The journey to La Iglesia was difficult in the heat of Mexico. I was silently hoping that Malia wouldn't notice the sweat patches building across my t-shirt; I hated hot weather. Malia, however, was the opposite, after adapting from being a coyote to a human, the loss of her fur coat left her permanently cold. We spent the ride with her arms wrapped firmly around my waist, and her head rested between my shoulder blades. We didn't speak, she knew I had things that I needed to think about and she respected that.

The peaceful atmosphere that had been built over the ride was shattered when Stiles' jeep blew a tyre, causing it to come to a sudden stop. I slammed on the brakes, the bike drifting; rather skilfully I might add, until coming to a perfect stop behind the car.

"What the hell happened?" I heard Braeden shout from the front.

Stiles and Scott hopped out the car and headed straight to the front, searching for the reason for the stoppage. "I think we hit something!" Stiles announced in reply. Unlinking Malia's arms from around me I jumped off the bike, heading to join the boys by the car.

Braeden did the same, speaking as she approached us, "Scott, we need to get there by night, it's too dangerous otherwise."

He looked back at me and Stiles, a concerned look on his face. Stiles was the one to reply, "Go," He replied, more of an order than a statement.

"Not without you guys!" Scott shot back instantly.

"Scott someone has to find Derek," Stiles told him before I jumped in.

"Hey," I rested a hand on his arm, and started leading him to Braeden, "I won't let anything happen to them, so go." And I gave him a last shove towards the mysterious mercenary, that is, until Kira called for him.

I wandered back over to the jeep, where Lydia stood perched against the driver's side door, Stiles was already buried in the hood of the jeep, and Malia was bent down, inspecting one of the tyres. As I turned back to look at Scott, he and Kira were sharing a hug. It was a strange relationship they had; they were both so clearly in to each other, yet neither one of them was really brave enough to admit it since the loss of Allison. The hug ended prematurely as Braeden called Scott again, and soon enough they disappeared off into the horizon.

"Stiles," Malia called, taking all of our attention, "I don't think we hit something," She raised something in her hand, showing it to Stiles, "I think something hit us."

The sky soon fell black as we were all left standing around, waiting for Stiles to fix the jeep. Lydia stood with him, holding our only flashlight up so that he could see what he was doing, whilst the rest of us stood at the front, constantly scanning our surroundings for the intruder.

"Anything?" Kira asked us both; I shook my head in response whilst Malia answered her.

"It's too hard to see," She said.

"We should have brought another flashlight," I added. Kira looked down at her sword for a second, catching my attention, and she walked back over to the car. Placing it in front of the headlight, she twisted the handle slightly so that the blade shone a ray of light onto the horizon.

Thinking I'd seen something, I felt my body stiffen, ready for a fight, but giving it a second I just thought it was my imagination. "Anyone see that?" I asked, and Kira focused the light back towards the image. This time it was definite, a body that seemed more beast than man appeared above a rock and upon noticing that we'd seen it, it fled into the distance.

A growl burst from Malia's throat as she chased the figure, her coyote form starting to take over. "Malia!" I shouted after her, but she ignored me. I looked back at Kira, "I'll get her, shout if anything happens." And as soon as I'd finished what I was saying I was sprinting off after Malia.

After at least a minute of running, Malia had made a clear get away from me. My heart pounded as I pondered the possibility that she was gone. Walking wearily up an opening in the hillside, I heard something approaching, but I couldn't narrow down with side it was coming from. I turned quickly, expecting to find an enemy ready to attack, but there was no one. I heard a rustling from a bush to the side of me and Malia came crashing into my arms.

I felt a rush of relief pass through me as I held her in my arms, pulling her into my chest. As we broke apart, I noticed her clutching her side, and as I went to move her hand there was a big cut plastered into the side of her stomach. "I'm fine," She whispered, clearly tired and in pain.

In response I lifted her arm over my neck, and used my other to lift her up under the crook of her knees. Quickly, I turned and started heading back to the jeep, hoping that whatever had hurt Malia was long gone.

Returning to a normal pace as we neared the now-repaired jeep, I could feel Malia's eyes on me, and I could tell it was for being over protective. "What?" I asked, my tone showing to be slightly more aggressive than I wanted it to be.

"You're mad at me," She mumbled, squirming to get me to let her down. I obliged, and the second her feet hit the ground she was walking back to the jeep at pace.

"Hey!" I shouted, grabbing her arm and spinning her around to face me, "I thought you were running!" I admitted defensively.

"I was running!" She shouted back, shaking my hand off of her arm violently.

"No," I said, causing her to look back up at me with fire in her eyes, "I thought you were leaving, as in not coming back!" Her face changed instantly, and suddenly her voice was mellower.

"I wouldn't leave without you." She stated, taking a step closer to me, finally understanding why I was upset, that I was more scared than angry.

Her words left me at a crossroad, I was completely speechless. There was a moment of silence until I replied, "Really?"

She reached a hand up to cup the side of my face, brushing her thumb against my skin as she smiled brightly. "Really," She whispered, standing up on her tiptoes, leaning in so that she was inches from me.

Just as she was about to press a kiss to my lips, we were interrupted by a set of headlights. She turned to look at the car and sighed, "Them I would leave."

She quickly kissed me on the cheek, and led me back to the car by my hand. Some part of me wondered whether she was serious, or if she was actually joking.

Chapter 6 is done, and with that, so is Episode one! Now, you guys have to check this video out on YouTube, it is simply awesome! Just head on to youtube and type into the search bar 'can you feel my heart teen wolf', and the first option should be by a channel called 'Natalie Sweet'. WATCH IT! It's honestly one of my fave teen wolf videos!

As always, thank you to everybody who keeps coming back to follow the story, and especially those of you who take a moment to leave a review!

Laurenrulez1: Thank you for your continued support! And Tyler was kicking some butt in the last chapter, I wanted to get across the kind of relationship with Scott that Isaac had, along with the point that Tyler hasn't quite yet mastered control.

MysticDBRose17: More cute Tyler and Malia in this one! Thank you for reviewing :D

LizMartinez29: I know! I'm a bit wary on the alpha story line at the moment though because I want to see how the deadpool story line on the show plays out. I don't want to kind of over take that, because I think it will be too much at once, so I want to see how I can mix it without ruining it. However, there will be a part between 402 and 403 where a certain pair of people go to the city of Chicago ;) That's as much as I'm going to say!

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~Abi