Chapter Eleven

Wendy was frowning as she followed her brother and the love of her life outside to the parking lot. She wasn't sure about this idea of Stiles, although she was never sure of his ideas, but she was willing to do anything to help her brother.

"What are we doing?" Scott and Wendy asked in unison.

"You'll see, hold on," Stiles told the twins and then turned to Scott. "Stand right there. Do you have your keys? (Scott held them up) Perfect. Hold them up like so. Now, whatever happens, just think about Allison. Try to find her voice like you did at that game. Got it?"

"Okay," Scott replied.

"Just - keep holding it right there," Stiles said and proceeded to scratch the side of some dude's truck. "Hey, hey, hey, dude! What do you think you're doing to that truck, bro?"

The owner of the truck had come out, furious, and turned on Scott who had still been holding up his keys. Wendy watched through her fingers as the owner started beating her brother up with the help of his friends. She turned to Stiles and glared at him.

"As per usual, your ideas are getting Scott into trouble," Wendy hissed at him.

Stiles nudged her and she turned back to her brother to see that he had managed to control himself.

"You were saying?" Stiles asked her with a cocky grin and she hated herself for loving that grin so much.

The fight was soon broken up, however, by Mr. Harris and gave all three of them detention. Wendy turned to Stiles with a furious glare. Never once had she been given detention until this very moment and she wondered, to herself, what the hell she saw in that scrawny trouble making boy.

"YOU were saying?" she snapped at him and he flinched as they followed Harris inside.

"Excuse me, sir? Uh, I know it's detention and all, but, uh, I'm supposed to be at work, and I don't want to get fired," Scott spoke up.

"Yes, me too, I have this new job at the local library and I would hate to be late for my first day," Wendy finished as politely as she could.

"I really don't care, McCalls," Mr. Harris replied without looking up.

"Hey, you didn't tell me you got the job," Scott said turning to his sister.

"Well, I really didn't have time to tell you with everything that's going with you," she said, looking down at her fingernails.

"I always have time for you, you're my baby sister," he told her.

"You're only older by five minutes," she said with a roll of her eyes.

"Hey! I didn't even know you were looking for a job," Stiles spoke up.

"I do have other things to do than spend my time with you, Stilinski," she said jokingly.

"You're always so mean to me," Stiles said pouting and she replied with poking her tongue out at him.

Before Stiles could even retaliate, Scott spoke up and asked him beaten up to help him how to control the wolf.

"You knew I would heal?" he had asked.

"Yep."

"So, you did that to help me learn?"

"Yep. "

"But partially to punish me," Scott said.

"Yeah, well, that one's obvious," Stiles and Wendy said the last part in unison.

"You know you and Stiles do the twin speak more than I do. You'd think he was your twin and not the other way around," Scott said, pretending to be hurt.

"I do kind of look like her," Stiles said with a curious expression on his face.

"You mean that you look like a girl," Wendy said.

"Ooooh, burn," Scott said and the three of them burst into laughter.

"Does this mean that you're no longer angry with Scott, Stiles?" Wendy said with a huge grin on her face.

"I'm not angry anymore. Look, you have something, Scott. Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that nobody else can do. So that means you don't have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something," Stiles replied, getting serious and Scott agreed.

"My boys!" Wendy exclaimed as she threw her arms around the two, fake sobbing.

"All right! The three of you, out of here!" Mr. Harris exclaimed.

They high fived each other as they exited detention and Wendy flounced ahead of them, a spring in her step. It was the first time in a while that she didn't feel like the weight of the world was crashing around her. As long as she had her boys at her side, she would do great.

"We are so not her boys," Stiles said with a shake of his head.

"We kind of are," Scott said, slapping his shoulder rather hard and Stiles groaned.

They made it out of the school and Wendy turned to Scott.

"Hey, you don't mind if Stiles gives me a ride to the library, do you?" Wendy asked her brother.

"No, not at all," Scott said and wiggled her brows at the two. "Don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

As she walked to the Jeep, she flipped him the bird and she heard him laughing as she closed the door. Stiles smiled at her as he turned the key in the ignition and as the jeep roared to life, she felt her heart skip a beat. They drove in silence and every once in a while they would shoot each other a glance. The car ride went by faster than they thought it would and pretty soon Stiles arrived in front of the library. She grabbed her bag and was about to head inside but she stopped. She walked back over to the jeep with her heart pounding in her chest.

"Thanks for the ride," she said as she leaned her face closer towards his.

"It was n-n-no problem," Stiles stuttered as he glanced down at her lips.

As their lips were about to meet, a voice popped into her head began screaming at her telling her to stop. Why? Wasn't this what she wanted? Hasn't she always wanted this to happen and didn't Stiles look willing? So, why was she hesitating? Suddenly a thought popped into her mind. What about Lydia? Didn't she get angry last time when he kissed her and he still had feelings for the strawberry blond? Wendy stopped and pulled away. Without another thought she walked into the library and as the door began to close, she could still the sound of the jeeps engine purring from outside. She didn't look back.

It was an hour later that Stiles returned, his tires screeching loudly causing Wendy to run outside. Stiles was on the steps of the library, breathing heavily. Wendy's eyes were wide when she saw the look of concern on his face and the same look echoed on her brother's, who had thrown himself into the backseat. Without a thought she climbed into the passenger's side seat. Scott filled her in on what was going on. Derek had taken Scott's boss, Deaton, thinking that he was the Alpha. They soon arrived at the school.

"This a terrible idea," Stiles said as they got out of the jeep.

"Yeah, I know," Scott replied.

"But we're still going to do it?" Stiles asked.

"Can you think of something better?" Scott asked.

"Well, personally I'm a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away," Stiles and Wendy couldn't help but snort in agreement.

Stiles had pulled a pair of bolt cutters out of the jeep as Derek pulled up with Deaton bound in the back seat. Wendy went to follow the boys into the school but Scott stopped her.

"I think you should stay here and make sure that Derek doesn't do anything to Deaton," Scott told his sister.

"Oh, yeah? What am I going to do to stop him? Vision him to death?" Wendy asked sarcastically.

"Can you please just do it? Ok, I'll owe you a favor," Scott told her.

"Alright, but if he kills me I'm haunting both your asses and I'm completely serious this time," she replied with her fiercest glare.

The boys nodded and was about to head off to the school when Derek stopped them.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the elder werewolf asked.

"You said I was linked with the alpha, I'm going to see if you're right," the puppy replied.

"Okay, one question," Stiles said to his best friend. "What are you going to do if the Alpha doesn't show up?"

"I don't know."

"And what are you going to do if he does show up?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know."

"Good plan," Stiles and Wendy said in unison.

Wendy shook her head as she watched her brother and best friend walk back to the school as she went to stand next to Derek.

"I can't believe I'm related to that guy," Wendy said with a shake of her head and she was surprised to hear Derek snort from beside her.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were Stiles' twin and I was surprised to find that you were related to Scott," Derek told her.

"I think, and please don't eat me, but I think that's more than I ever heard you say," Wendy replied and he gave her a look that scared her to her very bones.

She stayed quiet after that. The silence was soon broken by the sound of Scott caterwauling in the PA system. She couldn't believe the idiots that were her brother and Stiles. By the sound of it, Derek couldn't believe it either. Another minute later, Scott howled again but this time it was for real. The how rattled the doors on the school. Her and Derek were both glaring at the two boys as they came out of the school.

"I'm going to kill you both of you. What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?" Derek said furiously.

"Sorry, I didn't know it would be that loud," Scott said sheepishly.

"Yeah, it was loud and it was AWESOME!" Stiles exclaimed.

"You're both morons," Wendy said rolling her eyes.

"Shut up," Derek said.

"Don't be such a sour wolf," Stiles replied.

"You must have a death wish," she said and then whispered under her breath. "I can't believe this is the guy I'm going to marry."

"What did you do with my boss?" Scott asked. "Wendy, you were supposed to be watching him."

"What? I didn't do anything," Derek replied as he turned around to see the door opened.

A second later, the alpha stabbed his claws through Derek's back and lifted him off the ground. Wendy let out a scream as Derek coughed up blood and stared, frozen in fear. Scott and Stiles grabbed each of her hands as they ran back towards the school. The Alpha threw Derek against the school building and left him for dead. The trio pulled the school doors shut with no way to lock them. Wendy stared out the window, still slightly in shock. Derek was dead and the alpha was ready to kill them. It couldn't possibly get any worse.