Scott put the phone down as he sat there behind the Jeep's wheel "What did Peter want?" Lydia asked as she leaned over the chair. He felt her hand on his shoulder and it made him flinch out of his thoughts as he looked at her

"Stiles managed to call Peter, he say that the Gecko's are going to take him to Mexico and that they are going into a trap." Kira bite her lip as he turned to face Scott

"Back to Mexico. Do you think we should ask the hunters to help?" She asked

"Oh yeah sure, I'm sure they would love to help a former demon." Malia sipped "You didn't seem them when we were alone with them I could smell their hate and it wasn't towards me." She told them, Scott frowned before closing his eyes leaning back against the head rest

"No we won't call them, I will call Deaton and see what he say and if he can back up Peter's story up, but for how let's just keep following Stiles scent." Scott started up Stiles jeep and pulled out onto the main road just as Lydia gets phone call

"Hello. Sheriff?" She asked "Oh… are you hurt?" She asked "Okay… yeah we will see what we can do." She put the phone down and rubbed her eyes

"What?" Kira asked looking at her

"Derek woke up in the back of Sheriff's car. He panicked and before the Sheriff could pull over Derek broke the back door and rolled out the moving car." She said there was a stun silent

"Last time I go on a road trip with you guys." The coyote muttered.

They were still at the motel and Stiles did his best to stay ways from Richie but the younger brother's eyes won't stay away from him. Stiles felt fidgety as he sat on the sofa his finger drummed against the fabric of the seat, he could feel the hum in his chest that flowed down to his fingers…Oh not good… He thought as turned to look at the palm of his hand felt a flicker of something before he put his hand down "I need the loo."

"No." Seth and Richie said at the same time

"What you want me to pee myself, you flushed my phone." Stiles hissed, Seth looked back at him and then nodded towards he bathroom

"Make it quick." Stiles stood up and ran to the bathroom "Don't lock the door!"

Richie was quiet as he sat staring at the spot where Stiles had sat 'Can you see it?' The seductive whispered to him 'You can taste his power, we need him Richard.' She whispered as her ghostly hands moved over his chest

"Richie!" Seth yells a little louder, shaking his head he looks at his brother

"Go and looked for new car." Seth ordered "I will looked after Princess." Richie snorted as he stood up feeling the numb stink of his hand

"So you can have him to yourself?" Richie said as he put his classes back on. Seth was stun as he looked at his little brother in horror

"What are you talking about? I don't want the kid that way… that's your thing." Seth shot back as he moved from the window to stop Richie from leaving. The younger brother tilts his head to the side as he reaches up and straightens Seth's tie

"You can't lie to me Seth I see it, it is dripping off you, you want him as much as I do as much as you use to want me." Seth was still as he watched his brother's dark eyes. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he took Richie's hands, being careful of his holey hand

"Richie…"

"We could share him." Richie purred

"We shouldn't we're the wolves he's the rabbit, he's scared of us I don't want to force anything like that." Seth said

"Actuality I preferred to call a fox these days." Stiles said as he walked back into the room and sat down on the sofa.

Seth jumped away from Richie, who looked at Stiles as he walked in and plopped down on the sofa. He spent years being whatever Seth wanted him to be, he would protect his brother and his brother would protect him who but things changed people changed and he couldn't help but feel this trip to Mexico with Stiles will change everything. "H…How long were you there for?" Seth asked as Richie turned and walked to the door.

The teen looked back at Seth with a frown as he watched the creeper to walk out the room, there was a little relief but not much of one "So I should watch out for you to?" He asked, the older brother shifted a little as he ran his fingers though his hair.

"It's not like that." Seth told him, he moved closer to Stiles but stopped when he saw the teen still as he watched looked back at him

"So what is it like, is it like a Thor and Loki thing?"

"What?" Seth asked looking at him…this kid has done nothing but give me headaches… he thought

"Nothing."

"I won't do anything to harm you okay." Seth said touching Stiles shoulder

"I hope not." Stiles was quiet for a moment "Your brother isn't well is he?" Seth stiffen and leaned back puling his hand down, "He's hearing voice." Stiles said

"How do you know?"

"Have you not see how he acts? He cocks his head to the side when he hears it." Stiles tells him "He needs help." Seth stands up towering over him

"Richie doesn't need help." He growled out, Stiles just raised an eye brow as he looked up at him

"Keep telling yourself that." Stiles told him…what is wrong with me can't I keep my fat mouth shut… He thought as he waited for this Seth guy to reach out and slap him but the slap never came, instead he just got an intense look that tells him he needs to shut up.