of Stiles and Faye. Stiles sighed in relief and lowered his arm. "What happened?" Stiles asked.

"I should be asking you the same thing!" He exclaimed, pointing at Faye.

"Uh yeah. About that." Stiles looked around nervously.

"Now are you going to explain to me what happened back there?" Faye's patience was wearing thin, not that it was that thick to begin with. Impatience was Faye's real weakness, which perhaps was the cause of her going to find Stiles in the first place.

Stiles and Scott exchanged glances. They tried to think if there was a way to get out of this, but they knew there wasn't. They had dug themselves pretty deep here.

"If we tell you, you have to promise not to tell anyone. No matter how crazy it sounds, okay?" Scott said. He looked at Faye like she was about to break. He didn't know how she would react to what he had to say.

Faye walked over and sat in Scott's computer chair. She slumped against the desk and crossed her legs. "Fine." Faye was good at keeping secrets, especially when it came to friends. Sheriff Stilinski had been right about one thing; Faye was fiercely loyal to those around her.

"Scott's a werewolf," Stiles finally blurted out. "And so is Isaac. And Derek. Not sure who else is but hey, we'll find out at some point right?" He spoke. Sarcasm was clearly something Stiles used a lot.

Faye shook her head. "Wait. Wait. Wait. A werewolf?" She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Look, I know I'm new but I'm not stupid. Care to share the real story with me?"

Scott sighed. "It's the truth."

There was silence. Scott and Stiles exchanged nervous looks and looked at Faye every once in a while. She appeared to be taking it all in. They waited, wondering how she was going to react. Stiles expected her to run out of their screaming while Scott thought she might just start laughing and then leave. Both scenarios weren't exactly great.

"Fuck. You guys are serious, aren't you?" Faye said.

They both nodded, still not saying anything.

"How the hell did that even happen?" She asked, She threw a hand in the air and gave them an exasperated look.

Scott opened his mouth to speak but Stiles cut him off and blabbed out the whole story in record time. Scott was left shaking his head and Faye just sat there with her mouth agape slightly.

"So you won't tell anyone, right?" Scott asked weakly.

Faye shook her head. "No, of course not. Besides, getting locked in the Looney bin isn't exactly on my bucket list."

"So you think Derek is building a pack?" Faye asked.

Scott nodded. "I don't want to be in his pack and as an alpha in order to be strong he needs betas."

"So that's why he turned Isaac. Beta number one," Stiles said.

"Speaking of Derek," Faye began. "He didn't seem too happy that I was there."

Scott shrugged. "That's expected. Another person that knows about our secret is another person that could betray us in his eyes."

Faye looked seriously offended. "Uhm. He is aware that ratting him out would rat you out too, right? Not to mention the whole werewolf story seems a bit far fetched."

"Well I think –" Stiles began but was cut off by a noise coming from downstairs.

The three of them exchanged looks. Scott and Faye stood up and the three of them made their way downstairs.

"Mom?" Scott called out, but the three of them knew that Scott's mom wasn't the source of the noise.

"Wrong."

The three of them whirled around and saw Derek sitting in Scott's living room.

"You really like scaring the shit out of people by breaking into their house, don't you?" Stiles commented.

Derek stood up and walked towards the group. He glared at Faye, clearly not happy to see her there again.

"She knows," Scott spoke. This just earned a glare from Derek. "She's going to help us. Faye won't tell anyone."

He turned his glare back towards Faye. Normally she would say something witty but she didn't want to test Derek. He didn't seem like someone you could joke around with.

"Let's talk about this lizard thing instead," Stiles spoke up.

Derek furrowed his brows. "What lizard thing?" He asked.

Scott began to explain everything about what happened at Isaac's and how he had broken out of the freezer in the basement to save Allison. Whatever it was, it hadn't attacked when Scott had arrived.

"Any ideas?" Scott asked, looking to Derek.

Derek shook his head. "No. But I'll figure it out."

There was an awkward silence and Faye finally decided to speak up. "So Stiles, how about that ride home?" She asked.

He nodded but Derek stopped him. "I've got it."

Stiles looked to Faye nervously and she could only respond by shrugging her shoulders. As tough as this Derek guy tried to be she knew that she was in no real danger. Besides, Faye knew that she needed to prove to Derek that she could be trusted with their secret.

Faye walked out of Scott's house before saying goodbye to her new friends. Derek was already waiting in the car impatiently. She got into his black Camaro and attempted to make small talk. "Nice car," she said.

He shifted his car into gear and sped off down the road. "You tell anyone, so much as breathe a word about what happened tonight and it will be the last thing you ever do. Are we clear?" He asked.

"Crystal," Faye said in a bored tone. She rolled her eyes. "You know, maybe if you were nicer Scott would be in your pack."

Derek glared at her yet again, but this one seemed to be angrier. "You remember that whole killing you threat?"

Sighing Faye sat back in her seat. The whole ride to her house was silent. When they arrived she gave him a strange look. "How did you know where I lived?" She asked. She had literally been in Beacon Hills for two days and Derek knew where she lived? Needless to say, she was creeped out.

He didn't speak and she really wasn't surprised. "Well thanks for the ride, chatty Cathy," she quipped before getting out of the car. He sped off quickly and she wondered how her dad was going to react. It was late. Really late actually. No doubt she was going to get into trouble. She couldn't wait.

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