Derek, Stiles and I drove to my house. I opened the door, and from the drive here, Stiles was just turned dad mode.

"We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. We're not going to call or talk to anyone. " stiles said as we walked to the kitchen,

"Do I talk to her?" Derek pointed at me, smiling and looking up at me.

"No." Stiles quickly said. "You already had her, so dont try."

"Already? Why don't i remember such a beautiful smile?"

"Derek, please don't start." I stopped him.

"Fine. Who's going to talk to him?" Derek pointed out and we saw my dad. My stomach drops.

"Ah!" Me and Stiles yelled. "Are you getting taller?" Stiles said pointing at my dad.

"What are you guys doing here?" My dad asked.

"We're waiting for Scott." Derek smiled at him.

"Yeah, so am I. We're supposed to have dinner. I brought extra. You guys hungry?" My dad puts out the food on the table.

"Yeah." Me and Derek walked to the table but Stiles pulled us back.

" No. We're not hungry." Stiles told him.

"No, I'm starving." Derek told Stiles. I was too! I haven't ate anything!

"Neither of us are hungry. Thanks, though." Stiles looks at my dad.

"Okay, well if you're not hungry, Stiles, your friend and my daughter can still eat." He smiles and he looks at Derek. "What's your name?" He asked Derek. Stiles eyes widen.

"Miguel. My cousin Miguel. From Mexico. So..." Stiles said, interrupting Derek.

"Es usted un natural de México, Miguel?" My dad said in Spanish. Nice job.

"Oh my God." Stiles whispered. "Can you translate?" He whispers to me.

"Are you naturally from Mexico." I translated.

"No soy nativo, si no que pasé montón de tiempo allí." Derek spoke in Spanish. I was actually impressed. Stiles bumped my arm.

"I'm not from there but I actually spend a lot of time there." I sighed. My dad smiled.

"Fantastic. Egg roll?" He asked Derek.

"Hell, yeah." Derek sat down on the table, leaving me and Stiles laugh nervously. We followed him and sat down. I sat across from Stiles.

"Shrimp fried rice or pork fried rice? Shrimp fried rice. Beef and broc. Fantastic! Egg roll." My dad said as he passed me the food. "So, uh, Miguel. What did you say your last name was again?" I dropped my chopsticks and looked at Stiles. Derek smiled at Stiles, waiting for his answer.

"Oh, it's Juarez. Cinqua... Tiago." Stiles put together.

"That's a mouthful. How do you spell that?" My dad looked at him, as he ate. I gave him the face telling it all.

"Phonetically." I just continued to eat my food.

"Mr. McCall, you're an FBI agent?" Derek asked as he saw my dads badge.

"He's low level. Very low level. He doesn't even have a voice." I stomped on Stiles foot. "Ow!"

"So do you investigate murders?" Derek continued to ask.

"Sometimes. When it's a Federal crime." My dad told him.

"What about fires?" Oh god! Oh no.

"Oh my God, I wonder where Scott is. Shouldn't Scott be here by now? We should call Scott." Stiles blurted out.

"What kind of fires are you talking about?" My dad was intrigued.

"Do you know anything about the Hale family?" And the ship as crashed. Once my dad told him what happened. I told Stiles to take him to my room. I helped my dad wash dishes and put away the food.

"You and Miguel, there's something i should be concerned about? Do i have to go dad mode?" I froze.

"Uh, no." I said as I washed the dishes. "Miguel isn't my type. Hes just like that, nothing there."

"Can I say something?" I nodded. "Don't get grossed out with this, but when you and Stiles were kids, I thought you guys would be dating by this time." I dropped the plate from the nerves.

"Haha." I let out.

"Didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

"No, it's okay! Really!" I smiled. Stiles came downstairs and waved the phone.

"Go, I'll handle this." I walked away and Stiles got a call from Scott. We walked upstairs to my room.

"No, he's in Juliet's bedroom, he'll be totally fine. To be honest, I'm starting to miss the old Derek. So, if you actually think that Kate's coming to find him..." Stiles said as I opened my door. My jaw dropped as I saw Kate, out of my window and smiling. She jumped off. Stiles eyes widen. "You might be right." He told Scott.

~

I met up with Scott, Malia and Peter at the school. I heard these noises and I just brushed it off.

"Did you catch a scent?" I asked Malia as she looked behind her.

"It's the same one. The same one as Mexico." She told me.

"What is she talking about?" Peter asked us.

"One of them came after us in the Church ruins." Scott told him.

"And one on the road." Malia added.

"They couldn't have followed us here. But they could've been brought, by Kate." I said. There was this sound. It was a growl. We all froze.

"Oh, I've heard that sound before. Did it have an animal skull? A human wearing a skull over its face?" Peter asked us.

"I think so." Malia said.

"What are they?" Me and Scott said at the same time.

"Berserkers." We look behind us and there was one. It was big! Malia growl and I grabbed her arm. "Are you crazy?" Peter yelled at her.

"There's just one of them." She said

"And that means we have a chance."

"To beat him?" I asked him.

"To survive." Peter just ran off. I sighed. The one was running after us, so the three of us ran faster. As we ran, I saw another one, I pushed back Malia and Scott behind me.

"Scott. It's both of them. They're both here." I said backing up.

"Where the hell's Peter?" He said looking around.

"I don't know. He just took off." I said. We ran up the stairs and tried to beat them. We clawed them and nothing happened. They tossed Scott and Malia aside like they were nothing. I roared and Kira appeared. We started to beat them, but one them hit Kira and she flipped. I was the only one standing. I growled. I ran up to them and as I was about to do something. It grabbed me and it pushed me against the wall.

"Help." I choked out. What is up with everyone choking me now a days! I don't get it! I heard a growl. Someone was beating up the Berserkers. It let me go and Scott dragged me. I looked at him funny.

"You're pretty." I said to him.

"Yeah, she's out of it." He looks up and Scotts face softens. "Derek?"