Stiles POV: Seeing Selene kiss Isaac hurt so much. He felt a knife sharp pain in his chest. So tonight at a party he dragged Scott to he planned to get drunk and get a girl so he could forget Selene.

"What?" Stiles asked Scott.

"What what do you mean what?" Scott asked.

"I mean 'what' and you know what."

"'What' what?"

"That look you were giving" Stiles said.

"I didn't give a look" Scott replied.

"Oh there was a distinct look Scott."

"What look?"

"The look that says that the last thing you feel like doing right now is going to a party" Stiles said.

"It's not that. It just seems weird going to a different high school's party."

"What? Would you… god one drink all right? You'll be fine. I went to nursery school with this girl okay? she promised to introduce us to all of her friends. So tonight no Allison no Selene. Tonight we're moving on" Stiles said in anger.

"You're right" Scott said giving Stiles a look.

"That's right I'm right."

"Moving on."

"Onward and upward" Stiles smiled not really believing himself.

"Let's do this."

"That's what I'm talking about. Now look at me" Stiles told him.

They smiled and high fived.

"How's my breath smell?" Scott asked.

"I'm not smelling your breath."

"Do you have any gum?" Scott asked the closer they got to the door.

"No no gum you're fine."

"Can you at least tell me what kind of party this is?" Scott asked.

Stiles smiled and didn't answer as he opened the door and walked in.

"Stiles! Hi" Heather the birthday girl said when he walked in.

"Hey there's the birthday gir…" he got cut off when she kissed him.

"So glad that you made it" Heather smiled.

"Uh me to."

"Come downstairs with me and help me pick out a bottle of wine" Heather said softly.

Stiles pushed his sense of betrayal away and followed her downstairs.

"Okay hey remember when we were little kids and we used to come down here all the time and then we would…" Heather kissed him again and pushed him gently against a wine rack.

"Yeah we never did that" Stiles said.

"Stiles I just turned 17 today and you know what I want for my birthday?"

"A bike?" Stiles asked as she kicked her heels off.

"To not be a 17-year-old virgin. You've never done it before either?"

"Turned 17? No not yet" Stiles said.

"Stiles?"

"Oh the other thing um…I… well."

"Do you want to? I mean would you be okay with that?" Heather asked.

No I will never be okay with that he screamed mentally out loud he just nodded.

"Yeah would I be okay with that? I believe so yea um. Okay no, yeah, um wait wait I don't have any uh…" Stiles tried not to get sick the more he thought of having sex with Heather.

"My brother has some in the upstairs bathroom."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Okay sho…?"

"You should go get them go."

"Going" Stiles said as he went upstairs.

Little did Stiles know a white wolf ran off away from the window she saw Stiles and Heather in.

When Stiles came back Heather was gone. Part of him was relieved the other part was worried.

Selene POV: She ran and ran her paws pounded over the earth. She couldn't tell if she wanted to cry, scream, or kill so she ran. When she felt more in control she went home to crash. It wasn't until she woke up that she remembered she had to go to Derek's in a few hours with Isaac.

Since she really didn't feel like going she decided to walk all the way there hoping to kill time. However Peter wasn't even there yet when she showed up but Derek and Isaac were.

"You know I'm starting not to like this idea. Sounds kinda dangerous. You know what? I definitely don't like this idea and I definitely don't like him" Isaac said as he paced.

"You'll be fine" Derek replied as he read a book.

"Does it have to be him? Selene cant you do it?" Isaac begged her.

"I know how but it connects us mind to mind and right now I'm… let's say emotionally compromised. Makes it even more dangerous" Selene said sadly.

"You know Scott doesn't trust him right? You know personally I'd well I'd trust Scott" Isaac said as he stopped pacing.

"Do you trust me?" Derek asked looking up from his book.

"Yeah. I still don't like him."

"Nobody likes him" Derek said going back to his book.

Then the door slid open.

"Boys and girl. FYI yes coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired but the hearing still works. So I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is that you're felling straight to my face" Peter said walking in.

Derek looked him straight in the face.

"We don't like you. Now shut up and help us."

"Fair enough" Peter said flicking his claws out.

Isaac sat in a chair his fear and anxiety scents were filling the loft so Selene laid her hand on his shoulder.

"Relax. I'll get more outta you if you're calm" Peter said.

"How do you know how to do this again?" Isaac asked.

"It's an ancient ritual used mostly by Alphas since it's a skill that requires quite a bit of practice. One slip and you could paralyze someone. Or kill them" Peter said standing behind Isaac.

Selene growled softly at him.

"You… you've had a lot of practice though right?" Isaac asked clearly scared.

"Well I've never paralyzed anyone."

"Wait does that mean that you…" before Isaac finished Peter wrapped his arm around his neck and stuck his claws in the back of Isaac's neck.

Isaac struggled. Derek jumped up ready to stop it before Isaac got hurt.

"Wait I see them" Peter said.

Then he jerked back and Isaac slumped a little in the chair.

"What'd you see?" Derek demanded.

"It was confusing. Um im…images vague shapes" Peter said breathing hard.

"But you saw something" Derek said.

"Isaac found them."

"Erica and Boyd?"

"I barely saw them. I mean glimpses."

"But you did see them" Derek said loudly.

"And worse" Peter confirmed.

"Deucalion" Derek said.

"He was talking to them. Something about time running out."

"What does it mean?" Isaac asked as Selene rubbed his shoulder to sooth him.

"He's gonna kill them" Derek said.

"No no no no he didn't say that. He did male them a promise that by the full moon that they'd both be dead" Peter said.

"The next full moon?" Derek asked.

Peter looked at him.

"Tomorrow night."

Then Derek got a text from Scott and left while Isaac decided to take Selene to the movies to cheer her up.

Stiles POV: "I don't see anything" Derek said as he looked at the bruises on Lydia and Allison's arms in the school Library.

"Look again" Scott said.

Stiles watched from the table he was sitting on.

"How is a bruise gonna tell me where Boyd and Erica are?"

"It's the same on both sides. Exactly the same" Scott said.

"It's nothing."

"Pareidolia. Seeing patterns that aren't there. It's a subset of apophenia" Lydia explained.

"They're trying to help" Scott said.

Derek gave him an are-you-kidding-me look.

"These two. This one who used me to resurrect my psychotic Uncle. Thank you. And this one who shot about 30 arrows into me and my pack" Derek said pointing at Lydia and Allison.

"Okay all right now come on. No one died all right? Look there may have been a little maiming okay a little mangling but no death. That's what I call an important distinction." Stiles spoke up.

"My mother died" Allison said.

"Your family's little honor code killed your mother not me" Derek responded.

"That girl was looking for Scott. I'm here to help him not you."

"You wanna help? Find something real" then Derek turned to leave.

Scott talked to him quietly then Derek left. The bell rang and Scott and Stiles headed to their next class.

"Okay what would a pack of Alphas want with Erica and Boyd?" Stiles asked.

"I'm not sure it's them they want" Scott replied.

"Okay what like Derek? Like they're recruiting? Hey Scott. You coming?" Stiles asked when Scott stopped walking.

Scott nodded and they both walked into Coach's class.

"The stock market is based on two principles. What are they? Yes McCall you can go to the bathroom. Anybody else?" Coach said when Scott raised his hand.

"Uh no Coach I know the answer" Scott said.

"Haha…oh you're serious" Coach said.

"Yes. Risk and reward" Scott answered.

"Wow! Who are you? And what have you done to McCall? Don't answer that I like you better. I like you better. Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter" Coach asked.

"Yep" Stiles said reaching into his pocket he pulled out a quarter but the XXL condom from the night before also came out of his pocket and fell to the floor.

"Stilinski I think you uh… you dropped this. And congratulations" Coach said handing Stiles the condom back.

"Risk and reward. Put the quarter in the mug win the reward. Okay watch Coach" he threw the quarter and sure enough it landed in the mug.

"That's how you do it. Okay Danny. Risk, reward."

"What's the reward?" Danny asked.

"You don't have to take the pop quiz tomorrow."

"Coach it's not a pop quiz if you tell us about it" Danny said.

"Danny you know I really expect more from you at this point. Really. McCall. Risk reward. The risk: if you don't put that quarter in the mug you have to take the pop… the quiz. And… and you have to write an essay. Risk more work. Reward no work at all. Or choose not to play" Coach said putting the quarter on Scott's desk.

"But isn't this just chance?" Scott asked.

"No. You know your abilities your coordination your focus past experience all factors affecting the outcome. So what's it gonna be McCall? More work no work or choose not to play?"

"No play" Scott said setting the quarter down.

"Okay who's next? Who wants the quarter? There ya go! There's a gamblin' man! Come on step up step up! All right Stilinski" Coach said when Stiles said he wanted the quarter.

"Stiles" someone said.

"Yeah Coach I got it" Stiles said as he got ready to throw the quarter.

"Stiles."

Stiles looked up to see his there with other cops. They went out into the hallway.

"I couldn't find her. I just figured she's hooded up with her other friends. Has no one really seen her since last night?" Stiles asked his dad.

"No. We put out and APB but Stiles all her friends say you were the last person who saw her" his dad said.

"Me?"

"We hope that's it's just a series of bad decisions based on too much to drink. But if you remember anything else you call me. All right?"

Stiles nodded. After class Scott and Stiles talked about it.

"So you think they kidnapped Heather to turn her?" Scott asked.

"Derek says it's easier to turn teenagers" Stiles said.

"But what would a pack of Alphas need with a Beta?"

"Scott I don't know. I don't care all right? This girl… our moms were best friends before mine died all right? We used to take fricken' bubble baths together when we were three. I gotta find her."

"Then we need Isaac to remember."

"How? Peter and Derek couldn't do it. You know any other werewolves with a better trick?"

"Maybe not a werewolf but someone who knows a lot about'em."