"Let's go." Derek started walking quickly in the direction Scott took off. Agent McCall stood stoic. "What's wrong?" Derek sighed.

"My son is apparently a werewolf and I'm supposed to believe all of you just going off your words?"

"Yes. For now. Scott doesn't like to shift unless it's necessary." Derek shrugged.

"Are there more of you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Monsters."

Derek took several quick strides back to the FBI agent. "Don't ever call us monsters. We are werewolves. Don't get me wrong, there are monsters out there. But all of us that backup Scott, we are not monsters. I'm a born werewolf with rage issues, believe it or not, Scott taught me more about control than my family ever did. How to stay human, to accept the animal but remain human. There is a reason that we all follow Scott. If anything you should be proud of him." Derek scoffed, "Your son is a true alpha. One of the most powerful kinds of werewolves out there. To become an alpha, you need to kill an alpha or be born with that power. Not true alphas. A true alpha earns his power by rising to the occasion." Derek finished with a growl. "Follow me, or I'm leaving you here." He turned, and began walking away.

Agent McCall shook off his surprise and followed after him.

"What did you find?" Scott dropped from his sprint into a jog when he was within eyeshot of his betas.

"It's hard to explain. But... Well... It smells like decomposition." Hayden shook her head.

Chris Argent was crouched a few feet away from Liam, Scott, and Hayden, as they formed a group to talk.

"It's like a pile of flesh". Liam shuddered.

"What?"

"More like skin." Hayden corrected. "Skin... Of someone we know." She trailed off.

Scott's face went stern and he walked over to Argent who appeared to be poking something with a stick.

"It looks like something she'd its skin. Like a lizard does." Argent setback on his heels as Scott approached.

The alpha's face blanched. The smell was repulsive enough. Since when is the sheriff something that could shed its skin? He asked as he tried to make sense of the sight of Stiles's father's crumpled face laying on top of more skin like material. What the hell can shed its skin like that?

"The only thing that comes to mind is reptilian. But we know that the sheriff is not a supernatural. So we could be looking for something that can change its appearance into someone or something else." Argent stood up. "Call the girls. See if they found anything in the bestiary."

"Good idea." Scott pulled out his phone and started looking for Kira's number.

"We're gonna go ahead and see if we can find anything else." Liam called out to Scott. The alpha nodded to him and he and Hayden continued in the original direction.

Finally dialing Kira, the phone rang a few times before she picked up.

"What's up?" She asked, her voice high-pitched and worried, yet still managing to put Scott's nerves at ease.

"Just checking in, have you two found anything yet?"

"No... Unfortunately... Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Put me on speaker really quick."

"Ok, you're on."

"Lydia?" Scott asked carefully.

"Yes?" The irrational strawberry blond answered.

"We just found a pile of skin. Or what looks like it. How many creatures are in there that would be able to shed their skin?"

"Not many, but still too many. Got anything else?"

"Yeah, we think it's a shapeshifter of some sort... Because the skin Liam, Hayden, and Argent found... Well, it looks a lot like the sheriff. I'll send you a picture in a moment."

"Well if anything it's a clue. Take a lot of pictures from different angles that we can look at later." Lydia's voice was laced with irritation.

"Will do."

"See you all in a bit?"

"Yeah. See you soon." Scott paused. "Kira?"

"Yes?"

"I love you." His voice dipped to a lower tone, his eyes falling shut as he said it.

She smiled. "Love you more."

Kira set the phone down only to pick it up a moment later when Malia called.

"Hey, have you got anything?" She asked eagerly.

"No. Nothing is out of the ordinary here. Can you ask Lydia what she wants me to do?"

"Why don't you ask Scott?"

"I don't want to bother him. He reeked of stress and anxiety when we all went over this morning."

"Tell her to go to school. We'll need the notes anyway." Lydia shrugged.

"How did you hear that?" Kira turned, eyebrows furrowed.

"Banshee." Lydia didn't even look up.

Kira nodded and turned back to the computer. "You catch that?"

"Ya. But if I go back now I'll have to go to math class. Can I go in late or something?"

"No." Lydia responded before Kira had the chance.

"Fine…" Malia grumbled.

"Good luck…" Kira said awkwardly.

"Whatever…" Malia said just before a click.

"Hey, this might be something." Lydia called Kira's attention. "It's something called a doppelgänger... They take the form of a human or a humanoid and can shed that appearance when necessary. However, they are also able to live in that form for the rest of their lives as the organ is also alive."

"If it's a live organ then it would smell like decomposition." Kira connected the dots out loud.

"Yes. Yes, it would." Lydia flipped to the next page, hoping to find more information, to no avail.

"I'll look it up."

"There's no telling how reliable the information on the Internet will be."

"We can still look." The fox shrugged and turned back to her computer.

"Scott!" Agent McCall called from a distance, drawing the alpha's attention. "I just got a text from Stilinski. He wants all you kids back at the station for formal questioning.' He helped up his phone so Scott could see.

"Where are the Betas? And what the hell is that smell?" Derek's nose scrunched.

"They both just left, there looking for anything else that might lead somewhere. They found that." Scott gestured to the crumpled pile of skin that Agent was snapping photos of.

"What the hell is that?" Scott's father grimaced as he has walked closer.

"We won't know for sure till we find some more clues. Right now we have next to nothing." Chris shook his head in irritation.

"We need to call it in." Agent McCall pulled out his phone again.

"Are you kidding? It looks like his father!" Scott's age ration came through.

"No, I'm not kidding. It's a lead in the case. I don't know how you all found this before the dogs did, but a lead is a lead."

"We told you how we found it." Derek's gaze went dark at the man's words.

"You told me. Doesn't mean that I believe any of it. As far as I can tell something is going on. I don't know what. But I'm pretty damn sure it's not werewolves or any other bull shit like that. A boy is missing and you all are playing make believe!"

Derek took a step forward at the man's words, rage seething through his veins. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down. He doesn't believe and he doesn't have to. We told him, now it's up to him." Scott pulled his hand away from Derek. "Dad, it's fine, just... Forget everything we said. Focus on finding Stiles. We all will, in our own ways. Derek, let's go." The two began to walk away.

"Did you text the betas about going to the station?"

"Shit, no. Are you going?"

"I don't need to…"

Their voices vanished to agent McCall. "How about you? Do you believe any of the crap they-" He turned to find Argent and the pile of skin gone? Great.

A.N.: This one is a tad late, sorry guys. Enjoy! :)