It's The Same Wherever You Go

Chapter Twenty-Four

Pack Growth

After hearing the horrible things that Jaydra went through at the hand of her father, Derek planned a special night for the two of them, since it was the first time in a while that everyone in Beacon Hills had some breathing room.

Jaydra grins as she turns off the engine of her car in front of Derek's loft building, her excitement building up for their first official date. Since it was a simple one, Jaydra opts to wear a comfy, yet still cute, shirt and some fitting jeans.

But before stepping out her car, Jaydra pulls down her sun visor, looking at her makeup in the mirror.

It was a simple makeup design. Her eyes were done in a purple eyeshadow color, really making her green eyes pop vibrantly. Which she remembers Peter commenting that Derek loved her eyes.

Around her eyes, her horrible attempt at a cat eye shown it's ugly head. The lines weren't straight, but after trying hundreds of times, she finally got the result she was hoping for.

Then for the final touch, her lips were done in a thin coat of lip gloss, making them shine in the light.

After her inspection of her face was complete, Jaydra closes the visor and takes a deep breath before opening the car door, and entering the apartment complex. Running up the stairs, Jaydra knocks on the large sliding door of Derek's loft.

"It's open!" Derek calls out.

Jaydra opens the door, and the smell of meat cooking hits her nose, making her taste buds water at the scent.

"Okay, I know it's seriously too early in the relationship to transfer 'I love you's'," Jaydra comments, walking over to see what the Alpha was cooking. "But if you're seriously making steaks right now, I will jump to it."

Derek laughs and looks over at her. "Don't be too quick to judge. I'm not the best cook in the world, you know."

Jaydra playfully swats his shoulder as she walks over to the table, sitting down. "I can hardly touch a stove before it bursts into flames, so you're doing amazing right now."

Raising an eyebrow, the dark haired Alpha glances back at her. "Remind me not to ever let you touch my stove."

Jaydra laughs and waves her hand. "Duly noted." She glances back up at the Alpha, licking her lips as she finally comments what's been on her mind earlier in the day. "Is this a good idea? To focus more on a date than Dean's deal . . .?" When silence answers her, Jaydra begins to ramble. "Because I feel like I'm not doing enough, like I don't constantly think about it, or I'm letting him down . . ."

"Would Dean be wanting you to worry about it?" Derek interrupts, his eyes flashing red as he looks at Jaydra.

Scoffing, Jaydra shoves her hands into her pockets. "He'd tell me to shove off and not worry about it."

"Then don't," Derek agrees. "Now, if there's one thing I know about you Winchesters, it's that you'll do everything you can to help others. Dean will be fine."

Jaydra can't stop the smile that passes over her face, her nervous mind settling by Derek's words.

When the steaks were finally done, Derek walks over with two plates and lays Jaydra's in front of the hunter. At the wide grin Jaydra sports, the Alpha inside him practically growls in contentment at providing for his pack, especially Jaydra.

"Okay, for date standers, this is an instant ten," Jaydra says, moaning at the taste of the steak.

Derek just laughs. "This isn't even the highlight of the date," the Alpha smirks, making the teenager's green eyes lock with his greenish-brown. "That's right, I planned a full night for us."

"It's not going to be overly sick and cute is it?" Jaydra asks, raising an eyebrow.

Laughing slightly, which makes Jaydra's body shiver at the deep tone, Derek looks at her. "No. But I think you'll love it."

Raising an eyebrow, Jaydra thinks back to what she loves that Derek could incorporate into a date.

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When they finished eating, Derek stands up and pulls a blindfold out from his pocket and shows it to the hunter, who smirks coyly.

"Okay, I'm into a bit of kinky bondage, but isn't this a bit early in our relationship?" Jaydra teases. "I mean this IS our first date."

Ignoring the blush that goes across his features, Derek walks over and places the blindfold over Jaydra's eyes, listening to her heartbeat for any sign of distress.

"I like your eyes too much to blindfold in the bedroom," he growls into her ear, making the blush dance across his date's face. "This is to add to the surprise. Now, I'm going to lead you to the car, okay?"

Jaydra nods and stands up, grabbing a hold of Derek's arm. She suddenly knew how Matt Murdock felt in the early years of his blind life.

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As she feels the car coming to a smooth stop, Jaydra listens as Derek switches off the engine and move in his seat.

"All right, you can take off your blindfold," Derek says, a small smile in his voice.

Reaching up, Jaydra pulls off the black material, looking around the Camero. Blinking slightly, she looks out her window, only to see the large words "Paint Wars" shining back at her.

"No . . . Way . . ." Jaydra says softly, stepping out of the car. A large grin comes across her face as she squeals at the thought of playing paintball with Derek. "How'd you know?!"

Derek just chuckles. "It was just a guess. You're not the type to be all over going ice skating."

Jaydra glances back at him and grins widely. "You're going down, Alpha."

"We'll see about that, Mama Wolf," Derek smirks, clearly hearing her conversation with Isaac a few nights before.

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By the end of the night, both Jaydra and Derek's armor were covered in paint. But all in all, Jaydra won. No question.

The Alpha, even though he was more powerful than her, he couldn't hold a candle to handling to Jaydra. That and Derek hated guns, which he admits to her before they began battling each other.

But in the singles, Jaydra easily defeats the Alpha with a score two-to-three.

In the war? Jaydra and Derek combine to destroy every couple team, completely dominating everyone.

Walking outside the building, Jaydra couldn't keep the smile off her face. "Oh my god! That was so much fun!"

"I can tell," Derek says, rubbing a sore spot on his chest where Jaydra nailed him multiple times. "You did pretty well."

"Pretty well?" the hunter asks, smirking. "I served your werewolf ass on a platter!"

Shaking his head, Derek opens the door for Jaydra, who climbs into the passenger seat.

The drive back to the loft was full of laughter and teasing from both parties, mostly about how poorly Derek handled a gun.

"I know you hate them, but thanks for tonight," Jaydra says seriously, bringing Derek's hand up to her mouth. She kisses his knuckles softly.

"Mostly it comes from being shot at," the Alpha confesses, glancing at her. "But it was fun."

They pull into the parking lot of Derek's loft, both of them sad that tonight's date was ending.

"See you tomorrow?" Jaydra asks, biting her lip.

Derek just smiles and kisses her forehead. "Yeah. Now, head on home."

Waving to her Alpha, Jaydra gets into her Nissan Skyline and drives back to the Stilinski home, her heart, and mind, on cloud nine.

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Jaydra rubs her neck as she walks into the gymnasium for her Physical Education class, only to nearly squeal in happiness. In the middle of the gym stands a large rock wall. As if last night's date wasn't enough, another favorite activity of her's was appearing.

"Oh I must be in Heaven," she mutters, walking over to the group that was gathering around the coach.

"All right!" Finstock calls out, looking over his class. "As per the school criteria, you kids are to scale this rock wall and climb back down. And our first lucky contestants are . . . McCall and Allison Argent! Get your butts on the rock."

Bouncing back and forth on her feet, Jaydra eagerly awaits her turn. Which was closer than she thought.

Towards the top of the rock wall, Scott and Allison clearly were flirting and teasing each other. Which results in Allison "accidently" knocking Scott's foot out from under him and causing the beta to fall back down to the mat. But before his collision with the mat happens, the safety latch on the harness makes Scott stop about a foot off the ground, before releasing him onto the mat. Much to the amusement of his class.

"McCall, I don't know why, but your pain gives me a special kind of joy," Coach Finstock says, a grin on his face. "Alright . . . The next two are Winchester and Whittmore!"

Jaydra walks up to the wall and straps herself into the harness as Sir Jackass does the same thing beside her.

"Ready to lose, Winchester?" Jackson asks, smirking. "You may be a hunter, but I doubt you can scale this as quickly as me."

"Don't be too sure," Jaydra says, jumping onto the wall as Finstock blows his whistle.

The rock wall was no trouble since none of the rocks were missing in the slots, thus one of the easiest climbs ever. Even though the two were neck-and-neck in the climb up, Jaydra makes a quick calculation and actually jumps a few feet up on her climbing, before scaling back down the wall.

"Not bad, Winchester!" Finstock calls out. "You've done this type of thing before, haven't you?"

Jaydra rubs the back of her neck. "My dad took my brothers and me hunting in some rough terrain, so yeah, I've done some actual rock climbing in my life."

Nodding, Finstock looks back over the group, picking the next vict- er, students.

"Stilinski and Erica, let's go!"

Erica was a year younger than Jaydra, with thick, curly, blonde hair that comes down past her shoulders and grayish eyes. And those eyes hold terror as she straps in to climb the wall.

Swallowing her clear fear, Erica climbs up the wall with Stiles, only to freeze a little bit up the wall, and begins to hyperventilate.

"Erica . . .?" Finstock calls out. "Dizzy? Is it vertigo?"

"Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear," Lydia clarifies for the coach. "She's just freaking out."

"Erica," Finstock calls out again, getting the girls attention.

"I-I'm fine . . ." Erica calls out, trying to climb up another step, only for her breathing to become even more erratic.

"Coach, maybe it's not safe," Allison says. "You know she's epileptic."

At hearing this piece of information, Jaydra runs to the wall and scales up the thing with no safety harness,much to the panic of the coach. But, Jaydra ignores Finstock as she gets eye level with Erica.

"Hey, Erica," Jaydra starts, making the teenager look over at her. "Focus on me, okay? I'm going to help you get down."

Erica's eyes, full of terror, locks onto Jaydra's green ones. "O-Okay . . ."

Smiling brightly, Jaydra releases one hand from the wall and places it on Erica's shoulder. "That's it. Now, one foot at a time we're going to scale down."

The two girls make it back down to the mat, much to the happiness of the coach.

"Nice work, Winchester," he says, before looking at Erica.

Jaydra wraps an arm around Erica's shoulders and walks towards the locker room. But as the two begin to filter through the group of students, Jaydra hears the laugh snickering and mocking towards Erica. And the hunter was not having it.

Turning sharply and facing the group, she snarls, "THE NEXT PERSON I HEAR LAUGHING WILL GET THEIR ASSES KICKED! HEAR ME?!"

Everyone could practically hear a pin drop at the threat.

After her threat was heard, Jaydra turns back and helps Erica to the locker room. "Let's get you some water."

"You didn't have to do that . . ." Erica says softly, smiling at Jaydra.

But the teen shrugs her shoulders. "I wanted to," she grins back at Erica.

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As the team stands in the locker room, Coach Finstock decides to make an announcement about the fugitive Isaac Lahey.

"Listen up . . . Anybody sees Isaac Lahey, you immediately tell the principal," Finstock orders, looking around the room. "Get a teacher, or you call me . . . Except for you, Greenberg. Don't call me for anything."

Ignoring the rest of the conversation, Jaydra shoves her jacket into the locker as Scott looks over at her and Stiles.

"Isaac . . .?"

"He's Derek's problem now," Stiles comments, shutting his locker.

"Um . . . So tonight may not be a good night . . ." Scott says to his best friend Stiles, rubbing the back of his neck.

Immediately turning to look at the young werewolf, Stiles starts to glare. "What do you mean tonight's not a good idea?"

Scott rubs his arm as he turns and leans against the lockers. "I don't know . . . That thing we saw the other night, Isaac missing, Allison's grandfather . . . All this stuff with Derek . . . It just doesn't feel right," he says.

"Wait, what thing you saw last night?" Jaydra interrupts, looking up at Scott.

"Oh yeah . . . You were on a date with Derek and didn't hear," Stiles teases, glancing at Jaydra. "Apparently Scott and Allison saw what killed Isaac's dad, and it's not a werewolf."

"More reptilian," Scott says before his head snaps up towards the gym.

Jaydra turns to open her mouth to ask the young werewolf something, but the question evaporates in her mouth as she takes off after Scott, who ran into the gym.

The sight of Erica falling off the rock wall into Scott's arms, her body shaking violently was enough to make anyone freeze, but Jaydra's first aide training kicks in. First aide training that she forces herself to take to keep people alive on hunts.

She runs and slides beside Scott, motioning her to lay Erica on her side. And as Scott does what she commands, Jaydra whips around, pointing her finger at Finstock.

"Get an ambulance here!" she tells him. "Teenage girl, seizure occurring, with a history of epilepsy."

Finstock fiddles with his phone, finally able to call nine-one-one.

"Put her on her side," Allison says, furthering helping Scott lay Erica on her side.

Jaydra crawls back over, looking over the blonde haired teen, watching her body twitch and shake madly. And nothing moves her from her spot until the sound of ambulance sirens hits her ear, and an EMT forces her to move.

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After the stressful day at School, Jaydra opts to go for a run around Beacon Hills. At least that's what she tells herself because she's NOT going to the hospital and hovering over Erica.

Nope. Not going to the hospital.

That's what she tells herself, even though her feet begin to run in the direction of the hospital.

But the lovely sound of Derek Hale's text chime snaps Jaydra out of her battle of mind and body.

Reaching into her pocket, Jaydra pulls out her cellular device and opens Derek's text, only to be thrown for a complete loop.

[Do you know Erica? Thick blonde hair, curly?] the text message reads.

"Yeah," Jaydra says as her fingers click the buttons. "She goes to my school. Why?"

As if sensing Derek's smirk, Jaydra's green eyes read the words, [I'm at the hospital and I'm hearing the brave telling of a Jaydra Winchester for saving her at school.]

Jaydra's face burns red as she reads the words. "It . . . It was nothing," she finally replies.

[Not the way I'm hearing it,] Derek teases.

"What are you even doing at the hospital?" Jaydra questions, changing the subject. "Recruiting for the pack?"

Derek's response took a little while before finally coming through. [How'd you know? But really, think you can swing by? I want you here for this one.]

Jaydra smiles as she looks at her Alpha's text. "I'll be there soon," she replies. "Just left the school and taking a nice walk. See you soon."

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Jaydra walks into the hospital, easily sneaking past security to get to the small room that Derek moved Erica in a few moments prior to the hunter's arrival.

Walking down the hallway, the sandy blonde hair hunter notices her Alpha leaning against a door.

"She's inside," he says, pushing himself away from the door frame. "She's scared and nervous, and still wanting to talk to you."

"Really?" Jaydra asks, her surprise showing on her features.

Derek nods and opens the door, allowing Jaydra inside.

"It's you!" Erica gasps as Jaydra walks into the room, a small smile on her face.

Erica sat on a mobile hospital bed, the gown hanging off her slim figure. Her eyes look darker than they did earlier in the day, and her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail.

Jaydra walks over and sits beside the teenager. "Yeah, it's me. I wanted to come by and see how you're holding up."

"Much better since you helped me . . ." Erica confesses, running a hand through her hair. "It's funny . . . You're always the first one to help me."

"I am?" the hunter stutters, blushing lightly out of surprise. "D-Don't take it the wrong way thought, but what do you mean?"

Erica cocks her head to the side in confusion, like a young puppy. "You don't remember?"

Jaydra groans and clasps her palms together in a praying manner, bowing her head slightly. "Don't take offense to it . . . I have a horrible track record of what I call helping others . . ." Jaydra tries to explain. "Like today was helping you, but I don't recall doing anything like that in the past!"

Erica smiles at Jaydra, before tossing her head back and laughing, really laughing. "It wasn't anything like today," Erica says, waving her hand. But soon it was all clear to the hunter. "A month or two ago, we were in the hallway at school and these two guys were commenting about how I was a nobody . . . And then you just walk over to me and invited me to your house to hang out."

As the memory floods into the teenager's mind, she snaps her fingers and grins widely. "Oh yeah! But you turned me down, but I kept pestering you about it, and you said you'd think about it!"

Erica nods. "I always think about it when I feel like I have no friends," she admits softly. "At least you want to be friends, Jaydra . . ."

Jaydra nods and reaches out to pull Erica into a small hug, tensing up slightly as she hears the door opening.

As heavy footsteps walk into the room, Jaydra's shoulders begin to relax, and then Derek's voice makes its beautiful sound known.

"Side effects may include anxiety, waking, acne, ulcerative colitis . . ." the Alpha says, reading off a pill bottle of Erica's medicine. "Yeesh . . ."

"Who are you?" Erica asks, noticing that Jaydra wasn't freaking out about the stranger, so maybe she knows him?

"Let's just say we have a mutual friend," Derek says, patting Jaydra's shoulder, before leaning down to kiss her cheek. As Derek stands back up, his claws extend and lightly drag across the hunters lower back.

Jaydra shivers madly at the touch, her green eyes glancing up to meet Derek's teasing ones until they grow serious as they make contact with Erica.

"You get a warning right before a seizure, don't you?" he asks.

"I-It's called an aura . . ." Erica stutters, intimidated by Derek's nature. "It's like a metallic taste in my mouth."

Giving Erica a soft smile, Derek shakes his head. "You don't have to lie, Erica. What's it really taste like?"

"Blood," the curly haired teen finally admits, hating how weak she sounds.

"What if I told you that all of this could go away?" Derek offers, making Erica's head snap up at the chance of being normal. "The side effects, the symptoms, all of it . . . Gone." Derek grins as he steps closer to Erica. "And not only go away, but everything else got better."

"H-How?" the girl asks, her voice shaking from fear.

Derek just grins, even more, his eyes changing red. "Let me show you . . ."

"Wait!" Jaydra says loudly, making the two look over at the hunter. "Before you do it . . . She has to know the dangers . . ."

"I don't care about them!" Erica says quickly, her eyes filling with desperation. "I want to be normal!"

"I know . . ." Jaydra says, sitting beside her. "But you have to know that there's a lot of risks with it . . . There will be some people out there who will want to hurt you . . . hunt you."

Erica looks down at the piece of information, biting her lip. As she was deciding, her gray eyes look up at Jaydra. "Did you take it? This offer?"

Jaydra shakes her head, but what Derek says next surprises her.

"No, she didn't. But she's been offered before, and the offer still stands with her," he says, looking back at Jaydra. Green eyes met greenish-brown, their gaze holding. "And the offer always will."

"Will you ever take it?" Erica asks, adding more to the tension.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Jaydra looks back at Derek. "Maybe . . . When the time is right . . ."

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The following day, after Derek gave Erica the bite, Jaydra sits in the cafeteria, staring at the plate filled with what the school calls "Lunch".

"Are you sure you're okay with the fact we made the date plan with Allison and Lydia in front of you?" Scott asks as Stiles comes walking over to the table, waving the keys he got from Boyd.

"Scott," Jaydra starts, chuckling to herself. "Seriously, it's okay. Besides, the ice skating date isn't my cup of tea. Way too cold."

"Cause see, she likes the more . . . adventurous type of dates," Stiles says, smirking as he sits beside his roommate. "Like paintball! And you said you'd go with me . . . but noooooooo, you had to go with your boyfriend."

"You will not let that go, will you?" Jaydra teases, looking back at the buzzcut teenager. "It's not my fault that Derek surprised me with a paintball war date!"

"You two went paintballing for your first date?" Scott asks, a laugh in the back of his throat.

"Yep," Jaydra says, biting into her pizza. "And I kicked the Alpha's ass."

Stiles shakes his head and looks back at his best friend. "All right, so, what I'm thinking is . . . Scott?" he asks when he notices Scott isn't paying attention, but focusing on the doors behind him.

Stiles and Jaydra turn to look at what caught the chocolate brown eyed werewolf's attention, only to have their eyes widen at the sight.

Erica walks into the cafeteria in a full transformation from yesterday, surprising everyone.

Well . . . Almost everyone since Jaydra may have helped Erica get her makeup ready this morning . . .

Erica wore a black leather type jacket covering a low cut top, and then her pants were hip hugging, showing every curve in her body. Her curly blonde hair was full of life and volume.

"What . . . The holy hell . . . is that?" Lydia asks, walking over to the trio's table.

"Erica . . ." Scott says softly, not believing what he was seeing.

As everyone stares at the new Erica, Jaydra, stealthily, gets up from the table and exits the cafeteria, meeting up with Erica when she completes her transforming reveal to the school.

"Looking good," the short, sandy blonde, haired girl says leaning against the lockers, waiting for Erica.

Erica's gray eyes shine as she walks over and links her arm with Jaydra's, the two walking down the hallway and towards the front doors of the school. "I'm feeling good," she says. "Thanks for the makeup tips, by the way."

Rolling her green eyes, Jaydra waves her hand. "Please, you do it better than I do," she says. "I just told you to frame your face and then you just killed it. I just go simple."

Erica's eyes glance over the hunter's face. "I can't even tell you're wearing any . . ."

"Because I'm only wearing some eyeliner and a light shade of lipstick," Jaydra explains, feeling Erica's werewolf eyes scan her eyes and lips. "I don't do much makeup since hunting can make you sweat that shit off quick."

Erica tosses her head back and laughs loudly before the sound of a car engine revving outside the school reaches her ears. "Derek's waiting outside."

"Oh, I know. He's sending a message to Scott," Jaydra says, smirking.

Raising an eyebrow, Erica challenges Jaydra a bit. "You're walking with me to see him, aren't you?"

A blush goes across Jaydra's face, rubbing the back of her neck. "Is it that obvious?"

The two share another laugh, and a hug, as they pass through the doors, spotting the Alpha's black Camero outside.

Just as Erica leaves, going to get into the passenger side of the car, Scott and Stiles burst through the school's doors.

The young, male, beta turns to look at his friend, before glancing over at the Alpha, his anger slowly rising. As Derek drives off, Scott turns to fully face Jaydra, his eyes dark. "Jay . . ."

Jaydra doesn't even look at the beta, focusing on the tree line instead. "What?"

"Derek can't keep doi-" Scott's statement was cut off by Jaydra snapping at him.

"Look at her, Scott. Does she seem like the sick girl she was yesterday?" Jaydra demands. "No, and once again, I agree with Derek on his decision. I was even there when he turned her."

"WHAT?!" Stiles screams out, his eyes wide.

"I was there to tell her the dangers myself, but the girl still wanted the bite. But do you know what she wants the most in the world, Scott?" Jaydra asks as the brown haired werewolf shakes his head. "To be fucking normal, something that I can relate to, if you can believe it." Jaydra storms past the werewolf and his best friend. "Now, I have a Chemistry class I need to attend." And with that, Jaydra walks into Beacon Hills High School.

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After the school day's over, Jaydra drives to Beacon Shots to work her shift. But throughout said shift, the hunter receives cute pictures from Allison of her and Lydia's date with Scott and Stiles.

But what really startles Jaydra is during her break, she receives a call from Stiles.

"What can cause a person to hallucinate?" he immediately asks as Jaydra answers her phone.

"What kind of date are you four on?" Jaydra retorts, leaning against the break room.

"We were ice skating and Lydia suddenly started to scream, like something really freaked her out," Stiles explains. "When she calmed down she told us that she saw a flower growing in the middle of the ice and then someone under the ice, and it terrified her.

Jaydra bites the inside of her cheek, her mind trying to come up with a solution. "Did she says what kind of flower she saw?"

Stiles takes in a deep breath before answering. "Wolfsbane . . ."

"I'll look into it, Stiles," Jaydra promises, hanging up the phone, only to open the contacts and scrolling down to the S section. Her finger finds the contact she needs, calling the number.

"This is special agent Morris," the voice on the other side of the phone says after two rings.

"Really Bobby?" Jaydra teases into the receiver. "Morris is the best you can do?"

Bobby Singer takes a moment to place her voice before he laughs. "You damn idjit."

Jaydra grins at the term of endearment from the older hunter.

"How you doing kid?" he asks.

"I'm doing good," Jaydra admits. "Just taking a quick break from my shift at a hunting store."

"Well . . . Isn't that ironic?" Bobby asks before growing a bit more serious. "Now, you idjits don't usually call unless you have questions for me."

"Can you look up all the things wolfsbane is used for?" Jaydra asks, worrying her lip with her teeth. "Other than being a toxin for werewolves."

"That wolf friend of yours causing issues?" Bobby asks, his tone deathly serious.

"Nothing like that," the teenager laughs. "The Alpha is over and done with, but we have a friend that was scratched by the old Alpha and she didn't turn."

"That's not good Jay," Bobby comments.

"It's been over a week," Jaydra clarifies. "And she's passed all of the tests I could perform. She's human."

"Or the real powers she has haven't revealed themselves yet," the older hunter warns. \

Ignoring the warning Bobby was giving her, Jaydra continues, "Anyway, she keeps seeing wolfbane flowers, and she may be seeing images of the Alpha that attacked her."

A low hum rings out on Bobby's side of the line, a noise usually made when he doesn't know the answer. "I'll look around and see what I can stir up. But stay on your toes, especially with them Argents living near you."

A large smile passes over Jaydra's face. "Chris is pretty tame, it's Gerard I'm watching out for."

"That asshole's there?" Bobby growls out, knowing exactly what kind of person Gerard is. "I have half a mind to drive out there and deliver an ass-kicking myself . . ."

"You're welcome anytime, Singer," Jaydra says, her green eyes glancing up at the clock. "Well, my break's over, so I need to head to work, but call me whenever you got something."

And considering it was Robert Singer, Jaydra was hoping to hear back within the next few days.

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The next day comes around and still no call from Bobby, but that's not the important thing right now.

Right then during lunch, Jaydra notices an empty table close to the back of the cafeteria. Boyd's table. Boyd was a built, black boy that worked at the ice rink, and apparently didn't have many, or any, friends.

And the hunter isn't the only one who began to notice Boyd's absence.

"Jaydra!" Scott calls out as the hunter leaves the lunch room as she finishes eating her apple. "Derek has to stop this."

"No, he doesn't," Jaydra says, looking back at her friend. "He's offering them a choice, explaining the risks, and taking care of them. He's following all the rules."

"Those rules won't mean shit when there's a wolfsbane bullet in their skulls!" Scott snarls at Jaydra, the two friends glaring at each other.

Jaydra clenches her fists, her green eyes clashing with Scott's brown. "I won't let that happen . . . They're my pack!"

"And we're not?" Scott challenges.

"You fucking moron . . ." Jaydra says, face palming slightly. "You all are part of my pack . . ."

"Wait, really?" Stiles grins widely at being included.

"You two were the first additions," Jaydra continues. "Followed by Derek, Lydia, Allison . . . And now I have Isaac, Erica, and possibly Boyd." As Scott continues to stare at the hunter, she keeps going, trying to reason instead of yelling at each other. "Once they're bitten we can't change them back, Scott, so you need to learn to accept it. . ."

"I'm with Jaydra on this one," Stiles voices, standing between the two friends. "Boyd isn't totally your responsibility . . .

"They all are . . ." Scott says, rubbing his forehead.

Knowing that he's not going to change Scott's mind, Stiles holds up his hands. "All right, I'm with you . . . And I also got to say, this new-found heroism is making me very attracted to you."

That's all it took to make Scott and Jaydra lose their composure and the two begin to laugh loudly at Stiles, the tension between them dissipating.

"Shut up!" Scott laughs.

"No, seriously!" Stiles grins, trying to keep the happiness there. "Do you want to try making out for a second? Just to see how it feels?"

"And a new ship has sailed!" Jaydra laughs, looking at her two best friends.

Yeah, she and Scott butt heads more often than not, but she would never want to lose the beta's friendship.

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As school comes to an end, Jaydra races over to ice rink after hours to beat Scott there to confront Boyd.

Walking into the building, Jaydra pulls her jacket closer.

Okay, it was Derek's, but the hunter now claims it as hers.

Walking around, Jaydra listens carefully for movement, only to hear the soft crunching of the ice under someone's shoe.

Twisting around, Jaydra comes face to face with Boyd, who glares at her.

"Leave," he orders, his dark eyes shining in the darkness of the ice rink. "The Ice Rink is closed."

"No, I didn't notice," Jaydra retorts, shoving her hands into the pockets of the leather jacket. "The rink may be closed, but the show is just about to start!"

Boyd's glare gets more intense as he takes an intimidating step closer to Jaydra. "I said leave."

"Well, ain't that too fucking bad?" Jaydra says, resting a hand on her hip. "Cause I'm not."

A deep growl comes from Boyd, who continues to stalks closer to Jaydra, who doesn't back down.

"Do you have a death wish?" he growls.

Scoffing softly, Jaydra looks up at Boyd, her green eyes shining. "Listen here, bucko, I don't give two shits about Derek giving you the bite," she says, noticing the surprise on Boyd's face appearing at the mention of Derek's name. "But you're in the pack now, and I'm the mama wolf under the Alpha, got it?"

"But . . ." Boyd stutters out, confused as hell. "But you're human!"

"And yet she can kill you easily," Derek's familiar voice rings out, walking up from behind Jaydra. As he nears her, he places his hand on her lower back. "She even steals my jackets if you haven't noticed." Leaning down to kiss Jaydra softly, the stubble of his beard scraping across her skin, making her shiver. But as he pulls away, he whispers into her ear, "Scott's here. Take a bird's eye view."

ITSWYG

Jaydra sits up in the bleachers as Scott runs in, standing on the ice, looking at Boyd.

"Boyd . . . I just want to talk," the young beta says. "Did Derek tell you everything? And I don't just mean going out of control on the full moons . . . I mean everything!"

Boyd gives Scott a bored expression, rubbing his shaved head. "He told me about the hunters."

"And that's not enough for you to say no?!" Scott calls out, throwing his arms around wildly. "Whatever you want there's other ways to get it!"

Glancing up at where Derek's standing, and even up at Jaydra, Boyd locks his dark eyes with Scott's. "I just want to not eat lunch alone every day."

"If you're looking for friends, you can do a lot better than Derek!" Scott says.

~Low blow,~ Jaydra thinks, her eyebrows raising.

"That really hurts Scott," Derek says, making his presence known to Scott. As the Alpha walks out, his two other beta's, Isaac and Erica, follow. "I mean, if you're going to review me, at least take a consensus. Erica, how's life been for you since we met?"

Erica flips her hair over her shoulder, smirking at Scott. "In a word . . . Transformative," she says, before her eyes go yellow and she roars.

"Isaac?" Derek offers, the next beta stepping up.

Shrugging his shoulders, Isaac shoves his hands in his pockets. "Well, I'm a little bummed about being a fugitive, but other than that, I'm great."

Derek smirks, his eyes going red. "And do you want to bring Jaydra in on this?" he asks, pulling out his phone.

Scott just snarls as his werewolf features take over, the same with Isaac and Erica. "This isn't exactly a fair fight," Scott says, crouching slightly.

"Then go home, Scott," Derek offers.

Chuckling to himself, Scott's eyes transform into a bright yellow, ready to fight. "I meant fair for them."

Raising an eyebrow, Jaydra watches as Scott fights Isaac and Erica, and it was then and there why Derek wanted her in the bleachers. To review their fighting skills and to see where improvements could be made with training.

"That fucking Alpha," she mutters under her breath, her green eyes narrowing on Derek.

Jaydra earns a smirk on Derek's face as he glances up at her spot, before noticing Scott standing over the two younger betas.

"Don't you get it?!" he shouts, even looking up at Boyd. "He's not doing this for you! He's just adding to his own power!"

"True . . ." Jaydra says, listening on to Scott's speech.

"It's all about him. He makes you feel like he's giving you some kind of gift when all he's done is turn you into a bunch of guard dogs!" Scott flails his arms as he looks up and snarls at Derek.

"It's true," Derek says, walking towards Scott, who moves into a defensive stance. As he walks closer, the Alpha's eyes glow and his canines, fangs, and werewolf form all surface.

But the outcome of the battle was known way before it even started, and Jaydra has to look away as Scott uselessly attacks Derek, who scratches at the first beta, who coughs up some blood. But he never throws a finishing blow, instead, he gathers Isaac and Erica, turning to leave.

Boyd moves from his spot where he watched the battle, looking at Scott and then Derek.

"Don't . . ." Scott pants. "You don't want to be like them . . ."

"You're right," Boyd says, lifting up his shirt and showing a recent bite on his side. "I want to be like you."

As Derek's pack walks out, Jaydra stands and follows them outside, and the second she sees everyone standing there, she points to the young betas. "You two got your fucking asses HANDED to you in there . . . You need a lot of work when it comes to formations and strategy . . ."

"Well . . . Give us some credit!" Erica says. "We're still getting used to this stuff!"

Jaydra crosses her arms. "Do you think other hunters will give you a pass just because you're young? Hell no."

Slumping over slightly, Isaac rubs his face. "When does hell camp start for training?"

"Soon," Jaydra grins. "But don't worry, you'll do wonderfully. You have two teachers that will kick your ass into pack material!"

"I should have read the fine print before signing up for this shit . . ." Boyd teases, looking at Jaydra.

"Well, I'm out," Jaydra says, holding up her hand and waving at the pack. "I'll see you three for training soon~ Have fun, Derek~"

Jaydra laughs as Derek makes an audible groan, teasing the betas again.

Getting into her car, Jaydra revs the engine and returns to the Stilinski home, her brain ready to shut down after the hell week she's had.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey, guys, I meant to do this in my last chapter but I forgot to put it in . . .

Anyway, a few weeks ago, someone PMed me about a really cool idea to include in the story, and I love the idea and may very well do it. But I decided I wanted to see if anyone else had any ideas about what should happen in future chapters.

Send them in!

And also, if you have headcanons for certain characters, send those in as well! And I may incorporate them in!