++++++ I'm not sure about the timeline because I've found several different timelines that conflict with each other. So I'm going with the best I can ++++++

++++++ I do not own Teen Wolf or any affiliated characters apart from my OC. All rights belong to Jeff Davis and MTV ++++++

Seven

School was pretty normal the following day and by normal the only thing that happened was Scott dislocating Jackson's shoulder during lacrosse practice. Choosing to leave after that, Rose took the car keys and decided to talk to Derek, she had no idea where he would be but Stiles had suggested the burnt out remains of the Hale house.

When she got there, Rose found the house empty. She vaguely remembered the accident ten years ago where his entire family burnt to death apart from him and his sister Laura cause they were at school. The front door was unlocked, giving Rose the opportunity to let herself in to a very dusty house. "You have a very dusty house," Rose mumbled to herself, taking in the recent scent of Derek Hale. He was definitely staying her, his scent was all over the place and very fresh. "Come on Derek!" she shouted at the bottom of the stairs. "I know you're here somewhere."

No answer.

"Geronimo," Rose grinned. Good, she could poke around. She went upstairs and checked each room one by one, each was as dusty as the last until she came to what appeared to be the master bedroom. This room was being used. There was bottles of beer on some of the surfaces, all empty, couple bags of clothes and new sheets on the mattress on the floor. "So this is where you're living?" she frowned. She picked up one of the bags off the floor and started searching through it. As she searched through the second bag, she heard a car pull up and stop behind her car. She came to the window and sighed when she realised it was Derek.

Rose came out to the landing and leant on the railings as Derek slammed the door open.

He glared at her. "What the hell are you doing here?"

She raised an eyebrow. "See, now you didn't do it right. You should have burst in screaming 'here's Johnny'."

"What are you doing in my house?" Derek yelled, his eyes glowing blue.

"You don't scare me," Rose declared, doing the same thing. "I was going through your stuff, what does it look like?" She folded her arms. "Now, I know you're not the alpha, you don't have the same smell as what he does. Originally, I had planned to kill him before the full moon for Scott's sake but I was all out of luck."

Derek smirked at the thought. "You? Kill an alpha? You're not one of us."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Sure, I may not be but Scott's my twin brother. I don't care that I'm a cat and he's a dog but what I do care about is what this alpha can make him do. I'm sure you're worried as well. After all, it's stronger than you, faster than you, better than you. And the hunters are looking for it."

"So what do you want?" he growled.

"Alliance," Rose answered. "You help me, I help you. Simple."

"What could you possibly offer me?" Derek asked her.

"Werewolves have limits where werepanthers do not," Rose replied. "Let's see, silver, wolfsbane, mountain ash, just to name a few. The hunters will have these weapons at their disposal. They come in numbers, you are alone. And yes, Scott is now a wolf too," she added, "but he's untrained and young. One full moon. I'm an asset to you, Derek. I can guarantee you the hunters don't even know what I am."

"Get out," Derek growled.

Rose came down the stairs and stopped beside him. "Think about in, cujo. I'm too much trouble having as an enemy. Trust me." She took a deep breath, "oh and you might want to bury that body you have in your trunk before it starts to stink up the car. Beauty like that shouldn't be sullied. Have a nice day."

"Aren't you even remotely worried that Scott will shift during that little game of his?" Derek snapped.

Rose paused. "Of course I'm worried. But it's not going to stop him from having a life, graduating high school, getting the girl. I don't let my problem stop me, and trust me, it's harder being what I am than being a wolf. Instead of lecturing him about the dangers of being a werewolf, maybe you should teach him. You seem to fit in despite your obvious lack of social grace. Being all broody and Batman like but without the millions of dollars."

On the way back home, Rose pulled into the grocery store to get something for dinner. As she perused the sauce marinade section she froze. The same scent from the woods the other night was in the same aisle as she was. When she turned around, Rose found herself staring at Allison as she walked down the aisle with someone that looked to be her dad.

"Holy cow," she gasped.

"Oh, hey Rose," Allison grinned when she saw her.

"Who's this?" Allison's dad asked.

"Rose McCall," Rose answered, offering her hand to him. "You're Allison's dad?"

He nodded and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Rose. I'm Chris Argent. I see you like cats," he pointed out.

"Oh, yeah," Rose fumbled. "Not really a dog fan." She put the jar of sauce in her basket. "Nice meeting you, Mr Argent but I gotta go sort dinner out."

"You going to Scott's game tomorrow night?" Allison asked her.

Rose shrugged. "Maybe. We'll see how the day goes."

"I'll see you later," Allison smiled.

Rose watched them go and she breathed a sigh of relief. That was why she didn't like Allison-her dad was a hunter.

When she got home, Rose set about preparing dinner. As she tossed the lamb in the pan, the back door opened and Scott same in covered in a decent amount of dirt. "Rolling around in the dirt?" she grinned.

Scott shook his head. "No." He sat down at the table and watched his twin as she cook dinner. "What were you doing at Derek's today?" he asked her.

Rose raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" she turned around and leant against the counter. "Is this Scott McCall, big brother or Scott McCall werewolf asking the question?"

Scott stared at her. "I'm not-"

"Oh please," Rose snorted. "I know you're a werewolf. Stiles told me everything. That's the only way you would have found out I was at Derek's today because he certainly wouldn't have told you. Now, what were you and Stiles doing at Derek's today?"

"We found the other half of the body," Scott sighed. "Derek's been arrested."

Rose pinched her nose. "So you went and found the other half of the body to arrest Derek so you could play in the game tomorrow?" she frowned. "And don't give me that look," Rose argued, seeing his face. "Allison asked me if I was going so I know why you want to play. Derek was going to stop you so you went and found the body so he'd get arrested and couldn't stop you."

Scott tapped the table with his fingers. "You really shouldn't be involved in this."

Roe snorted. "I'm involved now Scott. It's called being related to you."

He sighed. "Listen, tomorrow we should sit down and talk about everything."

Rose shook her head. "Can't. Date."

"Already?" Scott gasped. "Does mum know?"

"Says you, hook up with the new girl," she smirked. "And no, mum doesn't know. Not yet, but I will tell her.

"Who is it?" Scott asked.

"Stiles," Rose replied, adding the sauce to the pan. She grinned as she heard Scott's pulse start to race.

"Stiles?" Scott repeated. "Stiles as in Stiles?"

"Oh grow up," Rose laughed. "Yes, Stiles. Go take a shower, you stink to hell and by the time you're done, dinner will be ready."

Scott got out of his seat and headed upstairs. "Stiles," he mumbled, "can't believe you're going on a date with Stiles of all people. Stiles? You're my freaking sister and he's my best friend. Stiles?"

"GET OVER IT!" Rose shouted with a grin.