Ok, this has got to be one of my MOST shortest chapters ever, but here's the reason I have company BUT more importantly I did not want to start last nights episode immediately I have a few ideas that cooperate with last nights episode so please bare with me the next chapter will definatly be longer then this, I just thought where it stopped was actually the perfect stop. So here's the next chapter. Please review too. Thanks guys and gals!

As the day progressed Rachel grew tired she even questioned to go see Mr. Harris after school about her project, but when the final bell rang she sucked it up. Closing her locker she made her way down the hall. "Hey," Keith smiled as she made eye contact with him.

"Hi," she smiled friendly as he started walking with her.

"I just wanted to remind you to be at the radio station in an hour," he smiled as she nodded back.

"No, problem, I have to talk to Mr. Harris then I'll go home and then see you at the station," she smiled before running ahead of him into her science teacher's room.

"I thought you weren't going to show up," Mr. Harris smirked as she smiled sarcastically. Mr. Harris never looked up from the papers he was grading.

"Mr. Harris, professor..."

"Don't start Ms. Lahey, you got the D because your paper work was sloppy."

"That makes no sense, you have taught me for two years now and you know how my papers are written I never end my sentences in prepositions like you claim I have and I certainly don't misspell twenty seven words, you know me, either you lost my paper, or maybe..."

"Your accusing me of losing a paper? A student's paper that I need to grade?"

"Maybe it fell."

"Then how did you end up having your name written on this one?"

"Someone is setting me up, Mr. Harris, believe me," she pleaded a smirk appearing on his face.

"Alright, Ms. Lahey, if you can prove someone has set you up then I will adjust your grade," he smirked thinking she was just like any other student pushing for a higher grade.

"Fine, I will," she hissed before walking down the hall. She got to the music room and looked in noticing Stiles and Deaton talking with Lydia. She pressed her hand for the door knob and closed her eyes listening.

"Where is he?" Deaton asked as Rachel furrowed her brows.

"Probably at home, I'll call him."

"Lydia," Deaton said calmly. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah," she smirked, "I was just thinking of someone else who was in the military. Mr. Harris." Rachel opened her eyes and let the door knob go quickly running back to Mr. Harris' room. She entered and looked around, the room was completely empty a few tests remained on his desk.

"He just left," she sighed before walking away. As she left the building her phone began to ring, but she let it go to voice mail. She got home quickly ran to her room and threw her bag in the corner brushing her teeth and pulling her hair into a high ponytail she took a one glance in the mirror and ran for the door.

"Hold up," Isaac laughed grabbing her arm.

"I have to go, I'm going to be late for work," she pleaded as he looked at her funny.

"I thought you quit," he laughed.

"I did, but I got a new job working at the radio station can we talk about this later?" she begged as he sighed and let her go. As she got in her car her phone rang again Scott appearing on the screen. "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"On my way to work why?"

"Derek...I don't trust him."

"None of us do," she laughed.

"Rachel, he is planning something with this alpha pack tonight, you need to help me stop whatever..."

"I can't I have work," she sighed, "also the cross country meet is tomorrow, Scott, I need to be in bed ready for that," she sighed again. "Do this one without me, for once?" she smiled girly knowing he couldn't see her.

"Fine," he sighed defeated before she hung up on him. Climbing into the car she drove immediately to the radio station.

"Well aren't we fast?" Keith laughed as she walked through the door. Rachel smirked as she put her bag down. "Anyway let me show you the ropes," he laughed guiding her into the main room. "This is the main room this is where we end up picking the hit songs and well anything we want to play on the radio, what we will be doing is stacking these," he laughed pointing to the three massive stacks of CDs. "And here is Cale Drynk he is mainly..."

"New girl," Cale turned to Rachel, "I have family matters to deal with, so your gonna be in charge of the radio in twenty." Rachel looked at him blankly.

"Shouldn't Keith be in charge of the..."

"If you want to be part of this team you are going to have to do the station sooner or later, show me what you have," Cale sighed before walking out of the office.

"I have no clue what I'm doing," she whispered to Keith who laughed.

"It's all good, I will help you," he laughed showing her into the small sound booth. "Here you have everything if you really panic just hit the loop button and everything will play on a loop, I'll be in the other room if you really need me," he laughed pointing to the door as she nodded. She took a seat at the chair and stared at every instrument. The red light began to flash three times and the words 'On Air' lit up.

"Good afternoon Beacon Hills, I'm Rachel Lahey and here is top choice," she smiled as she hit the button that read top choice, she thought this was going to be easier then her old job. She looked around the room as the music played seeing an old record player. "That is really cool," she smiled examining the music player. Her finger graced the needle and she jumped. Sighing as she looked at the small cut on her finger. "Really?" she sighed as the blood began to surface. She sucked the blood and watched as it healed rolling her eyes she looked out the window to see Keith still stacking the CDs. After a few minutes Rachel felt a slight fever. "Keith," she called as he walked in.

"Yeah?" he smirked sticking his head in the room.

"Can you lower the air and get me a glass of water?"

"I can take care of the air, but no drinks in the booth," he sighed as she nodded. He lowered the air but she couldn't feel it, her temperature was rising. She sat up and began to breathe slowly trying to make it through at least the first set of songs, but not only her temperature was rising but her vision was blurring. She stood up and looked around the room her heart was racing. She pulled her phone out and hit the call button hoping to get the one person who could really help her. She stood up and was making her way to the door, but her legs gave out and she hit the ground.

"Hello?"

"Stiles!" She screamed just before she fell into darkness.