Scott, Derek and Isaac were crowded in the back room of the vets office awaiting answer they hoped the wise druid could provide. "You want to trap a witch?" Honestly Deaton couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Not one, two." Derek supplied in his normal monotone voice.

"I take it you mean Bennett and Stiles?" Deaton questioned just for clification.

"They're not acting right. We think its because of the comet. You know like its effecting them like the moon does to us." Scott offered.

"Not just the comet, and celestial event will effect a witch. They are never stronger, and its because of the surge in power they tend to act off." Deaton had suspected as much, he was hoping that they would come to him.

"Yeah so what do about them?" Isaac finally spoke. "Because I gotta tell you the Stiles that we saw today was out of control."

"He was using magic for everything." Scott offered as a clarification.

"I don't think you understand how difficult this is going to be. Witches are extremely clever. While the lot of you are fast and strong; I just don't know how much that will help you." Deaton finished with a wince

"We'll take anything you've got." Derek saw the town as his, and it was his job to protect it. Even if he was protecting it from those he considered friends.

"Depends are what you are planning to do?" Deaton was not going to a partied to the murder of two kids. Two kids who's parents were members of the sherifs department.

"We just want to know if we can hold them someplace until morning. Block their powers too." Derek answered.

"In that case there is an herb. This herb will block there powers, and trap them. However, it can also make them sick or worse kill them. Think of it like wolfsbane. It's called red clover." Deaton moved around the room and came back with a bottle that house a red a substance. The powder looked to be sparkiling. "Don't let the looks foul you. The trick is going to be using it on them. I can't imagine that they will go easy."

"I maybe able to get to Stiles, but not Bennett." Scott admitted. He was Stiles best friend after all. "Stile he trust me, Bennett doesn't really trust anyone."

"That's why you'll need me." Ric stepped out of the shadows. He had followed the little group after he witnessed the exchange with Bennett.

"Who the hell is he?" Derek snapped.

"Our new history teacher." Scott looked onto the man with weary. He knew that he wasn't simply a history teacher from the moment he met him.

"Alaric Saltzman, you can call me Ric." Ric held his hand out for Derek to take. Who am I, well I someone that knows Bonnie, excuse me, Bennett very well. She trust me. I can get to her." Still seeing the other men in the room look at him with suspicion he tried another tactic. "I've known Bennett for many years, I'm here to protect her. I don't want her hurt."

"I take it that you are not just a history teacher?" Isaac piped up.

"Oh I am so much more. However, that is another story for another time." Ric answered sadly.

"We're open to suggestions." The way Scott saw they had no choice but to trust him. "Has this happened before?"

"Yes, when Bonnie was first coming into her powers. I don't know if she told you but a witch will full come into their magic at sixteen. At the time she nearly killed Damon." Ric didn't explain that Damon was a vampire.

"How did you pull her out?"

"We waited it out. You have to understand that we didn't know what the hell was going on with her. No one knew she was a witch. It was actually Jeremy Gilbert that got her to stop. She couldn't hurt him. After that Bennett has always been in control."

"So you are basically useless." Derek said annoyed.

"Good like getting to Bennett on your own." Alaric made to leave the room.

"Wait, we need all the help we can get Derek." Scott corrected the older wolf. "We don't have time to stand around her arguing."

"He's right, because once the sun goes down they will become really bad." And like that the little group came up with a plan.

Bennett and Stiles were sitting on her bed in nothing but what could be considered underwear. To anyone who didn't know they looked like a pair of junkies who needed a fix they were sweating so bad.

"Do you wanna know something Stiles?" Stiles was sitting behind Bennett rubbing her shoulders.

"Oh yes please tell me something." Stiles replied with a twitch of his head.

"No one has fun anymore. Magic can be fun. Lets go have some fun." Bennett hoped off her bed to put clothes on. Oh yes she intended for them to have fun.