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"Are they alive?"

"She is. She's a healer, she should be fine. Him? Barely."

"He's definitely getting weaker, that's for sure."

"They're coming."

"Grab those clamps from your bike. We gotta get them out of here fast."

With a pained moan, Delilah's green eyes fluttered open. Everything was looking a little hazy. What happened? Where were they? How did they get here? She wasn't feeling any pain so that was a relief. If anything, she just felt tired. Delilah had to stay alert though judging by the two voices coming from above her.

Her vision was becoming clearer so she was able to make out the two figures. A man and a woman to be exact. He was very muscular like Derek. But his arms were covered in tattoos and he had a full but well-trimmed beard. He looked like a rockstar. And of course the woman was gorgeous too with beautiful brown skin and a leather jacket to make her look like a badass. Like Anabelle is.

"Who-"

"Delilah, you need to be quiet," the woman hushed her, "We don't have much time."

The hybrid furrowed her eyebrows. "How do you- who are you?"

"We're friends of Derek and Anabelle," the man said as he came back from his motorcycle. He was holding two clamps in his hands and passed them off to the woman. "Can you sit up?"

"Yeah," Delilah nodded, pushing herself up. She crawled over to Isaac, lying unconscious. He was still alive, thank god. She pushed his hair back. "Is he okay?"

"Not really." The man nodded his head towards the beta. "You might wanna hold his hand."

Doing as she was told, Delilah held onto Isaac's hand as the woman rubbed the clamps together. She pressed them against his chest, shocking him. Isaac roared out at the intrusion of being electrocuted and his eyes flashed golden-yellow. His claws dug into Delilah's hand, making her wince. But the pain was nothing. Just as long as Isaac was okay.

"Quiet," the woman said again, shocking him some more.

When he finally came to, she and Delilah helped Isaac stand and guided him towards the motorcycles, the man leading them all. He was still very weak and he kept wanting to collapse. But his love was right there to motivate him to keep going. Delilah might not remember what had happened, but she could see the deep gashes on his side. They weren't healing as fast as they should. She wanted to stop so she could use her powers on him but she wasn't feeling one hundred percent herself. While she didn't have any wounds besides the claw marks on the back of her neck, Delilah was losing energy.

"Stay with us," the woman told Isaac, "We're almost there."

"Are you okay?" Isaac asked Delilah in pants, "You're not hurt, are you, baby?"

"I'm not hurt," she ensure him, "I promise."

Isaac sighed but then immediately groaned. He reached behind himself. "My neck."

"From their claws," the man said.

"It's how they share memories," the woman added.

"But I don't remember anything," Isaac said.

"Neither do I," Delilah spoke up.

"Also how they steal them," the man said.

The four of them finally got to the motorcycles. Delilah hopped on the man's bike while Isaac went with the woman. It was the girl's first time on a motorcycle even though her late stepfather had one in the garage. He rarely used it though. Motorcycles always scared Delilah, but now was not the time to be afraid. She didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around the man's waist as he revved up his engine.

"Listen to me," the woman said as she made sure Isaac was secure behind her, "no matter what happens you hold on, okay? You hold on tight." The boy nodded groggily. "That goes for you too, Delilah."

No warning was given before the two bikes started whizzing off into an alleyway. The wind slapping Delilah in the face was starting to freak her out and even make her nauseous so she hid her face in the man's back. She took deep breaths to prevent herself from getting worked up and getting sick.

But then she looked over at Isaac who looked like he was going to pass out at any second.

"Isaac, baby," Delilah called to him from over the loud engine, "you need to stay awake."

Just when he was about to respond, his face started to display confusion. "I hear something. Someone's coming."

He looked behind himself, squinting his eyes so he could detect whatever was coming out of the fog. Soon a male, seeming to be the same age as Isaac and Delilah, came into view. He was running full speed at them as was right on their tails. Once he was next to the woman's bike since she was the closest, the boy raised his claws at them and growled.

"Faster!" Isaac yelled.

The woman kicked it into gear and raced to catch up with her husband and Delilah. The unknown werewolf switched over to the other side. He began to scratch at the bike. But the woman kept them steady enough to surpass the attackers coming at them. Isaac looked back to realize that they were actually twins.

"Two of them."

"Get the hybrid!" one of the twins ordered the other one.

Isaac heard this and his eyes grew wide. "They're after Delilah! Hurry!"

Speaking of which, Delilah and the man were much farther ahead than their significant others. They never noticed the twins running after them so when one of them jumped out of them from out of nowhere, Delilah let out a scream. His eyes flashed red, showing that he was an alpha. Just like with the woman's bike, the alpha started swiping at them to get them to fall off.

For a moment, the alpha locked eyes with Delilah. She was already feeling frightened by him, but the way that he was staring at her like he knew something about her was so unsettling. It was probably no secret that Delilah was half werewolf and half caladrius, but why would that matter? Was there something else he knew that she didn't?

She wasn't able to question it any further because the mystery man had pulled a gun out of his pocket and started shooting at the alpha. A bullet clipped him on the shoulder, making him clutch onto it. The man was able to outrun him and sped up as fast as he could.

They managed to catch up to the woman and Isaac and rode alongside them. Delilah looked behind her. To her surprise, a duplicate of the alpha was running next to him.

"They're twins?!" she shrieked. When she turned back forward, she saw they were about to run into a brick wall. "No!"

Both of the motorcycles screeched to a halt just before they could crash. They flipped their bikes around to see the alphas stalking towards them. The man and woman lifted up the visors on their helmets.

"Remember what I said before?" the woman said.

"Hold on?" Isaac questioned.

"Hold on!" the man confirmed, pulling his visor back down.

One of the twins crouched down as the older couple started their engines. The other twin catapulted himself off his brother's back and flew at the bikes. Delilah braced herself for impact but it never came. Instead, the couple swerved their bikes just before the twin could land on them. Soon they came face to face with a glass window.

"Whoa!" Isaac yelled.

The bikes crashed into the glass. Delilah let out a huge breath when she realized she was unscathed. She looked over at Isaac and noticed that he was not looking so good.

"Baby?" But Isaac didn't respond. "Baby, you need to stay awake!"

"Isaac? Stay with me!" the woman tried. "Isaac!"

Said boy's body slumped over, causing him along with the woman and the bike to fall. Delilah gasped.

"Isaac, no!" she screamed as the bike she was on kept going. She hit the man's arm. "Go back! Go back!"

Finally realizing his wife was no longer behind them, the man quickly spun around and drove back to their fallen partners. As soon as he stopped the back, Delilah hopped off and ran to her love as the man ran to his wife.

"Are the couple okay?" Isaac asked Delilah as she tried to sit him up.

"The man is," she answered, "I don't know about her though."

Suddenly the twins stepped through the broken window. They both unzipped their jackets and shrugged them off, leaving them shirtless.

But then the strangest thing happened. One of the twins crouched down like before and his brother dug his claws into his back. They then started morphing their bodies together. It looked like something out of a sci-fi film. Once the two twins conjoined bodies, muscles rippling grossly, the mega body slowly stood. A scar ran down the middle of its doglike face from where the two faces met. The beast roared.

Grabbing onto Isaac, Delilah tried to pull him towards the other couple as the mega-alpha started walking towards them.

"Isaac! Delilah!" the man called out to them, "Get down!"

He and his wife pulled out some sort of guns and shot at the mega-alpha who was now running at them. But instead of bullets, electrical currents hit it, electrocuting it. The beast screamed in pain. When it collapsed on the floor, the twins had now shifted back to normal and convulsed as the currents ran through their bodies. Isaac, Delilah, and the other couple shielded their eyes as lights flashed. Once the flashing stopped, all their visions cleared to see that the two twins had disappeared.

The teenagers looked back at the married couple, the wife breathing heavily due to the impact of the crash. "I thought we told you to hold on."

Before he could respond, Isaac's blue eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fainted in Delilah's arms.

"Isaac? Isaac, baby, wake up! Isaac! ISAAC!"

Shortly after the man called 911, the police and paramedics arrived on the scene to collect Isaac and the woman. Delilah insisted on going in the ambulance with her love and rode with him to the hospital. Even as they got out of the vehicle and the paramedics pushed Isaac into the hospital, Delilah stayed right by his side.

"Hey, wait," they heard Melissa say as she ran up to them, "Wait a minute. I know these two. What happened, kids?"

"The girl," Isaac said softly, "alright, she's worse, okay?"

"Are you not healing?" Melissa asked.

"I will," Isaac told her, "Will you just... would you just help her, please?"

The nurse nodded and looked at the doctor that was with them. "Okay, can you take him?"

"We gotta move him, Melissa," the man said.

"Alright, take him."

Squeezing Delilah's hand, Isaac asked, "You sure you're not hurt, baby?"

"I'm okay, Isaac, I promise," Delilah assured him. She lowered her voice so only Isaac could hear. "Let them get you settled in and then I'll come take care of you, okay?"

"Okay, my dancing queen," Isaac nodded. His love kissed him. "I love you to the moon and back."

"I love you to the moon and back."

"Miss," the doctor said, "We got to-"

"Okay, yeah, go ahead," Delilah nodded. She stepped back so she could let the doctor take Isaac into a room to get checked out.

All of a sudden, nausea hit the hybrid like a bomb again. She tried taking deep breaths to calm her stomach but it just kept getting worse. Once she covered her mouth, she knew that was it. So Delilah ran to the nearest trash can and began to vomit. Her skin had broken out into a cold sweat and her wavy light brown hair was looking disheveled. She jumped slightly but then instantly relaxed when she realized that Melissa was rubbing her back and putting her hair up so it was out of the way. Everything that was in Delilah's stomach was now emptied which just left her to cough and dry heave.

"Oh, honey, do you need me to take you home?" Melissa asked her, handing her a rag from the custodian's cart, "You're feeling a bit cold and clammy."

But Delilah refused. "No, I'm fine. It's probably just from all the adrenaline. Besides, I need to stay here with Isaac and help him heal."

"Should I at least call Deaton?"

"I don't want him to worry," Delilah said, "Maybe Derek and Anabelle? Just to let them know we're alive."

Nodding, Melissa said, "Okay. Just take a seat and I'll have the doctor bring you to Isaac when he's ready. And also bring you something for your stomach."

"Thank you, Melissa."

Said woman kissed Delilah's head before leaving to go make her phone calls. The girl sat down on the nearest chair and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. She shut her eyes softly, trying to convince herself mentally that she wasn't going to get sick again. Delilah's hand rested on her stomach as she tried to use her own powers to help settle the queasiness.

Fortunately it didn't take long for Isaac to get checked in and they allowed Delilah to go see him. By that time she downed a cup of ginger ale and was feeling a little better. Still not a hundred percent just yet, but enough to focus on the main task, which was to heal Isaac.

As soon as the doctors left the room, Delilah placed her hand over the scratches on Isaac's stomach and gazed into his eyes. His skin was bare, smooth and warm under her touch. If Isaac wasn't injured and Delilah sick, they would have closed the door and be all over each other like they had been all summer. Now of course wasn't the time, but there was always later.

"Well, at least we know I'm not dying," Isaac joked about how long they had been staring at each other. Delilah shook her head but giggled anyway.

"I don't get it," she said as she looked down at the barely fading wound, "I know it's working, but it's so slow."

"Maybe it's just an alpha thing and hard for even a caladrius to heal from." Isaac pushed back a loose tendril of Delilah's hair back as he noticed her forehead getting damp. "Don't push yourself too much, baby. You haven't charged your crystal in a few days and you don't have enough energy."

The hybrid wanted to protest but she knew her love was right. So she just lowered the bandage back over Isaac's wound.

"You should probably go home, baby. Let Deaton know you're okay."

"No, I'm not leaving you," Delilah told him, "I'm okay. I promise."

A knock on the door stopped the couple mid conversation. Melissa walked in, making sure no one else outside of the room was listening or peeking in. "You kids doing okay?"

"Yeah, we're fine," Delilah told her, "Isaac's starting to heal but it's a slow process."

"Mind if I take a look?" Melissa asked. Isaac nodded.

The nurse lifted the bandage and the three of them saw that it was already starting to look a lot better due to Isaac's werewolf healing and Delilah's caladrius powers.

"Yeah," Melissa nodded, "Yeah, that's healing, visibly. Wow. They can't see this. Nobody can see this."

"Alright, cover it up," Isaac said.

"I-I don't think that's gonna matter. I mean, you're scheduled for surgery, which is obviously gonna be very confusing for a lot of people.

"Okay, can you do something?" Isaac asked.

"Me do something?" Melissa asked incredulously, "I'm relatively new to all of this. And there's a sheriff's deputy that's stationed right outside the door."

"Have you tried calling Derek or Anabelle?"

"Like, five times. Anabelle did answer but she said it would be a while before they got here because they had to look for something, whatever that means. Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?"

Isaac nodded. "Yeah. Call Scott."

Melissa was hesitant since her son was on such a good streak- the extra reading, going to summer school, even saving up money to buy a motorbike. The last thing she wanted to do was break that.

However… werewolf duty calls. So Melissa had to give in.

"Okay, I'll call him." She turned to Delilah. "How about you, sweetie? You feeling any better?"

"Yeah, much better," Delilah smiled, "Thank you again."

"Of course," Melissa smiled back, "If you start to feel nauseous again just let me know, okay?"

Delilah just nodded. Then Melissa walked out of the room. When Delilah looked back at her boyfriend, he was wearing a frown on his face. She already knew where this was going.

"Did you get sick again?" Isaac asked her.

"Yes…" Delilah winced when her love pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Baby, that's the sixth time within these past few weeks," he reminded her, "You should get Melissa to check you out while we're here to see if it's anything serious."

"It's probably not," Delilah assured him, "It's probably just some sort of caladrius thing that I don't know about. I'll ask Deaton when I get home later if he knows."

"You promise?"

Chuckling, Delilah said, "You worry way too much."

"I just really love you," Isaac told her, taking her hand in his, "I always want you safe."

"I really love you too, Isaac."

They kissed each other sweetly on the lips, her being careful not to disturb his healing injury.

Another nurse walked into the room not too long afterwards. She was young looking, very pretty. She smiled at the teenagers.

"Hello, Isaac," she greeted.

"Hi," said boy replied.

"How we feeling?"

"Good. Listen, I think I could probably just…"

He was cut off by the nurse pushing him back lightly. Then she took the needle that was in her hand and injected one of the tubes Isaac was hooked up to with an unknown medicine. He and Delilah exchanged looks.

"What is that?" Isaac asked.

"Just an anesthetic," the nurse answered. She sent him a devilish smirk. "We don't want you getting in the way again."

"Wait, what are you doing to him?" Delilah panicked.

"You'll see, my dear."

Isaac's vision started to get blurry as the anesthetic started to kick in. His eyes traveled down next to his bed. They widened when they rested on the nurses bare feet. Her toenails were sharp and long, which could only mean she was one of them.

One of the alpha pack.

Delilah had noticed this as well and she gasped in horror. She tried to rip the IVs out of Isaac's arm but the alpha had pushed her to the floor. Isaac tried to call his girlfriend's name, but nothing would come out. He was getting sleepier and sleepier.

"Count along with me, Isaac," the alpha said. She started counting off with her razor-sharp fingers. "One… two…" Her eyes turned red. "Three."

"No!"

Not thinking twice, Delilah scratched the back of the alpha's leg. This hardly hindered the older woman. Instead, she grabbed Delilah by the throat and pinned her against the wall, growling at her. She chuckled when the girl flashed her violet eyes at her.

"So you're the little healer," the alpha said. Delilah tried to scratch at her hands but she stopped when the hand around her neck held her tighter. "Deucalion said we weren't allowed to kill you, but he never said anything about keeping you from ruining our plans."

She head-butted the hybrid, knocking her out cold.

Scott entered the hospital, walking alongside his mother. She was explaining to him that Isaac and Delilah were there and what was happening with Isaac.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Scott asked her.

"Honestly, I was hoping I wouldn't have to," Melissa said.

"What do you mean?"

"Everything that you've been doing... the extra reading, the summer school, saving up for the bike, even though it scares me half to death... honey, I just didn't wanna disrupt a good rhythm."

Stopping his mom, Scott promised her, "It's not gonna stop. I-I'm gonna be better this year. A better student, a better son, a better friend, a better everything. I promise."

"Okay," Melissa smiled, "They're in room 215 if he isn't already in surgery."

"Thank you." Scott kissed her cheek before going to look for his friends.

When he got to the elevator, he pushed the button for the second floor. The doors were seconds away from being closed until a stick made it's way in the middle, keeping the doors open. Scott held them open as the blind man that was holding the walking stick entered and stood behind him.

"Would you hit the button for the second floor, please?" the man asked with a British accent.

"Yeah," Scott said, even though the button was already pressed. But he hit it again for the blind man's sake.

"Thank you."

The doors closed fully this time. While awkward, the ride to the second floor was short. Right as the doors opened, Scott was about to walk out. But then the man spoke again.

"You wouldn't mind helping me out for a second, would you?" he asked.

"Umm…" But the man had already placed his hand on Scott's shoulder before he could refuse. "Sure."

Luckily it didn't take long for the teen wolf to finally get rid of the man. Once he did, he rushed through the halls, trying to find Isaac's room. The bed was empty once he did find it, but Delilah was lying on the floor. She was passed out, but there weren't any blood or wounds so she was alive. Scott rushed to her side.

"Delilah? Delilah, you okay?"

Said girl moaned as she started to come to. "Scott?"

"Yeah, it's me," Scott assured her.

He helped Delilah up as she rubbed her forehead. "Ugh, she hit me."

"Who?"

"That damn nurse. She head-butt me after she put Isaac on some anesthetic-" Delilah's eyes widened when she looked at the empty bed. "Isaac. Where is he?"

"They took him to surgery," Scott told her. She ran out of the room and he followed behind her. "Delilah, what's happening?"

"I don't know," she said, "but there's something wrong. That nurse wasn't a real nurse and I have to find Isaac…"

Grabbing her wrist, Scott stopped Delilah from going any further. She was about to question him until she looked in front of her at the open elevator. A very tall and muscular man dressed in scrubs was pushing a still under Isaac in a wheelchair into the elevator. When the man turned around, he stared the two teenagers down. They both noticed he had claws as well as he pushed a button.

Another alpha.

Both of the teenagers flicked their claws out and snarled at the alpha. They dashed towards the elevator as the doors started to close. They were able to jump in just in time and they fell on the floor. When Scott and Delilah stood up, both of them were now fully shifted as well as the alpha, who roared at them. Because he was stronger, much stronger, he was alpha to grab Scott and throw him around like a rag doll.

For some reason, he didn't go for Delilah. It was odd but this just gave her the chance to grab Isaac's wheelchair as the shaking of the elevator was making him roll around. Delilah tried to keep him sturdy but she kept sliding as well. The alpha grabbed Scott by the neck and held him up in the air.

"Don't you two realize what you're dealing with?" he snarled, "I'm an alpha."

The elevator dinged as it opened back up. Another set of claws dug into the alpha's back, making him roar and drop Scott. Both he and Delilah looked up to see Derek coming to their rescue.

"So am I," he growled at the other alpha.

On cue, Anabelle, who just so happened to slide past the men, grabbed onto a ledge above the elevator doors. She swung herself back and kicked the rival alpha in the chest, sending him sliding along the hallway floor. After she dropped down, she brushed herself off before she and Derek looked down at Scott and Delilah.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Derek asked.

The older wolves had taken Scott, Isaac, and Delilah back to the old Hale and Fierro house. Derek carried Isaac in and set him on a table as Anabelle went to continue to look for some wolfsbane to help heal the poor beta. Delilah was right by Isaac's side, pushing his hair back as the anesthesia started to wear off. Her eyes were only on her love, but she still listened in on the other three's conversation.

Scott finished his phone call with Stiles and Natalie and then looked around the still broken and charred house.

He sighed. "You don't still live here, do you?"

"No," Anabelle told him as she and Derek searched among the wooden floors, "We found a loft a few months ago."

"The county took it over," Derek added, "but there's something here that we need. It'll help heal a wound from an alpha."

"Yeah, but it did heal," Scott pointed out.

Derek looked at Isaac and shook his head. "Not on the inside."

"Here," Anabelle said, picking up a bundle of wolfsbane. She stood up and went to go crush them up with a pestle and mortar.

"Hey, are you guys gonna tell me who that was back there?" Scott asked, "That alpha?"

"A rival pack," Derek answered. "It's my problem."

"Our problem," Anabelle reminded him.

"We know you wanna help, and you did. We owe you one. Now go home. Go back to being a teenager."

"It's time you lived a normal life, Scott," Anabelle told him gently.

Both of the older werewolves were standing next to Isaac, talking amongst themselves on how they were going to heal the beta. As Scott was about to leave, he remembered the events of the night before when he tried to get a tattoo. He clutched his bicep.

"Uh, hey, Derek. Anabelle," he said. They both turned to him. "If you wanna repay back that favor now... there is something you can do for me."

It wasn't long until Stiles and Natalie showed up at the house. When the redhead walked in, Delilah was hit with a strong odor that made her stomach churn. She recognized a similar smell from when they were fighting Gerard just a few months ago. Then she remembered that Natalie did have cancer when they were in the eighth grade and had to be taken out of school a lot. Based off the smell, Delilah knew that Natalie was sick again. And she wasn't getting any better. The poor girl…

She along with Stiles and the other werewolves went off in another room as Delilah stayed put with Isaac. He wasn't awake just yet, but it wouldn't be long for him to come to. Derek and Anabelle had already used the wolfsbane on him by pouring the crushed up petals into his mouth so he could ingest it. It seemed to have been working, which was a relief for the hybrid. Delilah hated seeing the love of her life in pain like that. Now she understood the feeling of Isaac worrying over her. It was definitely an overwhelming feeling.

Too overwhelming.

It might have been Natalie's strong scent or all of the events from the past 24 hours catching up to her, but Delilah was about to be sick again. She covered her mouth and ran out of the house, not caring to shut the door behind her. She fell onto her knees right next to a bush and emptied out all of the contents of her stomach. At this point, Delilah was surprised there was anything left to throw up. The vanilla scent that was coming up from behind her calmed her down a little, especially when the woman behind the scent rubbed her back.

"You're okay, Delilah," Anabelle soothed her, "Just breathe slowly. In through your nose and out through your mouth."

The vomiting finally stopped and now the hybrid was feeling exhausted. She probably should have just gone home so she could sleep. But Isaac needed her. And Delilah was not going to leave his side no matter how sick and tired she felt.

She let Anabelle help her up so they could sit on the porch. "I don't have any water," Anabelle said apologetically.

"It's okay," Delilah assured her.

"Are you okay?" Anabelle asked, "I remember Isaac telling me last week that you weren't feeling well then also."

"I don't know what's wrong with me," Delilah admitted, "Maybe it's a stomach bug?"

"Werewolves don't get those. And because the other half of you is a healer I'm pretty sure they don't get those either."

"Great." Delilah sighed. "I don't think I've been sick like this ever since I was a kid. Now I'm scared."

"It might have something to do with your caladrius side," Anabelle tried to comfort her, "Nothing about you smells off so I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is."

Just before either of them could speak any further, they heard Scott screaming from inside the house. It made Delilah jump back and Anabelle clutched onto her shoulders.

"What the hell is going on in there?" Delilah asked.

"Derek's giving Scott a tattoo," Anabelle said nonchalantly.

"Ah."

The she-wolf tucked away the few strands of hair that fell out of Delilah's messy bun. "Since you don't wanna leave Isaac, how about once he wakes up I take you both to your house? That way you both can rest together."

"That would be great," Delilah smiled softly, "Thank you."

Scott screamed again, making Anabelle roll her eyes. "I'm gonna go make sure Derek's not torturing the kid. You sure you'll be alright?"

"Yeah," Delilah nodded, "I'll be fine."

After giving the girl's shoulder a light squeeze, Anabelle got up and went back inside the house. The queasiness in Delilah's stomach was slowly coming to a stop, but she decided to sit there for a few more minutes so she could get some fresh air and recharge her amethyst crystal hanging from the chain around her neck. Also she wanted to wait until the screaming coming from inside stopped completely.

Hopefully the she-wolf was right in that nothing was wrong with her. Delilah just needed to breathe and trust that everything was going to be okay. Although she was ready for the puking and fatigue to just be gone. Her amethyst had to be somewhat charged by now, if not a lot. So Delilah held the crystal up to her face and stared into it. As her eyes turned violet and glowed simultaneously with the crystal, she could feel all of her energy rushing back into her body. The nausea vanished as well as her cold sweat. She slowly stood up, being careful so she wouldn't get dizzy. So far so good.

It seemed like Scott was finally finished with his tattoo so Delilah took that as her cue to go back inside the house. She just walked past everyone else so she could get to Isaac, still not awake yet. But Delilah could hear his heartbeat starting to become regular so she knew he wouldn't be out much longer.

As Scott, Stiles, and Natalie were just getting ready to leave, Derek and Anabelle were quietly talking about the hybrid in the corner. Delilah tried to not be nosy but she couldn't help it. It wasn't like they were saying anything bad about her. In fact, what they were saying was actually quite interesting. They were discussing the possibility of her switching over to either becoming fully werewolf or fully caladrius. Delilah didn't even know that was even a thing! It would explain all of the weird symptoms she had been having. But could that be the case?

She was really going to need to have a talk with Deaton about this.

Just before the trio could walk out, they noticed that Derek and Anabelle had painted the side of the door with the alpha pack's spiral red. Her alpha and his mate began to tell Scott and his friends about what they had discovered over the course of the past four months and that they think the alpha pack were holding Erica and Boyd.

Some time during this, Isaac because to move. Delilah gasped as her love opened his eyes. Instantly their eyes met.

"Oh my god, you're okay," Delilah cried, wrapping her arms around him. Isaac immediately did the same.

"Thank god you're safe," he exhaled, "I thought she got you too."

When he pulled away, Delilah noticed that Isaac's mouth turned into a frown. "What is it?"

"Where is she?"

He had spoken loud enough for Scott, Stiles, Natalie, Derek, and Anabelle to all hear him. He kept his hold on Delilah as he looked at them.

"Where's the girl?" Isaac specified.

The five of them looked at each other. "What girl?" Derek asked.

"There was a girl who saved us," Delilah told him, "She was at the hospital too."

"She was with some man too," Isaac continued, "I think they were married. They both had rings on their fingers."

"Harvey and Braeden," Anabelle said to herself, even though everyone else had heard her.

Looks like there were many new mysteries lurking about Beacon Hills.

More drama ensues, ha ha! I can't express how excited I am! PLEASE review and let me know what you think! And be sure to read and review Awake and Alive and No One Else for more action, drama, and romance. I'll be sure to update soon! Xoxo, Maddie