Emma walked into the Grindhouse, excitedly, and beamed when she saw TJ sitting at a table. She went straight to him. "Hi!"

TJ chuckled and said, "Hey, Emma." He stood and gave her a hug.

"Oh," Emma said, mildly surprised, and hugged TJ back.

He then handed her a vanilla folder. "Here are some physical copies for you to frame and," he then handed her a flash drive, "here are all the others for you to put on your laptop and your phone."

Emma giggled. "Thank you again." She looked at him with gratitude and admiration.

"You are very welcome," he smiled back with fondness in his eyes. "Are you going to send any of those to your friends?"

Emma sighed, hiding her feelings with a small, but honest, smile. "No…they're kind of avoiding me right now due to everything that is happening."

"'Kind of' avoiding you?"

The two sat down.

"They still want to be my friends, but they're just keeping their distances for now."

"They actually think that will keep them safe?"

Emma shrugged. "I doubt it, but if it makes them feel even remotely safe…then I don't blame them."

Gabriel walked into the dorm room, on his phone, while Scott was doing homework. "Okay, Abuela, I will see you soon. I love you too. Bye-bye."

Scott turned to Gabriel. "How's your grandma?"

"She's good," Gabriel said. He sat down on Scott's bed. "I told her about you and she's excited to meet you when she visits."

"Cool, when will she be here?"

"In a few days."

"Can't wait to meet her," Scott said with a smile and went back to his homework.

Later that night, Christopher went to Noah's home and came into his room.

"Hey, I wasn't expecting you," Noah said, standing at his Murder Board.

Christopher asked who Noah thinks the killers are.

"I can only think that it's Piper and Brandon both come back from the grave, I mean, why else would one of them be called 'Father Death'?"

"I doubt it," Christopher deadpanned with his arms across his chest.

Noah gave Christopher his full attention and asked, "So, what's up?"

Christopher sighed. "I think you should write the story for our graphic novel by yourself."

Noah's face turned to a face of hurt and confusion. "What? Why? Do you not want to work on it anymore?" He then quickly said, "If you don't I completely understand, of course, I just didn't expect-"

"I'm still going to draw for you," Christopher interrupted. He sighed again and held back a tear. "I just don't want to spend a lot of time on it like I have been, you know?"

Noah pulled Christopher in for a hug and the two hugged.

Christopher tried to apologize, but Noah told him he had nothing to apologize for.

The next day Brooke was with Bruce at the gym.

They got out of Bruce's car and Brooke asked why they were there.

"If you want to be an Emissary, then you have to be prepared to fight," Bruce answered.

After getting inside, changing, and getting in the ring, Bruce told her what was on the agenda.

"I'm going to teach you Wing Chun," Bruce said with a giddy grin that made him look like a younger man.

Brooke wore a bemused smile and asked, "What's Wing Chun?"

"It's a Southern Chinese Kung Fu style self-defense. It requires fast arms, strong legs, and you have to be relaxed."

Brooke put her fists on her hips, her confusion now seeming irritated. "How am I supposed to be relaxed in a fight?"

Bruce shrugged. "Be confident, like Bruce Lee. He was taught Wing Chun."

Brooke started bouncing and loosening up her arms. "Well, I exude confidence and Bruce Lee was pretty cool."

Bruce cocked an eyebrow at her. "'Pretty cool'?"

Brooke stopped and said, "He's no Scott McCall or Noah Foster."

"Or Stiles," Bruce pointed out.

In a faux snarky manner Brooke said, "What the hell is a Stiles?"

The two laughed and started Brooke's training."

Scott pulled up to Emma's home. He was there to help her get frames for the pictures.

Emma jogged up to Scott and handed him some pictures. "Here are the ones I was considering framing," she said with a bounce and a wide smile.

Scott chuckled at her adorable demeanor. He admired the pictures of her, especially the one of her with her back to the camera.

"Don't linger," Emma teased.

Scott chuckled at her. "Sorry," he then went back to looking at the others.

"It's okay," Emma said and gently bit her bottom lip thinking about Scott staring at her picture.

Scott looked back to Emma and handed her the photos back. "So, you want to get all of those framed?"

"Yes and no. I want to put some of them together in a collage and put that in one frame."

"How many frames were you thinking about having?"

"At least five."

"All right, let's do this."

The two then went off to the mall for Emma's frames.

The next day Scott and Brooke were invited to Bruce's house for dinner.

That night, Bruce made Barbeque for his family and his guests.

They all sat at the dinner table to have a fantastic meal.

Bruce stood to give everyone helpings of mashed potatoes and his wife asked the first question of the night.

"So, Scott," Ignacia started, "how are your classes going?"

Scott nodded, saying, "They're going well. I've got A's in all my classes."

"Great," Ignacia smiled like Scott was one of her own. She turned her attention to Brooke. "What about your classes, Brooke?"

"Meh, my lowest grade is a B in Algebra," she said with a shrug and took a rib from the plate of ribs in front of her.

"I always hated Algebra," Bruce admitted, in an almost hushed tone to accentuate his disdain, as he sat down.

"I'm more worried about Brooke's progress as an Emissary in training," Scott lightly teased.

Brooke squinted her eyes and pursed her lips as she nodded at Scott, feigning an irritated acknowledgment.

Ignacia joined in on the fun. "Does The True Alpha need a tip top badass Emissary on his side?"

"Of course," Scott said with a grin.

He and Ignacia chuckled together.

"Well," Bruce interrupted and sat upright, "as a 'tip top badass Emissary', I can ensure you that Brooke will be just as good if not better than myself, as long as I continue to train her."

Jimmy swung his arms in circles and squealed happily.

This made everyone laugh.

Ignacia gave Jimmy a spoonful of mashed potatoes and he thanked her with a loud and happy "Mmm".

Brooke and Scott then began to ask questions about Jimmy and the night became a night about cute, embarrassing, and funny stories.

After the dinner, as Scott and Brooke were outside by their cars, they talked about Emma being 'abandoned'.

Scott admitted to understanding why and said he knew they would all go back to Emma and even let Brooke know he didn't think they were all abandoning Emma, like she may have felt.

Brooke asked if Scott was mad and he told her that he was just disappointed.

The two hugged and went home, both feeling happy they had spoke about the situation at hand with the other.