Long time no update. Here's something new for all you readers!

Allison Argent wasn't sure what to think about Beacon Hills aside from that it was a small town. When she got there it was hard to even want to go to school there. That is until she sat behind Scott McCall. He was sweet, and cute, and so nice she wasn't sure how to deal with it. Except Scott was a major distraction.

"You're supposed to be looking for the witches."

Her father reminded her as they sat on the bleachers for the game. She smiled as Scott looked over to her.

"I know."

Allison whispered back.

"That boy wasn't part of your mission."

Allison could feel her cheeks heat up as she pursed her lips together.

"I like him."

She replied. Her father snorted.

"There won't be much to like if those werewolves we saw last night get a hold of him and his little friend in the woods."

At this Allison felt her skin prickle with anger. Her dad always did this to her. She wasn't allowed to do anything but help him do his job. No hanging out, no dating, and no friends. It was crap. Then Lydia walked over to where they were sitting and plopped herself down next to Allison. She had a white poster board with her and Alison had to admit she was curious to know what it was.

The next thing she knew the whistle was blowing and the game was set into motion.

Stiles was watching from the bench practically chewing his glove to pieces. From the looks of it Jackson had it out for Scott, after not so discreetly targeting him. Then Stiles saw it. The shift in action that made Scott more animal than human. He was quicker, the other players feared him, and then there was the molten gold flash of his eyes that Stiles caught. Even as Stiles cheered for Scott like everyone else he knew his friend had lost control. When he ran off of the field it only proved Stiles suspicions.

Scott was in the locker room fighting with the Wolf within. It was already clawing and chewing its way to the surface. Threatening to take over completely.

"Scott?"

The teen felt like everything froze at the sound of that voice. Rushing to put more space between them he moved to the showers, but she followed. He had barely gotten himself under control when she laid one of her hands on his shoulder.

"Scott is everything okay?"

Her voice was so sweet, and concerned Scott wondered how anything could want to hurt her. How could he ever even think of hurting her?

"Yeah I just felt a little light headed there for a second."

She smiled.

"It was probably the adrenaline."

Scott felt like he was melting as he smiled back at her.

"Yeah."

The next thing he knew they were kissing and Scott was sure this was the best day of his life. Before he wanted her to she pulled away and walked past Stiles who then moved towards him. Scott knew he was grinning like a fool but the doom and gloom look on Stiles face stopped his happy moment instantly.

"We are so screwed."

Stiles told Scott everything. About the kid he met who had powers, and how Derek got released because there is no way to prove he is in fact an animal and killed the woman. Then the real kicker on how the dead chick was actually Derek's older sister Laura Hale.

"Life loves ruining a good thing for us doesn't it?"

Scott whined as he and Stiles left the locker room.

"Yeah but look on the bright side you kissed Allison!"

Stiles slapped Scott on the back harshly and thought on the unfair fact that it seriously hurt him when Scott didn't even stumble. Oh yeah, life loved shooting them when things were going good. Scott sighed and shook his head.

"Alright man I think it's time we ask Derek what happened. He's the one who came to us first so we might as well try."

Scott wore a pout as Stiles ruffled his hair.

"Great I was just thinking we do that. How about right now?"

He only reply Stiles received from Scott was an agonizing groan that he laughed at in return.

Derek watched as Jackson stood there on the field holding the one piece of evidence that linked Scott to the Supernatural. He had been watching the whole time and saw how Scott shifted, how he lost control and ran off. His eyes shifted as he turned away from the star jock still on the field. Heading towards the iron works to find Will. There was this nagging feeling in his stomach that something was about to happen but he couldn't tell what. Climbing out of his car he headed for the entrance to the warehouse.

"Will."

He growled out as a bolt of magic stopped right in front of his face. The young teen stepped into view with a sheepish expression.

"Hehe, sorry about that I had a visitor earlier and well yeah, didn't know who else might have followed me here."

Derek grabbed the solid magic and crushed it in his hand. Watching as the dust from the think fell to the floor then waited until Will used an inhaler he hadn't seen earlier.

"Where did you get that?"

He asked harshly as he instantly recognized the scent coming off of it. Derek towered over the young teen as he put the cap back on the device.

"I told you one of the dynamic duo followed me here. Stiles, and I was worried if he could trace me so could a Hunter so I put up some traps."

"What did he want?"

Derek once again sounded more and more like an animal to Will who simply rolled his eyes.

"He was looking for Scott, and found me instead he must have been tracking the magic or something. He just asked the usual, who are you? What are you doing here? Things like that. I didn't tell him anything I swear."

The Werewolf shook his head to keep his frustration at bay. It wasn't the kids fault Stiles found him but that just showed how easy it was for one of the other two to find them now. If Will was around him Stiles could easily trace his magic back to him again. It was a seriously dangerous situation if he ever turned on Scott and cut a deal with the Hunters. Seeing as how a witch is a less serious offense than a Werewolf out break.

"Come on we can go back to the house now."

Will followed diligently without a word as Derek thought things over again. Getting close to so many witches was dangerous but he didn't really have much to lose. In fact the only thing Derek could think of that mattered that he could lose was his burnt down home. Sure it was a dump and held horrible memories but it was where he grew up and lived with all the people he loved. Now that they were gone, even Laura it was all he had left. The house and the car Laura bought him for his last birthday. As he closed his hands around the steering wheel of said car he felt determination bleed into his veins. Since he found Laura in pieces when he got here Derek wanted nothing more than to kill the Alpha or Hunter who did it. Then he just wanted to die, maybe he would have even settled for dying while trying to kill the murderer.

But now.

Now there was Scott who was bitten but the Alpha, and who seemed to be falling into the same trap he had all those years ago. There was Stiles who was loyal and just caught up in all of this since he was a Supernatural creature too, and now Will. All three of which were witches. If Derek was anyone else he might have sighed with how complicated his life had become without his sister. She always did tell him he would crash without her around, he just hoped he didn't take three innocent teens with him. Even if two of them thought he was a killer and threw him in jail. Little did they know they needed him more than he needed them. Well Scott he needed. If the Alpha really did kill Laura Scott was his only link to the beast.

"The world kind of hates you doesn't it?"

Will asked as they pulled up to the burnt down house and all Derek could do was nodded as he got out of his car. Standing on his front porch were the two witches he had just been thinking about.

Super short chapter after so long of not updating I know. But I am going to work on the next one right away so don't worry too much. I hope you liked the chapter I needed the original story line to get to where I wanted to be but then I tore it up and threw my stuff in there.

Next time on The Other Side:

"What do you mean you killed someone?"

"How much magic would looking that far back take exactly you think?"

"Too much to not try anyway."

And a Will reveal no one saw coming!