Well I'm finally caught up and I can't wait for tomorrow's Season Finale! This season has been like a roller coaster and loving every moment of it, but sadly that means there is only a handful of chapters left to this therefore it is time for the big question. Yes of course there has to be a sequel for part two of Season 3 which most likely will be coming for the winter season, my question is should I write the Prequel I was planning on writing since this series started with Season 2, do you guys want to read Rachel through season1? Leave a comment in the review and looking forward to writing the next chapter.

The back of Rachel's car stood vertical and two cop cars faced it the SUV carrying the Argents and Isaac drove by. "Stop the car," Isaac shouted looking in disbelief at the car.

"What?" Mr. Argent slammed the breaks as they looked at the accident. "What happened?" he asked slowly as everyone got out of the car. Isaac made a run for the car but was quickly held back by one of the officers.

"Stay back," the man yelled pushing Isaac back, but Isaac charged again causing the officer to push him back again. "Again, stand back, kid," he yelled.

"My sister's in there," he yelled back as Allison grabbed his arm pulling him back just a little. A few moments later the car was pulled out of the ditch the hood of the car was smashed in and at appearance no one could of survived that crash. Seeing the driver door was ripped off the hinges it was unexplainable, no one sat in the drivers seat and no one could explain it. Isaac's eyes were puffy and almost red, his heart fell into his stomach and he stood in silence in too much shock.

"Where is she?" Allison asked looking at her dad.

Rachel gasped coughing and chocking as she looked around what looked like a seller. Searching the room she gathered her surrounding everything was calm and quiet, but the room felt cold and strange. The thing that scared her the most was the giant root growing out from the roof. "Where..." she gasped having hardly any strength to speak. A small trail of blood trickled down her forehead but she couldn't wipe it away since her hands were bound to a pole.

"Your somewhere no one will bother looking," a woman's voice echoed in the room. Rachel looked up at saw Ms. Blake coming down the stairs.

"Ms. Blake...help..." Rachel stopped and stared at her teacher carefully. "No," she shook her head as Ms. Blake smiled. "You're the one doing all this..."

"Exactly, and I had no clue you were this smart," her teacher smiled as Rachel squinted trying to break free from the bonds that held her down.

"You can't win," Rachel spoke up as Ms. Blake came down the stairs and stared at the girl. "You are just like Deucalion, useless and a waste of our time," she threatened as Ms. Blake grabbed her by the throat and cut the air flow.

"Now you listen, here, I have a recital to go to. And you are going to stay here and be a good girl. Understand?" she smiled as Rachel growled causing Ms. Blake to step back.

"Scott and Derek will find me and when they do, watch your back!" she screamed as Ms. Blake smiled and walked to the far wall. Pulling something from the shelf she returned to Rachel and threw a ground herb in her face causing the girl to blake out.

"Hi honey," Morgan started, "it's about time you knew the truth, Rachel...I...I don't know how to explain this," she sighed as the light on the camera began to blink indicating the film was out. Sighing she got up and grabbed a blank camera ready to start up from where she left off. "Sorry, the camera ran out of film," the woman smiled. "What I have to tell you is probably going to change your life forever...that is if it hasn't been changed already whether I am there or not. Know that I love you, Rachel, and your brothers. I'm sorry I waited nine years to tell you this but I don't know any other way, those two kids in the guest room tonight Laura and Derek...they're more than friends, they're my family...your family too. I should of told you tonight but your father doesn't even know and if I got my own family within this it would probably lead to all of us dying or divorce which ever came first. I sound crazy to myself so I hope you understand when I say this and don't think of me as crazy," she stopped talking when a knock came from the door.

"Morgan, Rachel won't go to bed and is demanding you," her husband echoed from behind the door.

"Tell her I'm coming just give me five more minutes," she shouted back before looking back at the camera. "There you are wanting me to tuck you in again, for the third time this night," she smiled. "I wish I could see how you look now. I can visualize it, but I know your perfect. I'm getting side tracked," Morgan sighed looking at her feet, the more she thought about it the more awkward she felt.

"Morgan, now!" her husband barked as she sighed and turned the camera off with the remote. She got up and walked into her daughter's room where Rachel sat in her bed holding a book.

"This one?" the little girl smiled as her mother smiled and sat next to her on the bed opening the book. Three pages in Rachel had fallen asleep and Morgan was heading back to her bedroom.

"You want some dinner?" her husband asked as he came out of there room.

"How did you know," she smiled kissing him before walking into the guest room down the hall.

"Why are you telling her?" Laura asked angrily in a hushed tone making sure Derek was asleep.

"What are you talking about Laura?" Morgan laughed glancing over at Derek who was indeed fully asleep.

"Aunt Morgan..." Laura growled but Morgan grabbed her wrist and squeezed causing the teen to drop to one knee.

"I am still in charge of you until you take your brother tomorrow, do not raise your voice to me. I'm making a video for her she will not know until you are long gone. Understand?" she snapped as Laura nodded and angrily pulled her arm back. Morgan left the room and returned to hers where the camera was right where she left it. "Rachel, baby, what I am trying to tell you is...all families have quirks, I guess. Ours well it's a bit interesting." Another knock came from the door and Laura walked in as Morgan turned the camera off again.

"Sounds like you need some help." Morgan laughed with a hard heartily sigh. "Hit play," Laura spoke calmly as the red light came back on. "Rachel, right?" Laura asked awkwardly looking at her aunt who just nodded. "Rachel, I'm your cousin our mom's are related so that makes Derek and me are your cousins, but like your mom said we aren't any normal family." Laura's eyes began to glow yellow. "Derek and I and the majority of my family are werewolves," she said sounding a little insane to herself. "But sadly your mom, myself, and Derek are..." Laura stopped talking as Morgan turned the camera off.

"Thank you Laura," Morgan smiled softly as the girl nodded and quickly left the room trying to calm herself down. Morgan followed her into the guest room.

"Are you ok?"

"I'll be fine, just give me time to myself, now," Laura said calmly and angrily as Morgan nodded and returned to her room once again to finish the video.

"Hi sweetie. Laura...went to bed," she sighed before a tear fell down her cheek. "What she was saying though is that she, Derek, and I are the only ones that remain from the Hale family. Tonight these hunters came and burned down the house Laura and Derek weren't home and I found them and brought them here, I lied to your father to keep them here for the night in the morning they will never be here again so you'll never know them, and I'm sorry I did that to you. How do I fit into this equation you may be asking to yourself...well you will eventually take my place as the link, the link two to packs prevent them from becoming rival packs almost like an emissary but you remain more in contact then the emissaries do. We don't just deliver messages or warnings we fight whenever our pack needs help. True it's easier when the link is a wolf like the others but I cope just fine, even if Deucalion thinks otherwise. You see Rachel my link is failing and Deucalion seems to be going his own way which means he will soon be a rival to Derek, Laura, and myself. I just hope you remain true to both your packs and don't let any rivalry come between them I'm sure you have found them by now." The door opened quietly and Derek stood behind her. "I don't know when or who will get me but with my family gone the link is already breaking which means I could be next I pray I won't be and Deucalion will take his pack and the hunter's don't know about me but if they do I want to tell you..."

"Why are you talking to a camera?" Derek spoke up with a yawn as Morgan jumped and turned the camera off.

"Trying to give me a heart attack," she snapped at the teen a small smile appearing on his face.

"You didn't answer my question," he smirked.

"I'm making a video, I'll be in, in a minute," she snapped as Derek raised his hands with a smirk and walked out of the room closing the door behind him. "That was Derek," she sighed looking at the camera. "I want to tell you Rachel that I love you and your brothers. Happy Birthday." Morgan turned the video off and removed the camera from the stand putting everything else away.

Rachel sat up gasping for air looking around the dark room. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she looked at the all too familiar faces around her. "How long have I been out?" she asked looking from Sheriff Stilinski, to Mrs. McCall, and then to Mr. Argent.

"Are you ok?" Mrs. McCall asked examining her from the other side of the room. Mr. Argent looked at her and nodded at the woman.

"We're going to die," Rachel mumbled as a tear fell down her cheek. "If it's not by her Deucalion will..."

"You are stronger then your mother," Mr. Argent spoke up as everyone looked at him.

"I'm sure Scott is working on finding us, we're going to be all right Rachel," Mrs. McCall tried calming her down. Mr. Stilinski looked around and the three adults seemed to have been talking about something before Rachel had woken.

"The night my wife died," he sighed as everyone gave him attention including Rachel.