"Move," Peter hissed, glaring at the two teenagers. His patience was wearing thin. He wanted this over with. He wanted the Argent bitch dead.

Stiles jutted his chin out stubbornly "No. I'm not just letting you leave her here."

"You don't have a choice, Stiles. You're coming with me." Peter looked at the Beta on the ground next to the strawberry-blonde girl "Both of you are."

"What do you want with me?" Tegan asked, still debating on whether it would be a good idea to try and give Lydia her blood. It wouldn't heal the bite since this was a different kind of werewolf and her blood couldn't do anything. It was only Klaus' who could help in any way. Although that was for vampires… But she hoped that it would at least help a little.

Peter smirked lightly "You're a mystery and I intend on finding out exactly what you are."

"Just kill me," Stiles breathed, his shoulders slumping "Look, I don't care anymore."

Tegan glared up at Peter for a moment before she bit into her wrist, pulling Lydia onto her lap "Come on, Dia. Please… Just – Just work. Please."

"What are you doing?" Stiles questioned, a small grimace on his face "That's gross."

"I just need her to drink," Tegan replied absent-mindedly "I can't lose another one."

Peter let out a groan of annoyance, shoving a phone into Stiles' chest "Call your friend. Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get." Stiles gaped at the Alpha for a moment before moving to do as he said. He took a look at the ground where Lydia had just been lying to find both her and Tegan gone "What?"

"Dammit," Peter growled "No matter now. Come along."

Stiles turned his head back to the man in front of him when his phone chimed with a text from Tegan 'Sorry. Took Dia to hospital. Want me to help?'

'No. Be fine. Thx.'

"Now, Stiles," the Alpha sighed "I don't have all night."

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, stumbling along when Peter grabbed his arm in a tight grip.

Jackson ran up to Tegan who was pacing in the waiting room, ignoring the police officers around her. They had left her alone after Natalie had told them to leave her alone until they had news of Lydia's condition "Where is she?" he panted, coming to a stop in front of her. Jackson and Tegan had hung out together way back when they were children and Jackson had spent a lot of time with various families around town while his parents worked.

"Hey. Hey," Sheriff Stilinski snapped, stepping closer to the two of them "What the hell happened to that girl?"

Jackson swallowed, looking at Tegan who shook her head lightly "I – I don't know. I went out looking for her –"

"What, you just happened to wander into the middle of that field and you just found her there like that?"

"No, I –"

Sheriff Stilinski clenched his teeth "What happened to her?"

"I found her," Tegan told him "Jackson found us and helped me."

"Then you tell me what happened," the Sheriff turned to her.

She shrugged "I don't know. I – I had a bad feeling and wanted to see Lydia, so I went looking for her."

"A bad feeling?" the Sheriff echoed.

"I just… I lost my mother a week ago and – Lydia and Aunt Natalie are the only family I have left," Tegan murmured, playing up the orphan card. It did hurt to not have her mother around anymore but these last years of her life, Carol Lockwood had been nothing but a straight out bitch. Even to her children. Natalie was more of a mother to Tegan than her own mother had been. Her aunt actually cared for her, no matter what.

Jackson bit his lip lightly "I was with my date for the formal… Maybe you'd be better off asking Stiles."

"What does my son have to do with anything?"

"Stiles went with Lydia," Jackson pointed out.

The Sheriff stiffened and whirled around, away from the two teenagers "Somebody better find my son."

"Are you alright?" Jackson asked quietly, actually a little worried for the pale girl next to him.

Tegan nodded "I – I think so, yeah. I just thought Beacon Hills would be better than Mystic Falls… Apparently not."

"What do you mean? I thought things would get better after your father…"

"I wish," she snorted "Truthfully? That was just the beginning."

Jackson raised an eyebrow "You're going to have to tell me about that sometime. Also… How did you manage to carry Lydia around? I mean, you're barely as tall as she is and even thinner."

Tegan sighed, sinking down in one of the chairs of the waiting room "That is a long and complicated story that I won't get into right now."

It didn't take long for Stiles to show up at the hospital, out of breath and shaking lightly. He was immediately pulled aside by his furious father while Tegan and Jackson watched from the side.

"Hey," Jackson huffed, hurrying after Stiles with Tegan when the other boy started to leave "Where are you going?"

"To find Scott."

Jackson raised an eyebrow "You don't have a car."

Stiles glared "I'm aware of that. Thank you."

"Here, I'll drive," Jackson offered "Come on… Tegan, you in?"

Tegan looked over her shoulder at the hospital room, listening to Lydia's more or less steady heartbeat for a moment "Yeah. I need a distraction."

"Look," Stiles sighed, coming to a halt "Just because you feel guilty all of a sudden doesn't make it okay, alright? Half of this is still your fault."

Jackson rolled his eyes "Look, I have a car. You don't. Do you want my help or not?"

Stiles nodded reluctantly "Alright. Did you bring the Porsche?"

"Yeah."

"Good," Stiles grinned, snatching the keys from the other boy's hands "I'll drive."

Before the three of them could get to the doors, Chris Argent stepped in front of them with more hunters flanking his sides "Kids," he greeted, his calculating eyes studying the group "I was wondering if you can tell me where Scott McCall is."

"Scott McCall?" Stiles blinked, trying to keep his nervousness down "Um, haven't seen him since the dance. Jackson, you?"

"I –"

Stiles pinched the bridge of his nose "Oh, for the love of God."

The hunters pushed the three teens into a room to the side, locking the doors behind them "Let's try this again," Chris started "Where is Scott McCall?"

Tegan narrowed her eyes on the man, ready to take a step forward when Stiles grabbed her hand, pulling her closer to him and Jackson "Don't," he breathed quietly.

Chris surged forwards, pushing Stiles against the wall harshly "Let me ask you a question, Stiles. Have you ever seen a rabid dog?"

"No," Stiles shook his head, leaning further into the wall to get some semblance of distance between him and the hunter. His gaze drifted over the Argent's shoulder to Jackson who was trying to pull Tegan back. He caught her eyes and shook his head again, making sure she knew to stay put. The last thing they needed was any hunter finding out about Tegan "I could put it on my to-do-list if you just let me go."

"Well, I have," Chris started, getting cut off when Tegan's phone started ringing.

She fumbled for a moment, barely catching a glance at the caller ID before it was snatched out of her hand. The hunter that had grabbed it looked at the screen, ready to slide the phone into his pocket "I – I have to take that."

"I don't think so," he shot back.

"You don't get it," Tegan whispered nervously. She knew they were hunters, knew they were dangerous and she knew that she couldn't tell them exactly who was calling if she wanted to survive "If I don't take that call or call back within five minutes, he's going to kill me."

Stiles looked over at her in shock "Who?"

"My… I – Someone bad," she muttered. Tegan winced when the phone started ringing again "Please. If I want to stay safe, I'm going to have to take that."

"Give her the phone," Chris ordered the man "We're not here to hurt them."

Tegan licked her lips for a moment before pressing the accept button "Yeah?"

"What took so long, little wolf?"

Tegan looked at Chris and the other hunters "Bad timing… Can I call you back?"

"Are you in trouble?" Klaus demanded, narrowing his eyes "Tell me what's going on."

"It's nothing," Tegan shook her head "Look. I really have to go now. My cousin is in the hospital, so…"

Klaus raised an eyebrow "I expect you to tell me what's going on later. Don't make me hunt you down to find out."

"Whatever," she mumbled, hanging up.

Jackson and Stiles stared at her in confusion "Who was that, Tegs?"

"No one. Just forget it," Tegan shrugged and gestured to the adults in the room with them "I think we still have other problems?"

"Right, hunters," Stiles nodded, turning back to face Chris "You were talking?"

Chris tilted his head, thrown off for a moment before he shook his head "A friend of mine got bitten. Do you wanna know what happened then?"

"Not really," Stiles grimaced "No offence to your storytelling skills or anything."

"He tried to kill me," Christ continued "And I was forced to put a bullet in his head. The whole while that he lay there dying, he was still trying to claw his way towards me, still trying to kill me, like it was the most important thing he could do with his last breath. Can you imagine that?"

"Sounds like you have bad taste in friends to me," Tegan muttered quietly.

Stile choked out a laugh and was about to respond when Chris gritted his teeth "Did Scott try to kill you on the full moon? Did you have to lock him up?"

"Yeah, I did," Stiles shot back, sounding unconcerned "I had to handcuff him to a radiator. Why? Would you prefer I locked him in the basement and burned the whole house down around him?"

Chris took a step back "I hate to dispel a popular rumour, Stiles, but we never did that."

"Oh, right. Derek said you guys had a code," Stiles pointed out in disgust "I guess no one ever breaks it."

"Never."

"What if someone does?"

Chris' crossed his arms, raising his eyebrow as if humouring the teen "Someone like who?"

"Your sister."

A little while – and a quick visit to the school – later, Jackson was clutching the door handle of the passenger side of his car, staring at Stiles with wide, pale eyes, while Tegan just sprawled across the backseat, typing away on her phone "Hey, hey, hey," he breathed nervously "This isn't exactly an all-terrain vehicle."

"Yeah," Stiles snorted "Did you pay for it?"

"No," Jackson huffed with a pout.

Stiles nodded, knowingly "Then shut up." Just then the ruins of the Hale House came into view and with it the scene that was happening right outside. Stiles let out a shaky breath "Oh, damn."

As soon as Jackson was out of the car, clutching one of the homemade Molotov cocktails, Tegan was out and over by a tree, surveying the scene curiously. She hadn't heard about this kind of wolf before. Not before she had seen Peter for the first time and she couldn't deny being curious. Did Klaus know? Did she want to tell him? Probably not but she wouldn't be able to keep the happenings here from him forever. She had only just moved here and she was already lying to her Alpha… She didn't like it but the only other option was to tell him and a potential order to leave the town. Keep it from him, it was.

She was lost in thoughts and barely noticed what was happening until a huge blaze of fire made her flinch further into the trees. Peter's hulking form shrunk the more he stumbled and the longer the fire burned. In the end, he ended up lying almost in front of Tegan, completely burnt but still alive – barely, but alive.

Peter stared up at Derek, understanding in his eyes "You've – already – decided," he choked out "I can smell it on you." His eyes glowed when Derek raised a clawed hand "Look – after – her. She will be a good – addition – to your Pack."

"Wait," Scott cried out "No, no. Don't."

One quick downward slash later, Derek straightened up, his eyes glowing a burning red as his head twitched towards the girl he hadn't seen before. There was something different about her and the wolf in him had no doubt that Peter had talked about her just now "I'm the Alpha now."