Hey! Chapter eighteen here. I'm really writing my butt off for these chapters considering the job I have. Doesn't cut that much time, it is tiring, but I still won't stop writing for you all! You guys all keep me motivated. Enjoy!

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"What if mom is next?" Lucy thought aloud once she entered the house. Scott was right behind her with his eyebrows furrowed close together. "If healers are the next sacrifice, then mom could be a potential target."

"I know," Scott murmured in agreement.

"You're mom is the next sacrifice?" Isaac was bewildered as he stood on the staircase with both hands shoved inside his pockets. He was using the bathroom when he heard them return and talking about their mom being in danger. "Did two people die already?"

Lucy took off her jacket as she lazily hung it on the hanger. "From what we know: one doctor already died. The other doctor is currently missing," she told him with a sad sigh.

"What do you guys plan on doing then?" Isaac walked down the remaining steps and stood a few inches away from his girlfriend and Scott. His blue eyes stared at the twins, waiting for an answer from them. He mostly looked at Scott though as he trusted his judgement and whatever the tan werewolf said: Isaac would follow.

Scott snapped his fingers quickly. "It's going to sound insane, but it's the best one I could think of."

"Which is?" Lucy crossed her arms together as she asked him to explain the plan. Isaac also crossed his arms over his chest and Scott glanced between the couple.

"We watch mom overnight," he said and Lucy's eyebrow rose. "Look: you, me and Isaac could switch turns on watch throughout the night. Maybe an hour each. If the darach tries to show up, we could stop it."

Lucy wasn't entirely convinced about it. "Are you sure that's the best we have?"

"Do you have a better plan?"

She opened her mouth while raising a finger, but stopped. "Point taken. Fine, we'll go with your plan, but it's going to involve lots of caffeine."

"So we're going to start watch when your mom falls asleep?" Isaac asked Scott and the tan werewolf nodded at him. "All right. If your mom is a target then it's best to do this."

Scott gave him a small grin before heading off to the kitchen. He opened the fridge while eying inside and a light frown formed on his face. He lifted his head up to see Isaac approaching him closer and Lucy decided to grab a glass of water.

"There's no soda," Scott complained and slammed the door shut, but not too hard. He checked his wallet and a satisfied smile crept on his face. "I'll go to the supermarket to buy some more and maybe a couple of snacks. Do you guys have something in mind?"

"Oreos!" Lucy chirped after she swallowed the water down. "And get the fudge covered ones. I liked those a lot."

"I'll settle for some gummy worms," Isaac casually shrugged like no big deal. He couldn't help but chuckle at Lucy and how adorable she sounded. "That's all I want."

"So gummy worms, oreos and sodas," Scott mentally listened them and found his keys to his bike. "I'll be back in fifteen minutes," he opened started to head out the kitchen, but spun around with a serious face. "No funny business."

"Just go," she pushed him out the doorway with a soft giggle. She sighed in relief and plopped herself down on the couch. A large shadow loomed over her and Lucy stretched her neck back to stare up at Isaac's face. "What?"

"Nothing," he shrugged as he rested his hands on either side of her head. It helped him keep his balance and Isaac lazily gazed into the TV screen that showed a random commercial. "But you should bake more often."

"You didn't finish the cake did you?"

"I'm not that fat," he mocked a hurt frown and Lucy laughed.

"I never said you were," she teased him. She raised a finger above her and lightly tapped his nose. "And you're a werewolf. You don't need to worry about you getting fat, it would be impossible."

Isaac jumped over the couch and took a seat beside her in a smooth motion. His arm slid behind her shoulders and Lucy cocked her head to the side. She gave him a quirked eyebrow at his direction and Isaac simply held a boyish grin. The girl shook her head for his weird behaviors, but it suited him well. His skin seemed to have glowed more ever since he started staying here in her house, and his eyes beamed brighter than ever.

"There are some things I remember," Isaac spoke out quietly and Lucy turned her head at him. His eyes gazed into hers with a calm, but serious expression. "About that night…they're small and a bit blurry, but I remember some."

"Isaac," Lucy warned him to stop. "Please don't talk about it okay? I already told you to forget it. What's done is done."

"But I seemed to have let you down," he angrily confessed to her. "It was a step up for our relationship, and I can't even remember any of it. You deserve more than that."

Lucy rubbed her eyes. "I know, but you were poisoned. Just like every other werewolf that was on that bus," she murmured the last three words quietly. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and gave him a sad smile. "I'm just glad you didn't try to kill yourself."

"Well I want to make it up somehow."

Lucy gave him a ridiculous look. "We're not going to have sex, Isaac. Not now though…I need to wait for a month."

Isaac was confused. "A month for what?"

"We didn't actually used protection, Isaac," she confessed to him. "I only took the pill, but that was it." Her hand rested on her stomach and his blue eyes quickly glanced at it.

"You mean…"

Lucy sadly nodded. "I could be pregnant."

Isaac felt like bricks had fallen upon him.

The birds happily chirped outside as morning had came upon Beacon Hills.

A light breeze blew the white curtains that were above the sleepy Mama McCall. The tired nurse leaned her face closer to her thick, comfortable pillow and snuggled under her blankets. She tried to hide from the sunlight that broke into her room, but gave up. Melissa yawned and stretched her arms as she woke up. Melissa turned her head to the front of the room and gasped in surprised to find Isaac, Scott and Lucy all asleep on the floor.

Scott opted for the one chaired-sofa and had a light blanket over his body. His mouth was slightly opened while his head laid to the side. Isaac had his body hunched forward to a random pillow with his mouth opened as well. Lucy rested her head against Scott's chair while she hugged a red pillow in her arms.

Unlike the boys, her mouth was closed.

"Really?" She quietly sighed to herself. "Hey…you guys. Guys!"

The three heard the yell of Melissa's voice and immediately shot up to their feet. Lucy tiredly rubbed her eyes as she quickly glanced between Scott and Isaac. The three were obviously a mess and Lucy felt her hair become all messy and wild.

The three teens then stared at the woman with wide eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked them with a blunt tone.

Isaac raised his hands at her. "Uh, we were watching over you."

Lucy scratched her head. "You know…it doesn't sound right if you think of it for a moment," she sheepishly chuckled. Scott shook his head and moved forward towards the bed.

"We wanted to make sure you weren't the third sacrifice," he honestly explained and Melissa thought it over. She then scrunched her face together.

"But all three of you were asleep," she pointed out and Lucy narrowed her eyes. She snapped her head over to Scott.

"Didn't I wake you up for the next watch?"

"You did," he answered, but pointed to Isaac. "You were on watch last."

Isaac lifted his gaze at Scott. "What are you talking about? You were on watch last."

Lucy gently squeezed her hand on his bicep. "Isaac…you were last…"

It then came back to him slowly into pieces. He stared at Melissa's direction with a sincere face.

"I might've been on watch last."

Melissa eyebrows rose for a second as if she were saying: 'Of course you were.' She then patted her sheets that laid on her lap while laughing. The woman couldn't help but give them all a soft smile for their deed.

"My heroes," she chuckled and Melissa remembered something. "Wait, didn't you say that they were all doctors? I mean, I haven't had an M.D recently attacked to the end of my name, so I think I'm in the clear."

"Yeah," Scott started out as he moved closer. Lucy began to pick up the extra pillows and blankets they brought over. "But it could just come under any kind of healer, mom, and you were definitely a healer last night."

"Not to mention the times you would kiss our booboos when we were little," Lucy added from behind and their mother laughed once more. The woman still remembered when Scott and Lucy were little, how the two would play together. One day Lucy and Scott were playing tag outside in the backyard and the little girl accidentally scraped her knee from the fall. Lucy's cries were heard from inside the house and Melissa rushed outside to see the girl's face drenched with tears while Scott tried to calm her down by sitting beside his sister and giving her his toy car.

Lucy's cries turned into sniffles as her little fingers took the car in her hands. She soon forget about the bleeding wound as Scott showed her how to play with the car. He moved it around on the grass while making noises and Lucy happily giggled.

Melissa couldn't help but smile at the sight.

Long memories.

"Yeah, well," she shook herself from memory lane and back to the present. "I'm not gonna be anyone's human sacrifice today, so the three of you: get your butts to school."

Lucy grabbed her binder for math class.

As she closed the locker door, Lucy turned around only to crash into what seemed like a brick wall. Her head lifted up in shock to see Aiden standing in front with a devilish grin on his face. It had been days since he last bothered her, and Lucy thought she was in the clear from him once he took interest in Lydia.

Unfortunately, he came back.

"What?" She growled at him and Aiden held his hands up in surrender.

"Whoa," he whistled quietly, staring down at her. "Can't I have a friendly conversation with you?"

"I don't think the word 'friendly' is even in your vocabulary," she snorted at him as she brushed passed him. As she marched down the hall, Aiden quickly caught up to her and laughed.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," he teased at her and Lucy gave him a harsh glare. "You know: that angry look doesn't suit you. You're more beautiful when you smile."

Lucy stopped her walking.

She spun to the side while placing a hand on her hip.

"Listen, Aiden," Lucy began at the alpha werewolf. "The only reason you'e harassing me is because I owe you a 'repayment'," she spat the last word out of her mouth.

Aiden smirked. "Ah yes," he snapped his fingers. "Thank you for reminding me of that. You know, that repayment could be easily turned into a date."

"And once again: I have a boyfriend."

"You think I care?"

"You think I would say 'yes' to that date?" She counter-back at him as she hugged the binder closer to her chest. "Besides: I already repaid you. The night at the motel, your brother tried to commit suicide by using a handsaw to cut his stomach. If it weren't for me, Stiles, Allison and Lydia to stop him: Ethan would have been found dead, bloody and his body in half. I saved your brother's life, so we're even."

With that, Lucy marched down the hallway and headed off to math class.

The door to Derek's loft slid opened and Derek's emerald, green eyes stared at them with an unamused expression. The alpha werewolf slouched at his seat at the spiral staircase and he curled his hands together.

"Go back to school," he bluntly ordered them to leave, not even bothering to say hello.

"Well, actually, we can't," Isaac strutted inside into his loft with a wicked grin. The other teen simply rolled his brown eyes at him. "Boyd and I are incredibly and unbelievably sick."

Derek snorted at Isaac. "With what, brain damage?"

"Well, I have a migraine," he explained his illness and then gestured to the other werewolf. "And, uh, Boyd here has explosive diarrhea."

Derek's face scrunched in disgust. His eyes followed Isaac and watched him as he leaned against his table while flipping through the thick book. Boyd rolled his eyes as he decided to fill in to Derek on why they were actually here.

"We're here to protect you."

"You're here to protect me?" Derek stepped down from the spiral staircase with a shocking tone. The older man stared at the two teenagers with curious eyes. "Well, I'm in trouble then."

"Actually," Isaac spoke up while still holding the book. "Boyd here came up with a plan."

"Yeah," Boyd added on to his statement. "I thought about the time Gerard had me and Erica locked up, tied up with electrical wires pushing current through us," he explained as he opened up his red duffle bag. Derek simply crossed his arms over his chest as he remained silent while Boyd was talking.

"I was wondering how we do something like that," he took out the large wires and held them in his hand. "But on a bigger scale."

Isaac closed the book shut with a satisfied smirk as he hopped off the table. He turned to face Derek while his are spread wide like a ring master at a circus. Isaac sent him a short nod at his direction and Derek glanced at Boyd with his eyebrow raised. Boyd shrugged and Derek sighed while telling the dark skinned werewolf to get the hose. As Boyd began to flood Derek's loft, he explained further on how his plan might actually work against the alpha pack.

"In a pool of electrified water, it can take up to fifty milliamps to kill a normal human," he dropped the hose on the floor. Derek eyed the water bursting out from the hole before staring at Boyd again. "Less than the power it takes to turn on a light bulb."

"That's comforting," Derek noted sarcastically while sharing a look with Isaac.

"If we disable the circuit interrupter in the building's electrical room," Boyd suggested to Derek, "the current will keep coming, and anyone who steps foot in here, they'll get a pretty shocking surprise."

Isaac pulled away from the wall he was leaning against.

"Especially someone who's barefoot," he smirked devilishly.

The fire bell rang.

Lucy lifted her head up as her eyes scanned the classroom. The teacher ordered everyone to calmly exit the room and out the school. As Lucy immediately snatched her belongings into her arms, her phone buzzed inside her pocket. She quickly took it out and it was a text from Stiles.

Chem lab room like NOW

She gripped her phone as Lucy left the classroom and instead of following the direction like majority of the students were walking, she turned down to the other hallway and sprinted towards the lab room. As she found the door, her hand turned the knob and opened the door to see Lydia and Stiles. She also noticed another person in the room, her green eyes pierced at Lucy and the girl realized she was Derek's younger sister: Cora.

"What's going on?" Lucy asked as she entered further into the room. The girl eyed Cora quickly before staring at Lydia who merely shrugged. The redhead then jerked her thumb at Stiles while rolling her eyes.

"Ask him. He's the one with this crazy plan," she snorted and Lucy looked at Stiles. The teen boy lifted his finger before turning around and pulled out something from his bag. He slammed what seemed to be…

"A ouija board?" Lydia gave him a panned stare at him for stooping so low.

"Stiles…I think you might have just offended her," Lucy sighed as she took a seat in front of the redhead girl. Stiles gave Lucy a humorless laugh at her direction before lifting the cover and taking out the materials.

"Also called a spirit board," he added on. "And it's worth a shot."

"A shot in the dark," Lydia remarked and Lucy stifled a laugh from escaping her mouth. Stiles sent daggers down at the brunette.

"You know you're not exactly helping," he scolded at her and Lucy merely rolled her eyes. He then returned his attention to Lydia. "Could you just try it, please, okay? Let's not forget who this for: Scott's boss, the guy who has saved our collective asses on more than one occasion."

"Wait, wait, wait," Lucy blurted out from where she sat. She gazed directly into Stiles eyes, wondering what was going on. "What happened to Deaton?"

Stiles inwardly sighed. "He was the last sacrifice. He called Scott during physics today and told him he was going to be kidnapped. We went to his office, but we were too late. He was gone."

How could she forget about Deaton.

Doctor.

Healer.

He was the third sacrifice.

"Fine," she gestured him to continued with his idea on finding Deaton.

"Oh, wait," Cora finally spoke up from her silence. Lucy stared at her briefly. "Should we all do this?"

As Stiles nodded, everyone extended their arms forward and placed both hands on the planchette. "You guys ready?"

"Yup," Lucy answered quickly as she wanted to get this over with. She wanted to find Deaton as soon as possible.

"Yeah," Lydia exhaled quietly.

"Yes," Cora gave him an attitude and Lucy could help but give her a nasty stare. She might be Derek's sister, but it didn't give her the right to act this way towards Stiles. He only trying to help out in someway.

Stiles nodded. "Where's Dr. Deaton?"

Each of them gazed at the small object. Their fingers were completely still as the waited for it to move so an answer could appear. Lucy glanced up to see Lydia staring off to space as it was clearly not working for her. She noticed the pair of eyes on her and she frowned.

"What?"

"Aren't you gonna answer it?" Stiles asked her, leaning his head closer to her.

Lydia gave him a confused look. "Oh, I don't know the answer. I thought we were asking some sort of spirit."

"Well, do you know any spirits?" Cora questioned Lydia from her seat. The strawberry blonde pointed a finger at her direction.

"Is she for real?"

Lucy pulled her hands away with a sigh. "That went quite well. What other ideas do you have up your sleeves, Stiles?" She joked at him, but Stiles took out some keys. Her eyes narrowed at them, but he focused on Lydia right now.

"Okay, these are Deaton's keys for the clinic," he explained to her. "Close you're eyes, and I'm gonna put 'em in your hand, and then we're just gonna try and see if you can feel out for his location. It's called psychometry."

Lydia pointed out one flaw. "I'm not a psychic."

"You're something! Okay?" He screamed at her. Lucy rubbed the temple of her forehead as Cora rolled her eyes at the scene. "Just," he breathed for a moment. "Lydia, put your hand, and…"

Lydia cuts him short as she shows him her palm. Stiles gently placed the keys on her hand and Lydia jumped for a bit. Lucy wondered if she found something, anything that could lead them to Deaton and she sat straight up. As Stiles' eyes went wide, he asked her a simple 'What?'

"They're cold."

"Incredible," Lucy muttered under her breath. As Stiles began to scold Lydia for not concentrating hard enough and that they're trying to save lives, Lydia soon closed her eyes. She clutched the keys in her hands and the three teens observed her facial expressions. At one point, it seemed that Lydia was focusing something very hard.

Something important.

"What is it?" Stiles calmly asked her. "What do you see?"

She opened her eyes. "Nothing."

"All right," Stiles' patience was wearing thin. He held out a pencil in his fingers. "Plan C: automatic writing."

"Automatic writing?" Lydia glanced at Lucy. "Is he serious?"

"Lydia," her voice was muffled by her face being covered her hands. The brunette lifted her head up to meet the redhead's gaze. "He used a ouija board as his first try. At least compared this is: it's less ridiculous."

With that being said, Lydia snatched the pencil from his fingers. She opened to fresh piece of paper, completely blank and unused. It didn't take long for Lydia to be quickly absorbed into the task she was doing. The pencil markings she drew on the paper went from small lines to becoming something bigger and…

"Lydia, what are you doing?" Stiles' voice blurted for the millionth time today. "What…what the hell is that?"

"A tree."

Stiles' eyes went wide as saucers when he glanced at Lucy. The boy jerked a thumb at the girl that was busy drawing something from nature. Something that was completely useless to Stiles at the moment. Lucy simply shrugged, too tired to even argue with him at this point.

"A tr-" he blinked and composed himself. "Lydia, you're supposed to be writing words, like in sentences, something like a location, something that would tell us where he is!"

"Well, maybe you should've said that."

"Isn't she supposed to be some kind of genius?" Cora's attitude was shown once again. Lydia felt this and snapped her head at her direction.

"Genius? Yes," she sassed at the female werewolf. "Psychic, no. Honestly, I don't know why you're even bothering with me anyway," Lydia resumed to her drawing the tree. Lucy quietly observed her friend as she wondered why Lydia decided to draw a tree. "I mean, especially since it's obvious you should be talking to Danny."

Danny?

"What? Why Danny?" Stiles demanded an answer.

"Because…" All heads whipped towards the door and saw Scott clutching his shoulder. "Last night, he was a target. But it wasn't a sacrifice."

Chapter eighteen is done! So Lucy might be pregnant. I'm still not sure yet, so that's why I used the word "could". Also: I can't thank you guys enough. 200 reviews before reaching chapter twenty. That has never happened before for me, but you all made it happen ^_^ Thank you guys once again! Here's the question of today:

Would you want to go on a shopping spree with Deucalion or with the Darach?

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