"How's your dad doing?" Zach asked, pulling his books out for the lesson as he sat down next to Stiles.

"As well as can be expected I guess. He had a whole lot of paperwork to fill out after your uncle shot that mountain lion with his gun. Granted, the thing was licensed, but a lot of people were still scared by the whole thing," Stiles replied, leaning back in his seat.

"Things could've been a whole lot worse," Zach pointed out, watching as people passed him, most of them greeting him with a smile.

"How could it have been worse?" Stiles questioned, straightening up to hear his answer.

"It could've killed someone else if my uncle had shot it?" Zach offered.

"I guess that's true," Stiles admitted, slouching down in his seat again as he looked over to the door, noticing someone enter. Zach looked over to the entrance and made eye contact with Scott, leaning over to whisper to Stiles.

"Have you guys talked since the conferences?" Zach asked, watching Scott approach him.

"Nope," Stiles replied, avoiding Scott's gaze as he sat behind him.

"Still not talking to me?" Scott asked when Stiles continued to ignore him.

"You guessed right," Zach answered for him, receiving a scowl from Stiles.

"Can you at least tell me if you're dad's okay? I mean, it was just a bruise right? Some sort of tissue damage? Nothing that big?" Scott asked, hoping he would at least answer one of his questions. Stiles turned to look at Zach and nodded to him, telling him to answer for him.

"Stiles' dad is doing fine, it was nothing too major. It's just the paperwork that hurt him the most," Zach told him, looking at Stiles, telling him with his eyes to talk to Scott.

"You know I feel really bad about it right?" Scott tried, still not getting a response out of him as he leaned in closer. "Okay, what if I told you I'm trying to figure this whole thing out and that I went to Derek for help."

"Who's Derek?" Zach asked, wondering who he was talking about.

"No-one," the two boys said in unison.

"And if he was someone, I would be telling Scott that he is an idiot for trusting that no one," Stiles said, tapping his pen on the desk.

"But you're obviously not talking to him," Zach finished, looking up at the board as the teacher started the lesson. After a few minutes into the lesson, Zach glanced at Stiles as he couldn't seem to contain himself, turning around to face Scott.

"What did he say?" Stiles asked, still seeming annoyed. For the rest of the class, the two whispered quietly while Zach tried to do his work, making it seem like he wasn't interested in what they were saying, even though he felt a little left out. When class was over, Scott and Stiles walked away to finish their conversation, leaving Zach to walk off alone to lunch. Once he had dumped his books in his locker, he headed over to the cafeteria and walked over to get some food, the lunch lady smiling at him as he picked up an apple and walked away, spotting Allison and Lydia nearby.

"The what of who?" he heard Lydia ask as he approached, neither of the two girls noticing him yet.

"The Beast of Gévaudan. Listen, 'It is a wolf like monster, prowling different areas of France during the years of 1764 to 1767. La Bête killed over a hundred people…'," Allison began to explain before Zach pulled up a chair to sit with them.

"…becoming so infamous that King Louis XV sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it," Zach finished, taking a bite out of his apple.

"Oh, hey Zach," Lydia greeted, completely forgetting about the food on her plate as she turned to look at him.

"Is my cousin boring you with family history?" Zach asked, smirking at Allison.

"You bet she is," Lydia replied, placing her fork beside her food.

"'Even the church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan'," Allison continued, glaring at Zach.

"Still boring," Lydia and Zach said in unison, laughing as they did so.

"Crypto zoologists believe it may have been a sub species of a hoofed predator like a-" Allison began to say before Zach dropped his finished apple on the table.

"Slipping into a coma bored," he said, slouching into his seat.

"I was just about to say that," Lydia giggled, high fiving Zach, as she decided to go back to her food.

"Great minds must think alike," Zach laughed, smirking at Allison.

"'While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer, who could shape shift into a man eating monster'," Allison finished, hoping to finally get their attention.

"How does any of this have anything to do with your family?" Lydia questioned, forking some food into her mouth as she glanced Zach.

"This, 'It is believed that La Bête was finally trapped and killed by a renowned hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature'," Allison replied, looking up from her book at a confused Lydia.

"His name was Argent," Zach told her, helping her understand.

"So your ancestors killed a big wolf? Big whoop," Lydia scoffed, eating more of her food.

"That's what I said," Zach exclaimed, chuckling along with Lydia again.

"It's not just a big wolf. Take a look at the picture," Allison said, turning the book around to show Lydia and Zach what was inside. "What does that look like to you?"

"A big wolf," Zach insisted, turning to Lydia for confirmation. He didn't get a response as he watched her lean in closer to the book, staring right at the picture, as if she had seen it before.

"Lydia?" Allison asked, looking a little worried.

"Is everything okay?" Zach asked, snapping her out of her trance, turning to look at Zach and then at Allison.

"It looks like. A big. Wolf," Lydia agreed, leaning away to smile at Zach.

"Sorry Allison, looks like you've been outvoted," Zach laughed, enjoying his cousin's discomfort.

"See you in history Allison. And you," Lydia said, grasping Zach's arm. "I'll see you whenever I see you."

"Can't wait," he laughed, watching Lydia leave.

"You could've at least tried to be supportive of your family history," Allison groaned, putting the book into her bag as she glared at Zach.

"You know me, it's what I do," he smirked, leaning back to notice Stiles and Scott sitting nearby, quickly looking away when they saw Zach. He stood up from his seat, unnoticed by Allison to walk over and join them, smiling as he approached.

"Your Yoda I will be," Stiles said, trying to change his voice to sound like Yoda.

"Gotta love a bit of Star Wars," Zach laughed looking down at the pair.

"See, he gets it," Stiles said, turning to look at Zach.

"I know what it means," Scott groaned, glancing over his book to look at Allison.

"Alright, you know what, I still hate you," Stiles said, picking up his stuff as he pulled Scott's book away, leaving him in the open, allowing Allison to notice him.

"Run, I'll distract her," Zach muttered, blocking Allison's path as she tried to follow Scott.

"What do you want?" she asked, watching as Scott disappeared around a corner.

"Just wanted to tell you how much I love you," Zach replied, letting Allison push him out of the way as she walked past.

"Look, if you see Scott again, tell him I'm looking for him?" she said, walking away to go to class.

"Sure thing," he muttered to himself, walking away to go find the bathrooms, where he knew Scott would go to hide.

"Is she gone?" Scott asked, walking out of the bathrooms to meet him.

"Yes indeed. Why are you avoiding her though?" Zach asked becoming curious.

"There are some things going on at the moment, I just need her to leave me alone for a while," Scott told him leaning against the wall.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Zach asked, wanting Scott to move past this so he could go back to keeping Allison happy.

"No, not really. If you want to, you could join me and Stiles later if you have a free period?" Scott offered.

"I do actually, sounds great."

I'm just loving the banter between Zach and Lydia, aren't you guys? :3

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, Zach seems to still have a bit of problems with feeling left out of the loop :P

Farewell for now guys :D