I feel like last chapter was kinda short, so sorry about that! I just thought it was a good place to end where I was, but then by doing that I turned this episode into a three parter…so this chapter will be a little on the shorter side too, but don't worry because Night School is coming up and I am so so so so SO excited! There's a lot of mushy feels in this chapter too, so be ready for that!(:

In other news, I had an ovarian cyst that burst yesterday! Yay for stomach pains for the next week! Honestly though, I can hardly walk. And oh my God guys you don't even want to know how bad it hurts when I try to take a shit…anyway…

So, I have a really important question for you guys! Is it completely and totally cliché that Madigan is Derek's mate? Should I like put an end to that or maybe do where I go back and change the mate parts and just have way later in the story where he decides to mate with her or something? Because reading back on everything I feel like its cliché and weird. But I just don't really know. So, just in case, in this chapter I'm going to ignore the whole mate thing. But give me some insight on that!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf or any of its characters or plots. I only own my OC Madigan Whittemore and any other OCs mentioned and my own ideas.

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"No one home?" Madigan heard a man's voice ask from downstairs.

"Oh, he's home." A familiar voice said…it was Allison's aunt, Kate Argent.

"Maybe he's burying a bone in the backyard!" The same man's voice yelled, laughing a little at his own joke.

"Really? Dog jokes? If you want to provoke a werewolf you have to say something like; 'too bad your sister bit it before she had her first liter!'" Kate yelled. It was silent for a moment and Madigan looked up at Derek from her spot on the ground, "Derek, please don't do anything stupid." The teenage girl pleaded.

"Too bad you couldn't hear her howl like a bitch when we cut her in half!"Kate yelled a second later, and just like that Derek was sprinting down the stairs and knocked the two male hunters to the ground; knocking them unconscious immediately.

It was completely silent for a minute and Madigan peeked around the banister and saw Derek on the floor, withering in pain, with Kate Argent standing above him, electrocuting him. "Wow, this one grew up in all the right places…" Kate taunted, turning the voltage setting up a high notch, "I don't know whether or not to kill it or lick it."

"Saw bite marks on your sister's body, Derek. Must have been that mountain lion, huh?" Kate smirked as Derek's eyes flashed blue.

"You're hunters killed her." Derek snarled.

"Oh no, sweetie. Not that I wouldn't have loved to, and I'm flattered that you think so highly of me. But we didn't kill your sister, Derek. That was all the Alpha. You know, we really should just work together here. You tell us who the Alpha, and my hunters and I will kill it. There; problem solved!" Kate exclaimed, clapping her hands mockingly.

"You're lying. You killed her." Derek said, even though he didn't hear a single spike in her heartbeat.

"No sweetie, we really didn't. Go ahead, listen to my heart beat; we. Did. Not. Kill. You're. Sister. Hear that? Steady heartbeat. You know I'm telling the truth, Derek. So tell us where the Alpha is…unless, you don't know either do you? Well, you just became totally useless." Kate snapped, "Say hi to your sister for me, Derek." Kate said before gunshots rang through the house.

Derek sprinted out the front door and around to the backyard, trying to find some way to get Madigan's attention; who was still in the upstairs hall.

Madigan knew that she couldn't sit here all day, and when she peeked around the banister again she saw that Derek had run out the front door. As quietly as she could Madigan slowly stood up to go to a back bedroom and crawl out the window. Unfortunately for her, the charm bracelet she's had ever since she was still an orphan got caught on a loose piece of wood and fell to the ground with a 'clank'. Madigan didn't even waste time grabbing the bracelet, and instead sprinted straight into one of the bedrooms and carefully crawled out onto the roof. She could hear footsteps running up the stairs and knew they were Kate's. "Madigan!" Derek's voice exclaimed, making her look down to see him staring up at her with his arms extended, "Madigan you have to jump now! I'll catch you; come on!" Madigan bitterly cursed her fear of heights before turning around to see Kate bounding up the stairs and stopping to pick up her bracelet. With a final deep breath Madigan jumped off the roof, clenching her eyes shut tightly, and landing surprisingly softly in Derek's waiting arms.

"Madigan? Madigan!" Jackson's voice exclaimed, breaking Madigan out of her thoughts. The girl looked around the room quickly before settling her eyes back on her concerned brother, "Where were just now?"

"Nowhere, sorry." Madigan apologized. The two had the house to themselves for the night since their parents were at the parent/teacher conferences. Neither teen had bad grades or anything, but their parents insisted on going. Ever since she got home her mind had been wondering back to her encounter back at Derek's house. He walked her back to the edge of the woods by her house in complete silence, ignoring the girl whenever she would question whether or not Derek knew Kate personally.

"You know you can talk to me, right?" Jackson asked, making Madigan look up in shock. The two were as close as could be and always told each other everything, but the tone of Jackson's voice is what caught her off guard. Jackson wasn't big on 'mushy moments', but from the sound of his voice Madigan thinks they're about to have one.

"Of course, Jacks. What's going on?" Madigan asked him, slightly worried that he was catching on to the werewolf stuff.

"Things are changing, Mads. And I don't know if it's for better or worse, but…I-I'm scared…" Jackson admitted, looking at the wall in front of him instead of at his sister.

"Jackson, everything's going to be okay. What are you scared of?"

"I just…I feel like I'm going to lose you. And I don't mean to those two dumbass- your friends." Jackson corrected himself, "I just…" He paused, trying to find the right words to say. He hated showing fear. He hated having fear. But if there was one person he could talk to about it and know that it'd all be okay, it was his sister, "I don't know what attacked us at the video store,"

"What do you mean? It was a mountain lion…" Madigan trailed off nervously.

"No, Mads, it wasn't. And you don't believe it was either, I can see it in your eyes. But…whatever that thing was it- it could have killed you, Madigan. It nearly did…and I just laid there." Jackson said angrily. He was angry at himself. Disappointed at himself.

"Jackson you were trapped! There is nothing you could have done, okay? But I'm fine. I'm fine, you're fine, Lydia's…well, Lydia's being Lydia, but she'll be fine." Madigan said, smiling when she heard a soft chuckle come from Jackson.

"So I was right then, huh?" Jackson said.

"What do you mean?"

"About that thing not being a mountain lion."

"Jacks," Madigan started to say, but was cut off.

"No, it's okay. I don't know if you know what it was or if McCall is somehow weirdly involved, but I can tell you don't want to talk about it. And I'm okay with that, but…just don't shut me out, Mads. Everyone in my life is just…fake, you know? I mean, David and Elaine act like they're our parents, but they're really not. My parents are somewhere doing god knows what…if they're even alive. Then there's Lydia…and I'm not a total idiot, I know how smart the girl is. And yeah, maybe I can be a total ass to her, but I don't get why she acts so incredibly different around everyone else than when she's with me. But then there's you…you've always just been you, Mads. I can't lose you." Jackson said, looking over at his sister for the first time. Madigan immediately felt tears pool in her eyes when she saw that her brother was fighting back tears of his own.

"You're not going to lose me, Jackson. I promise, okay? I'm right here. I'm always going to be right here." Madigan said, clenching her eyes shut as her brother pulled her in for a hug. God, it was times like this she really wished Beacon Hills was still just a normal town.

"Hey kids! We're home!" Elaine Whittemore's voice filled the house. Both teens immediately whipped their eyes and relaxed against the couch, pulling out their phones to look preoccupied. "It's a good thing you kids didn't tag along tonight; there was another mountain lion attack."

This instantly got both teens' attention; especially Madigan's, "What!? At the school?" She exclaimed at the same time Jackson asked, "Are you sure it was a mountain lion?"

"Positive. Chris Argent was luckily there and shot and killed it. Hopefully that was the only one and these attacks on you poor kids can finally stop." Elaine said, smiling sadly at the two.

"Was anyone hurt?" Madigan asked. If Mr. Argent really did shoot the thing and everyone saw it was a mountain lion then everyone will end up assuming the attacks will be over.

"Nothing too serious, I don't believe. With all the chaos someone accidently backed their car up into Sheriff Stilinski and knocked him to the ground. Oh! And that sweet Argent girl nearly got hit too, but your friend Scott pulled her out of the way." Mrs. Whittemore told her, grinning when she brought up Allison.

"What?! Papa Stilinski is hurt?! Why didn't you say so earlier?!" Madigan practically screamed before jumping from the couch and racing out of the house.

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"I am fine, dammit! Now get me out of this stupid chair and let me go home!" That was the first thing Madigan heard when she sprinted into the Sheriff's hospital room about ten minutes later. Lucky for her, Jackson followed her out of the house and gave her a ride to the hospital. Despite how much he hated her idiotic friends, he knew she cared deeply for them, and the Sheriff. It wasn't hard for Jackson to realize that she looked up to the Sheriff as a father figure and McCall's mom as a mother figure, since theirs were never around much. He was happy for her that she had them.

"Papa Sheriff! Please don't die! You're so young!" Madigan cried dramatically as she stormed into the room. Stiles rolled his eyes at his friend but the Sheriff let out a small laugh. Madigan never failed to amuse him…

"He's not going to die, Mads. No thanks to Scott." Stiles grumbled angrily.

"Now what in the hell was Scott McCall supposed to do?" The Sheriff demanded. Stiles had been bickering about his dad's health and it being Scott's fault for the past hour and it was driving the Sheriff absolutely insane.

"W-what? Why would you ask about Scott? Why would you think he was involved?" Stiles asked quickly and nervously. Madigan just about face palmed right there.

"Because you just said it was his fault…literally." His dad responded, narrowing his eyes at his son.

"I-I only said that because…Scott wants to be Batman. Yep, he wants to be Batman, but I told him! I told him, 'Scott! You should just be Robin! It's safer!' but oooooh no, he just had to be Batman. Clearly, he is failing his duties, though." Stiles said. This time Madigan really did face palm.

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After the Sheriff's x-rays finally came back and the verdict was simply a bruised tailbone, he was sent home with an overbearing Stiles. Jackson had left after he dropped Madigan off, so she rode in the back of Stiles jeep back to the Stilinski household. Unfortunately for the Sheriff, he was taken to the hospital by ambulance and one of his deputies had to take his cruiser back to his house, so he was stuck riding with his son; and fearing for his life. "Getting hit by a car I can handle; riding in a car with you? Never again." He grumbled as he got out of the jeep, slapping away Stiles worrying hands and walking into the house.

"Your dad is okay, Stiles." Madigan said an hour later when the Sheriff had gone to bed and the two were sitting in Stiles bedroom.

"I know." Stiles said softly. He couldn't help but to worry over his dad, though. Anything could happen. He tired to prevent his health from getting bad by making his dad eat healthier, but he can't prevent things like car accidents; which scares the shit out of him. If he loses his dad; he'll have no one. Sure, he knows he'll have Scott and Madigan, and Melissa McCall wouldn't even hesitate before taking Stiles in, but it wouldn't be the same. His dad was the last living relative he had left. He had already lost his mom, and when that happened Stiles lost a piece of himself too. If he loses his dad, he'll lose all of himself; he just knows he will. What scares him the most, though, is that it will be his new lifestyle that will kill his dad. His new life with the wolves; and if that kills his dad, it will be all his fault. Just like he secretly felt his moms death was.

"So stop worrying." Madigan said lightly, wishing that her words were actually that easy.

"I can't just stop worrying, Madigan! This is my dad we're talking about! If I lost him; I have nothing. And don't say I have you and Scott, because I know that, I really do. But it's not the same, you know that. And you know what? I'm pissed. I'm so incredibly, fucking pissed. Because I should be one hundred percent concerned for my father; but honestly? I'm more pissed as hell at Scott than I am worried about my dad. And that just makes me even more pissed!" Stiles exclaimed. He could feel his anxiety getting high, but he really needed to get all of this off his chest, "I'm the worst son ever."

"Stiles Stilinski you take that back right now! You are in no way shape or form the worst son ever, you got that? God Stiles, do you even know how much your dad loves you? How proud of you he is? You do so much for him and you are always, always looking out for him, Stiles. Don't say that you're a bad son, because that is so far from the truth." Madigan said forcefully, holding Stiles face in her hands; making his cheeks squish together a little.

"I'm still pissed at Scott." Stiles mumbled stubbornly.

"I get that, I really do. But it's not Scott's fault your dad got hit." Madigan said, trying to defend her other friend but also not upset Stiles.

"He's a werewolf, Madigan! What good are his abilities if he doesn't use them on people other than Allison!?"

"Okay…but he saved Allison, Sti. And yeah, it sucks super hardcore that your dad got hurt; but Scott can't be in two places at once. He was by Allison and saw she was in danger and saved her before he could get to your dad." Madigan said, still trying to reason with him.

"I'm still pissed at him. And I'm not talking to him tomorrow. Nope. Not gonna happen." Stiles said stubbornly.

"Okay, Stiles. Whatever you say." Madigan laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You can't even go an hour without talking to Scott! You really think you can give him the silent treatment for an entire day?"

"Yeah. I do. In fact, I bet you twenty bucks I won't talk to Scott all day."

"You are so on." Madigan agreed. Stiles quickly spit on his palm and held his hand out to Madigan to shake, who looked at him as if he had grown two heads, "What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked, shaking her head.

"A lot of things." Yep. This was her best friend.

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So, don't forget to give me your thoughts on the whole Derek/Madigan mate situation! I didn't say anything about it in this chapter, just in case I decide not to for good. But I still really would like all of your opinions! And keep the reviews coming, guys! You don't know how much they all really do mean to me! And when I get reviews it just makes me want to update that much faster! So keep 'em coming!(: