So here's the next chapter. I thank all of you who are reading, reviewing, and alerting, you guys are the best. So here we go:

Emma ran over to Scott and Stiles who were already arguing. "Why do I feel like your always batman and I'm robin," Stiles whined as Emma looked at the strangely.

"Can you just…both of you…get back in the car and wait?" Scott yelled.

"Oh my God, FINE!" Stiles retorted as he turned around and grabbed Emma.

"Wait, why am I here if I am to just sit in the car?" she asked Stiles as he rolled his eyes. They climbed into the jeep and sat silently staring at Scott who was slowly walking up to the bus. "Are you going to at least tell me what the hell is going on and why did Scott see Derek today?"

"How do you know Scott saw Derek?" Stiles questioned turning around looking at her puzzled.

"I was there," she shrugged not really caring. "I couldn't hear what they were talking about but I saw him."

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Stiles whispered turning back around. Before Emma could say another word they saw a flashlight come into view and Stiles sat up honking the horn.

"Come on," Emma yelled jumping in her seat as Stiles held the horn down. After Scott jumped onto a car they watched in amazement as he front flipped over the fence and climbed. Emma held onto the roll bar as Stiles quickly turned the jeep around and sped down the street. "Take me home," she demanded not wanting to get caught by law enforcers. "Right now!" she barked as Stiles covered his right ear with his finger.

"Fine, princess," he laughed as she pinched his shoulder causing him to yell out. As they pulled into her driveway she took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled as they looked at her. "I was a little forceful back there but I'm pretty freaked out…so I'm sorry," she sighed.

"Can I hear that again," Scott said softly as she squinted and punched his arm. Emma jumped out of the jeep and watched them drive away before walking inside. The house was dark and quiet. Sighing Emma went upstairs to her room. As she turned the light on she slowly walked to her bathroom and took a shower. As she dried off the sound of glass breaking frightened her. Putting her pajamas on she slowly opened the bathroom door and looked down the hall. She heard and saw nothing. Emma grabbed her hair dryer and slowly walked into the hall. As she moved toward the stairs she saw the kitchen light on and she slowly crept down the stairs having no clue who was in her house.

As she ran into the kitchen she held her hairdryer over her head and screamed. Felix screamed and threw the broken glass he was picking up on the ground before running to the other side of the room. "What the hell?!" he yelled as he looked at his cut hands.

"What are you doing?" she yelled back.

"I was cleaning up a bowl I dropped, what were you going to blow me to death?"

"I could of killed you," she squinted placing the dryer on the counter. "Next time tell me your on your way home or something," she sighed agrivated.

"I thought you were asleep," he sighed as she squinted at him. "Whatever, I'm going to bed," she squinted, if looks could kill. Emma grabbed her dryer and retired to her room. As she turned her bedroom light on a loud thud could be heard from the roof. She looked at her open window as her curtains blew in the breeze. "Stiles if that is you I'm going to kill you," she groaned crossing the room to look outside. She stuck her head out the window and looked around the cold air made her wet hair feel like ice on her skin. She sighed and closed the window locking the hatches before pulling her hair into a wet messy bun. She turned around and let out another loud scream.

Stay away or your Next!

Was written in red lipstick on her mirror. Under the sentence was a spiral. Felix burst through the door and looked at her like she was bleeding out before him. "What's wrong?" he demanded examining her body as she just stared at the mirror. "Em? What is it?" he asked as he turned and looked at her mirror.

"I don't get it," she whispered snapping out of her trance. She walked closer as her brother left the room. As she touched the red words the power in the house had gone out the normal sound of the heaters quickly silenced and Emma pulled her phone out.

"Em are…"

"I'm fine," she called.

"Stay in the house, I'm going to check the circuit breaker," Felix called back as the sound of the front door closed. The white light from her phone shone brightly. On the glass Emma could see what looked to be oil from someone's hand. Taking a deep breath she let it out fogging the glass. She sighed in relief as nothing happened, but suddenly letters formed in her breath mark. She breathed a few more times as all the words appeared.

"What…the…?" she squinted as she took a picture of the words. "Make your choice, queen, a necklace or Derek?" she read aloud. She gasped realizing Derek had been telling her the truth. As the lights came back on and the front door closed again Emma frantically whipped the fog from the glass. She locked her phone and quickly climbed into bed turning her lights out so Felix would leave her alone. Emma laid in her bed her thoughts running a thousand miles per second. But as her breathing slowed down and her eyes grew heavy she finally fell asleep.

It didn't take long for a noise to pull her from her sleep. Her phone buzzed next to her bed and she quickly answered. "What time is it?" she groaned.

"Four," the voice on the other side said.

"In the morning," she yawned. A loud knock came from her window and she pulled herself from under the sheets slowly opening the window. Derek climbed in and looked around before closing it behind him. He was quiet for a few as she turned the light on and looked at him funny. "Aren't you going to apologize for waking me up," she smirked as he shrugged.

"I need your help," he said quickly, before looking at her mirror. "Who wrote that," he said angrily his voice carrying the answer.

"I don't know, but whoever did it has my necklace," she sighed hurt.

"The alpha has your necklace," he whispered touching the lip stick.

"The what?" she laughed. "What's an alpha?" Derek locked her door and sat her on the bed explaining everything he had known about the current situation.

"So your sister was killed by this alpha and that's why you're here?" she asked as Derek half nodded. "Then why do you need me?"

"Because, right now, it will be hell of a lot easier to keep you safe," he answered agrivated as she blushed. "You can stay here or come with me right now," he demanded as she looked at her warm bed and sighed.

"Give me one second," she smiled running into her closet grabbing her favorite sweatshirt and sweatpants. "Ok," she smirked unlocking her door.

"What are you doing, this way," Derek demanded unlocking the window. "You won't want to get caught," he smirked deviantly as they climbed onto the roof. After jumping from the second floor they ran to the street where Derek's camaro was parked. They climbed in and Derek sped down the street.

"Why…do you need me?" she asked as he looked at her for a brief second.

"I just do," he sighed as she slowly nodded and looked back out the window. They pulled up to what looked to be an abandoned warehouse and they both climbed out. Derek looked uneasy which sent fear into Emma's heart. "Listen," he grumbled as she looked at him. "If something happens, run, don't look back, just run."

"Nothing is…"

"Just run," he growled as she jumped and nodded. Derek jumped on top of a dumpster and wall jumped between two buildings to the roof of the warehouse. Emma watched, her mouth hanging open.

"I'm going to take the ladder," she whispered as Derek held his finger to his lips. Emma ran to the ladder and climbed as fast as she could. The adrenalin began pumping and she couldn't help but smile forgetting about the exhaustion she previously felt. Derek crouched on the edge looking around. "What are we looking for?" she asked as Derek grabbed her wrist and pulled her down. As she lifted her head she saw it, the alpha. "That's what I hit," she gasped as Derek covered her mouth, but it was too late. The alpha spotted them and to Emma it looked to be smiling. Around it's neck she spotted her necklace, the moon making the lighting blue stone to shimmer. Derek stood up and chased tail as the alpha ran from them. Emma stood fear causing her from moving. As she watched Derek jump from rooftop to rooftop she could hear a heart beat steady and calm while hers pounded in her chest.

She grabbed her chest feeling her own realizing she wasn't listening to her own but Derek's. With each slow beat that echoed in her head an ounce of courage pulsated through her body. She finally took her first few steps and looked down gasping at the fall. She looked up at the alpha and Derek hot on it's trail. She caught a glance of her necklace and her fists clenched. Taking a few deep breaths she backed up and charged jumping across the the gap landing on the next roof. She laughed loudly with a massive smile on her face and she continued running. She realized no matter how fast she ran she wouldn't be able to catch up, but her thoughts fled her mind as she jumped from roof to roof.

Emma immediately stopped running at the sound of gun shot and a skip of Derek's heart beat. She looked around realizing she was alone on the roofs in silence. The fear began sinking into her veins once more and realizing something happened she grabbed a ladder and climbed down before running down the street in a full sprint. Don't look behind you. She said in her mind trying to stay focused on the winding ally before her. She finally came to the street and looked around trying to gather her surroundings.

"Where am I?" she whined nervousness soaking into her voice. She ran down the street seeing a familiar sign realizing she was on the other side of town. She pulled her phone out and texted Scott hoping he wouldn't be too mad at her for texting him at four thirty in the morning. A few minutes after the text was sent her phone began ringing.

"Stay there," Scott said calmly.

"You're not mad?" she asked as he laughed on the other end. "Whatever….hurry I don't feel save, with the alpha out and everything," she said quickly.

"How do you know about…"

"Not now, just get here," she barked before hanging up. Down the alley behind her a few trash cans fell and Emma jumped flashing her phone light at the fallen cans seeing a raccoon eating from the garbage. A sharp pain pierced her heart and she grabbed her chest breathlessly. Scott turned around the corner and his headlights illuminated her face as she leaned on the stop sign gasping for air.

"Emma?!" Scott called as she let go of the sign and fell in the street. When she woke up she looked at the popcorn ceiling above her and sat up quickly gasping as the sunlight came through the window behind her. She looked at the clock seeing it was noon and she missed half the school day. A woman walked past the opened door and stopped looking at Emma with a happy smile.

"You feeling any better?" she asked.

"Where am I?" Emma asked looking at the woman nervously.

"My son took you home last night, said you passed out in the middle of the street," she answered Emma.

"You're Scott's mom," Emma smiled, "Mrs. McCall?" The woman nodded and walked over to Emma taking her wrist feeling her pulse.

"Don't worry, I'm a nurse," Mrs. McCall said as Emma giggled. "So what happened last night? Has this happened before?"

"Actually it has," Emma answered. "Could it happen to do with this Raynaud's disease?" Emma asked nervously as Mrs. McCall shook her head.

"No, Raynaud's makes you cold all the time," Mrs. McCall answered. "You don't pass out or anything. I don't understand why you would pass out. Could you explain what happened before?" Emma nodded slowly.

"But first I need to call my mom, she is going to kill me," Emma sniffed as Mrs. McCall smiled.

"Don't worry, I called her for you and told her what happened. Changed the story a little so you'd get in less trouble," she smiled as Emma laughed a little and thanked the older woman. "Now, can you tell me what happened?" Emma nodded and thought of what to tell her and what to keep to herself. She took a deep breath and soon explained all she thought was necessary. After finishing Mrs. McCall nodded and walked into the other room soon returning with a pill bottle.

"Honey, nothing serious is going on," Mrs. McCall said as Emma sighed in relief. "You sound like your having minor panic attacks, maybe from your father leaving or whatever you found out about your brother," she said handing the bottle to her. "If you start to feel an attack coming on pop only one." Emma nodded and hugged Mrs. McCall.

"Thank you, for everything," Emma whispered resting her head on Scott's pillow. A few minutes Emma stood up and walked down the stairs where Mrs. McCall was getting ready to leave for another shift at the hospital. "Thank you again Mrs. McCall, I'm going to go home. Before my mom freaks out anymore," Emma laughed as Mrs. McCall nodded understanding. Emma left the McCall house and began walking down the street. As she took the long way home she spotted Stiles' jeep pulled over to the side. She looked at the car with interest and crossed the street slowly walking over to the jeep. As she got closer she noticed Derek sitting in the passenger seat and he didn't look too well. "Are you ok?" she asked looking at him through the window as Stiles screamed causing Derek to grown in annoyance.

"I'm fine, go home," Derek grumbled as she looked at his arm.

"Oh my God, Derek that is far from ok," she blurted opening the door climbing in the back. Stiles soon returned to his original conversation with Derek.

"I can just let you out here and let your little werewolf ass die on the curb," he barked as Derek took a few deep breaths and looked at him darkly causing Emma to cower in the back.

"Stiles…drive…before I rip your throat out…with my teeth," Derek said seriously as Stiles blinked a few times.

"Ok, let's go for a drive, totally by choice and not by force," Stiles said intimidated as he turned the jeep back on and drove down the street. Emma leaned forward and placed her hand on Derek's shoulder. He looked back his eyes flashing blue causing her to shiver a little. Stiles' phone rang and he answered it quickly. "No I don't know where to drop him off," he said quickly. "Really? What about your boss?" Stiles said quickly as Emma sighed nervously.

"Tell him…he needs to find the bullet that I got shot with," Derek demanded as Stiles repeated what he said.

"That's what pulled me back," Emma whispered as Derek looked back at her funny. Before he could ask her anything Stiles was already talking to him about the bullet.

"Ok whatever, just find it soon," Stiles demanded before hanging up.

"Where are we taking him, a hospital isn't going to do anything, look at him," Emma barked.

"I see, Emma, we're going to the animal clinic," Stiles smirked looking at Derek. Emma sighed trying to not laugh at all. They pulled into the back of the animal clinic and Emma helped Derek into the building.

"Ok, we're safe," Stiles sighed in relief as Derek began looking around the room.

"What are you looking for?" Emma asked nervously as Derek glanced at her not truly wanting to answer her question.

"Question," Stiles spoke up as everyone looked at him, "What if Scott doesn't find the bullet in time? Are you going to die?" Stiles asked.

"Stiles, he is not going to die," Emma blurted defensively smacking the boy in the chest. Derek grabbed an electric saw and placed it on the metal operating table.

"If he doesn't get back in time then you're going to have to cut my arm off," Derek said seriously as Emma laughed with Stiles.

"You're joking right?" Emma laughed as Derek squinted at her. "Oh my God."

"I'm not going to cut your arm off," Stiles yelped.

"Why not? Do you pass out at the sight of blood?" Derek mocked as Stiles shook his head.

"Not at all, but maybe at a severed ARM!" Stiles yelled as Derek pulled his shirt off. Emma blushed as she tried looking away but forced herself not too, Derek was the best looking thing in the room to her even with a bloody gross hole in his arm. As she bit her lip and before her face could get even more red her phone rang. She jumped and answered it as everyone looked at her.

"Hello?" she asked trying to force her blush away.

"Where are you?" Felix asked as rolled her eyes her blush immediately dissipating.

"I'm out with some friends, why?" she said seriously.

"I'm just trying to protect my sister. Wow, cranky much," he laughed as she rolled her eyes. "Listen, we are going over to the Argent's house around nine, mom said to be there," he sighed as she looked at her watch seeing it was seven thirty.

"Ok, I'll be there," she sighed before hanging up. Derek looked at the clock on the wall and looked at Stiles.

"You're going to have to do it," Derek said as Emma turned around, his pale skin was whiter and he looked to be as if he was on his death bed. He gagged a little and leaned over vomiting a black fluid on the floor.

"Oh my God, what…what is that?" Emma asked covering her mouth trying not to vomit herself.

"My body…trying to heal itself you have to cut it off now," he panted as Stiles tried pumping himself up as he placed the blade to Derek's arm Emma covered her eyes.