Haven and Scott walked into the parking garage after bumping into each other at the supermarket. "Are you sure I didn't distract you in there?" She asked, smiling.
"I got everything on the list." Scott replied, then doubled checked the crumbled piece of paper he retrieved from his pocket just to be sure.
"I thought your mom did all the shopping. Did you get your juice?" Haven was most definitely teasing him now..
"You're just full of jokes tonight, aren't you?" Scott asked a giggling Haven. Suddenly he stopped walking when he realized he was on the wrong level. "Actually...I think you did distract me. The car's not parked here."
Haven couldn't contain her laughter on that one as they went up to the fourth level, but Scott didn't find the car there either. "Did you forget where you parked the car?" Laughter was coating her voice as she spoke.
"Maybe...where did you park your car?" Scott asked, setting his bags down to get the keys from his pocket to use the remote alarm to find the darned car.
"I didn't drive, I walked." Haven answered. She needed some extra time to clear her head so walking to the store was what appealed to her the most.
Both sets of eyes looked up when they heard the car's beeps come from the level above them. Haven crossed her arms, "Damn. Nice range."
Scott chuckled then saw the bottle of milk rolling away. He tried to catch it but it went underneath the cars. Just as he was about to reach for it, the bottle had been rolled back to him with evidence of being clawed at.
"Everything okay?" Haven asked, setting her own bag down to check on him since his demeanor suddenly changed. She had no idea what he saw but when he said, "Run!" she did.
The pair took off running to the lower levels of the parking garage. When she looked back she saw a glimpse of something on all fours chasing after them. It was that moment when her mind went 'oh, shit!' because it was believed that the Alpha was chasing them.
They ran down another level before Scott grabbed onto Haven's arm and pulled her down behind a car with him. Both of their hearts were pounding so loud it resonated in their ears. "He's going to hear us." Haven whispered, trying to calm herself down.
Scott took a moment to think before saying, "No, he won't." He turned to Haven and said, "Start running...now!"
Haven trusted him so she got to her feet and started running as fast as she could while Scott jumped from car to car in order to activate the alarms to distract the being chasing them.
After turning the corner to the other level, Haven ran for a bit and darted behind another car, waiting for Scott to appear. She reached into her boot and pulled out a little blade that was hidden in a sewn in sheathe. Haven almost stabbed Scott when he darted around the car because he just about gave her a heart attack.
"I'm the good guy." Scott whispered to her, almost breathless.
"Yeah, I see that now." Haven replied quietly, trying to keep her heart rate under control.
They thought they had a moment to breathe but Scott's phone soon rang with Stiles' special ringtone. "I'm going to kill him!" Haven seethed through her teeth as Scott scrambled for his phone. Before Scott even found it, something grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled him up from the ground.
Haven reacted without looking and stabbed the wolf in the leg. The wolf she stabbed turned out to be Derek Hale and not the Alpha. He growled at her and pulled out the blade, "Even with that, you're both still dead."
"What the hell, Derek!" Haven exclaimed, pissed as hell for that terror fest, as they all walked back to the upper levels of the parking garage.
"I said I was going to teach you. I didn't say when." Derek answered, referring to both of them. He offered to help Haven with her hunting and Scott with the wolf stuff. Finding them together in the parking garage was an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.
"You scared the crap out of us!" Scott shouted – just as peeved as Haven was about the whole thing.
Derek looked at them with his signature smirk, "Not yet."
"Next time I'll be more prepared." Haven mumbled to herself, feeling so pissed that she wasn't more ready for the surprise attack. She was supposed to be on her toes, senses on high alert, and she ran off like a scared little teen with nothing arming her but a blade in her boot. How she was supposed to become a badass hunter? – She had no idea.
Scott heard Haven's words but didn't say anything about them. She had her 'internal dialogue' face on and wasn't about to interrupt that. So, he spoke to Derek, "I was fast, right?"
"Not fast enough." Derek retorted, "Your girlfriend was able to keep up."
Scott looked back to Haven but she was still mulling over things to herself, so he kept talking as they all walked, "But the car alarm thing! That was smart, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, until your phone rang." Derek shot back.
"Do you have anything nice to say about this little training session?" Haven asked in annoyance. She thought Derek's behavior about the whole thing was appalling.
Derek stopped and turned around to face them. "Not really."
Scott was having enough of the whole so-called learning process. "Derek! I need you to teach me how to control this!"
Derek sighed. "Look, I am what I am because of birth. You were bitten. Teaching someone who was bitten takes time. I don't even know if I can teach you."
Haven scoffed incredulously. "You've got to be kidding me."
"What do I have to do?" Scott asked, willing to do just about anything.
"You have to get rid of distractions," Derek answered, looking at Haven.
Haven placed her hand on her chest in an 'excuse me' manner. "Oh, so I'm a distraction now?"
"I can't teach Scott how to protect himself when he's too busy worrying about you," Derek answered in annoyance. "So, yeah. You're a distraction." Derek then turned his attention back to Scott. "The sooner you get rid of her, the sooner I can teach you."
Scott looked like he was fuming and felt like it too.
"You getting angry?" Derek asked. "That's your first lesson. You want to learn how to control this, how to shift, you do it through anger – by tapping into a primal animal rage and you can't do that with her around!" Derek pointed right at Haven when he said that, refusing to admit that he was foolish to think it was possible to help them both at once.
"I can get angry," Scott answered firmly, really hating how Derek was talking about Haven.
"Not angry enough!" Derek shouted back. "This is the only way that I can teach you. Now, can you two stay away from each other at least until after the full moon?"
Haven had a gut feeling that Derek wouldn't continue to help Scott unless he heard what he wanted to. So, she gave it to him. "If that's what it takes," Haven answered for Scott, hoping he'd catch on.
"If you want him to live, then yeah, that's what it takes," Derek shot back.
"Haven..." Scott didn't like where this was going.
Haven cut him off. "If he can teach you, then we can stay away from each other. Right?"
Scott did catch on and looked from Haven to Derek and nodded.
Derek took them at their word and answered with "Good."
They didn't stick to their word and it took Scott a few moments to realize that Haven never intended to. It was just something they had to do in order to get Derek to keep on helping Scott. Haven could figure out her stuff on her own. At least, that's what she believed.
Haven and Scott didn't waste any time being near each other again. In fact, the following night they were more than willing to take their relationship to the next level. Alas, they didn't get very far before there was a knock at her door. Haven gasped then called out "Uh, just a minute!" and started pulling Scott over to her closet. She looked at him apologetically before moving some clothes in front of him and closing the door.
"Uh, Haven?" the voice from the other side called out.
"Be right there!" Haven called back as she quickly adjusted her hair and hoped that they wouldn't notice the fact she wasn't wearing a bra under her tank top.
When Haven finally opened the door, Kate smiled. "Hey, what's up?"
"Oh, nothing much. Just doing some sketching, sending out emails." Haven casually moved her arms in front of her chest in hopes of her aunt not noticing.
"Emailing the boyfriend?" Kate asked teasingly.
Haven rolled her eyes as she sat in front of her computer. "No. I was emailing PETA about how my nutter butter father shot down a mountain lion in the school parking lot." Yeah, that was not what she was really doing, but it was the first thing that popped into her head.
"And that wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're grounded and can't see Scott?" Kate asked skeptically.
"I already went into my whining teenager mode telling him that I hate him and wish he was dead," Haven replied, typing away, "But that didn't go over so well, so now it's time for plan b."
"Ah, Mini Me, you started out as a normal, angry teenager and reverted into...I don't know what," Kate said laughing. "What does Allison have to say about all this?"
Haven shrugged and answered honestly. "We haven't really been talking much."
"You're not mad at her still, are you?" Kate asked, sitting on the edge of Haven's bed.
"No, I'm not mad," Haven replied. "I just need to start feeling like my own person...not Allison's shadow."
"Is there anything I can help you with, kiddo?" Kate asked, sounding genuine.
Haven shook her head. "Thanks, but no. I'm gonna get working on my History project and honestly would rather be left alone."
"Aw, come on, Mini Me. What sort of History project?" Kate asked, not about to be rushed out of the room.
"I have to come up with a report that has some relevance to my own family history," Haven answered, hoping it'd get Kate out of there quicker.
Kate looked quite interested. "Specific to your family?"
Haven's curiosity was also peaked. "Why?" she asked with a raised brow. "Do you have an idea?"
Kate moved from the bed and over to the computer. "Type this in; La Bete Du Gevudan."
"The beast of Gevudan?" Haven asked and Kate nodded with a 'mm-hmm' in reply.
Haven typed it in and when the search pulled up, she was even more intrigued. "What is this?"
"It's an old French legend," Kate replied, "that, believe it or not, has something to do with your family."
Haven looked at her aunt and asked, "Did you tell Allison about this?"
Kate shook her head. "Nope. This is for all you, kiddo."
Haven couldn't help but smile at that and read a little aloud, "Says here it killed over a hundred people...strange animal attacks..."
"Just like in a little town called Beacon Hills," Kate hinted. After all, she did have a deal with Allison to bring Haven into the fold since Allison and Chris were both forbidden to. Gotta love loopholes.
"This thing looks like something I'd see in my horror movies," Haven commented. "What was it?"
"No one knows for sure," Kate answered, wanting Haven to work for it a little more. "But it definitely wasn't a mountain lion. What's it look like to you?"
"It looks like a freaking wolf," Haven laughed. "What was it? A werewolf?" She made some eerie 'ooooo' sounds to accompany that to make Kate think she was kidding.
Kate shrugged. "Like I said, it definitely wasn't a mountain lion." She left it at that with a "Goodnight, Mini Me," and walked out of Haven's room, closing the door behind her.
Once Kate was out of there, Haven rushed to her closet and opened the door. "Did you hear that?" she whispered.
"Yeah," Scott answered, nodding. "I think you're right – I think your aunt is hinting to you about the family secret."
Haven nodded with a sigh. "Honestly not sure if that's a good or a bad thing anymore."
Scott pulled her in for a hug before reluctantly saying "Mood killer ain't it."
Haven laughed and smiled. "Afraid so."
Because of this, Scott went ahead and pulled his shirt over his head to get ready to leave.
Haven walked him over to the window and smiled. "To be continued," she said as she held onto his hand through the window until they could no longer.
"To be continued," Scott repeated with a smile and waved before jumping off the roof and landing on his feet.
He walked down the driveway to his car and stopped when he thought he heard something. Scott slowly turned around to see Allison standing right behind him. This made him jump about fifty feet.
"I thought you and my sister weren't allowed to see each other," Allison greeted, walking around him. "Now what do you think my father would do if he found out?"
Scott gulped nervously and turned as Allison circled him. "Uh...send Haven away to a boarding school?"
Allison laughed. "Perhaps. Or he just might skin you alive." Her tone was completely serious with that possible threat.
Scott didn't doubt that one bit and it terrified him but before either one of them could say another word, they heard a growling nearby. Both Allison and Scott turned to see the source and saw a pair of glowing red eyes.
Allison was feeling pretty sure of herself – thinking that she could take him. That was until it stood up on its hind legs. "That...that's really big," Allison stated in shock.
Scott didn't say a word and just took off running towards his car. His vehicle was closer than the house, so Allison took off with him. They managed to get inside and Scott locked the doors.
"That thing is a hell of a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be," Allison admitted, hating the fact that she wasn't prepared for this sort of encounter. She thought she was just going outside to give Scott a hard time – nothing more. "I thought it was going to be puny like you."
Scott looked at Allison with wide eyes. "You know about me?"
"Yeah," Allison answered with laughter. "You should really be careful about talking about this stuff at school. You never know who's listening."
Scott didn't even have a chance to process that before the Alpha came to the door and drew a spiral in the condensation upon the window. Once that message was given, it took off.
"What does that mean?" Scott asked, referring to the spiral.
Allison wracked her brain for something but nothing came. "I have no idea."
Now that Scott had a moment to breathe, he turned to face Allison. "Are you going to tell your father?"
"I should," Allison replied, "but I'm not going too. I love Haven more than my loyalty to being a hunter. But if you hurt her...I'll skin you myself." Allison opened the door to peek outside before making a run for the house.
Scott wasn't sure if he should tell Haven of this or not, but one thing was certain...he was going to get the hell out of there.
The next day at school, Haven tracked down Scott the first moment she had. He was down the hall talking to Stiles when she stormed right towards them and pulled Scott off to the side. "When you see the Alpha and find out that my sister knows about you, you should probably give a few more details than 'Saw Alpha. Allison knows.' !" Her tone was hushed but she was clearly seething.
Scott winced a bit. "Sorry."
Stiles couldn't stop himself from laughing. "A text? Seriously? You sent her a text about that?"
Both Haven and Scott gave him 'not helping' glares.
Stiles kept on laughing as he held up his hands in surrender and walked away as he joked "I better walk away before one of you kill me."
Haven and Scott moved away from the wall and walked with him. "What were you two chatting about?" she asked as they walked.
"Just that I have until the end of the day to teach Scott how to control his anger so he won't kill anybody." Stiles answered this like it was going to be easy as pie.
Haven looked at them and blinked a few times. "Okay...I'm down for that, but...how the hell do you intend to do it?"
Stiles opened his mouth to say something but said nothing.
"Oh, wow," Scott said with an incredulous chuckle.
"Shut up," Stiles shot back and kept on walking.
Haven was rather curious as to what Stiles' idea was for Scott, but had agreed not to observe...just in case. So she spent her free period reading about the Beast of Gevudan while they did their thing.
Haven was in the library when Allison and Lydia joined her. "Whatcha reading?" Lydia asked curiously.
"History project stuff," Haven answered without looking at her.
"You found something?" Allison asked, leaning across the table to peek over the book.
"Nuh uh, not for you sister," Haven replied with a grin. "Go find your own topic." She was doing her very best to not appear bothered, or worried, or anything because she now knew that Allison knew about Scott. Haven knew that she was gonna have to be normal, or at least relatively normal around her to avoid any suspicion on Allison's behalf. As far as Allison knew – Haven knew nothing.
Allison returned to her seat and looked smug. "I already have something about mom's side of the family, so hah." She crossed her arms on the table and leaned upon them. "So...What have you got?"
"Did you know that our ancestors, a set of twins actually, tracked down and hunted a creature called the Beast of Gevudan?" Haven asked, turning the book around to show them. It was an illustration of a large wolf-like creature with glowing red eyes. Allison and Lydia both recognized this for different reasons.
"Boring," Lydia stated before standing. "I'll see you in history." Without another word, she walked off.
"Boring my ass," Haven muttered and went back to the book. "You think it's possible or just some wacky Argent fairy story?" she asked, testing her sister a bit.
"Aren't all fairy stories based in some semblance of truth?" Allison asked with a raised brow before also heading off.
Haven set the book down and watched as her twin walked off. She was wondering if Allison was also hinting about the 'family business' or if there was something else to her words.
It wasn't long after this that Haven gathered her things and decided to go elsewhere. Her elsewhere turned into sitting in the empty hallway but it didn't stay empty for long. Jackson came down the hall and sat down next to her. "What are you reading?" he asked.
"Family history stuff," Haven replied then asked with a raised brow, "Are you okay? You kinda look like death warmed over."
"I'm fine," he replied with a smile.
"Okay..." Haven answered in a drawn out way. "Do you have free period or what?" She was trying to be subtle in asking what the hell he wanted.
"I just can't stand sitting through Chem," he replied.
"Well, if you actually did the work for yourself and tried to actually learn it, then maybe it wouldn't be so tortuous to sit through," Haven shot back with snark before sighing. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to talk," Jackson answered.
He was starting to give her the heebie-jeebies. "Why would you want to do that? I'm not the Argent who's in your little circle. I know Allison and I are twins but we don't look enough alike to confuse us."
"I know that, and I wanted to apologize." Jackson sounded almost genuine. "I realize that I've been a jerk to you and especially to Scott. And I wanted to say that I'm sorry."
"Okay..." Haven answered in a drawn out way again and went back to her book.
"I'm being serious," he tried to assure her.
Haven scoffed a chuckle. "Yeah, okay, you may be serious right now but you are not being sincere."
Jackson nodded a bit and sighed before asking "Do you know what it's like to be the best player on the team? Hmm? To be the star? To have every single person at the game chanting your name? And then...some kid...some kid just comes along, and then everyone starts looking at him instead of you. Do you know what that feels like?"
Haven kept her eyes on her book and didn't answer because in a way she did know. She didn't say anything until Jackson said again "Do you know what that feels like?"
Haven looked at him and sighed. "Yeah, I do. It feels like something's been stolen from you. Like you're now living in someone else's shadow."
"And then you'd feel like you'd do anything – anything in the world to get it back," Jackson added.
"Well you need to learn what I did – There's no 'I' in 'team'," Haven jabbed at him a bit. She couldn't help it.
"Yeah, but there's a 'me'." Jackson was quite firm with his words.
"Touche," Haven replied.
"That was a joke," Jackson said with a smile.
"My touche is rescinded then," Haven said with a bit of a smile of her own. Not a flirty one mind you, but a friendly one. Which was surprising on many levels but the last thing she ever expected was to have something in common with Jackson of all people.
Jackson chuckled. "You must really hate me."
Haven looked as if she was considering the possibility as she moved her hand back and forth. "Eh...I think the jury's out on that."
"Any way I can help with that?" Jackson asked, smiling. "Because, you know, I'm not a bad guy." When Haven raised her brows at him, he added "I mean, I make stupid mistakes, a lot, but I'm not bad."
"I almost believe you," Haven replied as she set her book down beside her.
"I really like you," Jackson said out of nowhere. "And Scott. I really – I really like you both and I want you to like me. I want to get to know you guys better."
Haven's brows furrowed because this was just starting to get weird.
Jackson leaned forward and asked with a smile, "So...what are you reading?"
"If I tell you will you leave me alone?" Haven asked, leaning back.
Jackson nodded with an 'oh yeah' grin. "Absolutely."
Upon hearing that, with a heavy sigh, she told him – without telling him too much.
On the way to class, Haven had to track down Scott again because all of a sudden he was avoiding her. She managed to catch him before he walked into their shared class. "What's going on?" Haven asked, pulling him aside once again.
Scott looked hesitant to say this but he spit it out. "I don't know if this is going to work, Haven."
"What are you talking about?" Haven asked, having no idea where this was coming from.
Scott stepped back and sighed. "I mean I think Derek was right – that we should stay away from each other. You...you make me weak Haven. And I can't be weak right now. Not with the Alpha around and Allison knowing. I'm sorry...but we can't do this."
Haven stood there with a 'wtf' look on her face as Scott walked away and went into the classroom. The biggest scoff in existence left her lips as she followed after him and since they were so late in getting there the only seat left was the one right behind Scott. She glared as him as she walked past and slid into her seat.
The teacher, aka Coach, was asking about the last night's reading and called upon Scott to answer. When it was made clear that Scott hadn't done the reading, Coach was giving him a hard time about it. A really hard time and Haven was sick of it. "Just shut up, Coach," Haven spat out.
Coach froze mid belittling and turned his attention to Haven. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," she shot back to him. "Do you enjoy being an ass to everyone you come into contact with or are you trying to compensate for something?"
Coach was trying to get a response out but ended up stammering a few things before pointing out the door shouting, "Get out of my class!"
"Gladly," Haven said as she slapped the desk and stood. Right before walking out she stopped at Scott and gave him a deep kiss on the lips before whispering "We don't make each other weaker, Pen Boy. We make each other stronger."
"All right, that's enough!" Coach shouted over the hoots and hollers from the other students due to the display. "Principal's office, now!"
Haven gave Coach a bit of a salute before walking out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her on the way out.
Once class was over, it was now time for the other Argent sister to track down Scott McCall. She was all but fuming when she found him. "So you're the source of my sister getting sent to the principal's office, huh?" Allison asked as she pushed Scott into the locker.
"I didn't ask her to stand up for me like that," Scott stammered. "I'm sorry she got in trouble, I'd fix it if I could."
"You don't have to ask her to do anything, stupid! Because she's in love with you!" Allison shouted back and pressed her finger firmly into his chest. "And that's the only reason why you're still breathing."
Scott was too focused on what Allison had said about Haven loving him to hear anything else. "She...she loves me?"
Allison realized the slip she made but sarcastically said "Whoops, spoilers." Getting more serious she said, "You better watch it McCall. You only have so many strikes before you're out." On that note, Allison walked away.
Scott looked like he was on cloud nine as he walked over to Stiles.
"What was that about?" Stiles asked.
"Allison just told me that Haven loves me and I realized...I love her too, man. I mean, I'm really in love with her!" Scott felt like this was the best thing in the world then got kicked down a few pegs. "And I told her we can't be together anymore! Stupid!" He banged his head on a nearby locker after saying that.
"Dude, she kissed you before leaving class. I don't think she got the memo. Besides, I think she's the one that keeps you in control," Stiles replied then elaborated. "Your heart rate was going crazy until she started standing up for you. When your focus was on her, she kept you grounded...like an anchor."
Scott went back to feeling like this was the best news on the planet but was soon brought back to reality when Stiles said, "Calm down a bit so we can figure out a real plan since you obviously can't be around her all the time and besides she's probably suspended for awhile."
Scott sighed heavily. "I know, I know. So what do I do?"
Stiles thought for a moment. "I think I have an idea."
Scott had a feeling he was going to regret this. "Is this idea going to get me into trouble?"
"Probably," Stiles replied.
"Is this idea going to cause me physical pain?" was his next question.
Stiles nodded. "Definitely, come on."
Haven was sitting in an empty classroom where she was to remain for the rest of the day and afterwards for detention until they determined what her punishment should be. She looked out the window for a moment then whipped her head right back. Haven leaned over a bit to get a better look and her eyes went wide when she saw Stiles key a car with Scott holding up a different set. "What are you guys up to?" Haven asked before looking around to make sure no one was about to come in so she could get up and get a better look.
With the coast clear, Haven darted out of her seat and went over to the window. When the scene unfolded in front of her, she almost couldn't believe it. A group of guys were beating the crap out of Scott. "What the hell?!" Haven shouted then took off running out of the room, only to be stopped by a teacher.
"Where do you think you're going?" the teacher asked and Haven quickly said "It's my time of the month. Bathroom, please!"
The teacher, who happened to be male, looked disgusted and stepped aside for her to pass.
Unfortunately the teacher followed her to make sure she actually went into the girl's room. Since she couldn't get outside, she called Stiles phone from the stall. When he answered, she laid right into him. "What the hell are you doing, Stiles?! In what world does standing by while your friend gets beaten up a good thing and...what?...You're doing what?..." Haven listened to what Stiles had to say about this being an experiment and to keep on talking, so she did. Haven talked about every random thing she could think of until Stiles said "That's enough" and ended the call.
Haven looked at her now black screen phone and scoffed heavily. "Oh those boys have a lot of explaining to do," she muttered to herself being leaving the bathroom to get back to her punishment.
Haven had the choice of several days worth of after school detention or a whole day's work of doing the sport's teams laundry as punishment. Wanting to get it done and over with she chose the laundry. Yeah...Haven really should have put more thought into that before choosing it as her punishment.
Thankfully she wasn't gonna have to spend the whole night there and was actually on her way out when she heard something. 'My life has literally become a horror movie' she thought to herself and followed the sound to the front office. Seeing that it was Scott and Stiles made her grin. She crept as quietly as she could and jumped out at them with a loud "BOO!"
The boys jumped and cried out in terror as Haven just burst out laughing. "What are you doing here?" Scott asked when he felt like he could breathe again.
"And why do you smell like sweaty socks and death?" Stiles added.
"A who day's worth of team laundry instead of after school detention for the rest of the week," Haven explained then asked, "What are you guys doing here?"
"I'm gonna see if Derek's theory about me being linked to the Alpha is right," Scott answered in worried tones – almost as if he was doubting it.
"Why does this sound like a terrible idea?" Haven asked as she hopped up on the front desk.
"Because it is," Stiles chimed in, "but we're doing it anyway." Stiles went around the desk to get the speaker system throughout the school ready for Scott to make his howl and signal his position to the rest of the pack.
"Am I gonna need my knives? Because I didn't exactly bring them to school," Haven stated then got quiet when Scott cleared his throat to howl.
Only...what came out of Scott's mouth was far from a howl. It sounded like a screeching wet cat. At least that was the only comparison that Haven could come up with.
"Was that okay? I mean, it was a howl right?" Scott asked, hoping that was good enough.
Haven had to firmly press her lips together to keep herself from laughing as Stiles said, "Technically...I guess."
"What did it sound like to you?" Scott asked, turning to Haven.
Haven cleared her throat before saying, "It sounded like a screeching wet cat."
"I was going to say a cat being choked to death," Stiles interjected. "But yeah...much more cat than wolf."
"What do I do?!" Scott exclaimed in distress. "How am I supposed to do this?"
Haven hopped off the desk and went over to him. "Hey, just calm down and take a breath. Be a werewolf, Scott. Not a teen wolf, a werewolf. And if that fails..." Haven added with a playful little grin, "...feel free to imagine me naked again." She just knew Stiles was going to say something so she turned around and pointed at him, saying "Not you."
Haven stepped back as she watched Scott with his newfound confidence. She thought it was incredible when his eyes turned golden yellow right before he let out a very deep – and to Haven, a very sexy howl. "Definitely not a teen wolf," Haven said with a grin before the three of them walked out of the school together.
When they made it to the parking lot, an irate Derek was there waiting for them. "I'm going to kill both of you!" he shouted at the boys. "What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?" Before Derek could do any more scolding he grimaced. "Which one of you smells?"
Haven raised her hand with no shame. "Laundry duty," she informed then Scott said "Sorry. I didn't know the howl would be that loud."
"Yeah," Stiles said chuckling, "it was loud and it was awesome!" He went way high pitched when he said 'awesome'.
"Shut up," Derek said to him.
Stiles laughed, "Don't be such a sour wolf."
Even Haven thought she heard something and repeated Derek's "Shut up."
Scott looked at Derek's car and saw the backseat door open. "What did you do with Deaton?"
Derek turned around. "I didn't do anything to him."
"Guys...do you hear that?" Haven asked, swearing she could hear something but before anyone could answer...the Alpha appeared.
The Alpha drove its claws into Derek's back and lifted him up into the air as blood poured out of Derek's mouth.
Haven didn't even realized she had screamed until Scott and Stiles grabbed hold of her and pulled her along with them to get into the school. When they made it inside, they closed the door, ducked down and then held tight.
"Big..." Haven said through deep breaths. "Very...big."
Stiles couldn't help but say, "That's what she said." But as soon as those words came out of his mouth, he instantly regretted it. The next words that came out of his mouth were not just due to the huge Alpha outside, but the glares he received from Scott and Haven because of his comment. "Yep," he said, "I'm gonna die."
End Episode 6
A/N: I wanted to apologize for taking so long to update. I will try to be more regular with my updates in the future. Hope you enjoy the story and thanks for reading :)