Ok, I am going to be honest, Monday nights episode wasn't my favorite with the bus scenes even though there were a few parts that were funny, but that episode was not my FAVORITE I still liked it but didn't love it and I HOPE it doesn't show in this chapter, I hope you all like it and here's the next chapter.

Isaac came running through the door his face as white as a ghost as he saw his sister lying on the floor wood from the banister surrounded her. "What happened?" he asked nervously sliding over to her as she continued to struggle to breathe. "Rachel, what..." Isaac pressed his hand to her side gently and she screamed in pain as he quickly pulled his hand back.

"Deucalion," she gasped grabbing her side. Her body was healing too slow for her and she couldn't feel her legs anymore.

"I'll kill him," he growled picking her up, but he struggled and Rachel could tell.

"What's wrong?" she whimpered grabbing his shirt trying not to scream anymore.

"I'm fine," he grit his teeth as he helped Rachel to her room. He rested her in bed and she gasped in shock at the cut in her brothers side. "I'm fine, Rachel," he growled before walking back to the door. Before leaving her room he turned and faced her and saw how she fell asleep allowing her body to heal, he prayed she wouldn't be in anymore pain and quickly left her.

The next morning she sat up her body still hurt but the bones were all normal once more, she stood up slowly struggling to stand for a little. Walking into the shower she let the ice cold water run through her body and she gasped at the temperature. She changed and followed her brother out to the car, both were silent about their battle scars, Isaac sat quietly driving to the school anger permeated from him. "We can skip the meet if you want to," Rachel spoke up as they neared the campus.

"Do you want to skip it? I don't mind if you don't."

"I'll be fine, just a few broken bones," she whispered looking at the bus. Stiles making eye contact as they pulled up. She pulled herself out and stretched a little, her body ached with every step.

"How do you feel?" Stiles asked as she climbed onto the bus.

"Fine," she grunted quickly grabbing her side. "I'm fine," she sighed looking away from him as she took the seat next to Scott.

"I was..." She looked at Stiles with a serious face and stood up squinting her eyes as she sat on the seat across the aisle. "Did I do something?"

"No, Stiles, you didn't," she sighed resting her head on the backrest in front of her.

"What happened to you?" Scott asked weakly looking in her direction.

"Leave me alone, right now," she pointed as Stiles noticed her grabbing her side again.

"Rachel...what..." before he could finish his sentence she stood up quickly her face expressing the pain and she started to move up. "Ok, I'll stop asking questions," Stiles pleaded for her return. She rolled her eyes and took her seat again as the bus started up. The entire cross country team sat and listened to coach go on about he wanted them to try there hardest especially if there hardest will get them in the front of the pack. Rachel rolled her eyes as she rested her head on the window.

"Where were you last night?" Scott asked over Stiles grabbing his side.

"None of your business," she hissed looking out the window trying not to think of her 'accident'. Scott looked at her shocked of how threatening she sounded and sat back down.

"How bad is it?" Stiles whispered Rachel taking a glance over at the two boys. Scott lifted his shirt and revealed an open wound in his side.

"Oh my God what happened?" she asked sitting up as Stiles looked at her.

"How don't you know?" Stiles asked.

"What do you mean? What happened?" she pleaded as Scott looked at her. "And why aren't you healing?"

"It is going to take longer because it was done by an alpha," he groaned. "Take my mind off it keep going with the words." Rachel didn't want to think of upcoming SAT's and sat back down ignoring Stiles speaking.

"Druid," he said aloud as she looked at him funny.

"Not now," Scott snapped.

"A druid as in celtic..." Stiles nodded with a smirk, she had no reason why he was talking about this.

"We have to talk about it sooner or later," Stiles turned to Scott who insisted to remain silent. Rachel looked around the bus at her brother and Boyd and noticed they were acting weird as well as Ethan.

"Hey what's up with psycho twin number one?" Rachel leaned over to Stiles who just shrugged and asked Scott.

"He looks like he is panicking over something," Stiles replied when Scott wouldn't give him a well enough answer. Rachel soon could smell the blood coming from Scott's wound, it wasn't healing at all. Rachel felt a nervous feeling as the bus started to stop.

"Switch with me," she told Stiles who looked at like she was nuts.

"No, why would I switch?" Rachel's eyes glowed blue and he stood up and took the seat where she once sat.

"What is going on?" she whispered almost inaudible. Scott remained silent and Rachel rolled her eyes. "Fine if you won't tell me, you'll listen. Deucalion visited me last night trying to kill me, because his pack failed previously. I want to know what the hell he wants, thats why if you don't get me answers I will," she whispered standing up. Scott grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down.

"You try and get answers you will end up dead for sure," he growled as she looked at him.

"Very well, get me answers then," she hissed standing up letting Stiles take his seat again. After a while of sitting in traffic Scott seemed to prevent an attack from Boyd to Ethan, Stiles seemed to text Danny and find out why Ethan looked so nervous, and Rachel sat as an innocent bystander for once. The only thing that was going well was Scott he was getting worse by the second.

"Call Allison," Rachel leaned over the aisle as Scott looked at her.

"She is all the way in Beacon Hills and besides how can she do anything?" Scott looked at her.

"Actually she and Lydia have been following us for the past couple of hours," Stiles answered as the three of them turned and looked at Allison's car a few cars back. Stiles was the one to make the call and Allison told them to get them to pull over into the rest stop. Stiles got up and walked over to coach and every time he tried speaking Coach Finstock just blew the whistle in his face.

"Sit down Stilinski," he reprimanded as Stiles sighed and walked back to his seat, look lively people, Come on Jared if you vomit, I swear on everything Holy I will vomit right back and make sure to get it on you and it will not be pretty," Coach groaned as Jared continued to try and hold his stomach down. "Ms. Lahey, stay alive, we don't want you getting sick either, you two Mr. McCall? Come on people," Coach shouted as Stiles smirked at Rachel.

"What?" she whispered looking at him funny.

"Fake it," he whispered back as she looked at him funny.

"Fake what?"

"You know...that time of the month." Her mouth dropped and the frustration ran in her mind.

"How dare you!" she gasped trying to stifle a laugh, even though Stiles had just insulted her she still found him adorable. "I'm not faking a period even if it is to get help for Scott. No offense," she leaned forward as Scott smirked.

"None taken," he laughed groaning in pain.

"There is another solution..." she smiled looking at Jared as Stiles' brows raised in excitement. He got up and sat next to the motion sickened boy. "I hope he doesn't get spewed on." Scott laughed and watched as Stiles began talking to Jared and it only took a few minutes until he was releasing the contents of his stomach, smelling the entire bus causing everyone to freak, running for their lives as they got off the bus at the rest stop. Coach screamed something at Jared as Rachel, Stiles, Lydia, and Allison rushed Scott into the men's bathroom.

"I'm going to keep watch," Rachel spoke up not wanting to see her friend and pack leader so badly hurt.

"That's a brilliant idea," Allison said as Rachel took one more glance at Scott before rushing out of the bathroom. Everyone hung out around the bus waiting for it to be cleaned. Lydia and Stiles came out and looked at Rachel.

"Making sure the bus doesn't leave," Lydia rolled her eyes as Stiles followed after her. After about ten minutes the bus driver was starting up the bus and Allison and Scott hand't come out yet. She ran back in and looked at Allison just stitching him up.

"Don't mean to rush you but they are starting the bus."

"Almost done, stall them," Allison replied as Rachel nodded and ran back outside.

"We really need to stall them. I don't know how but we need to find a way," Rachel said to Lydia and Stiles who just stood confused and nervous. She ran over to her brother. "I need your help," she begged him and he began examining her body. "I'm fine, it's Scott, we need to stall the bus, Allison isn't finished stitching him up," she said nervously as he looked around. Ethan walked over and brushed past her giving her a light shove. "Watch it," she growled as he stopped and looked at her.

"Little miss persistent, how are you still alive," he laughed in her face while Isaac stood next to her. Rachel nervous he would attack grabbed his wrist to try and hold him back. "You must be alpha material, surviving the wolfsbane and a fall from a second floor balcony, too bad I wasn't there to see it," he laughed still as Rachel felt like punching him. "Wait, sorry I take back the whole alpha material, you'd never kill your own 'friends' as you call them. Your a coward," he poked her and she let go of Isaac stepping closer Isaac grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. "You can't even get out of another betas grip, how you survived the wolfsbane is beyond me."

"He's not worth it," Isaac whispered in his sisters ear. She pulled herself from Isaac and began walking away until she heard a fist slamming flesh. She turned and stared at her brother in complete shock as he began punching Ethan in the face.

"Well there's the stalling," she sighed covering her face slightly upset that she wasn't the one punching Ethan's face in.