A/N: Ahhhhhhh! I'm back! Again, other stories have drawn me away from this one. I hope you guys end up liking this chapter. I would love to read what you think. Happy reading.

Stiles' POV

It's been a couple nights since Ty almost had to cut Derek's arm off. She said she was going to be doing homework all night, so I end up hanging out with my dad in his cruiser. I get us both burgers, but I only get fries for myself. Dad needs to watch his health. It's bad enough we're eating fast food for dinner.

"Mmm. Did they forget my curly fries?" Dad asks me through a mouth full of burger.

"You're not supposed to eat fries, especially the curly ones." I tell him as I open the foil on my own burger.

"Well, I'm carrying a lethal weapon. If I want the curly fries, I will have the curly fries." He replies. I just look over at him before saying something.

"If you think getting rid of contractions in all your sentences makes your argument any more legitimate, you are wrong." I tell him. I chuckle a bit before taking a sip of my soda.

"So, how are you and Ty doing?" Dad asks and I almost spit out the soda I just sucked through my straw. I clear my throat before answering.

"Good...good...we're good." I say before taking a bite of my burger. That's when the radio comes to life.

"Unit one, do you copy?" Says the voice. I get so excited I almost choke on the bite of burger in my mouth as I reach for the radio mic. Dad smacks my hand away as he clears his throat. I look over at him, and he just stares back.

"Sorry." I say as he grabs the mic instead. I begin eating my curly fries as he speaks to the person on the other side of the radio.

"Unit one, copy." He says.

"Got a report of a possible 187." Says the voice. I snap my head up, mouth filled with curly fries.

"A murder?" I ask through the food. With my dad being the sheriff, I taught myself what all the codes were. Dad stays calm as he calms me down.

"They said possible." he says before talking through the mic again. "Where's the scene?"

"Video 2C, sir." Came the answer. The video rental store.

"Okay, I'm on my way." Dad says before putting the mic back and turning on the sirens. He rushes off to the scene. We drive up to the video store and I see Lydia sitting in the back of an ambulance with Jackson standing in front of her outside of the ambulance. I go to get out to check on them, but dad stops me. "Stay here." He tells me. I look over at him in disappointment, but I do as he says. I watch as Jackson fights with the EMT. Dad walks up to him and then Jackson starts arguing with him. I decide to go against my dad's orders, big shocker, and I leave the cruiser.

"No, you don't understand." I hear Jackson say to my dad. "Which kind of blows my mind, since it should be a pretty basic concept to grasp for a minimum-wage rent-a-cop like you!" I feel the rage bubbling up inside me as Jackson insults my dad. "Okay, now, I wanna go home!" The sound of a gurney coming out of the store grabs my attention.

"Oh, whoa, is that a dead body?" I ask as I point to the rolling bed with an arm sticking out from underneath the white sheet. Dad looks to where I'm pointing then back at me.

"Everybody back up. Back up." Dad tells the other people around as I sit back down in the cruiser. Since I'm now stuck in the car I decide to text Ty. I know she said she was doing homework, but maybe she could take a little break.

"Hey. Guess what I just saw?" I text her. I shove some more fries in my mouth as I wait for her response. My phone vibrates, so I pick it up to read what she wrote back.

"IDK, what? A dead body? LOL" I actually laugh out loud at her response.

"Yeah, actually. Amazing guess."

"What? Where?" She texts back extremely fast.

"At the video store. Jackson and Lydia are here too." I answer. I laugh to myself at her concern.

"I would ask why they're there, but I already know the answer. LOL The Notebook is Lydia's fave movie."

"How do you know that?"

"Ugh. I over heard her in the hallway at school. Jackson did not look pleased." Was Ty's reply.

"Hey, I thought you were doing homework." I smile as I send the text.

"I was. I finished it all about an hour ago. I figured I'd get a bit of sleep before school. LOL" Now I feel bad.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you up? :(" I ask her.

"No, I was practicing my weirdo powers to see if I can connect with Buckbeak instead of random owls."

"Any luck?" I ask her.

"Actually, yeah. But, it only lasted a few seconds because I got so excited I lost concentration. Haha." She answers and I do my own little celebration dance for her in my seat.

"Congrats!"

"Thanks."

"I'll leave you alone to continue practicing or to go to sleep." I text her.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow." She sends back. I put my phone down before continuing to eat the rest of my burger.

Ty's POV

I smile as I put my phone on my bedside table. I get under my covers and settle in for the night. Not too much time passes before a light knocking comes from my door.

"Come in." I say. I watch as my dad comes in.

"Hey, I just wanted to let you know I'll be going to the parent/teacher conference tomorrow." My eyes grow wide in shock. He doesn't usually go because of how busy the clinic gets, plus he takes walk-ins. "I know, I know, but I already told the people who have come in lately about it. I'm gonna close up the clinic before heading to the school."

"Sounds good." I say with skepticism.

"Don't worry. I didn't get any letters from teachers. I just wanted to be a little more involved." He tells me. I breathe a sigh of relief. "I don't have a reason to be worried, do I?" He asks.

"No, of course not." I say quickly as I shake my head.

"Alright then." He says as he heads towards the door. "Good night." He says with a smile before exiting. I pick up my phone again.

"My dad just told me he's going to the parent/teacher conference. Is yours?" I text him.

"Yeah." He replies. "But, let's just say, those study sessions aren't really helping me out." comes a second text.

"That's your fault. I always start out trying to help you, but it never ends that way." I laugh as I send that back to him.

"Maybe I should study with someone else." He writes back.

"I would be hurt by that if it weren't true. Haha. Try to get Danny to help you." I tell him.

"That's a good idea. I'll ask him in chemistry."

"Alright. Have a good night." I text him.

"Sweet dreams." I put my phone down for the final time before actually falling into a deep sleep.