"Nothing, can we just go?" Jordan begged getting up as her aunt pulled her back onto the bench.

"Look at me," she said softly, "tell me what happened, please."

"Aunt Melissa, you won't understand."

"Try me." Jordan sighed she could hear people talking mainly about her.

"People have been…calling me a home wrecker because of Jackson and I."

"Well…honey, you are going to have to fight this demon. Show them the truth, get Lydia on your side."

"That's the problem, she started it."

"What? Impossible, Lydia's your best friend."

"She's just jealous cause I'm dating her ex probably."

"Remember what your grandfather used to say?"

"McCall's never stop fighting, not even till their dying breath," Jordan smiled as her aunt hugged her. "Aunt Melissa, you think daddy did the same?"

"Knowing my brother-in-law then yes. He did his best to protect you and your mother." Jordan tried smiling at this but the pain still lived in her no matter what she did she couldn't shake it, nor run from it. "Now, let's go home," she patted her knee as Jordan stood up quickly.

"Come on, we just got here."

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Jordan nodded like a child as her aunt laughed and the two began walking. They past a bunch of stores before going in the gap. "None of this is me," she complained looking at the clothing on the rack.

"Then what is you?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why not."

"It can be expensive sometimes and you don't want to waste your money on clothing," Jordan rolled her eyes. "The only way I was allowed to buy the clothing I wanted was to get a job and I haven't even looked yet."

"Jordan, just tell me, I don't want to sit here for another ten minutes prodding and poking you to speak up."

"Hollister, ok, that's my look, but I don't want you buying me anything," she pointed as her aunt smirked. Her phone began ringing and Jordan pulled it out. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Derek snapped into the receiver as her eyes went wide.

"Crap, I totally forgot, I'm on my way," she said quickly begging her aunt with her eyes who simply nodded. Jordan ran through the mall and into the woods surprised on how fast she was moving when her phone rang again. "Hello?" she asked rudely thinking it was Derek.

"Sorry, is this a bad time?" Allison asked on the other end. Jordan stopped running and began walking.

"No, I'm sorry, just been busy," she lied.

"I was wondering, you want to hang out tonight?" Allison asked soft spoken as Jordan froze in her spot.

"Wait, you want to actually hang out with me? I thought Lydia's rumors…"

"Don't affect me," Allison laughed. "I'll pick you up around seven?"

"Sounds like a plan," Jordan responded before hanging up. She continued on until reaching Derek's house who just sat on the steps. "Ok, I'm he-"

"Sh," he raised his finger, his eyes still closed. He opened them and looked at her, his ruby red eyes connecting with her soft grey ones. "Sit on the steps," he pointed as she cautiously did as told. "Now, close your eyes, what do you hear?" She listened and heard silence, absolutely nothing.

"Nothing," she smiled at the calmness.

"Wrong," he barked as she opened her eyes.

"What do you mean wrong?"

"I mean, listen, actually get your hearing in check and listen, again." She did the same thing and heard nothing again only to get frustrated.

"Are you pulling some king of philosophy crap, Derek I came here to…" she froze as the sound of a bee buzzing filled her ears. Knowing she was allergic she looked around and saw no bugs. Derek could tell her wolf hearing was working fine and he sat her on the step. She closed her eyes and began listening, the chirps of birds and bugs filled the air, she could even hear the settle wind. "I can hear it all," she gasped opening her eyes. Derek saw it, her eyes were no longer grey but a rich dark violet color, his smirk grew wider and she stood up quickly. "What?"

"Your eyes, fully wolf, can you see differently?" She looked around and at the mention of it her vision became almost perfect. She could see every shadow and moving creature miles away. She jumped up and hugged him laughing. "This is just the start," he whispered in her ear still hugging her.

"I knew you weren't bad, I just wish…"

"Don't say it," he growled as she rested her head against his chest. Her eyes shot open and she pushed him back.

"No, bad idea, I have to go," she curtsied awkwardly before running away. Mixed emotions drenched her thoughts the rest of the day even when she hung out with Allison, and Allison knew she wasn't acting normal.

"Are you ok?" she asked as Jordan looked at her.

"Yeah, sure, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well for one, you are acting really weird," Allison laughed as Jordan shook her head.

"I have been really tired lately, just thinking, I mean I couldn't sleep last night, must have been the moon," she said sarcastically as Allison looked at her funny.

"What do you mean?" she asked nervously.

"Oh you know, noises in the woods, like a dog of some sort, maybe a werewolf."

"You believe in werewolves?"

"Why you don't? After all your boyfriend is one."

"How did you find out?" Allison gasped as Jordan laughed pointing.

"I knew it. You and your family are hunters, why I didn't put it together earlier was beyond me." She lied truly not knowing about hunters a day before.

"Ok, fine, yes, my family hunt your kind."

"I never said I was one? But then again…"

"Now, I'm confused," Allison shook her head as the two sat down, Jordan took a deep breath and told her almost everything of the night before leaving the part of her and Jackson out. "So you let Derek Hale bite you?"

"If it was the only way to protect my family then yes."

"So your parents were bitten by this unknown alpha, which my dad is after, which is after you, to destroy you and now the rest of your pack."

"Exactly, I needed to tell you, so your dad can be more careful out there; he looked unprepared when he was 'calling' for you."

"I was exhausted, I slept in the car and it took him nearly all night to notice," the two girls laughed as Lydia walked up to them. Lydia hugged Allison and forced a smile toward Jordan. "So I heard Michael Drolden, was hitting on you after school yesterday?"

"How shallow can he go?" Jordan whispered as Lydia looked at her shocked.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"No, I didn't mean it like that!" Jordan snapped with a sigh, "I meant, well yesterday I got detention and he sat behind me hitting on me the entire time."

"In your dreams, like he would ever flirt with you, everyone knows about…well what you did." Jordan bit her tongue, holding every mean thing she could think of and turned to Allison.

"I'm just going…to go home, I'll see you Monday."

"No you don't have to…"

"I'll be fine," she responded hugging the confused girl. Jordan went home and ignoring her family climbed into bed and fell asleep. A few weeks passed after the night she was bitten and Derek was teaching her every little thing consuming almost all of her time, purposely pissing Jackson off by keeping her from him. Jackson pulled into her driveway and she got in the car.

"Let me guess, you have more lessons with Derek today?" he asked not even making eye contact.

"Jackson, please, it's not my fault you're upset."

"Damn right, I'm upset; I haven't spent time with you for three weeks now?"

"I demanded Derek to give me a break so tonight, it's just you and me, ok?" she asked leaning toward him as he chuckled and kissed her.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I love you," he smiled genuinely, for the first time since she came to Beacon Hills Jackson Whittemore actually smiled.

"I love you too," she kissed him longer almost overjoyed. She pulled back and put her seat belt on and they drove off. When they got halfway to the school Jordan began feeling a little funny, like she was going to be sick, but she knew she could hold it in the rest of the day if it was going to be this mild. By the time they reached the school her sickness became worse and she began inhaling through her mouth just to keep it down.

"Are you ok?" he asked as she shook her head.

"I don't feel good," she whimpered as Jackson turned toward her. Her face said it all she was getting ready to spew. He saw her throat contracting trying to keep it down.

"Not in my car! Get out, go!" he barked as she opened the door and ran past people and into the school covering her mouth. She ran into the bathroom and shoved a small girl out of the way to take the last stall leaning over the toilet her breathing became heavier until her entire breakfast came out of her mouth.

"Ew…" the freshman girl she pushed said before backing out of the bathroom while Jordan continued vomiting.

"Jordan?" Allison called entering the bathroom.

"In here," she groaned flushing the food she ate earlier. She opened the stall and looked at Allison.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, I just really don't feel good, I don't think it's the flu because I don't feel like a I'm sick, I just feel vomit sick," she said leaning over the sink as Allison began rubbing her back trying to sooth her.

"Well it could be food poisoning?"

"I ate the same thing Scott ate, he's not sick."

"No, he's not," Allison sighed. "Maybe…I don't know," Allison said frustrated as Jordan laughed.

"I know," Jordan sighed looking at herself in the mirror wanting to cry.


"Hey, where's Jordan?" Scott asked walking past Jackson's car.

"She went to the bathroom," he mumbled ignoring them all together.

"I don't know what your cousin sees in him," Stiles rolled his eyes as they got to the lockers. "I mean she can do so much better."

"Like you?"

"Exactly," he sighed thinking about Jordan, but then his eyes widened. "You weren't supposed to hear that."

"Stiles, I knew, you're my best friend, and besides your heart rate skyrocketed when I told you she was coming to live with me. Just admit you want my cousin."

"Sure, I'll admit it, but you tell her and I'll kill you myself wolf boy," he laughed.

"Believe me, I won't tell her."

"That's what you said last time," Stiles chuckled looking down the hallway.

"What is that supposed to mean."

"Come on, when we were kids and Jordan was visiting, I told you she was cool and you said you wouldn't tell her and what did you do?"

"How do you remember that?" Scott laughed looking at him as if he was the freak.

"Mind of an elephant Scott, Mind of an elephant," Stiles boasted opening his locker.

"Have you seen Allison?" Scott asked as Stiles shrugged.


"Are you sure?" Allison asked her mouth agape.

"Yes, I'm positive, I wouldn't be saying this if I knew it wasn't true, I just don't want to tell him yet, not like this," Jordan replied wanting to cry. "I mean he's pissed at Derek and this will probably cause him to shift and hurt people, I can't do that to him."

"I can't believe it, I just can't it has to be a stomach bug."

"No, Allison, believe me…"

"We don't know for sure, right?" she barked grabbing Jordan's hand.

"Right," she sighed feeling a bit relieved. The bell rang and the two looked at each other.

"Are you sure you can make it through the day?"

"Yes," she answered as they walked out of the bathroom and to their next class. Jordan took her seat and placed her head on the table.

"Jordan, you ok?" Scott asked as she shook her head not lifting it.

"She doesn't feel good," Allison answered as Jordan nodded.