Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf

Summary: Scott gets bitten luckily he has his best friends Stiles and Allison to help him through it. A different take on Teen Wolf season one including Malia as well. Scallison and Stalia

A.N: Okay, this might really be my longest A.N so here goes.

Seriously thank you for all the reviews. I really really really love reading what you think about it since it's the piece I'm most dealing with right now and thinking about and overthinking and wondering if you will like it and if it will be believable so I hope it really is because that's really what I'm hoping for. I know most of you are probably getting tired of my your review made up my day but it's the true. Most of you who write as well know what it's like when someone leaves you a review about how much he liked the story or added to favs or just start following.

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I know it's completely something different than what the show well shows but I took everything from it and just put it into a different kind of version. I always wondered if Scott and Stiles were missing a girl friend. You know the Harry Potter kind – Why is it always the three of you? I also hated the idea that Scott would save Malia and then just leave her to figure things out by herself. I know that Malia was supposed to be a one episode character at first so maybe that was the reason but I still hated it. I hope I'm showing the best of each other the character and you will enjoy it even several chapters later which I hope I can deliver as soon as possible as well XD

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Anyway, I know I wrote that I had big plans for Scallison in this chapter but it got too long so I moved it to the next one. Don't kill me :3

Enjoy

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Chapter Six: I Love Learning I Just Hate Studying

Scott fell to the ground as Derek punched his hard into the face.

He heard the noise Stiles made as he landed and wondered if this was seriously the only way to deal with this stuff but then again he asked for it. Literally.

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After Allison he came to Derek's. Stiles was right. The house was super creepy especially at night and he really wondered if coming was the right thing to do but what other choice did he have?

Sighing he walked inside. He instantly noticed his surroundings through his senses. He was really getting good at it.

'So you flipped out at lacrosse today, didn't you?' asked Derek as he came down the stairs. He knew he was coming.

Scott looked around. The house looking nothing like a family home it surely once was. He couldn't imagine losing everything the way Derek did.

'I attacked one of my friends,' he said closing his eyes. He would have a hard time until he would stop hating himself for that.

Derek nodded, 'I told you…lacrosse was dangerous.'

Scott shook his head, 'It wasn't lacrosse… it was him. The alpha,' he said and pointed at the back of his head.

Derek took a couple of steps closer to him and looked at the back of his neck, 'Did he watch your memories or…?'

'Stiles thinks he took the memory of how he looked like in the first place. We also might have a chance to find out how he looks from the school cameras.'

Derek faced him, 'You want to show them to Argents?'

'Well, first of all I want to show them to you. You managed to stop me in the woods…would you be able to stop him as well?'

When Derek shook his head Scott's heart sank a bit, 'No, not without your help. You can't even begin to understand how strong he is.'

Scott swallowed remembering how he held down cutie, 'Believe me, I can.'

He looked at the man, 'Which is why I want your help. Is there a way to reverse this? Make me human again? Any kind of way or chance?' he asked so hopefully Derek almost wished he could tell him the answer he was hoping for but he couldn't.

'It's not a disease, Scott. I know you see it that way right now but believe me. It's not.'

'That didn't answer my question.'

He sighed, 'No, there isn't.'

Scott closed his eyes again, 'I can live with this. I almost killed one of my best friend today.'

'Avoid getting angry… quit lacrosse and I will help you with the rest.'

Scott shook his head, 'No, I'm not quitting.'

He blinked, 'What?'

'I said I'm not quitting and he can't make me. I'm not quitting lacrosse or school or my friends or life. I know I can do this somehow but I need your help.'

Derek shook his head and took a few steps away, 'I'm not helping you if you don't listen to me. You have to quit. Think about the risk. Not only that you could hurt someone but what if someone sees you? Hm? Word gets out. The Argents find out and they kill you. Story ends. You can't risk shifting on the field.'

'Then train me to be better,' said Scott and followed him, 'You can help me learn to control myself better.'

Derek sighed. Jesus, he hated dealing with this pup. He reminded him of himself. He was just like that. He didn't want to follow the rules he wanted to have fun and live his life. He didn't quit when his family told him to. He didn't stop seeing Page. He dated Kate Argent for Christ's sake. Teenagers were incredibly selfish.

'Come on Derek, please. Besides if I leave the team Mr. Argent will ask questions. He knows me.'

Derek shook his head before he turned to him again, 'You either leave the team or I won't help you.'

Scott raised his brows at him, 'Are you serious right now? You're giving me an if or else choice?'

Derek waited silently for his next words. Scott looked like he couldn't believe Derek would do such a thing to him. He seriously didn't know but he was immune to his hurt puppy look. He grew up with hurt puppy werewolf looks hell he even used some himself back in the day.

However, when Scott looked at him again there was a new found determination, 'How about this? Either I stay on the team or I'll tell Allison to slip to her that the new huntress spends a lot of time on the first floor of your house.' It surprised him as well that he could even pick up and match the heartbeat to the woman when he never even really met her properly.

Derek frowned at him. They started a staring contest. Both of them were trying to determinate whether one of them was bluffing until Derek nodded, 'Fine but it will be tough and from now on you have to listen to me.'

Scott nodded, 'I just want my life back and my friends safe.'

He looked behind Derek, 'Hey, uh, can you hear me? Can you keep a close eye on Allison?'

He licked his lips, 'I can't be sure but I have a feeling he told me something about her…I can't remember but I know that he came to me today and I ended up hurting her and I just feel like it's not a coincidence.'

Both man waited for a moment before he heard a female voice, 'Of course, Scott.'

He nodded and looked back at Derek, 'When do we start?'

'Right now,' said Derek right before he punched him, hard. Scott had a feeling it wasn't just because of the training.

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Scott groaned but started counting. This was his task. Stand a punch without shifting and attacking back.

'Your eyes are yellow,' said Derek calmly, 'You're not trying hard enough.'

Scott clinched his teeth as he inhaled deeply. Bullshit, he was trying as hard as he could. His claws were digging into his palms and he had to hold back every urge to jump at Derek and punch him back. And he did! He did just that. For the last two God damn weeks he did nothing but got beat up and tonight was the closes he came to almost not shifting at all. Therefore telling him that he wasn't trying hard enough was pure provocation on Derek's part and the bastard knew it.

Stiles, who was sitting on the hood of his jeep, couldn't take his eyes of the scene even if it was deep shit scary. Over the past two weeks he watched his friend get beat up again and again and he couldn't even fight back not that he stood much of a chance. The first time Derek smashed him against the grown and by Stiles hearing broke Scott's spine by stepping on it.

Pain either makes you more angry or human.

'Come on, Scott, remember why are you doing this,' called Stiles but shut up as Derek shot him a look.

He tried to help him by talking to him but Grumpywerewolf Yoda argued that it was pointless if Scott couldn't do it on his own.

Derek walked toward him and kicked him into the stomach.

'Jesus,' mumbled Stiles just as Scott let out an animal grunt.

Both of them remained still right before Scott got out of the ground and went for Derek who without a single bother grabbed him and smashed his head against the ground.

Scott tried to get up but Derek kept pressing him against the ground until he was sure that Scott went back to human mode.

He let him go, 'Okay, that's enough for tonight.'

Stiles jumped off the jeep and ran toward his best friend, 'Thank God. You okay?'

Scott touched his face and bleeding nose, 'Yeah, it's nothing.'

Stiles chuckled, 'Yeah, definitely nothing compare to the time he broke your spine or almost tore off your friggin' arm.'

Scott smiled as well and let Stiles help him up. They looked at Derek.

'I'm making progress at least a little bit, right?'

Derek almost never showed any expressions so they could never be too sure about what he really thought about things.

However, he nodded briefly, 'You did but it's still not enough. You won't be able to control if someone pisses you off and definitely not on a full moon.'

Scott sighed for a moment and Stiles brushed his shoulder, 'Hey.'

When he looked back up he nodded, 'I know and thank you.'

Derek nodded again and started walking away after a moment the two teens got into the jeep and left as well. Despite the alpha hadn't showed up in a while they were still very tensed about everything. The camera footage had been wiped out which brought a possibility that the alpha might be either working in school or in contact with someone who is.

'Harris!' said Stiles immediately.

'You're just saying that cause he hates you.'

'So I can totally see him as alpha material. He hates you too, you know?'

Scott just shook his head at that.

Either way they had zero clues just more and more questions.

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'Is he getting better?' asked Braeden as she waiting for him on his porch again with her shotgun next to her. The life in Beacon Hills had settled down a bit again. After the guidance counselor had gone missing the alpha had seem to take a break from terrorizing its citizens.

Still they couldn't be too sure if someone from the hunters weren't watching them.

Derek stopped a little bit in front of her and looked up at the night sky, 'He's not completely terrible…he's a fast learner,' he admitted for the first time. It was true. Scott had achieved more in two weeks than any other born werewolf would have. It must have been because Scott had a strong sense for protecting people that were close to him. Hurting the Argent girl was like a wakeup call to see just how dangerous his power could be. He was terrified of that he might hurt her or any of his friends ever again.

'Did you tell him that?' she asked teasing.

He shot her a look, 'He doesn't need babying he needs to learn.'

'Yeah, the hard way. You know it could be called child abuse what you're doing to him, right?'

'I think I would have to be his parent for it to be child abuse,' he said and started walking into the house.

'Well,' she got up as well and followed him. She was annoying that way, 'You are kind of his werewolf daddy… or maybe older brother.'

He rolled his eyes. Just as he thought the sheriff's son was annoying she managed to take it to the next level.

'What does that make you his aunt?'

'I think you meant hot aunt,' she said as she stopped in the doorway to one of the rooms.

He gave her an unimpressed look and sat down on one of the less damaged chairs.

'So you're not going back to your motel room tonight?'

'Can't leave you alone here, can I?'

She scoffed, 'Please, you love it here too much.'

He remained quiet.

It took a moment but she walked into the room. He knew that it was her way of showing respect. She would stay in the hallways or follow him if he was trying to avoid her but mostly she would keep her distance inside the house. He grew to know her over the past three weeks and he had to admit for a hunter she wasn't half bad.

'Did you think about rebuilding the place? After all of this is over?'

He watched her as she moved around probably picturing what the house had to look like before it was destroyed by the fire.

He couldn't admit it yet but he liked to have her presence around him. It was calming in a way to have another heartbeat around. He grew really familiar to her. It felt nice to have someone. He didn't know what he would do if he was by himself.

'Haven't decided yet.'

'I know it's my fault,' she mumbled once Scott was long gone, 'If I hadn't been around so much he couldn't use that argument.'

'He wouldn't use it,' replied Derek calmly, 'He's too good for that.'

'Good people make mistakes too.'

Derek looked at the stairs just as she came to the view, 'Sometimes the mistakes cost a lot but that doesn't mean they're not good people.'

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Allison was lying on Stiles bed doing her homework. From time to time she would look up from her books to Malia who was reading at Stiles's desk. Allison wanted to ask Stiles for a while if Malia wasn't a fast learner as a kid or something because she totally managed to crack most of their compulsory reading in the first few days since she started.

She wondered if Malia would be interested in starting some other subjects as well. Stiles mentioned that she also started going through his old biology books from basic school. Allison had to really wonder if Malia wouldn't be able to join them in high school. Before she could think too much into it Malia mumbled, 'Guys are here,' without taking her eyes of the pages.

In a matter of moments Stiles and Scott came into the room. Scott waved at her and went to sit down next to her on the bed and the two of them watched as Stiles instantly came to Malia's side and looked over her shoulder on what page she was asking her if she understood everything and if she liked it so far.

Allison and Scott shared a quick conspiracy look. Both of them although neither have said anything so far had notice Stiles's behavior toward their new friend yet neither could decide whether he was being a father figure, brother figure or boyfriend figure.

Malia continued to spend her nights in the Stilinski's household without the Sheriff's knowledge. She mostly slept on the floor since she only managed to fall asleep on the bed if she was too tired to care. Stiles didn't push her and simple tried to leave her some space as he went to sleep.

Allison blushed for a second as she remembered how Malia asked her why Stiles smelled like he wanted to mate every morning and if he was trying to tell her something. Scott looked at her and she shook her head and looked back at her homework. It was quite an embarrassing conversation for Allison Malia was mostly confused and didn't understand why it embarrassed Allison so much.

Scott lied down next to her on his back and started playing with her hair a bit since she had it in a ponytail.

She sighed and looked at him pretending to be annoyed when both of them knew she wasn't, 'You should be doing your homework as well.'

He smiled at her, 'Nah, this is more interesting. I'm glad you're not dying your hair anymore.'

He was referring to the terrible mistake in ninth grade when she stupidly dyed her hair black. It was a mistake because with her white sky she looked like a real live vampire or as those mean girls in their school called her dead bride.

'Yeah, corpse bride is really dead.'

He chuckled and pocked her.

'Stop it.'

He pocked her again, 'Scott! Stop it!'

He gave her that look again and she raised her finger, 'Don't you dare to tickle me, Scott McCall or I swear-'

'Should we leave them?' asked Malia suddenly causing all three to look at her. She was looking at Stiles who opened his mouth looking amused and then turned to them, 'Do you want to be alone?'

'No!'

'Gosh, Malia, no!'

The were-coyote blinked and looked at Stiles again confused who smirked at her before he mouthed, 'I'll explain later, okay?'

She nodded still confused why Allison and Scott felt so embarrassed and nervous suddenly. She could sense their emotions. She still had a hard time matching them to the right words but she was learning as fast as she could and with the way Stiles proudly looked at her she was doing a pretty good job.

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'It's called a crush,' he said simply as he was brushing his face into his towel in the bathroom while Malia was brushing her teeth. He looked over to her and then at the things in the bathroom. It was his bathroom so he was pretty sure his dad wouldn't be here so he basically put her things around so now his bathroom was full of girls' products while a girl that lived with him for the past few weeks was brushing her teeth and wearing her pajamas.

'It's kind of domestic. Like we're a couple that lives together. Old couple that doesn't has sex anymore but lives together,' crossed his mind for the first time and he realized that it was truth.

It made him chuckle. Just a month and something ago he complained to Scott that it was possible he might never have a life like that. Most of it was because it was crushing on Lydia and what girl would want to live with someone or date someone who was in love with someone else? Either way, here he was.

Malia rinsed the water out of her mouth and brushed her lips with the back of her sleeve, 'S, I'm not a complete moron. I know what a crush is. You were crushing on Lydia. I remember that and I liked Danny in second grade when he gave me that cookie.'

Stiles blinked. He completely forgot about that, 'Danny's gay, Malia.'

She looked at him, 'Gay?'

'Oh, right. Sorry, gay means that he's into boys. He likes or loves boys and dates only boys not girls.'

'He is?'

'Yeah, uh, it's just you know he likes other boys. It's really not that big of a deal. People can like whoever they want.'

'So girls can like girls?'

'Definitely,' he nodded, 'Like whoever you like it's a free country.'

He could see her thinking about it for a moment before she frowned confused, 'I don't get it. If you can like whoever you want why are Allison and Scott acting so weird. It's clear they like each other. I can smell it and see it.'

'It's called denial. Neither of them is willing to admit it.'

'But why?' she pressed still not getting the ridicules situation. She really didn't get why they acted the way they did.

'Well, several reasons. They think the other doesn't see it that way. They're too chicken to actually make a move. They're in denial which is basically that they don't even believe they like each other in the first place. And they don't want to ruin the friendship.'

'Why would it ruin the friendship if they like each other?'

'Because you don't always end up with the right person right away,' he said and shrugged his shoulders, 'And then it's weird like super weird…awkward even.'

'Like in that movie we watched the other day?' she asked, 'About how the girl was embarrassed when she saw her ex-boyfriend with that new girl?'

'Yup just like that.'

Malia looked at the mirror suddenly freezing. He noticed it from time to time that she would look at her reflection and freeze like that probably realizing that she was human and not a coyote when she forgot about it.

'You okay, M?'

She let out a soft sigh and looked at him, 'I'm okay S,' she said and nodded partly to him but partly to herself.

They fell into a bit of a habit. Malia went into the sleeping bag on the floor and snuggled inside, 'Could you sleep in it next time? Or just lie for a few minutes?' she asked suddenly.

Stiles lied down into his bed but looked at her, 'Okay?'

'I can't sense my own smell so I want it to smell familiar,' she explained like it wasn't a big deal and closed her eyes.

'What you like how I smell, M?' he asked partly joking.

'Mhm-hm, you smell really good.'

Stiles turned off the lights so she wouldn't see that he was blushing a little bit, 'Thanks, M.'

'No need to thank me,' she said sounding confused, 'It's the truth.'

He tried not to think about and pushed it into the back of his mind but from time to time she would do something that made him feel something he shouldn't right now. She was his friend and she was seriously lacking in the human social thing department so he didn't want to put anything too much on her and confuse her. But those things she did? They confused him too from time to time.

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Malia woke up in Stiles's room early. She always did. She had been living as a human again for a couple of days. It was Saturday and although Stiles could finally sleep for as long as he wanted to he rather woke up early and went to talk with his dad who was leaving for work again. She hated when he left because Stiles hated it and it made him sad which made her sad.

Malia got up and got dressed while he was talking. She could easily sense that he wasn't happy about the fact that his dad was leaving on a Saturday but he lied really good about it. She wondered briefly how much and how often he actually had to lie like that so that his dad would feel better. Stiles really loved his dad and would do anything so he wouldn't get hurt.

Malia sniffed the sweatshirt. It smelled liked Allison. She liked wearing hers or Stiles's clothes. It made her feel good. She still had trouble being human. She would get anxious all of the sudden and tremble. One time, the time when it was the worst, she for a moment thought she would turn back into a coyote. She didn't like the idea at all. She liked Stiles, Scott and Allison. They were her friends. She loved spending time with her friends. They made her feel so happy. As a coyote happy wasn't a common emotion. Emotions were simple pain, hunger, fear, satisfaction…Happiness wasn't a part of the coyote package as Stiles referred to her coyote skills.

She got bored after a moment and jumped on the bed. She didn't feel like lying around so she got off it and walked toward his desk. He was teaching her how to use most of the supplies. She was picking up things like that quickly so she turned on his computer. He explained to her surfing the internet if she was interested. She remembered her dad working in front of a computer but apart from games she wasn't interested in it too much then. Now, however, she was really into checking and looking things up. Things she didn't understand or didn't know about even though they confused her made her really curious and excited as well. She wanted to know and learn everything and immediately. She knew it was stupid and that it didn't work like that but she really wanted to make Stiles, Scott and Allison proud. They tried so bad to make her be just as good as they were.

She knew Stiles would be upset once his dad left. He would try to look like he wasn't but he would. She didn't want him to be sad. He always tried to cheer her up. Allison explained to her that sometimes people need to be sad in order to be happy afterward and Stiles sometimes left her to think about her family a little bit before he would…(stupid words)…oh, comfort, right, comfort her. So sometimes she left him but she didn't feel like leaving him on his own to deal with those feelings today. Maybe later or tomorrow but today she simply somehow put on the music as she heard him coming up the stairs and got out of his chair.

He opened the door just as his dad left and she jumped her way toward him, 'Come dance with me.'

Stiles watched her for a moment before he shook his head, 'No, M-I.'

She shook her head and started to jumped around him pulling his hand and making him jump with her, 'Please~! Dance with me, S~!'

He watched her for a few moments as she bounced into the rhythm in front of him holding his hands grinning like an idiot.

Sighing he started jumping with her and she let out a happy noise before she jumped further into his room. He laughed at how silly she was but jumped/danced with her on a Saturday inside his room to a song two years old. Still, he didn't care because she made him feel happy. She made him forget about his dad leaving on the very Saturday they wanted to spend before like many Saturdays before.

He looked at how carefree and alive she was and took her hand spinning her around. She was so full of life it amazed him. He didn't think there was a person like her out there. Definitely not with the way everyone was pretending to be someone else and hiding behind a mask too afraid to be judged for who they really were. He was the same. He might not be as bad as the rest but he was like that as well hoping he would fit and wouldn't be a target of insults or laughter. Malia was beyond that. She didn't grow up with bullying or worse ignorance. She grew up in the woods where nothing so superficial or vain mattered.

She giggled as he did that. When she did that it wasn't just her mouth that was giggling. Her whole body was showing pure amusement and he really loved it.

They jumped and danced until the song ended and a completely stupid song about food started and he rolled his eyes and ran to turn it off.

She was breathing a little bit harder but grinning which was all that it took to make his Saturday a million times better.

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Yeah, Malia sometimes really confused him.

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The next day Stiles and Scott were waiting on their usual spot in the woods for Derek to come. He was late. At first they didn't think much of it he would from time to time come a little bit late but tonight he was really late.

'You think he had a date with the huntress you sensed in his house?' asked Stiles with a teasing smirk. Scott smiled as well but shook his head, 'I don't think Derek is a dating kind of guy. At least not with candles and flowers and things.'

'Who knows? Maybe Mr. Grumpywolf is actually a big old softy,' said Stiles, 'Hell… I think he watches chick flicks and cries at the sunset.'

Scott chuckled, 'Right, he seemed just like the type when he kicks me in the face.'

The two boys silently waited for another half an hour until they got worried.

'Maybe he didn't feel like beating you up anymore,' mumbled Stiles although it was a poor excuse he only made to make them feel less worried.

They didn't.

Scott licked his lips nervously, 'The alpha hadn't showed up in a while.'

Stiles shook his head, 'Oh no! Don't start Derek's probably fine and there's nothing wrong. He just slept or whatever but the alpha did not fucking get him, okay?'

Derek along with the hunters were the only ones who were probably protecting the town if they were gone who would have been left to stand against him.

Scott turned around. No! This wasn't happening! Just, no! The alpha didn't get what he wanted! Not again! Not now! No, just, no! He had a plan he was going to learn how to control himself. Derek was teaching him. He was getting better he would manage. The next time he would try something on him he would manage to stay put and stay strong and beat his stupid mind control!

Before he knew it he smashed the hood of Stiles's jeep causing both of the boys to flinch. Scott swallowed hard looking at the spot he hit. He didn't break it but it was quite a hit.

Stiles blinked and stood a step closer not sure if he should be looking at the hood or Scott's hand. He carefully reached his hand and look. Not a scratch.

Scott pulled away, 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.'

He sighed almost desperately and brushed his face before he sat down on the hood of the jeep while Stiles watched him thinking about what just happened.

'This isn't just about you hurting Allison this is about you not being in control,' he said suddenly his eyes lighting up with understanding.

Scott raised his head, 'Of course it is! Stiles, he commanded me to shift twice! Twice! The first time he was holding Malia and then with Allison that's-that's,' he shook his head, 'You can't even begin to imagine how it feels when nothing is in your control. When someone tells you something and you do it even if it's the most despicable thing in world and even if inside you're screaming not to do it,' said Scott his brow eyes sparkling from the wetness.

Stiles walked over to him, 'Hey, buddy, come on. You know that we know how it was… that we don't blame you.'

Scott shook his head as Stiles's put his hand on his shoulder, 'It doesn't matter, Stiles. I know! I remember and it's so fucked up. Jesus, I- I bit her lip!'

Stiles stopped at that. He knew Allison's lip was cut. It healed completely a few days ago and he was glad because he could tell that every time Scott looked at it was as if he was reliving what he did to her over and over again.

'What? How did you-'

'-kissed her,' admitted Scott kind of shyly, 'which is worse because it's like the most terrifying part…Stiles I kissed her like it didn't matter like kissing her wasn't a big deal because I simply wanted to or he made me want to I just-fuck,' he shook his head again. 'Kissing her? That's like violating her. It's like something those stupid idiots that we hate so much would have done to a girl and we always told ourselves we would be better. Dude, I would break someone's face if he forced himself on her like.'

Stiles listened to him before he realized something and sighed, 'Scott, is this why you want to get beat up by Derek over and over again? Because you feel guilty and that you should be punished.'

Scott didn't answer but Stiles knew him all his life so he knew.

'Okay, so how long do you plan on doing this?'

'Until I don't feel like a human scum. Well no not human werewolf scum.'

Stiles often was the one to pull a prank and not feel bad about it which meant that Scott felt bad for the both of them. Scott really has a heart to big and made out of gold because it was often that he carried to weight of the world on his shoulders.

He brushed his back, 'I get it man you're such a martyr,' Scott let out a scoff, 'but hey, come on man. We'll find a way to deal with this, okay?'

Scott nodded looking to the ground. Stiles knew he didn't convince him.

He sighed, 'Where the hell is Derek anyway?'

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Derek calmly let the Sheriff put handcuffs on his hands.

'I'm sorry, son but until we figure out what's going on you have come with us,' said John after he read him his rights.

Derek didn't answer and just silently got into the back. He was just heading to train Scott when several police cars showed up. He could have run. Hell, he should have run but he remembered that Braeden warned him that if he became a fugitive the hunters would go after him as well without anything proof that he killed someone.

So he gritted his teeth and let them arrest him as a primary suspect in the murder of his sister. They didn't immediately drive away and so he had to sit in the car.

From the moment he came back from the town he knew that something was very off. He immediately caught Laura's scene around the area but he couldn't quite locate it. It wasn't until he was sitting in the police car watching the deputies dug up his sister that he realized what happened.

The alpha killed his sister and buried half of her next to their old house to frame him. He felt like he was going to be sick. He didn't dare to open his eyes and look. He couldn't risk seeing her. He really couldn't. He tried to think of something else but all of his senses were against him. He could hear the deputies talking about her, about his sister's body. They talked about how bad it looked. He could smell it now. The alpha must have put something over it but now that they dug her up he could easily pick up her sense and rottenness that followed a decomposing body.

He felt like puking just by the smell itself.

Derek pressed his head against the backseat thinking about anything but Laura's body just several feet away dead. He wanted to turn and run… Run far away from this place, from her dead body, from their burnt house, from those cruel memories.

'Hey, Der-bear, don't forget if you fail those exams I will never let you drive my car again.'

'Derek, come on, ask the girl out how hard can it be?'

'You're such a loser brother but luckily for you you have kickass big sister who always got your back.'

'Hey, Derek, look at me, come on, you got this, brother. Just focus on something. Something that matters. Something that can pull you back, make you remember the human inside you…something…anything really. Come on, Derek. You can do it.'

With that Derek opened his eyes and focused on the only thing that matter.

Anger.

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She walked into the room just as he was putting away some papers. Malia was a curious little thing now more than ever so she walked up to him and pointed at the folder Stiles just closed, 'What's that?'

He bit his lip, 'Uh…well-'

'Is it a secret?' she asked carefully. So far all three always explained her everything she asked. Sure, they occasionally got seriously embarrassed which she sometimes didn't understand but they always told her everything she was interesting in. Now, Stiles hesitated and she understood that there were some things he maybe didn't want to talk about. Those things had a special name, secrets and so shouldn't feel bad if he didn't want to tell her. When they were little they used to have secrets to. She never told him that she was so afraid at night she slept with a light turned on for a week after they watched secretly Nightmare on Elm Street in his house when his parents weren't home. And he probably didn't tell her things as well so it was okay. Scott told her that it sometimes things can be okay even if I don't agree with them or like them like Scott getting beat up by Derek Hale almost every day so he would learn to control himself. He said it was okay but she hated the idea. She only hurt Scott to make him turn back so he wouldn't hurt Stiles or Allison but doing it again and again felt terrible because Scott was her friend.

She grinned, 'It's okay.'

Stiles sighed and handed her the folder biting his lip, 'Don't laugh, M. I'm serious.'

Malia took the folder almost like it was a precious treasure and opened it. Inside the folder were several drawings. The first one right on the top was the one he must have been working on recently.

She blinked before she grinned, 'Lydia.'

She remembered Stiles crush on Lydia Martin. She envied her red hair so much when they were nine. She used to look at the red paint in art and actually wonder if she would get away with putting in on her hair.

Malia understood this. Crushes were common things in third grade. They were secret or not so secret. They were a kind of game although Stiles took his very seriously. The drawing was really good and she immediately recognized her precisely because the color of her hair so well, 'You still like her.'

He watched her for a moment before he chuckled and brushed his face, 'Try more like hopelessly love her.'

She blinked, 'How come?'

He shrugged, 'She's dating Jackson now…Whittemore? You remember him, M?'

She sighed and put on her thinking really hard face that was just too adorable, 'Yeah, he had a goofy face.'

Stiles chuckled at the memory, 'He did, didn't he?'

Malia looked at the drawing again before she looked at Stiles, 'So now we date?'

He nodded, 'Yeah, now we're teenagers and teenagers date and stuff,' he said and brushed his face.

She nodded as well understanding what he was saying, 'Mate.'

Stiles made a face, 'They call it sex in the human world but yeah.'

'Sex, right. Allison explained that…and coyotes mate.'

Stiles nodded, 'Figures. But human teenage sex is usually about avoiding making pups-'

'-babies,' she cut him off, 'They call them babies in the human world.'

He chuckled and tried to tickle her but she managed to get out of his reach, 'Sure, so they try to avoid babies unless their some crazy girls who want to be on Pregnant at 16 Tv show,' he said but shook his head. He didn't want to confuse her, 'Okay, scratch that. Teenage pregnancies are bad period.'

She listened to him and nodded. She still nodded like she was making a point which made him smile when she looked so determinate even if it should be a serious situation.

'So Lydia is with Jackson but dating doesn't mean she has to be with him for life. It's not marriage. You still have a chance.'

'Thanks, M. You're literally the only one who's supportive of it. Scotty and Ally think I should move on.'

'Do you want to move on?' she asked.

He looked in front of him before he shook his head, 'No… I really love her, M.'

She shrugged her shoulders, 'Than Scott and Allison have to be okay with it even if they don't like the idea. Some ideas are like that.'

'Gosh, M, you're so awesome.'

'I know,' she said simply not modest at all purposely.

She went through the drawings carefully putting them on the table. There were a few of dad and mom, a few of Allison and Scott usually together, a lot of Lydia and then almost at the end was one of her from when she was nine and one of her as a coyote.

She watched the drawings. This was how he saw her. Both as the nine year old girl and as the coyote. For the first time she got to see how she looked through someone else's eyes and those eyes belonged to Stiles.

Malia looked at him hesitantly, 'When did you draw these?'

'This one when I was fourteen. I had to look of at a picture to get it right,' he said and pointed at the one where she was human, 'And this one when you brought Scott's inhaler and I got a good look at you.'

She looked at the drawing for the first time since she got turned back into human she felt a little bit shy.

He watched her face for a few moments before he admitted, 'I think you look pretty.'

Their eyes met, 'Both as human and as a coyote.'

'The fur was definitely warmer.'

They laughed at that.

Malia suddenly stopped smiling and looked to the side.

'What's wrong, M?' asked Stiles but Malia raised her hand to stop him from talking as she was listening to something.

'Your dad's on the phone.'

Stiles blinked and waited until she looked at him shocked and worried, 'Derek got arrested.'

Stiles almost fall out of the desk chair, 'What do you mean? He got arrested? Are you sure?'

She nodded, 'He said that they can keep Hale inside for 48 hours without pressing charges…that's what it means right? He got arrested.'

Stiles brushed his face, 'Shit, that's not good. Did he say anything else?' he asked and Malia shook her head.

'Shit, okay, let me just call Scott.'

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Scott looked at the Sheriff station as he, Malia and Stiles were sitting inside Stiles's jeep.

'Okay, this is stupid. How are we supposed to get inside and talk to him?' asked Scott shaking his head at the stupidity of the idea.

'Dad's colleagues might recognize me,' said Malia playing with her fingers, 'Uncle Joey, Max and Phoebe.'

'Phoebe had a baby. She went on a maternity leave,' mumbled Stiles thinking over their options.

Scott shook his head, 'They won't even let us go near Derek.'

Stiles suddenly smiled at that, 'No, we just have to get you close enough so that he would hear you and you would hear him,' he said and looked at the two who smiled back at him.

'Nice one, man.'

'Yeah, well, someone has to be the brain of the operation obviously.'

Scott shoved him a little bit before they got out of the car, 'You'll just stay here, okay?'

Malia nodded at Stiles when she suddenly remembered something and grabbed Stiles arm.

'Hm?'

'Good luck,' she said with a look of such determination both boys thought it was super cute.

'Okay,' said Stiles barely holding back the laughter. He didn't want to give her the wrong impression by it so he just walked.

Scott looked at him though with that look that said it all to Stiles, 'She's such a cutie.'

'I know… she's so friggin' cute when she does that.'

Scott chuckled, 'We act like such girls we it comes to her.'

Stiles lower his voice to make him sound more feminine, 'Can you blame us? Just look at that face.'

Scott shook his head and they walked inside.

'Okay, I will go distract my dad. You pick up your phone and act like you're talking to someone on the other end,' he said and looked around before he pointed Scott to one of the hallways, 'That's the direction of the cells. They took him a day ago so he should be there and not in the interrogation room.'

Scott nodded, 'Okay, I can do that. I hope he will hear me.'

Stiles punched his arm in a good luck gesture as well and walked to his dad's office.

'Yo, daddy, what's up?'

John raised his brows at his son, 'Hi, Stiles what's up?' he asked as the boy sat down in front of him.

'What can I just come and spent some quality time with my father?'

John sighed. He didn't by this crap at all but he figured he might find out something from Stiles about why he really came.

…he didn't.

Scott stopped listening to them and brought out his phone, 'Derek,' he looked around if no one was near to hear him, 'Come on, Derek, I know you can hear me… tell me what's going on. Derek, please, answer me, man.'

'I'm here, Scott,' he heard and he let out a relieved sigh closing his eyes and opening them slowly really happy that it worked, 'Thank God, what's going on? Why did they arrest you?'

'They followed Laura's body on my property. He buried her there and put bielidlo around so I could sense her. He wanted them to caught me and arrest me.'

'The alpha-shit, why?' asked Scott freaked out. This was a brutally dick move. Then again, he was talking about a maniac who killed people, bit him in the woods, made him attack his best friend and possibly did other horrible things as well.

'My guess, he's planning something and he wants me out of the way,' that scared Scott even more because it was true. Derek was his best shot they at stopping the alpha from using him again. Now that he was out of his way what was stopping him from hurting anyone again.

'Scott, calm down,' he looked down at his hands once again he was pressing his claws into his palm. He took a deep breath and nodded, 'I got this.'

'Good, look, you need to find her tell her what's going on. She'll keep an eye on you and maybe even spread more hunters into the woods while I'm here.'

Scott nodded, 'Okay, I'll get the info to her.'

He waited for a moment as the lady at the main desk started talking with someone who came, 'How are you holding up?' he asked hesitantly. Derek never seemed like to type to out his feeling. In fact he was quite possibly the poster boy for the exact opposite yet Scott felt for him. The guy was helping him out almost every day with his control and listened to his and Stiles's stupid questions about everything werewolf related and boy were some seriously stupid. Then again he didn't answer if he go too annoyed but he showed well patience on some level at least. Okay, maybe he wasn't that entire patient but he tried and he was literally the only adult who was helping them right now and dealing with them. He knew he didn't know him that well but he liked him a little bit. He saw something in him Stiles did too although he was always bitching about how annoyed and grumpy he was Scott could tell.

'I'll manage.'

He was expecting an answer like that but he hoped that the effored counted as well.

'Is there anything we could do to help?'

'Just stay alert. Under no curmistation go out into the woods alone and stay as much together as possible.'

'Okay, we'll figure it out and get you out.'

'…just make sure you're safe.'

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'You're going to the woods?' asked Allison as she ran down the stairs to the living room. Chris looked at her clothes. She was dressed for running.

'You want to go for a run?' he asked. She used to go running on morning weekends but since the body they didn't let her.

She shrugged her shoulders. The truth was she heard her parents again through the clothes talking. She knew her dad was going into the woods so she wanted to go and have a look as well. Plus, she wanted to go have a run. She wouldn't dare to go at night or alone so it was really a perfect scenario.

She out on a confused face, 'Why are you going there again?'

'Just to meet up with some people…we're a little bit worried about what's going on and we want to look around,' which was the worst lie ever but she pretended she didn't notice.

'So can I go?'

He watched her for a few moments before he nodded, 'Okay, yeah, sure but you're coming with me and leaving with me, alright?'

She smiled, 'No problem.'

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'-and that's why I think that Mrs. White is sleeping with the mailman and causing him to be always late and-'

'-Stiles, go home,' cut him off John and brushed his face. He seriously had to hold himself back sometimes. Having a kid like that was really trying but God he loved him.

'Just,' he shook his head, 'Just go home because this is seriously making my head spin.'

'Wait your head is spinning? Don't you want some water? Or to lie down?' asked Stiles and stood up, 'I can bring you some aspirin,' he said and looked behind to the door pointing at it.

'No, Stiles, j-just please go home. I'll meet you there later and we can have dinner together, alright? I got work to do.'

Stiles nodded looking unsatisfied, 'The dead girl in woods?'

He shot him a look, 'What it's not like it's a secret everybody is talking about,' said Stiles defending himself and looked behind his father at his board.

'Stop looking there and go. I'll bring burgers later.'

'No way, you need to eat healthy food, remember?'

'How could I forget if you won't let me?' asked the sheriff annoyed and Stiles gave him a smile, 'That's because I love you.'

John smiled as well, 'And I love you, now go.'

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Malia was sitting in the car when Stiles phone went off and Allison's face appeared on the screen. He left his phone probably on accident.

She picked the item and watched it for a few moments. When he was bored he showed her for to use it and laughed as she was super sensitive about touching it and sometimes it caused the screen to not respond to the touch.

Malia licked her lips and again very slowly accepted the call.

'Hi,' she said as she put the phone closer to her ear. She remembered used phones just not phones like this. She missed buttons.

'Hey, Malia. Stiles around?' she asked immediately.

'No, he and Scott went to the station. Derek got arrested.'

'Yeah, I heard my parents talking…don't freak out but I'm sort of following my dad right now.'

'Where?' asked Malia worried. She didn't like it. Allison alone right now was not okay. She didn't like when either of her friends were not home because she was worried about them.

'Derek Hale's house.'

'That's not good.'

'Don't worry I'm wearing my running clothes plus there's like a lot of hunters in the woods around so I'll be safe. I want to see what he will do.'

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Stiles eventually left. He was walking through the halls when he noticed a man walking opposite to him. He didn't really see him he just noticed him from the corner of his eyes. He already passed him when he said, 'Hello, Stiles.'

'Oh, hi.'

Stiles assumed it was just someone who worked in the station although he briefly thought about the fact that he didn't wear a uniform.

He was just about to turn around to see who it was when Scott suddenly pulled him to the side, 'I talked with him. Let's go.'

'Did you see who the guy was?' asked Stiles instantly.

Scott stopped and blinked, 'What guy?'

'The one that just greeted me,' he said turning back to the hallway.

Scott shook his head and started dragging him along, 'I haven't seen anyone, dude.'

Stiles shook his head and followed his best friend. He didn't even know why he bothered with the guy in the first place.

They got into the car where Malia was listening to the radio again, 'You were gone so long. I hate waiting in the car,' she complained immediately as they got it.

Stiles chuckled, 'Okay next time we will think of something else. Scott?'

'Okay, apparently the alpha hid Laura's body near Derek's house and called your dad to get him arrest.'

'Jesus Christ, why?'

'To get him away for 48 hours? Why? Does he want the blame to fall completely on him? So it's revenge against the Hales and not the fire?'

'I don't know,' said Scott at Stiles bombarded him with multiple questions. Malia looked just as confused as Scott from the fast talking.

'Fuck just fuck.'

'Stiles,' Malia punched him into the arm and Scott might have find that funny later but right now he was seriously stressed out about the alpha and what he was planning with them.

'We should call Allison. She's in the woods with her dad trying to spy on him.'

'What? No way! Jesus what is she thinking?!' half shouted Scott and immediately picked up his phone.

'I need to call her. Jesus, what's her problem?' he asked not really expecting an answer. He and Stiles both failed to miss the fact that Malia became uneasy. She knew the reason. Allison told her one night when they went to train with Derek.

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'I'm so weak,' she mumbled when Malia was going through Stiles old books and trying to pick up one.

Malia looked up from the floor at her.

Allison has been feeling sad from time to time. She might have done a good job to hide it from Scott but not from her. Maybe she didn't want to or maybe it was just too hard to stay happy all the time.

'You are weak,' said Malia and got up, 'Compare to me and Scott in strength but we're weak compare to the alpha so it's okay,' she explained and shrugged her shoulders.

Allison let out a soft noise and shook her head, 'It's not like that you don't get it…'

Malia blinked at that and frowned confused a bit, 'I'm not good with explaining thing but I get more than you guys think. I'm weak too. The alpha held me down when I was a coyote and then put a tree on me like I was a little stuffed toy and Scott feels the same. The alpha commands him to do something and he has to do it. I knew you or Stiles might not get the kind of relationship that's in a pack but I do. Scott is weak when it comes to what the alpha tells him to do.'

Allison watched Malia in awe. She really wasn't expecting that. It was seriously deep and to be honest Malia was right. They often thought she was dumb because she was a coyote for so long and before that she was just nine but they were wrong Malia grew up just like they did only in a coyote kind of way. But that didn't make her dumber than them.

'You're right. I'm sorry M. We tried you like a child but you're a teen just like us. You just need to learn things just like we did. To be honest you're really smart with the way how fast you're picking things us.'

Malia grinned at her, 'That's me.'

Both girls laughed and after a little moment Allison reached over to Malia and hugged her. They haven't hugged yet. Allison never had a lot of girl-friends. In fact she had none. There were a few reasons for that. At first she moved around a lot then it was simply because she had Scott and Stiles and girls were just too complicated to hang around with. With her boys she felt like herself and comfortable and free and she just didn't have to deal with stuff girl usually bitch about, pointless stuff like hair or clothes or whatever. How could they talk about things like that like they were the most important things in the world? So the girls didn't like her and she didn't like them. Malia was the first girls she actually spent time with and she had to admit she liked it a lot. It had to be because she didn't grow up to be a slave of society like the rest of them but she didn't care. She just liked it a lot.

Malia didn't hug her back for a moment. Hugging Allison felt different than Stiles. She felt softer somehow. It reminded her of her mom a little bit and it made her sad until she told herself that this was Allison and not her mom and hug her back.

'You're smart too,' said Malia after they pulled away, 'You know how to pull the eyebrows so it doesn't hurt.'

Allison giggled at that, 'Practice and patience.'

Allison kept holding her hand for a bit, 'Can you not tell Stiles and Scott I told you that… it's girls stuff so just don't tell them that I said that. I feel stupid because of it.'

'You're not stupid…but okay.'

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Malia stayed quiet as Scott ended the call when she didn't answered, 'Shit. Why isn't she answering?'

Still, shouldn't she say something? It was obvious she went to prove something to herself even if she went with her dad and in day light it could be dangerous. She was about say something about it when Scott blinked, 'She texted me.'

'What did she say?' asked Stiles.

'I'm okay and already going home, don't worry,' he repeated and sighed out of relief, 'Thank God. I still can't believe she would go there. '

'She's braver than she looks,' said Malia immediately to defend her. Scott looked at her, 'I know, M but it's still dangerous. You should know. The alpha held you down remember?'

She sighed and nodded, 'Yeah, I remember.' She never felt so afraid in her life as she forced her to the ground and held her there. She shivered at the thought and Stiles took her wrist, carefully to comfort her.

She shrugged her shoulders dismissing it.

'Okay, we have to go now. I promised to bring mom some dinner to work later,' said Scott and they left.

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Braeden watched Chris as he looked at his phone, 'Everything okay?'

'Yeah, my daughter came with me. She went running. She wanted to wait for me but she decided to leave early,' he said and put his phone away, 'Walk me through it again,' he said nodding at her. They were at the Hales house looking around the scene.

'Well, I think we can roll out Derek killing his sister. Even if he did he wouldn't be dumb enough to hide her body here, would he now?'

Chris looked around the area. After the fire he came here. It was before they moved her. He just felt like coming in and looked around. He even walked to the house and was terrified that someone could do something like that. Someone he knew and trust and loved. There were children in the house, little kids. And people who weren't werewolves. They followed a code. The code was everything. It had to be like that. The code was the only thing that kept balance in their world.

'What else you got?'

Braeden walked to the spot where they dug up the body. They left a hole there. She picked up a little bit of grass, 'He used blielidlo. The smell of chemicals had to throw Derek off so he didn't caught his sister sense.'

'Derek?' asked Chris suddenly catching her off guard.

'Hm?' she played dumb but mentally kicked herself for that. Rookie mistake.

'You said Derek.'

She blinked hoping she looked confused, 'I didn't realized I did… uhm okay the alpha probably wanted to get Hale arrested.'

He watched her for a moment before he nodded, 'Have you met him?'

'Who?'

'Derek.'

'No,' she said calmly as ever, 'Why'd you ask?'

He shook his head just as calmly, 'Okay, do patrol tonight. I have a feeling there was a reason why he wanted Hale out of the woods tonight.'

Braeden nodded and prayed to God that he didn't catch a suspicion.

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Allison slowly opened her eyes. Her whole body ached. She was cold and wet and she didn't understand why until she came to herself.

She blinked and raised her head from the wet forest ground. She was on the ground somewhere outside. She blinked several times and slowly started getting up. Her knee her and she was bleeding from it and also from her wrist.

Allison started to panic as she looked around and realized she was in a hole and a really big one.

What the hell?

She stood up feeling pain shot from her knee. Great she just healed from Scott's attack and now she was back at square one. She patted her pockets but her phone was gone.

Where is it?

It was then that she remembered. She was running following one of her father's hunters when she stopped because she saw something. Not something. But it, him. She saw the alpha. She saw the alpha in all his glory looked right at her. She didn't think. She just ran. As she ran she must have lost her phone and before she knew it she hit something and fell probably into the hole hitting her head and losing consciousness.

She tried to climb up. She was a good climber but the walls of the hole were too slippery so she just kept on ended up back down.

Allison swallowed hard before she screamed, 'Help! Can anyone hear me? I'm here. I-'

She stopped as she suddenly heard something. A predatorylike sound right above her.

Her heart stopped.

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Chapter Seven: Love, be afraid