Chapter 2

I was wearing a grey sweater, ripped boyfriend jeans and some black high converses with my black backpack. I had a nightmare about what I witnessed last night with the werewolf, I shook it out of my mind and got the bus to school. When I got off it I saw Lydia walking with Allison, Stiles told me last night that they'd found her in the woods still completely naked.

"Lydia!" I shouted happily as I ran towards her, she spun around and saw me. She smiled and open her arms for a hug and I ran into her. "Don't do that again." I said as we left our embrace, she rolled her eyes at me and we stood at the entrance of the school. "Look I'd love to stay and chat but i'm going to watch morning practice, cya." I chirped as I ran to the field and sat on the bleachers.

"It was kind of like a scent but I couldn't tell who it was." Scott was telling Stiles as they approached me, Scott sat on my right and Stiles on my left.

"What if you could get em one on one? Would that help?" Stiles asked as the two were gearing up.

"Yeah."

"Okay, I think I got an idea." And Stiles got up and ran towards coach.

"What's going on?" I asked Scott.

"There's another werewolf, I could sense them in the locker rooms." Scott informed me, whispering slightly so no one could hear. Stiles came running back with the goalie gear.

"I told coach to switch you with Danny for the day." Stiles quipped as he sat down.

"But I hate playing in goal." Scott told my twin.

"Remember when I said I had an idea, this is the idea."

"Ohhhh."

"There we go."

"What's the idea?" Scott asked confused and I facepalmed.

"I seriously don't understand how you survive without me sometimes."

Coach blew the whistle. "Let's go, line it up!"

Scott go in goal and was running out of goal knocking people down and sniffing them seeing if they were werewolves, Coach just kept complaining. I caught eye of Isaac stood in line and he saw me, I smile and waved and he returned it.

"Coach my shoulders hurting i'm gonna sit this one out." Jackson said as he walked towards me to sit on the bleachers. "What the hell is up with Scott?" He asked me and I just shrugged at him. I saw Isaac was up next and sighed knowing Scott was going to knock him down too, when I looked at Isaac though... He was weird he was breathing heavily and looking Scott dead in the eye. Isaac and Scott began running towards each other and collided, they spun around in the air and both landed on their hands and knees whilst looking at each other.

"Oh my god." I muttered. It's Isaac? Isaac is a werewolf? I saw my dad and two of his deputies walking beside him coming onto the field.

My dad was speaking with Isaac and Scott was listening in with his wolf hearing. "He's father's dead. They think he was murdered." That was enough to have me running towards Isaac and my dad, tonight is a full moon and if they put him in a holding cell for the night then he'll wolf out and probably kill everyone.

"Dad! Dad!" I shouted as I was running, he turned around to me. "Dad, what are you doing?" I asked breathing deeply.

"It's okay Sadie, go back to your brother." My dad reassured me.

"No, No. Dad what are you doing?"

"Isaac is just coming to the station over night, okay? Just one night."

"No you can't!" I pleaded as I ran over to Isaac.

"Sadie, what the hell is wrong with you?" My dad shouted as he pulled me away, I grabbed hold of Isaac's arm and refused to let go as he stood there shocked.

"Dad please! Please! Trust me!" I begged, my dad ripped me away from Isaac and Stiles and Scott came running over and held onto me.

"Look after your sister." Dad said to Stiles worried as to me acting a bit crazy. My dad and his deputies walked away, along with Isaac.

"NO! DAD! PLEASE!" I screamed, I tried to run after him but Scott was restraining me.

"Sadie, it's going to be okay." Stiles reassured me as he stood in front of me with a hand on my shoulder.

"I can't believe he's a werewolf. I can't. He can't be in this mess with us." I stopped squirming and looked down to the ground.


I was sat outside the principals office as I saw my dad walk in there along with Jackson, I skipped chemistry and sat outside listening to Jackson talking about how Isaac's father was kicking the crap out pf him. I saw Stiles and Scott come running towards me, Stiles sat on my right and Scott sat next to Stiles, my chair being the closest to the door.

"What has he been saying?" Scott whispered to me as the principals office door was open.

"He's basically saying that Isaac would have a very good reason to kill his father." I muttered. My dad came walking out and Scott sat still as me and Stiles pulled out a magazine from behind the chair and hid behind it.

"Hi Scott." Dad greeted. I know he glanced at me and Stiles for a moment and I could sense his eye roll. When dad walked off we got rid of the magazines as the new principal walked out of his office.

"Boys, and girl." I recognized that voice, it was the guy who cut the werewolf in half. The one Scott told me was Gerard, Allison's grandfather... An Argent. "Come on in."


"Sadie Stilinski. Excellent grades, Adhd, socially outstanding, no extra curricular activities." Gerard read my file, he then went onto Scott's file and read from his and then onto Stiles'. "Stiles Stiliinski, almost the exact same file as Sadie's."

"Twins" Me and my brother stated at the same time.

"And actually I do do Lacrosse-" Stiles started before Gerard stopped him.

"Hold on... McCall... You're the Scott that was dating my granddaughter." Gerard said turning to my best friend.

"We were dating, not anymore, not dating, not seeing any of each to other, or doing anything with each other. Oh." Scott quickly said blowing his cover immediately.

"Relax Scott, you look like you're about to crack a cyanide pill with your teeth." Gerard teased.

"Just a hard breakup."

"Ahh, that's too bad you seem like a pretty nice kid to me."

"Now listen guys, yes I am the principal but I really don't want you to think of me as the enemy."

"Is that so?" Stiles question rhetorically.

"However, this being my first day I do need to support my teachers, so unfortunately someone is going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention."

We all turned to look at Stiles who seemed unaware of our gaze on him and just played with his thumbs, until I nudged him in the arm, he looked up and sighed.

"You're staying too." Stiles poked me.

"No." I hissed.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!" Stiles begged.

"Fine!" I gave in.

The boys left the office as Gerard kept me behind to talk to me.

"You're the Sadie from last night am I correct?" Gerard asked me.

"Yes." I gulped.

"Does Stiles and Scott know of werewolves?"

"No, only me and Allison." I answered swiftly.

"Okay, you're free to leave." He dismissed me and I got up and walked out.


After detention it was dark and I called Allison as me and Stiles were walking to his jeep.

"Hey, sorry. Harris literally just let us out of detention. Literally. And he had our phone the whole freaking time." I spoke down the phone whilst rushing to the car.

"Well we need to do something right now. They're asking me all these questions about Lydia and how she was bit by Peter, and they sent this guy out." Allison said, I stopped at the jeep.

"Wait, what guy?"

"He was dressed as a sheriff's deputy."

"They're sending to the station for Isaac."

"He was also carrying this box with something on it like a um... Like a carving or something."

"What was it?"

"Hold on, hold on, it's somewhere in these books... I'm taking a picture." I checked my phone and saw the picture and my heart started pounding against my chest and I began to breathe heavily as Stiles ripped the phone from my hands.

"Yeah, wolfsbane." Stiles spoke into the phone as I leaned myself against the car. "It mean they're gonna kill him." Stiles hung up the phone and rushed over to me.

"Stiles-" I gasped as I grabbed hold of his shirt.

"Sadie, we're going to get to him, don't worry." Stiles reassured me.

"I can't- breathe." I chocked out as I fell to the floor on all fours.

"Oh my god- Okay- Sadie- Sadie look at me." Stiles said as he grabbed my face and made me look at him, my head my pounding and everything started going discolored. "Remember what we used to do as kids, see who can hold their breathe the longest, remember?" He asked me and I nodded quickly. "Okay, we're going to do that ready. Three. Two. One." At that we both gasped and closed our mouths holding our breathe, after a while he let go and began breathing again but I kept holding my breathe. "Sadie, breathe out." I did so and my breathing was slower than before, my headache was disappearing and everything started looking normal again.

"If panic attacks were a person. I'd kill him." I stated as my twin laughed at me.


"Hey did you slow him down?" I asked to Allison on the phone as Stiles was driving to the Sheriff's station, the phone was on speaker.

"You could say that." She replied smugly.

"Alright well uh, we're heading to the station right now."

"Where's Scott?"

"Isaac's"

"Does he have a plan?"

"Yeah but not a very good one." Stiles said.

"And unfortunately we don't really have time to come up with anything better." I added. We said our goodbyes and I put the phone down. "Do you really think this'll work?" I asked my twin.

"Probably not."

"Stiles!"

"What you asked for my opinion?"

"I have faith." I smiled as I looked out the window.

"Your optimism hurts my brain."

"What brain?" I teased, he looked at me and pushed me playfully as I gave him an innocent smile.


We got Derek and I jumped in the back seat, we pulled up outside the Sheriff station.

"Okay, the key to every cell is in a password protected lock box in our father's office." I stated to Derek whilst popping my head forward from the back seat.

"Problem is getting past the front desk." Stiles added.

"I'll distract her." Derek said simply as he went to get out before my twin grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"Woah woah. You? You're not going in there." Stiles protested as Derek looked from my twin's hand back to his face whilst raising an eyebrow.

"He's taking his hand off." I said as I pulled Stiles' arm off Derek's.

"I was exonerated." Derek informed Stiles.

"You're still a person of interest." Stiles added.

"An innocent person."

"You? Yeah right." Me and my twin laughed out in unison as Derek just shrugged.

"Okay fine, what's your plan?" I asked.

"To. Distract. Her." Derek said nodding his head.

"Uh huh? How? By punching her in the face? Grrr." Stiles gave a pretend growl face as Derek just laughed dryly.

"By talking to her." Derek informed him slightly annoyed.

"Okay, okay, alright. Give me a sample. What are you going to open with?"

Derek just stayed dead silent still raising an eyebrow at Stiles.

"Dead silence, that should work beautifully. Any other ideas?" I asked sarcastically.

"Thinking about punch you guys in the face." He shrugged.


Derek waltzed in and stood at the front desk, me and Stiles hid behind the doorway. "Good evening how can I help-" Tara said as she came out reading a folder but stopped when she saw Derek. "You."

"Hi." Derek said with a huge smile on his face.

"Hi." She smiled back.

"Uhm I have a question uhm..." Derek started, me and Stiles looked at each other and just shared an exasperated look along with an eye roll. "Sorry I'm a little thrown I wasn't really expecting someone..." Me and Stiles began creeping our way to our dad's office.

"Like me?" Tara laughed out.

"Oh I was going to say someone so incredibly beautiful but yeah I guess they mean the same thing." Derek said seductively. Me and Stiles got into our dad's office.

"We are hella slick." My twin whispered to me.

"Hell yeah." I laughed as we high fived quietly.

I put in the password to the mini box on dad's wall... Typical the password is always mom's birthday, and I noticed it opened with ease and it was empty.

"Oh no." I muttered, as me and Stiles ran out into the hallway to get to the cells.

We walked into to someone. "Oh ahh, just looking for uhm-" Stiles got side tracked by the snapped in half arrow sticking out of the guys' leg... The fake deputy.

"Ahh shhh-" I began as we went to walk away but the guy pulled Stiles back and put a hand around his mouth, I turned around and ran after my brother and the guy pushed me into the wall with his side. "DEREK! DEREK!" I screamed as the guy was pulling my twin into the cell rooms, I pulled on the fire alarm and the guy let Stiles go and my twin fell to the floor. I looked and noticed at the same time the fake deputy and Stiles did and we all saw that one of the holding cells were busted open. All of a sudden Isaac fully transformed came from the side and slammed the guy into the desks and pushed him against the wall, and knocked the guy out and he dropped the poison filled needle. Isaac turned around to face me and I just stood there, was Isaac going to kill me? I saw he looked at the necklace he bought me for my birthday, it was a beautiful small navy blue crystal, he then looked at me and then turned to my brother just as he did so Derek came in and smashed the needle with his foot. Isaac went to go for Stiles but Derek stood in front of him and roared, then Isaac backed up and cowered away next to the wall. Isaac lifted his head up and I saw it was human him.

"How did you do that?" Stiles asked Derek, surprised.

"He's the alpha." I said mockingly, and Derek just rolled his eyes at me. I pulled all my attention towards Isaac and walked over to him cautiously. "Isaac?" I asked wearily.

"Sadie." He breathed out, he was sweating and looked scared out of his life. I slid down next to him and wrapped my arms around his neck as he hugged me back.

"For a minute then I thought you was going to eat my brother." I laughed out still in our embrace, I heard him chuckled softly.

Derek left with Isaac and me and Stiles stood in the holding cells section looking at the fake deputy wondering what to do with him, and wondering how to clean the place up. Our dad walked in and gave us both a 'Oh-my-god-of-course-you're-the-cause-of-this' look, he raised his eyebrows and waited for us to explain.

"He did it." Me and my twin said in sync as me pointed at the fake deputy that was knocked out on the floor.