AN: Thanks for reading. I have up to chapter 26 written so far. So stay tuned.

Chapter 16: Problem Child

In France, Isaac was showing Malia around while also thinking over everything that had happened in the previous years. Allison's death still weighing heavily on his and Scott's shoulders. Malia was just happy to finally be exploring another country, albeit without Scott. Jackson and Ethan were in London, continuously updating both Scott and Elizabeth of what was happening whenever they found another pack. Stiles and Lydia had stayed in Beacon Hills a little longer before heading to Washington for Stiles to continue being an FBI student.

The next morning as they lay in bed Elizabeth started to question exactly how much or how little Derek had told Scott about the supernatural in the past before she had returned. Elizabeth rolled over in bed and found Derek staring at her smiling. Derek pushed her hair from her face and leant forward to kiss her.

"Morning," Derek smiled, yawning as he stretched and pulled her close.

"Morning, so just how much did you keep from Scott?" Elizabeth questioned, relaxing back into his arms as they lay there. "Yes I'm choosing now to ask,"

"I never told him that you were my anchor," Derek answered, pausing before he continued to talk. "There's a lot I never told him. Couldn't tell him really,"

"Oh Derek, what will we do?" Elizabeth laughed, tilting her head to see into his eyes and then kissing him again. "What else did you not tell him?"

"Things that I've told him and that he's now worked out for himself," Derek answered as they both heard Scott stir in the spare room. "Did he tell you about Allison?"

"About her mother trying to kill him? Yeah, that was a conversation that he didn't know how to have," Elizabeth answered, taking a deep breath before she continued. "And that she then tried to kill you because of Gerard,"

"Yeah, that was a fun time trying not to get killed," Derek told her before they found Scott standing in the door way.

"Having fun talking about the past?" Scott questioned, running a hand over his face as he yawned and stayed in the doorway.

"There are some things that both of you neglected to tell me and I was just wondering if you had planned on it," Elizabeth said still not moving from where she was curled up next to Derek. "I also know that you have both betrayed each other at some point but look where you are now,"

"I hate you sometimes," Derek laughed, Scott rolled his eyes at the two of them and moved to turn away from them. "Scott, she deserved to know,"

"I know," Scott replied, offering a smile to both of them before he again tried to make his escape. "I'm sorry Ace,"

*flash back*

Beacon Hills High-School, locker rooms

"Derek, this is going to hurt like hell," Elizabeth said holding her hand out to the younger boy, she was seventeen and he was just off turning fifteen.

"Just do it," Derek muttered, the basketball team had gotten more than a little rough during practice and Derek had gotten injured.

"Okay, but I don't want to," Elizabeth grabbed his hand and broke his wrist, they were sitting in the locker room. Derek screamed as he felt the bone crack but the bone cracking we what he needed for his ankle to heal.

*end flashback*

Elizabeth smirked at him before she kissed Derek again and he pulled her closer. Scott covered his eyes and backed slowly out of the room. Derek laughed as the two of them watched Scott leaving the room.

"At least it's not as bad as what it could have been!" Elizabeth laughed, indicating that if he had been at home it could have been his mother and Argent that he had walked in on doing much worse than what they were doing.

"Don't remind me!" Scott yelled back as he entered the kitchen leaving them where they were.

"Did you tell him the full story, about your pack?" Derek questioned as they decided to leave the bedroom and get coffee. "Has he even seen the tattoo's?" both of them followed Scott to the kitchen.

"Wait you have tattoos?" Scott questioned, turning and facing the two of them as Elizabeth moved to the fridge.

"Yeah...a triskele to symbolise being part of the Hale pack, and a pentagram for my own," Elizabeth answered, she was surprised that Scott hadn't noticed the Hale pack symbol as it was her most visible tattoo.

"She got the triskele the year that she left...the same way you got yours," Derek explained, as he lifted up the sleeve of her shirt to show the tattoo. "The other one I think she was in New York..."

"Yeah it was New York, after I became an alpha," Elizabeth answered, taking a deep breath before she continued. "There's something you should know...Deucalion, he's the reason I am what I am today. Derek and I were kids when we got caught in the cross-hairs of a war,"

"What happened?" Scott questioned, watching as Derek walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"From what we both remember – which wasn't until recently," Derek paused, feeling her nod against his chest. "We were playing in the yard, for a long time we were told she was turned because I scratched her by accident. But Deucalion caught her and bit her as my mother arrived,"

"Deucalion didn't know what I was back then, it wasn't until later that he found out," Elizabeth said watching as the anger rose in Scott's eyes. "Scott, I would still have been different either way and there's nothing that you can do about it,"

Elizabeth and Derek looked at one another, while Scott made them coffee. Scott hadn't told Elizabeth that Stiles had put her on a list and then taken it off the list the second that Scott had glared at him. The list in question had been involving the Darach.

"Scott what aren't you telling me?" Elizabeth questioned all of a sudden as she looked at the back of Scott's head.

"What?" Scott questioned, turning and raising an eyebrow as Derek did the same thing.

"Scott, isn't telling me something, something that happened a couple of years back," Elizabeth answered, running a hand through her hair as she did so. "Tell me now or I'll get it out of you myself," Elizabeth said, staring directly at her nephew as she spoke.

"How do you know he's not telling you something?" Derek questioned, as the front door of the apartment opened and they heard Theo's voice saying that he was back.

"I know him," Elizabeth stated as she rummaged around the pantry for the ingredients to make pancakes. "Who's up for pancakes? Hey Theo,"

"Scott, you may as well tell her," Derek said before adding that he was ready for pancakes. "What sort of pancakes?"

"Whatever you find in the fridge...wait let me rephrase that banana, chocolate chip, plain, strawberry?" Elizabeth said thinking better about saying whatever they found in the fridge as it could be anything. "So Scott, tell me now or no breakfast,"

"Back when we were trying to discover who the Darach was...Stiles put your name and Derek's name on this list he had," Scott said remembering the hotel room they had been in after he had thought Derek was dead. "A lot went on...I knew you weren't you couldn't have been,"

"You put your aunt on a list?" Theo blinked hearing the conversation as he joined them in the kitchen.

"Stiles did not me," Scott said as he finished making the coffee and motioned for everyone to take one. "Stiles put Ace on a lot of lists before he trusted her,"

The three men moved to the opposite side of the counter to watch as Elizabeth made the pancakes, when Scott remembered that his aunt was kind of terrible at them and turned them to rubber seventy-five percent of the time. Scott grinned at her and walked back around to her side and took over.

"I'll do the pancakes, you used to turn them to rubber," Scott laughed, Derek nodded in agreement the one time that she had made him pancakes they'd been quite rubbery.

"So pancakes I suck at," Elizabeth grinned, that had been her whole plan time to fail at pancakes and make him do them. "You do them better than me...Theo if I ever offer to make pancakes stop me,"

"They can't be that bad?" Theo questioned, before seeing the pancake that was sitting in the fry-pan before them.

"Try this one then," Scott flipped the pancake onto the plate before him before he finished making the others. Theo stared at it incredulously not believing that it was an actual pancake in front of him.

"I'll take your word for it," Theo said as he poked the pancake a couple of times and deciding against eating it. "Sorry,"

"What can I say I love to eat pancakes I just suck at cooking them," Elizabeth laughed watching as Scott almost expertly made the pancakes and served them.

Three months later, at Elizabeth's apartment Scott had stayed the night again to avoid going home to seeing his mother and Argent. He still wasn't used to their relationship; Elizabeth and Derek's however he had been expecting since he'd found out they were best-friends so long ago. The three of them had, had another movie night the night before with the rest of Scott's pack while Theo and Liam had opted to stay at Liam's as they had an exam coming up. Malia was due back from France that day, while Lydia and Stiles had gone back to Stiles place to talk about the future.

"Didn't you just become Theo's guardian?" Scott questioned as the three of them sat in the kitchen.

"Not just...a few months back, he spent the night at Liam's in the condition that when he comes back he does his home work," Elizabeth laughed, she was also making sure that Theo finished high school. "He needs to graduate, you know the whole being sent to the skinwalkers,"

"Your aunts harsh," Derek laughed, as they were suddenly interrupted by Liam and Theo bursting through the front door. "Scott, something is wrong,"

"I can sense it too," Scott said jumping up from the table and nearly knocking it over in the process. "Liam?" Scott questioned going out to the entryway before he called Derek and Elizabeth. "Uhh Ace, Der you might want to come out here,"

"Help him?" Liam said motioning to Theo who was near motionless in his arms.

Elizabeth and Derek walked to the entryway in time for Derek and Scott to grab hold of Liam and Theo respectively. Scott carried Theo into his room and moved to place him on the bed with Theo refusing to let go. Liam tried to pull away from Derek so that he could be with Theo as Elizabeth watched what was happening.

"Liam, what happened?" Elizabeth questioned as they walked into Theo's room.

"Ace, he's not healing," Scott was surprised, whatever had happened had made it hard for Theo. "Liam?"

"We were jogging through the preserve...he was in wolf form...we heard a noise..." Liam stumbled over his words watching as Elizabeth moved to sit with Theo. "Is he gonna be okay?"

"I don't know," Elizabeth answered honestly, as she pried Theo's fingers away from Scott. "Theo, it's okay sweetheart," she pulled him into her arms.

"It hurts..." Theo trailed off his head falling onto Elizabeth 's shoulder.

"Call Deaton," Derek said, watching as Elizabeth attempted to take some of the pain that Theo was showing. "I don't want Elizabeth trying anything until we know what's happening,"

"I'll take what pain I can," Elizabeth said as she held onto Theo and her veins pulsed black as they took the pain. "Liam, what else happened we need to know everything,"

"I don't know, I just remember Theo screaming," Liam answered, as Scott walked away and pulled his phone out to call Deaton. "What's happening to him?"

"Wish we knew," Derek answered as he watched and listened to Liam's heartbeat. "Calm down, you need to," Derek stated motioning to Liam's hands.

"Der, I can smell mistletoe...and something else," Elizabeth said all of a sudden as she pulled Theo closer. "His hearts slowing down, Scott how long till Deaton's here?"

Scott walked back into the room and both Elizabeth and Derek could sense that something wasn't right. Liam looked between the three adults and felt an air of unease before his eyes landed on Theo who still had a pained look evident on his face. Elizabeth motioned for him to take Theo's hand.

"Scott? What is it?" Elizabeth questioned as she sent a tiny spark of magic into Theo's body. "Theo, it'll be okay,"

"How do you know?" Theo mumbled looking at Elizabeth as Liam took hold of his hand.

"Deaton said it looks like the spell you cast is failing," Scott said watching as Elizabeth moved Theo so that he was laying on the bed. "He said he'd be here as soon as he can – but he wants to know why Liam brought Theo here and not to the clinic?"

"Theo wanted it," Liam answered, looking to Scott as he spoke and felt Theo's grip tightening on his hand.

"Scott, take a look at this," Derek said noticing black splotches forming all over Theo's side. "Ellie, you better see it too,"

"Okay...shit!" Scott exclaimed as they heard the door open.

"In here," Elizabeth called out hearing Deaton's footsteps heading towards them. "We've been able to work out part of it is mistletoe, and I think wolfs-bane but there's something else,"

"What seems to be the problem?" Deaton questioned, as he noticed that Elizabeth was still sitting on the bed with Theo having not moved far after lying him down.

"He looks to have been shot," Elizabeth answered, as Deaton walked over to them and Elizabeth pulled Theo's shirt up slightly. "And not healing,"

Deaton examined Theo, and determined that they needed to get him to hospital as he couldn't do much for him. Theo shook his head, he didn't want to spend time in the hospital, that was the last place he wanted to be. Deaton and Elizabeth both sighed with Deaton nodding to Elizabeth that she knew what she had to do.

"Do you think you can get the bullet out?" Deaton questioned, as he rummaged through his bag.

"Possibly, but they're going to need to hold him down," Elizabeth answered motioning towards Derek, Scott and Liam who were all standing back from the bed again. "Look, I can't do it if he moves...I'm not exactly going to be using conventional tools,"

"Magic?" Liam questioned, Elizabeth nodded as she closed her eyes for a split second.

"What do we do?" Scott added as the three of them walked over to Elizabeth and Deaton.

"Hold him down. Liam you and Scott hold his legs, and Derek you'll need to hold his top half down," Deaton said as all their attention focused on Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, you need to concentrate on locating the bullet and then removing it,"