- 3rd Pov -

— October 11, Mexico —

The triplets dropped out of school. Well, Lucy was allowed to take a really long break. The twins wanted to run since they were back to Omega status, people would come back for revenge. Lucy offered to help but refused since her brothers didn't want to trouble her more than they already had all their lives.

Since Lucy didn't have much to do, she left with Derek and Peter, maybe make up some of the lost time with Derek.

Oh, how she regrets that decision.

They were currently being electrocuted by Mexican hunters. The boys were shirtless, while Lucy wore her ripped jeans and black sports bra. Peter had his arms next to him, while Derek and Lucy had their arms above their heads.

Derek and lucy turned their heads towards Peter glaring hard, "why are you looking at me as if It was my fault?" he asks.

"Because it is your fault," Derek says at the same time as Lucy says it.

The electrical current passed through their body again.

"Maybe it's my fault," Peter admitted.

They were electrocuted again. "I think it's a little high," Peter mumbles. The man turned the frequency higher making all three grunt in pain.

"Nobody likes playing guessing game. So why don't you just tell us, where is la-Loba,"

"We don't know where la-Loba is," Derek replied.

"No? maybe we need a different matter of persuasion. Maybe we cut one of you in half and the other 2 talks," he says looking at me.

"I would love to be there for volunteering, but we really don't know what you're talking about. But, don't you think cutting us with a. broad sward is a little medieval." Peter says.

"Broad sward we are not savages," The man says, while another hunter starts the chainsaw.

Derek and Lucy look at Peter with a 'seriously?' look.

"We wonder how far your little healing trick goes. what do you think, can you grow back an arm?" the hunter with the saw directed the chainsaw at Lucy's left arm, "we are pretty sure you can't grow back your head," The hunter with the chainsaw now moved towards Derek and pointed the saw at his neck.

"Boys!" said a female and old voice. "No Tienes que ser tan duro," the female says entering the room. This catches Lucy's attention remembering Araya, an old hunter who she helped hunting down a dangerous wolf. The man with the saw stopped and lowered it.

"no hablo español," Derek says to Araya.

"Tu hablas muchos Idiomas, Derek Hale," she says seriously, "you know exactly what I'm saying. and you know who we want." she takes out a knife, "Where is the she-wolf?" she demands staring right at Derek.

"We don't know any she-wolf," Derek responds.

Lucy decided to interrupt, "Except me," they turn their head towards Lucy, "but I doubt you want me because I don't remember ever killing one of your hunters Araya, or going against you." she smiled sweetly at me, "Hello Grandma Araya, I'm glad your still healthy."

"Hola querida," she says grandmotherly, "You're still healthy yourself." yes, she had a soft spot for Lucy. Every one of her hunters knew this. But if she was doing her job, she would treat Lucy as every other werewolf, unless they were working together. Their conversation was over. She looked at Derek "I know you won't talk, Lobito." She then turned around and pointed the knife at Peter, "This one will talk. This one loves the sound of his own voice."

"You should hear me sing," Peter tells Araya.

"We want to hear you scream," The man says smiling sadistically at him.

Lucy twitched her arm and said "I could agree with that or shut him up,"

Peter turns to look at Derek and complains, "no one ever wants to hear me sing."

"Where is the she-wolf?" Peter didn't respond. Araya took her knife and swung it towards Peter's hand cutting off a finger, Lucy winced. "Think about it, I'm only going to ask you..." Araya said, then paused, she looks at the finger, "nine more times," she drops the finger and walks away, leaving the half-naked werewolves with the hunters.

Peter turned towards Lucy so did Derek. Peter asked first "She is your grandma?"

Lucy looked at him in disbelief, "No ou Duffus. She was my Grandma figure. My brothers and I would have to be Mexicans if she actually were out Grandma. Our family left us when we were kids."

"And who if your grandpa figure?" Derek asked

"You will find out." Lucy says, "Imma sleep, wake me up, whenever you feel like torturing us." She says casually.

— October 12, Morning —

Lucy somehow miraculously fell asleep. Araya allowed it. Derek and Peter had stayed awake for the whole night, alert, also being electrocuted to stay awake and stop their healing. Lucy sometimes woke up because of the electricity but anything else, she fell right back to sleep and didn't feel like cursing

She woke up by the sounds of a machine gun.

The door was kicked open and revealed a woman, Braeden. Lucy took a few jobs with her. When the fight was over, she walked up to Derek with a smile.

"You're the one who saves Isaac," Derek stated more than asked.

"I'm the one who was HIRED to save Isaac," she corrected.

"Someone hired you to get us out of here?" Peter asked

"Someone hired me to get Derek and his granddaughter out of here," She corrected again, then turned to look at me "I'm guessing it's you. Asra." Lucy looked at her and said a 'yes, ma'am.' She then looked at Peter and said "You? I'm totally fine leaving for dead." She moved towards Lucy taking off her cuffs.

"When did I get this reputation," Peter asks Derek.

Derek ignored Peter and looked at Braeden in front of him who was helping him out of the cuffs., "Who hired you?"

"Deucalion," She stated as the cuff fell to the floor.

Lucy was helping Peter. Then he turned his attention towards Braeden "Deucalion, as in the guy who did that to you?"

She and Lucy looked at Peter and both stated, "girls gotta eat."

Peter looked at Lucy and asked or more like stated, "Deucalion is your grandfather figure." She nodded in response, causing him to sigh loudly, at how she makes relationships with their enemies, firstly a deadly hunter as a grandmother and a Demon wolf for a grandfather.

Once he was free, he ducked down holding his cut-off-finger in his hand.

"Ok, let's get out of here," Braeden announces

"We're not leaving without it," Lucy says.

"Without what?" Braeden asks

Derek and Lucy looked towards Peter. They stood up and walked towards the room that held what they were looking for.

They saw a box in the corner. Lucy looked at Derek and Peter. She put her hand on the wood, only for her hand to be pushed back. "Mount ash wood," Peter states. "It seems someone really doesn't want our hands on it."

Braeden kicks the lock breaking it on contact. The 3 supernatural looks towards Braeden. She sighs and opens the box to show a large amount of mountain ash. "and that is just mountain ash." peter states again.

Braeden digs her hands in, to pull out a small cylinder box with the hale pack symbol.

— October 30, Derek's Loft —

Lucy went to Derek's Bathroom to get the First-Aid kit to sew Peter's finger back on.

Lucy went to stitch Peter Hale's finger together to his hand.

"Do you have anesthetic?" Peter asked Derek who stood by the side.

"Yup," Derek says with a small smile.

"Can you at least tell me what I risked my life and digit for?" Peter ask.

"You didn't tell him?" Lucy asks looking up at Derek. He nods and sends her a smile. She sighs and returns back to stitching Peter's finger back together

"I'm going to show you." Derek grabs the box and takes the lid off. Turning it into an angle claws came out. "after the fire, that's all that's left of her.

"I can't decide it that touch it or morbid." He says examining the claws after Lucy finished stitching him up. "I guess the real question is what you plan on doing with it.

"I have to ask her something, and from what I've heard. This is the only way that's possible."

Peter looks at his hand and then back at Derek "you've got to be kidding me."

"Why do you think I sewed your finger back on?" Derek asks with a smile.

"Why not Lucy. She is an Alpha," Peter asks looking at Lucy.

Lucy flashed her eyes purple, "Part Alpha, plus I don't have experience with this." She said pointing at the claws, "And you are her blood relative, should be easier."

Derek was collecting the claws, putting them in the box in order. Peter decided to speak up, "You know there is always an element of danger in rituals like these. I'm not particularly fond of them. Unless they somehow benefit me,"

"What do you want," Derek asks while placing the claws in the box.

"I want to keep them, sentimental value," he quickly adds the last statement. Derek looks at him judging so does Lucy, "She was your mother but she was also my sister. What am I not allowed a little bit of sentiment?" Derek looks at him dropping the claw in the box again.

"Not that you are not allowed, but you did kill his sister and your sister's daughter, your niece," Lucy says.

"Well first off, I thought we were past that." Peter says raising one hand, "and second, how do you know about that?"

"Everyone has to have heard it already. Or at least figured out. It's not that hard."

"Well-" Peter was cut off by the box slamming ontop of the table in front of him. He sends Derek a smile and looks back at the box.

Derek stood behind Peter while Lucy stood in front of him, "too long," both said walking up towards him. Lucy and Derek pushed Peter's hands down while he said 'no, no, wait,' groans, and his eye glow blue.

Once it was done Peter stuck his hand on Derek's neck. They were both out. The only thing Lucy could do was wait.

After minutes they both were sweating. Peter pulled the claws out of Derek's neck and asked him, "Did you see her? What did you ask her? Did she say anything about me?" Derek turned around and looked at Peter, "Well that's not good."