Allison volunteered to pick Lydia and I up for school this morning. I sat in the backseat zoning out of the girl's conversation. My mind was racing a mile a minute. I was ecstatic that my best friend was here and safe but I couldn't shake the feeling that in the next few days a lot of bad things were going to happen.

"Scar? Scarlett!" I quickly whip my head around and make eye contact with Allison. "We're here. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, sorry. Just thinking." Allison nodded, then we opened the doors and stepped out.

As we were walking to the school entrance Allison asked Lydia, "You really don't remember anything?"

"They called it a fugue state. Which is basically a way of saying 'we have no idea why you can't remember running around the woods naked for two days'. Personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds."

I smile at my best friend's confidence, "Well, I'm glad that you're okay."

We all pause at the entrance, "You ready for this?" Allison asks.

"Please. It's not like my aunt was a serial killer." My eyes widen at Lydia's words, I quickly look at Allison and mouth "Sorry" before following Lydia through the open door.

As the heavy door falls shut behind us, the whole corridor becomes silent to stare at us. Allison awkwardly leans closer to us and whispers, "Maybe it's the nine pounds."

Lydia whips her hair around then with her head held high walks through the crowd, Allison and I by her side.

I sat next to Danny in Mr. Harris' chemistry class, Scott and Stiles were in front of us, whispering as always. As I'm copying the notes that Harris is writing on the board Stiles leans back to ask Danny and I a question.

"Do either of you know where Jackson is?"

"I saw him heading to the Principal's office with your dad." I reply.

"What? Why?"

"Maybe because he lives right across the street from Isaac." Danny replies.

Danny's attention goes back to the board once Stiles turns around but I continue to focus on Scott and Stiles wondering why they are curious about Jackson's whereabouts.

"Okay, everyone please turn to page-" Harris gets cut off as a crumpled up paper hits him on the back of the head. He turns around, glaring at the class, "Who the hell did that?"

Scott and Stiles point to each other, "Both of you go to the Principal's office, Now!" I watch as they gather their bags and rush out the door. The minute the door is closed, I make a rash decision.

I quickly stand up and rush after the two boys, "Miss McCall!"

"Sorry, I need to pee!" I cringe at my lame and embarrassing excuse as I swing the door open and rush out before Harris can say anything else.

I catch up with the two boys before we reach the office. "Hey! What the hell is going on?"

Scott and Stiles jump at the sound of my voice, "Why are you-" I cut Scott off before he can finish.

"It doesn't matter. Just tell me what's going on."

Scott sighs but answers, "Isaac's dad was found dead. They think he was murdered. And Isaac is a werewolf."

My mouth forms in 'o' as I take in the information.

We quickly make it to the office and wait outside for the conversation between the Sheriff and Jackson to be over.

Scott listens in and quietly tells us what's happening. "Jackson knew that Isaac's dad was abusing him. "

I instantly frown hearing this, poor Isaac. I never really talked to him but he always seemed so sweet. He didn't deserve that.

"Isaac and his dad were arguing the night he was murdered." Scott continues.

He straightens up when the conversation ends. Stiles quickly grabs a magazine and holds it up in front of his face, unsuccessfully hiding from his father.

"Hey there, Scott. Scarlett." Sheriff Stilinski greets my brother and I.

We both smile and wave, watching as he walks away. I was about to follow after him, since I technically wasn't supposed to be there but before I could move a voice stopped me, "Boys. Miss."

My head turns towards the voice, Allison's grandfather; I hover above the chair, halfway out of my seat. "I thought it was only the boys that got sent down. But if you're skipping class I should probably talk to you too. Why don't you wait out here?"

I awkwardly smile and sit back down as Scott and Stiles stand up to go into his office.

About ten minutes later, the door opens back up and Scott and Stiles exit. "He said you can go in." Stiles says. Then he whispers, "good luck."

I stand and move to enter Gerard's office, "Please shut the door."

I do as he says then suck in a breath as I sit down in front of his desk. "What's your name?"

"Scarlett McCall." I quietly answer.

"Scott's your brother? And you're friends with my granddaughter Allison, if I remember correctly."

"Yeah," I nod quickly. Just wishing this conversation would be over.

"So, Scarlett. Why were you skipping class?" He asks this as he's digging through files. He finally pulls one out and before I can answer he continues, "You have good grades. Never really get into trouble. Why start now?"

"I was worried about my brother. I wanted to know what was going on."

"You're protective of him?"

I shrug, "I guess. I mean, he's my twin. I would do anything for him."

"I don't want to be the enemy, Miss McCall. And since you don't get in much trouble, I'll let you off with a warning. But I don't want to see you skipping class again."

"I won't. Thank you, Principle Argent." I stand up and quickly walk out the door before he can change his mind.

After I quickly left his office I checked the time realizing that there was only about 10 minutes left of class. So rather than spending that time in Chemistry I decided to wander around the school until the next period.

After school I went to Lydia's so we could work on homework together. "So tell me, how are you really feeling after everything?" I asked as we lay on her bed, a bowl of fruit between us.

Lydia hums before answering, "I don't know. I'm glad that I'm back and that you and Allison are still treating me the same. It just feels like everyone else thinks I'm some freak."

"You're Lydia Martin. Don't let other people's unimportant opinions bother you. The people who really care about you know that you're amazing and that you're just going through a lot right now."

Lydia lightly smiles at me, showing her vulnerable side that she only ever shares with me. We both turn back to our homework, but not even a minute later the strawberry blonde speaks once more, "I talked to Jackson today."

"Yeah?" I ask, "What about?"

"I just wanted to thank him. The doctors said if it wasn't for him finding me and carrying me back I would have died that night."

I nod, "What did he say?"

Lydia scoffed, "He's an ass. I just- I still love him and I hate that I do."

I bite my lip, "I know that feeling." Lydia turns her head at my words. Both of us study the others face trying to read our emotions, "But hey, we'll always have each other. And with you by my side, I know I can get through anything."

Lydia's smile grows as she lightly shoves my shoulder, a laugh falling through her lips, "Damn right, Scar."

"Hey, Stiles just picked me up. Do you know what's going on?" I asked Allison as I put her on speaker so Stiles could hear.

"They were asking me all these questions about Lydia and how she was bitten by Peter. And then they sent this guy out," Stiles quickly interrupts her.

"What guy?"

"He was dressed as a Sheriff's Deputy."

"They're sending him to the station for Isaac." I say more to Stiles then Allison.

"He was also carrying this box and there was something on it. Like a carving."

"Do you know what the carving was?"

"Hold on. It's in one of the books. I'm taking a picture."

I look at my phone waiting for the picture to load, Stiles keeps glancing down to see the picture too, "Wolfsbane." We say together.

"What does it mean?" Allison asks, not understanding.

"It means they're going to kill him." Stiles sighs as I sink back into the passenger seat.

We hang up with Allison, she has a plan to hopefully slow down the hunter. As she does this, we quickly head to Isaac's to pick up Derek.

Now in the backseat of the jeep, I eagerly wait for Allison to call me. Phone in hand, the loud ringtone makes me jump. I quickly answer with shaking hands, once again putting her on speaker, "Did you slow him down?"

"You could say that."

"Okay, we're headed to the station."

"Where's Scott?"

"Isaac's."

"Does he have a plan?"

I exchange a look with Stiles before I can decide what to say he answers, "Yeah. But not a very good one. And unfortunately, we don't have time to come up with anything better." Once again we hang up with the young hunter.

Finally approaching the police station, Derek, Stiles and I look through the windshield forming a plan. "The keys to every cell are in a password-protected lock box in my father's office." Stiles explains.

"How are you getting in the lock box?" Derek asks.

"My father's got two passwords. My birthday and my mom's birthday. The problem is getting past the front desk."

"I'll distract her." Derek nods.

Not liking this idea Stiles starts to protest, "Woah, woah, you? You can't go in there."

"I was exonerated."

"You're still a person of interest."

"An innocent person."

"You? Yeah, right." I instantly punched Stiles' arm. He glares at me before bringing his attention once more to the Alpha who starts talking again.

"You're not getting in there without me."

"Okay. What's your plan?"

"To distract her." Derek says once more.

"How? By punching her in the face?" I roll my eyes at Stiles. This is taking too long.

"By talking to her."

"Oh, obviously. Because when I think of diverting conversation or stimulating banter I think of Derek Hale."

Derek glares at him. "At least give me a sample. What are you going to open with?" Derek stays silent and continues to glare.

Before Stiles can continue his rant I interrupt, "He's obviously going to flirt with her."

Both guys turn to look at me, Derek with raised eyebrows and Stiles with a puzzled look. "What?" I turn my attention to Derek, "You're an attractive guy, it will work. Now can we go? We're wasting time."

Derek makes his way into the station first to distract the deputy. Stiles and I inch our way past the front desk as quickly and quietly as possible. Once we make it into his dad's office Stiles punches in the password to open the lock box.

"The keys are gone."

"What?" I turn, confused.

"The keys. They're not here." I rush to Stiles side to look into the lock box, seeing that it is empty. We make our way out to the hall, Stiles points toward the left, "You go that way, I'll go the other. Meet back here in 10 minutes."

I nod and we take off. I quietly make my way through the seemingly empty halls of the station, trying to find Sheriff Stilinski. I turn a corner and crash into a strong chest, "Sorry!" I squeak, glancing up to see Derek. "Oh, it's just you."

"Where's Stiles?"

"The keys were gone. We split up to find his dad, or whoever took the keys." I started walking back the way I came so we could find Stiles. Just as we pass the Sheriff's office, the fire alarm starts blaring. Derek and I share a look then rush to find Stiles.

Derek leads the way using his heightened werewolf sense to pinpoint exactly where he is. As we turn the corner, Derek lightly pushes me behind him, "Stay here."

Of course I don't listen, I slowly make my way into the room to see Stiles cowering on the floor and a deputy knocked out. Derek howls at Isaac, effectively making the teenager change back into a normal boy.

I look on in amazement as Stiles asks, "How'd you do that?"

"I'm the Alpha."