A/N: Yay! Adeline's finally officially here! - Mod A

ADELINE LAHEY

"So, how are your grades, Isaac?" Daddy asked, as we all sat at the dinner table, eating our food.

"Um...so far it's an "A" in French and a "B" minus in Econ," was Isaac's answer. "I also have a...uh...C in English."

Daddy frowned. "You were doing so much better. What happened?"

Isaac looked down and played with his food, "Um… I don't have a tutor anymore."

He had told me it was hard to be around Sammy since she broke his heart.

Daddy glared, "What about chemistry?"

I noticed that Isaac gulped nervously, "I'm not sure. Uh, midterms are in a few days so it could go up." Uh oh, that doesn't sound good.

Daddy seemed to be thinking the same thing because he continued to pressure Isaac. "Well, what's it at, now?"

"The grade?"

"Uh, yeah," I looked back and forth between Daddy and Isaac. I could tell Daddy was starting to get annoyed.

"Uh, I'm not sure," Isaac said.

"But you just said it could go up," Daddy pointed out.

"I just-uh, I meant generally," Isaac said, trying to recover, but it was failing.

"You wouldn't be lying to me, would you, Isaac?" Daddy asked, calmly cutting into his steak.

"No," Isaac said, quickly.

"Then tell me your grade," Daddy insisted.

"I just told you, I don't know."

"You wanna take this little conversation downstairs?" Daddy threatened. Both Isaac and I shook our head, frantically. "No? Then tell me your grade, son."

"Dad, this semester's only half over," Isaac reasoned.

"Isaac?"

"There's plenty of time-" Isaac tried to say, but Daddy cut him off.

"Isaac!"

"Daddy, I got a 100% on my quarter test!" I said randomly, hoping to distracting him, but I quickly shut up when he glared at me.

"It's...it's a D..." Isaac admitted. I gasped. I didn't know it was that bad. I thought maybe it was just a C or something…

I looked at Daddy, fearfully, as he took a deep breath. 'All right. It's a "D". I'm not angry." I saw Isaac relax a little, but I shook my head. No! He should know better than to let his guard down!

"You know I'm gonna have to find a way to punish you though," Daddy said, making Isaac tense up again. "You know, I have my responsibility as a parent. So we'll start with something simple, like, uh-Tell you what, you do the dishes and you clean up the kitchen, okay?"

Isaac and I exchanged wary glances at the easy punishment. "Yeah…" Isaac agreed, nodding.

Daddy took a sip of his drink from his glass. "Good. Because I'd really like to see this place spotless." He dropped the glass onto the floor and I flinched, staring at the shards with wide eyes.

"Know what I'm saying? You know?" Daddy continued as if that hadn't happened. 'I mean this entire kitchen." He slammed his hands onto the table and pushed his plates onto the floor. Instinctively, Isaac and I jumped out of our chairs and cowered against the wall, trying to get away from him.

"Yeah, absolutely…" Daddy threw a glass pitcher at us, but it hit the wall a little bit above us. I felt the shards land in my hair and on the floor around us. "...spotless."

Isaac lifted his head and my eyes widened in horror when I saw that a glass shard was stuck in his cheek, blood flowing from the wound. I reached over and carefully pulled it out, wincing when he whimpered.

"Well, that was your fault," Daddy blamed.

Slowly, Isaac stood up from his crouch, surprising me with his confidence.

"You could have blinded me!" he growled.

"Shut up!" Daddy shouted, "It's a scratch! It's hardly even-"

My eyes were wide when I saw that the blood was slowly running back into Isaac's wound, like in reverse. And I'm pretty sure I was about to faint when I saw the wound disappear. Wondering why we were staring at him, Isaac reached up to touch his disappeared wound. When he felt that there was nothing there anymore, he bolted. Leaving me in the house alone with Daddy.

"Isaac!" Daddy shouted.

"Isaac!" I cried, grabbing Teddy-who had landed on the floor next to me.

"Gah! Get up!" Daddy ordered, grabbing my wrist, pulling me after him.

When we exited the house, Isaac was already on his bike, biking away.

"Isaac!" Daddy called out, again.

"Don't leave me!" I cried.

Daddy let out a frustrated groan before dragging me to the car. He pushed me into the backseat before getting into the driver seat and driving after my brother.

|| Teen Wolf ||

Daddy stopped the car when he saw Isaac's bike abandoned in an alley. It was pouring, and I could barely see anything. Daddy rolled down the window, and some of the rain splashed onto me.

"Isaac!" he shouted, but he got no reply. I peered out of the window. I couldn't see him anywhere.

Daddy rolled his window back up and opened his door. "Stay here," he ordered me before closing it shut.

"Isaac!"

I sank further into my seat and held Teddy in front of me. "Why did Isaac leave me?" I asked him. "He promised he would never leave me. He said that if he ever ran away, he would take me with him. So why am I still here?"

"Holy!" My head darted to the window, and I saw Daddy running to the car.

"Daddy? What's going on?!" I whimpered as Daddy struggled to close the door. My question was ignored when the door was literally ripped off the car and thrown back.

As soon as it was thrown back, something jumped into the car. It was a scaly green monster! I couldn't do anything but watch as it tore Daddy open, eating his insides. A whimper slipped out, and the monster turned to stare at me. It held eye-contact with me, and for a few seconds I thought it was going to kill me, too. But instead, it just crawled out of the car and ran away.

I sat there, frozen in my seat. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I had just watched my dad get murdered and eaten in front of me by something that looked like it came out of mythological horror film. The scene kept replaying in my head and so I did the one thing my instincts told me to do. I screamed.

THIRD PERSON

"Goddamit, Rae," Scott grumbled to himself as he walked down an alley, on his way to a nearby pharmacy. "If you need tampons, then go get them yourself!"

Suddenly he heard a high-pitched scream. On instinct, he quickly ran to the source. When he reached it, he found a destroyed car, one of the doors torn off. Cautiously, Scott walked to the car. He winced when he saw the dead body, all bloody and torn open. He peered through the open doorway and heard a small whimper.

"Hello?" Scott asked. His eyes widened when he found a small blonde girl with big blue eyes curled up behind the driver seat.

"Hi," he said, gently, reaching for the girl. The girl's eyes widened, and she shrunk back, away from his outstretched hand.

"No, it's okay," he said, pulling his hand back a little. "I-uh, I'm not gonna hurt you."

The girl didn't say anything, but continued to stare at him.

"My name's Scott," Scott introduced. "Hold on-I'm going to open your door." Scott backed away from the driver seat and moved over to the backseat door. When he opened the back door, the girl scooted to the other side of the car. His eyes drifted towards the dead body and his eyes once again widened when he put two and two together.

"That was your dad," he realized, "and he was killed right in front of you." He looked at the girl, who was still staring at him, although the fear in her eyes was slightly gone.

"What's your name?" Scott asked, but he got no answer.

"Um...okay…" Scott said, awkwardly, "So-"

"Adeline."

Scott's head whipped back around to look at the girl. "What?"

The girl, Adeline, didn't say anything else, but he noticed that she was inching closer to him.

"Uh, well. Nice to meet you, Adeline," Scott said, holding out his hand. Adeline looked at it, warily. She lifted her hand, hesitating a bit before finally placing her small hand into Scott's large one.

Scott helped the girl out of the car. But while trying to get out, Adeline tripped over the edge and fell. Luckily Scott was in front of her, so he caught her before she fell to the ground.

"I'm going to call 911 now, okay?"

Adeline nodded and Scott took her to the back of the car, so she wouldn't have to look at her dad's dead body anymore, then he called the cops.

|| Teen Wolf ||

After a cop had taken their statements, he said, "Okay, Miss Lahey, you're going to have to stay at the station for a few days until we can get you a foster home."

Hearing that, Adeline frantically shook her head, jumping to hide behind Scott.

Turning around, Scott kneeled in front of her. "Adeline, do you want to stay at my house?"

She looked down shyly but nodded.

Scott went to stand in front of the cop again. "My family can foster her."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Scott nodded.

"Okay, you're going to have to sign some paperwork at the station."

Scott agreed, and he took us to the station in his cruiser.

Adeline clutched her teddy bear tightly against her chest and nodded.

Scott smiled and patted her head, causing her to flinch a little. "Oh, sorry," he apologized, before turning back to the police officer. "But, uh...before you take us to my house, do you think we could go to the pharmacy? I need to get some things…"

RAEGAN MCCALL

I was on the couch, watching TV, when I heard the front door open, followed by some hushed voices.

"Scott? Is that you?" I called out.

"Yeah, well - um…," he stuttered, before walking into the living room. "We have a situation."

Oh, no.

"What?" I asked, standing up from the couch.

Scott moved to reveal a familiar blonde girl, trembling as she hugged a teddy bear.

"Adeline?" She didn't reply, but just stood there, continuing to shake.

"You two know each other?" Scott frowned.

"Yeah, I met her at the hospital. She's Isaac's little sister."

"Who?" Scott asked.

"Isaac Lahey. Remember, he dated Sammy for a little while," I supplied.

"Oh, right."

I knew nothing about kids and was terrible with them. I mean, I was terrible with people my age, so what makes you think that I would be great with kids? I didn't know how to talk to them.

"Hey," I awkwardly said. "So… uh… how are you?"

There was awkward silence as she continued to stand there, staring at the floor.

What the hell do I do?

I moved towards the girl, but when I did, she flinched and ran to hide behind Scott. I tried not to let the hurt show on my face as I stepped back. Scott and I exchanged looks, and he just shrugged. Scott took a step forward, and because Adeline was clutching onto his shirt, she followed. Using this to his advantage, Scott led the girl over to the couch and turned on the TV. She didn't look at the TV, but I noticed that she hugged her bear even tighter. Realizing that she wasn't gonna do anything, Scott walked over to me.

"Rae, can I talk to you in the hall?" Scott asked. Well, not really asked since he dragged me behind him anyway.

"What's going on? I asked for you to bring me tampons and you bring a little girl instead."

He didn't laugh. His face was serious as he said, "Her dad just got murdered in front of her eyes. And she had nowhere else to go."

I winced. "Fuck, that's rough."

"We're kind of fostering her for now."

"Does Mom know?"

"Yeah, I explained the situation to her and she took a break from work to sign the papers at the station."

"Okay. What about school?"

"I don't know. She should probably take the week off, at least. She's in no shape to go to school."

"No," I agreed. "So what the hell do we do with her?!" I asked.

"I don't know!" he panicked. "I'm not that great with kids either!"

"Wait a minute." An idea formed in my head. "We might know a person who is good with kids."

"What?" Scott asked, clueless as ever. "Who?!"

"You are such an idiot!" I groaned. "Sammy is good with kids. She tutored elementary schoolers last year. She can help."

"Oh, yeah," Scott said. "Never thought about that."

"I'll call her."

SAMANTHA STILINSKI

I came prepared with everything.

I brought an extra pair of clothes to sleep over and some books I liked when I was little. In addition, I brought coloring books and crayons. I just hoped everything will turn out okay.

"There you are!" Rae sighed, pulling me into the house.

"So who is this girl? You didn't explain much on the phone."

"It's Isaac's sister. Her dad was just murdered, so now she's an orphan and we're fostering her for the time being."

I processed it for a moment. "So where's Isaac, then?"

"Scott overheard her statement to the cops and she said that Isaac ran away from home tonight. And she was in the car with her dad, going after him, when he stopped and got out in an alley. Something scared him and he ran back in the car and then a "monster" killed him. They think she just has an overactive imagination. Scott and I think it's supernatural."

"Sounds right up our alley," I muttered.

"Yeah, so Scott and my mom went to the station and signed the foster papers and Scott brought her home. But we know shit about kids, and that's why you're here," she finished with a smile.

"Where is she?"

"She's just watching TV," she said, leading me to the living room.

I walked in to find Adeline sitting on the couch with Scott. She wasn't watching the TV though, she was just staring at the teddy bear she was hugging.

"Hey, Adeline!" I gave her a warm smile. "My name is Sammy."

She didn't say anything, but I noticed that she was slowly scooching away from me.

"Don't worry," I told her. "I'm not going to hurt you."

She was intimidated and scared. Hell, I would be too if I were in a random person's house without my family.

"That's a nice bear you got," I told her, breaking the silence. "What's his name?"

More silence.

"Hmm… let me try to guess," I said to ease the awkwardness. "Is it Bear?"

She shook her head.

Well, that's an improvement.

"Um, Bear-Bear?"

Another shake.

"What about… uh… Teddy?"

Instead of a shake, like I expected her to do, I got a small nod.

"Oh! Teddy, huh? Is he your best friend?"

Another nod. Now, we're getting somewhere.

"That's amazing!" I said. "When I was little, I had a bear named Beary, but my brother ripped his head off."

I heard Rae slap her forehead from behind me in exasperation and Scott rubbed his eyes from the other side of Adeline. Adeline didn't say anything and just hugged her bear even tighter.

And we're back to square one.

"Speaking of brothers…" I said, racking my brain to think of something. "Isaac told me a lot about you."

At this, Adeline looked up at me.

"Yeah, especially that you like Harry Potter!" I told her. "I love Harry Potter!"

She continued to stay silent, but I noticed that her eyes lit up a little.

"He said that you were a Hufflepuff. I am, too!" I let out a laugh. "We Hufflepuffs are underrated, aren't we?"

Adeline nodded, and I could see that she was starting to loosen up.

"I have a three way tie between Ron, Hermione, and Luna for my favorite character," I told her. "What about you?"

She didn't say anything, so I decided to start guessing.

"Hermione?" Nothing.

"Ron? Or maybe, Luna?" Still nothing

"Um, how about Harry?" I noticed that she tensed a little, but she also nodded.

I smiled at her. "Well, it's been a long day for you. How about we go to bed?"

She nodded.

I reached into the bag I had brought with me and gave her an old pair of pajamas I wore when I was little. Her eyes lit up when she saw the old pair of clothes which was strange, but I decided to brush it off.

|| Teen Wolf ||

After we had gotten ready for bed, we decided that Adeline and I were going to sleep in Rae's room and Rae was going to sleep in her mom's room.

It had been a long time since I've been in Rae's bedroom and it had changed quite a bit. Instead of the pastel pink and princess-themed room, now she had blood-red walls that you could barely see behind all the posters of various bands and movies. Although her queen-sized bed was in the same spot facing the window, just with a black-patterned comforter instead of the pink.

I realized I was staring around the room for too long, because Adeline tugged on my sleeve, snapping me out of it.

"I want to read you one of my favorite books when I was little," I told her, "It's called 'A Little Princess'. Have you ever heard of it?"

She shook her head.

"My mom used to read this book to me all the time before she… uh… passed away." I said. "Since I liked this book so much, I decided to share with you, if that's okay with you."

She nodded.

"Do you want to go to bed, so I can read it to you?" I asked.

She hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

I tucked her in, and started:

"Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares…"

|| Teen Wolf ||

I closed the book after reading the first three chapters of the book to which she was listening very attentively to. She seemed to like the story a lot.

"Did you like the book so far?" I asked.

She nodded eagerly this time.

Wow, that was an improvement.

I closed the book and moved to get off the chair, but a quiet, timid voice made me stop.

"C-Can you stay with me...u-until I fall asleep?" she asked, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Of course," I said, giving her a gentle smile. "I will."

As Adeline dozed off, I noticed how fragile she looked. Her behavior seemed odd today. It kind of reminded me of how Rae acted when she came back to school after she got raped. She never talked to me and avoided conversations in general.

I watched the rise and fall of her chest, meaning she was finally asleep.

I was about to go join Scott and Rae in the living room, when I noticed Adeline's shirt had risen up. I was about to lower it, when I saw something purple. Rising it up a little more, I saw bruises all over her abdomen.

I noticed things that I hadn't before. Like the dried up blood from a cut on the skin above her collarbone. And an inflamed, red handprint on her arm.

A big handprint.

I dug my nails into my palms so harshly that it almost started bleeding. And I felt my heart drop to my stomach and a lump in my throat. It's hard to explain. But, I felt like I was drowning. I was drowned of so many emotions hurdled at me at once. I had the urge to throw up and I started sweating.

I was trying to convince myself that what I saw wasn't real. It couldn't have been real. And my eyes welled up with tears because I knew it was real.

Adeline and her brother were abused.

They were abused by their dad.

Now that I put all the pieces together, it made sense. From Isaac never talking about his family, to him getting mysterious bruises all the time, to him standing outside on the porch before the dance. I had all of the signs in front of me, but I didn't notice them.

And what did I do? I broke up with him and didn't even talk to him after, which made the matters worse for him.

How could I have been so blind?

I ran downstairs. I had to tell Scott and Rae. That would be the most logical and the right thing to do, right? We've had various assemblies about this. I was going to tell them what I saw.

"Is she asleep?" Rae asked.

"Yeah," I said. "She's… uh… she's asleep."

"Everything all right?" Scott asked. "You seem a bit tense."

This was it. This was my moment to tell them what I saw.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I couldn't say it. I don't know why, but something kept me from saying it.

Maybe it was the fact that I was worried she would feel more scared than she already was and lose her trust in me? Also, how would I formulate it into words? How would I tell it to them? I felt paralyzed. I felt like I was helpless.

"It's nothing," I lied. "I… uh… I just… um… remembered that I have a history test tomorrow, and it's worth a lot of points so I'm stressed about it, that's all."

I just hoped Scott wouldn't catch on with his werewolf hearing. I tried controlling my heartbeat. I'm praying he just thinks that my heart is beating fast because he thinks that I'm stressed out about history, which I usually am.

"Are you going to go home?" Rae asked.

"Yeah, I have to study," I said. "Can you just watch over Adeline?"

"Yeah, I will," Rae said. "Scott can walk you home."

"He doesn't have to walk me home!" I protested. "I can do it myself."

"It's late night, Sammy," he said. "It's not going to be safe. I'll just walk you to your house that's all."

Why did Scott have to be Scott?! I needed some time alone, but he just insists on being a gentleman.

"Fine, I guess," I sighed.

"Let me get my jacket and we'll be good to go," he grinned.

|| Teen Wolf ||

When I got home, I got into the shower and stood there for ten minutes. I replayed what happened in my mind. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't just ignore the problem. I have to help her, but I don't know how. I'm not brave enough to tell anybody. I would have to deal with the problem by myself.

Author's Note:

We all decided that we wanted to portray how hard it is to ask for help when Sammy finds out about Adeline's abuse. If a friend tells you they are suicidal or something along those lines, it's very hard to do anything because you are in a moment of sheer panic. If you've been in a situation like this, you'll know how hard it is. If you've never been in a situation like this (hope you never go through it), just know that it takes an INCREDIBLE amount of courage and bravery to tell someone about a serious issue. Just be there for your friend because it is very important and try to tell a trusted person as soon as you can because it is a very serious issue. We just wanted you guys to know. Please keep it up with the likes/favorites and if it's not too much, please leave a comment/review. Thank you guys so much for sticking with us.

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