Mrs. Argent's harsh eyes lightened and escorted Scott to the front door just as Mr. Argent pulled into the driveway. Scott nodded in greeting to Mr. Argent and rushed away from the house before he was questioned.

He sprinted all the way home and snuck into his room with a little help from the wolf. He had just made it through when the lights flashed on, temporarily blinding him. When his sensitive eyes adjusted, he discovered his mother sitting in a chair, tapping her foot impatiently. Scott had forgotten that his mother didn't have the late shift tonight. By the look on her face, she was furious and suspicious.

"Where exactly have you been?" She got up and walked over to Scott's surprised body and grabbed his arm. "Hmm? Where have you been, Scott? Don't you realize that there is a curfew enforced by the police?""

"Mom, calm down, I was just at Allison's!" Scott managed to avoid the question 'What were you doing?' so he didn't have to lie to his mother. "And before that I was with Stiles!"

Melissa McCall sighed heavily and sat down on the bed. Shaking her head, she used slight hand signals to motion Scott to sit next to her. Instead, Scott began to pace the floor in his room, face down avoiding his mother's eyes. He was still a bit frustrated because he was unable to control the wolf more than ever today. It was like it had become wilder from being restrained and now was thrashing around to get out.

"Scott, just sit down. We need to talk." She sounded a bit desperate to Scott. He noticed when her voice was a bit on edge on previous occasions, usually if he was in trouble or something was troubling her, but tonight it was much more pronounced. He shook his head to clear it up a bit before sitting down on the floor, propping himself up against his bed.

"Scott, you've been acting very distant from me over the past month and a half. I want to know what's so wrong that you can't talk to your mother about it. I know that you recently broke up with Allison, and the day after she did that you didn't want to speak to me about it. All you said was 'I'm going to get her back.' Then slammed the door in my face." She slid off of the bed and sat next to Scott, also propped up against the bed. She looked at him with eyes filled with worry and a bit of pain because Scott had been so far away from her.

"It's nothing, Mom. I've just been having little issues with Allison and Jackson…" his voice trailed off as he tried to think of how to state the next part. He cleared his voice and continued, "They've become a lot closer since she broke it off. He's purely a self-absorbed jerk who will never be good for her. Whenever I try to talk to her, she assumes that I'm trying to guilt her way back to me…" Once again, his voice trailed off, but this time was due to tears welling up in his dark brown stormy eyes. His heartbeat increased and he knew that his eyes would soon change as the wolf leaked out. To calm his heart down, he closed his eyes and placed his head onto his mother's shoulder.

"Well, Scott, you said you were at Allison's house earlier. What did you guys really talk about?" His memory shot back to the past hour. She had found out what he was. She now knew, accepted him and even kissed him. Would that mean that they were back together, or does she still not trust him?

"We didn't really talk. I had driven her home from Stiles' place because we were both there. We didn't really talk there either. We more like had a staring contest where nobody won." He sighed and picked himself off of the floor. He walked over to his closet, pretending to pick out a shirt for the next day. "Mom? Can we talk about this later? Like tomorrow? I'm pretty tired and want to go to sleep."

Melissa McCall's eyebrows furrowed, but she nodded in response. She got up and slowly walked out of the room. Once Scott heard her walk down the hall to her room and shut the door, he turned around. His now pure golden eyes were filled with pain. He felt guilty about lying to his mother, but he knew it was for her protection.

He jumped into his own bed and pulled the covers over his head. Although sleep usually evaded Scott, tonight he fell into a deep sleep within minutes.