A/N: Sorry it took so long! I've been dealing with some stuff and no motivation but I'm back! I'm really gonna try to write some more!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but Sophia Markus!

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"I'm serious! It's not like the last full moon. I don't feel the same." Scott said as the three of them walked through the halls.

"Derek and I told you it would get easier with time." Sophia said, adjusting her bag on her shoulder.

"Does that include the urge to maim and kill people like me?" Stiles asked, motioning to himself.

"I swear I don't have the urge to maim and kill you." Scott said, his voice getting softer as they walked into the locker room.

"You know, you say that now, but then the full moon goes up and out come the fangs and the claws and there's a lot of howling and screaming and running everywhere, okay?" Stiles explained, his voice just as hushed. "It's very stressful on me, so yes, I'm still locking you up." He turned to Sophia. "What about you?" She raised an eyebrow.

"You've never had to lock me up. You didn't even know I was a werewolf last full moon." She said and chuckled as both boys nodded their heads. "Besides, you have me this time Stiles. Now that you know I can actually protect you." Scott pointed to her before Stiles shook his head.

"Fine." Scott said. "But I do think I'm in more control now. Especially since things are good with Allison." He said and Sophia rolled her eyes.

"Here we go." She said chuckling.

"Yeah, I'm aware of how good things are with Allison." Stiles said unimpressed.

"They're really good." Scott said and Sophia laughed.

"Thank you. I know."

"I mean, like, really good."

"Alright, I get it! Just please shut the hell up before I have the urge to maim and kill myself."

"Well, did you get something better than handcuffs this time?" Scott asked the other boy.

"Yeah I got something better than handcuffs." Stiles said, putting his bag down before opening his locker. As soon as the door was open, what seemed like miles and miles of chains fell out. The locker room went quiet and Scott and Sophia looked away from their friend. Finstock even came over and looked down at the chain.

"Part of me wants to ask. The other part says knowing will be more disturbing than anything I could ever imagine." Sophia nodded her head slightly. "So… I'm gonna walk away." He said before he walked away. Stiles refused to look at anyone at this point.

"That's good. That's a wise choice, Coach." Stiles called to the man. He sighed before the three of them kneeled down to gather the chains. As they did that, Sophia caught the scent of something. She looked up at Scott, seeing his eyes flicker between brown and gold, just like her green ones. She began looking over her shoulder, trying to find the guy that matched the scent. "Guys!" Stiles said, finally catching their attention, they both turned to him.

"There's another. In here, right now." Scott said quietly.

"Another what?" Stiles said, looking up at another boy who walked by.

"Another werewolf." Sophia said, looking up at Scott, who nodded softly. Stiles began looking around as well.

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They'd changed for practice and then made their way to the field. Sophia sighed as she sat down, fiddling with her phone in her hand. A teenage werewolf. Sounds a lot like the work of a certain resident Alpha but she didn't want to get him involved if it wasn't him. She pursed her lips before chewing on the bottom one.

"Let's go! Line it up!" Coach yelled and Sophia put on her helmet and gloves and ran out there. She didn't even bother putting her hair into a ponytail this time. It was a little cooler out so her hair would help to keep her neck warm. Finstock explained the exercise before blowing his whistle, telling them to start. Scott had told Stiles and Sophia had a plan and when the whistle blew, he apparently put his plan into action. Scott ran out of the goal and hit the guy. Sophia shook her head, leaning over Stiles' shoulder.

"This was a horrible plan." Stiles nodded.

"I know." Stiles said, wincing. Jackson decided to sit this one out and Sophia nodded, she didn't blame him. Stiles hit her in the stomach, causing the air to rush from her lungs.

"What the hell?!" She hissed at him, her eyes flickering yellow. He pointed to the boy in front of them. She furrowed her brow but listened. His heartbeat was erratic and his panting sounded more like chuffing, like wolves do. Number 14. Who the hell was that? Finstock blew his whistle and he began running. He and Scott hit each other; both landing on their stomachs but when 14 looked up, Sophia could see his eyes were golden. She was sure hers and Scott did the same thing before Coach blew the whistle, bringing them out of it. Stiles hit her in the stomach again and she grunted. "The next time you do that I'm going to rip your throat out." Stiles turned to look at her. That was almost the same thing Derek had said to him when he was shot by the wolfsbane bullet. Stiles pointed, his dad and two other officers were making their way onto the field.

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"They think his father was murdered." Scott said as he, Stiles, and Sophia stood off with the rest of the team as the boy, Isaac Lahey, was question by the police.

"Are they saying he's a suspect?" Stiles asked, looking between his two werewolf friends.

"I'm not sure?" Scott said, shaking his head softly.

"Why?" Sophia asked, looking over at the boy.

"Because they can lock him in a holding cell for 24 hours." Stiles answered.

"Like overnight?" Scott said, turning to him.

"During the full moon." Sophia said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"How good are those holding cells at holding people?" Scott asked, looking at Stiles.

"People, good." Stiles answered.

"Werewolves, probably not good." Sophia filled in, shifting her weight slightly.

"Remember when I said I don't have the urge to maim and kill?"

"Yeah."

"He does." Isaac looked back at the three of them.

"I might take the rest of the day off. I might be able to work something out." Sophia said, uncrossing her arms and getting her phone out of her duffle bag.

"How?" Both boys asked and she looked up at them with a raised eyebrow.

"Just trust me and don't ask questions." There were no new messages. "I'll tell you when I have more figured out." She said, grabbing her bag and heading towards the locker room.

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Sophia had gone to the Hale house but Derek was nowhere to be found. "What the hell…" Sophia mumbled to herself as she got back in her car.

To Scotty (1:35 pm)

Have you seen a particularly grumpy werewolf driving a sexy car?

From Scotty (1:35 pm)

Literally just pulled up and told me to get in. I'll tell you where we go.

To Scotty (1:36 pm)

Please and thank you. I got a bone to pick with that asshole.

She threw her phone down in the passenger seat before putting the car in drive and peeling out down the dirt road.

From Scotty (1:38 pm)

Isaac's house.

Sophia turned in that direction when she hit the hardtop road. She knew the general area of where that was. He was across the street from Jackson. She just had to find the Camaro.

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She pulled up behind said Camaro, slightly down the road from the house. Everyone knew Derek's car and everyone knew hers. I mean, not many people drive a Cherry red Challenger. Sophia walked over to the two standing beside the car waiting for her. "Really? This seemed like a good idea to you." Sophia said, putting her hands on her hips as she stared Derek down. It didn't bother him one bit unfortunately.

"Let's go." He said, motioning for the two teens to follow him. They stepped inside, Scott holding a flashlight as he looked around.

"If Isaac didn't kill his father, who did?" Scott asked.

"I don't know yet." Derek answered softly.

"Then how do you know he's telling the truth?" Scott asked again.

"Because I trust my senses." Derek answered again and Sophia rolled her eyes. "And it's a combination of them. Not just your sense of smell."

"You saw the Lacrosse thing today." Scott said, seemingly embarrassed.

"Yeah." Derek said.

"Did it look that bad?" Derek laid a hand on Scott's shoulder, squeezing it.

"Yeah." Both born-wolves said as they made their way deeper into the house. They looked through most of the house, nothing too bad until Derek opened the basement door.

"You want to learn?" He asked and Sophia walked to the door before backing away. The emotion that came from the room, the smells… she didn't like them. She backed right into Derek, who placed a steading hand on her lower back. Scott began walking down the steps. "You don't have to come down." Derek said, leaning closer to whisper into her ear. She took in a deep breath before nodding. Derek slipped from around her, standing at the top of the stairs to look down at Scott.

"What's down there?" Scott asked, his footsteps hitting the stairs quietly.

"Motive." Derek answered simply.

"And what am I looking for?" Scott asked back to the older man. Sophia noticed that Derek didn't follow Scott down. He placed himself between the basement and Sophia. Must be some form of Alpha instincts. She is the only she-wolf around.

"Follow your senses." Derek spoke down to him when Scott hit the last step before stepping onto the floor.

"Why would you change Isaac?" She asked Derek, watching as Scott moved around the room.

"He asked for it." Derek glanced at her over his shoulder.

"So did Jackson and you see where that's at." He glared at her and she raised an eyebrow. "Remember Big Bad, you don't scare me." They watched as Scott moved towards a large chest freezer. Derek walked down the steps and turned on the flashlight he'd taken from Scott.

"Open it." He said to Scott, nudging his head at it. Sophia, even standing at the top of the steps, could see down to them clearly. Scott's emotion hit her like a ton of bricks and Sophia didn't want to know what the freezer was for.

"This is why he said yes to you." Scott said, still standing in the basement.

"Everyone wants power." Derek said as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

"If we help you," Scott said, motioning to Sophia, "then you have to stop. You can't just go around turning people into werewolves."

"I can if they're willing." Derek argued and Sophia growled, finally coming down the stairs. Both boys turned to her, Derek's own bleeding red.

"Jackson?! He was willing and you know what's happening to him and Isaac? Willing yes, knowing what he was getting into, no. Did you tell him? Probably only the minimal things! Did you even tell him about the full moon tonight?" Derek growled at her, deeply and throaty, a stand down type of growl. "Bring it big boy." She let her fangs elongate.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop!" Scott said to them, waving his arms. Sophia continued to growl until her phone went off. She glared at him one last time before looking down at it.

From Stiles (7:46 pm)

Argents have sent a hunter to the station dressed as a deputy. They're going to kill Isaac, they have wolfsbane.

Sophia retracted her claws so that she could type.

To Stiles (7:47 pm)

On my way, with Derek and Scott right now. Be there soon.

Sophia looked up and boys and shook her head. "I'm out." She walked back up the stairs and ran down the street to her car. She started it and headed to the Sheriff's station. Her phone rang about half way there, she glanced at it. Hale flashed across the screen, with a sigh, she grabbed it and answered it.

"What?" She asked.

'Pull over.'

"No, I'm meeting up with Stiles to get Isaac." Sophia said, turning on her blinker to make a turn.

"I know. Pull over. I'm getting in."

"I don't want to even know how you know where I am or how you think you're getting in without me stopping but I think you've done enough for the boy." She said, hanging up and throwing her phone in the back. She sighed again before swerving off the road when something landed on the top of her car. She ended up in a ditch. She threw it in park and looked up at the roof, it was crushed in. Derek opened the passenger door and got inside. "Are you shitting me? Seriously? My car! My vintage car! What the hell is the matter with you!? Do you go brain dead on full moons, like… what the hell?" Sophia yelled at him, her eyes gold and her claws out.

"Drive." Derek ordered and Sophia snarled at him.

"I'm not one of your betas you can just order around and did you even think about the consequences of landing on my car!" Derek turned to her.

"Drive. Now."

"I'm not Stiles. You can't intimidate me." Her phone rang from the backseat. She undid her seatbelt and reached through the middle console to grab it. Stiles it read. "He's a dead man. I'm telling you what Stiles. He's a dead man."

"Um… who?" He asked.

"Derek! The asshole jumped on the top of my car and now I have a huge dent! How the hell am I supposed to explain this to my parents?" Sophia said, rubbing her eyes. Stiles sighed.

"Any other time, I would agree with you and tell you to kick him to the curb but we kinda need him. He can get us past the front desk and then you and me or whoever can get into the back to get Isaac." Sophia sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Fine. Fine. I'm doing this for Isaac. No one else." Sophia flipped the car into drive, carefully pulling out of the ditch to get back onto the main road. "Where are you?"

"Getting ready to pull in, how far out are you?" Sophia glanced around.

"Two minutes." She answered.

"I'll be there after you." Stiles said and Sophia nodded. They said their goodbyes and they hung up. Derek remained silent until they pulled into the parking lot.

"Alright, we wait for Stiles and then get past the front desk." Sophia said turning off her car and turning off the headlights.

"I'll distract her." Derek said, getting ready to get out. Sophia laughed sarcastically before grabbing his arm.

"No, you're not going in there." She said, using some of her werewolf strength to pull him back into the car. He looked down at her hand before back up at her. She raised a defiant eyebrow before gripping his arm a little tighter before letting him go.

"I was exonerated." He said to her like she was supposed to know that.

"Okay but according to Stiles, you're still a person of interest. And you know, he is the Sheriff's son." She said with a dismissive shrug of her shoulders.

"An innocent person." Sophia raised an eyebrow at him.

"Okay then Hot stuff, what's your plan?" Sophia said, taking off her seatbelt and shuffling in her seat so that her back was against her door and her feet were on the center console between Derek and herself.

"To distract her." He said as if she should know. She chuckled.

"Well, there's a lot of ways of distracting people. You can talk to them, you can argue with them, you can punch them in the face; you can have sex with them. There are a ton of options here Big Bad, kinda need a description here." She said, waving one of her hands dismissively. If looks could kill.

"Well, I was planning on talking to her." He said, leaning back in his seat. She pursed her lips and nodded.

"Alright, throw something at me." She said, holding her arms out. Derek sighed, looking out the windshield before turning back to her.

"Dead silence. Great! Women love the strong silent type. Anything else?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. It's not possible to ooze sarcasm but if it was, the two of them would be up to their eyes in it. Derek rolled her eyes, rocking his head gently.

"I was thinking about punching you in the face." He looked at her and her eyes flashed as she flashed her fangs.

"You shouldn't hit girls." She said before her eyes and teeth went back to normal. Stiles pulled up behind them, turning off the Jeep before coming over to the driver's side. Sophia turned the key in the ignition before rolling the window down. Stiles stuck his head in.

"I can feel the tension." He said as soon as his head was inside, grabbing at the air. "So, what's the plan?" He asked.

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Derek walked into the Sheriff's department slowly, just taking everything in until the deputy came back into the room. Sophia and Stiles followed him quietly, waiting until the pair had begun talking to move.

"Good evening, how can I help… you?" The teenagers peeked out from around the door, watching as the deputy, a woman, saw Derek. He gave her a real, charming smile.

"Hi." He said simply.

"Hi." She said back, taking him all in.

"Uh, I had a question." Derek began and Sophia rolled her eyes, mocking the two before Stiles nudged her. She glanced over at him and nodded. "Sorry, I'm a little… a little thrown. I wasn't really expecting someone…"

"Like me?" The deputy filled in. Stiles and Sophia made their way across the lobby, Stiles doing this weird spinning thing.

"Oh, I was going to say 'so incredilbly beautiful,' but, yeah, that'd be the same thing." Sophia rolled her eyes at Stiles before glancing towards Derek. She rolled her eyes once again at him. Stupid good looks. Stupid charm. Stupid bunny teeth. Stupid… him! Stiles veered off and went into his dad's office to get the keys while Sophia went on to the holding cells to find Isaac. Sophia stopped when she came to a blood trail. Who was bleeding all over a police station?

"The hunters here!" Stiles whispered to her as he grabbed her arm. She jumped what felt like three feet in the air before she turned to look at the boy.

"I'll find Isaac, you find the hunter." She said, taking off to the holding cells. Stiles made a noise of agreement, before going down a different hallway.

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Sophia found the holding cells and found Isaac already busted out. He growled at her, his once blue eyes glowing the same shade of gold as hers. She looked at him, holding her hands up in a surrendering motion. "Isaac, you know me. Just listen okay…" He growled at her. She opened her mouth to say something again when the fire alarm began ringing. She turned to the entrance as the hunter dragged Stiles in and dropped him to the floor. The hunter looked around, momentarily distracted before Isaac grabbed him and began throwing him around the room. Sophia ran over and grabbed Stiles, moving him slightly behind the desk. Isaac easily knocked the hunter unconscious and Sophia stepped forward, her eyes gold and her fangs and claws out. She glanced behind her as Derek stepped on something glass, causing it to shatter. Isaac turned to the Alpha, looking at him for a moment before turning his attention to Stiles. Sophia pulled her lip back in a snarl before stepping in front of Stiles, blocking him from the new Beta.

Isaac snarled back, stalking closer to Sophia before Derek stepped in front of her, roaring. Isaac dropped to the ground and crawled as far away as he could get from the Alpha, covering his head with his arms. Sophia changed as well, watching the boy before turning to Stiles. "You okay?" She asked softly, kneeling down next to him. He nodded, glancing her over to make sure she wasn't hurt before turning to Derek. When Isaac looked back up at the Alpha, his transformation had completely slipped away and he was back to his regular human form.

"How did you do that?" Stiles asked. Derek turned to them and Sophia could just see everything that just happened going right to his ego. He had a smallest smirk on his face.

"I'm the Alpha." He said simply.

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"Just go, I'll handle my dad." Stiles said, trying to push the girl towards the door.

"Are you sure?" She asked again and he sighed.

"Yes, now get the two fugitives out of here." She nodded her head, hugging Stiles before running out to her car. She hopped into the driver's seat and started it up. A quick glance through the car revealed Derek in the passenger seat and Isaac in the back. She put the car in drive, stepping on the gas to get back onto the main road.

"What happened to the roof?" Isaac asked quietly. Sophia turned to glare at Derek, who didn't even look at her, acting completely innocent.