Amy sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes, looking over at the clock 1:30 and walking into her bathroom. Looking in the mirror and baring her new werewolf teeth. She was putting her weekend makeup and outfit when she heard her father's heartbeat quicken, he was awake. Walking down the hallway, and quietly opening his bedroom door. "Hey, dad what'd you want for lunch?" Amy asked, the door only half opened. Stiles looked up and smiled, "I'll take some eggs and bacon with toast." Nodding Amy went down the stair and walked down to the kitchen. While cooking the eggs the phone rang, picking it up and lifting it to her ear. "Hey, who is this?" Amy asked into the phone, placing one of the eggs on a plate along with a piece of bacon and toast, walking up the stairs. "Um, this is. Wait who is this?" "Oh um, Amy Stilinski-Hale or just Stilinski," Amy said confused. She could hear someone letting out a shaky breath, "Amy sweetie... I'm your father." Amy stopped letting the plate slip out of her hand. Stiles ran down the stairs, "dad" Stiles looked up. "Yeah, sweetie wha-" but stopped when he realized she was talking to the person on the other end of the phone. Stiles motioned for Amy to give him the phone, handing it to him. "Hey Der, long time no see. Um, I got your note, then I threw it on the floor. I hate you, Derek, you left me and my daughter, not our daughter not anymore."

"Stiles, listen to me, please!"

"No! Derek, I'm hanging up."

"Stiles, I need to tell you something!" Sighing, "what?!" "Come back, please."

Stiles hung up the phone then threw it across the room, walking into his room, Amy grabbed him by the shoulder. He turned around, eyes full of tears. One fell down his cheek and fell to the floor, Amy pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry Amy I'm a terrible dad," Stiles said Amy walked him into the living room. Sitting her father on the couch, then scanning the room, her gaze falling on a yellow piece of paper crumpled up on the floor. Getting off the couch Amy walked over and picked up the piece of paper. "Dad! This is Pa's address, we need to visit him," Amy said smiling. Stiles got up off the couch and ripped the paper out of her hands, "no, we don't." Amy glared at him, ripping the paper out of her father's hand. "Then I'll go by myself," Amy said walking out of the house, closing the door behind her. Getting into her jeep, that Stiles had bought her for her sixteenth Birthday. She hopped into the driver's seat, closing the door then turning the car on. Sighing, followed by a smoke like steam. Shivering, while her arms were wrapped around herself she scanned the back of her jeep for a jacket. "Come on there has to be something in this mess," Amy said. Using one hand to rummage through her backpack, the other still wrapped around her. "Looking for this," her father said from behind her. She scoffed, turning around to see Stiles holding up his red jacket, Amy nodded. Stiles smirked then threw the jacket through the jeep's opened window. Amy smiled at her father then looked straight, putting the jacket on. "Amy, I'm coming with you. I'm sorry," Stiles said to his daughter. Gesturing for Stiles to get into the car, he opened the door of the passenger seat and got in the car.

...

"Hey, Amy google maps says it's gonna take nine hours and forty-nine minutes. Well, that sucks!" Stiles said to his daughter, Amy rolled her eyes at him. "Well Duh! We've been driving for about two hours, and were in Califonia we need to get to Portland Organ. How long did you think it would take, thirty minutes? Plus We need gas does Google Maps also say where the nearest gas station is?" Amy asked her father, Stiles looked at her then back at his phone the light illuminating his face in the dark car and outside. Sure it was only like three pm but it was the middle of December and got dark really early. "one mile, oh and I need money," Stiles said holding out his hand. "Hey dad reality check, I'm your daughter not mother. Get your own money!"

"I gave birth to you! Thank you very much!" Stiles protested, and Amy finally gave in giving her father the ten dollars that were in her pocket. Amy turned the radio up and "I Like It" By Cardi B came on, Amy started tapping her fingers on the steering wheel about twenty-three seconds into the song. Then a minute later she was full on lip syncing, Stiles (who was still on his phone) reached over and changed the station. "Hey I was listening to that, this is my jeep so I get to choose the radio!" Amy said, playfully punching her dad in the arm. "I bought it for you! So it's still kinda mine," Stiles said looking up from his phone. Amy groaned then turned the radio off completely, "are we getting closer to the gas station?" Amy asked Stiles, he nodded, "next right turn and we should be at the gas station." Amy turned right and drove straight for about 3 minutes until they arrived at the gas station. Pulling up to a gas fuel dispenser, both father, and daughter getting out of the jeep. "Hey, dad could you fill up the tank... Please?" Amy asked shrugging, Stiles nodded. "thanks," Amy whispered handing her credit card to Stiles. Then running into the convenience store, opening the door and a little ding, dang sounded. One of the workers asked if Amy was looking for anything in particular, "no, not really. What's a f'real?" Amy asked pointing to a f'real machine. "Oh, it's just a milkshake machine," the worker explained. "Um, actually I do have one question. Do you have any curly fries?" Amy asked the worker nodded, "yeah, how many?" She said pulling some curly fries out of an oven. "Two please, and can I have two f'reals, plus two chicken tender baskets," Amy said. The worker nodded grabbing another bag of curly fries and two baskets of chicken out of the oven, putting them in their own separate bags one curly fry and chicken tender basket in each, and handing them to Amy. "that'll be $7.50," the worker said Amy handed her some money she had got from her car. Amy smiled then walked over to the f'real machine looking at the choices, she ended up getting her dad a vanilla and got herself a strawberry. Walking out of the store and to the car, getting in the car and turning it on. "finally, what took you so long?" Stiles said glaring at his daughter, Amy threw his bag of curly fries and chicken tenders on his lap putting his milkshake in one out of the two cup holders, placing her's in the remaining cupholder. "Oh, heck yeah!" Her father yelled, looking through his bag. Driving away Amy look over at her father who was practically inhaling his food, mostly curly fries.

2 hours later, it was so dark Amy could only see in front of her. Her father had fallen asleep, she looked over to him then back to the road. Looking up she saw a black figure running across the road, thinking it was a deer she kept going. She drove for another 15 minutes when she saw it again running across the road but stopped in the middle, she slammed the brakes waking up her dad. "Amy where-" Stiles asked but stopped when he saw a wolf, pitch black fur, glowing blue eyes standing in the middle of the road. "Der?" Stiles whispered under his breath slowly getting out of the car. "Dad, stop it's going to kill you!" Amy said grabbing onto her father's hand, he glared at her, Amy released her grip. Amy watched from the inside of her jeep as Stiles walked up to the wolf. The wolf looked up at Stiles and slowly took the form of a human.

"Stiles"

"Derek"