For Paul

So apparently I really did miss out on a lot. On the drive to Scotts house he informed me of the events during the school hours I was not their. Apparently Lydia found out about him not playing Saturday and she gave him an ultimatum, either he play and win Allison or not play and lose her. I shook my head at that one, Lydia really was ruthless, they should make her an assistant coach or something.

Anyways, so while that was going on Stiles and Scott managed to snoop in on Sheriff Stilinski asking the principal to announce a curfew for everyone under 18 at 9:30. I had to scoff at that one cause if I get hungry at midnight best believe I will drive my ass to get food.

And as if it couldn't get any worse, Scott found out about Derek's little trip to our school and that's why he was ready to fight him.

It was pretty much a shit fest at school then, glad I wasn't there or my day could have been worse. Which reminds me I better go see Ms. Morrell before she finds me.

Anyways, now I was sprawled across Scotts bed waiting for our spastic friend to show up.

"Your moms really nice," I tell Scott while throwing one of the lacrosse balls in the air.

He nods," yeah she really likes you."

I shrug my shoulders," lots of parents like me."

He looks at me," so why were you there?"

I stop throwing the ball and remember Derek's assault and his revelation. Honestly it pisses me off more that I enjoyed the feeling of his fingers against my skin and breath fanning my cheeks.

"Well I was with Allison when she found the jacket and went after Derek but he told me what I was," I answered, skipping the weird and hot moment.

"He what!" Scott turned around in his swirly chair fast.

And then Stiles footsteps were heard running up the stairs, him hyperventilating. I looked at Scott and he nodded, knowing I was going to tell him as soon as Stiles was present.

The boy then practically runs through the wooden door, almost falling but catching himself in the process as I stand up and he instantly throws question at us," what did you find! How did you find! Where did you find it! And yes I've had a lot of Adoral. So..."

Stiles head is moving rapidly between the both of us looking for an answering as Scott and I bust out into small chuckles at his ambitious behavior.

Scott starts," we found something at Derek Hales."

"Are you kidding what?" Stiles asks surprised.

I sigh and," there's something buried there we could smell blood."

"That's awesome!" He says in delight before correcting himself and moving on," I mean that's terrible who's blood."

Scott stands up," we don't know but when we do," and points a finger at Stiles chest," your dad nails Derek for the murder and then both of you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing because there's no way I'm not playing in that game."

I still think it's a bad idea if he's only doing it for Allison and not considering everyone else's well being but sigh.

"Wait guys!" I tell them both as they head for the door," I found out what I am!"

Stiles turns and his hazel eyes go wide," what how did you find out?"

"Derek! He told me," I murmur to him while Scott eyes me.

"So what are you?" Stiles asks.

"He called me a Dea, I don't know what it is but he gave me a name," I say to both of them.

Stiles smiles," okay well that's a start! Tomorrow we spend the night researching for that! Today we nail Derek in the ass!"

I nod and follow both my friends out of the bedroom.

-----

We drive to Beacon Hills Hospital, in search of any scent half of the dead body has.

Stiles quickly points in one direction to the both of us and we nod before going down the separate hallways. Stiles sticking around in the waiting area.

"You think it's the same?" I mumble to Scott, my hands continuously moving around one another. It's not every day I see a dead body, this freaks me out.

He shrugs his shoulders and tries to look casual as we head to the morgue," it has to be."

I nod and then jump when I hear a familiar voice call out my name," Imelda?"

It's Jackson, he's staring at me with a questioning expression, I look at Scott and push him further down," go!"

When he's made it into the morgue room I turn and smile at Jackson who's sitting on one of the patient beds," hey Jackson what are you doing here?"

One of his hands moves to the injured shoulder," Lydia's making me get a cortisone shot, to help me play lacrosse on Saturday."

I nod and take a seat near him, I'm actually relieved that I won't have to see a dead body. I wouldn't be getting any sleep if I did, guess Scotts going to have to do this one on his own.

"Ouch, want me to hold your hand while he gives it to you?" I tease him.

He laughs," actually would you mind? I hate needles so much."

I nod my head," no problem! You held my hair while I threw up on your front porch I think I can repay the favor."

Jacksons blue eyes crinkle in disgust at the memory before hardening and looking at me again," so what were you doing here with McCall?"

Without stuttering I answer," Scott asked me to drive him so he could bring his mom her wallet for lunch."

He accepts my answer but continues," speaking of him and you what's going on? Are you dating his best friend? I saw you at my party dancing with him and then holding his hand at the practice? Where did you even go when I got injured? You were near me one moment and then just disappeared."

I rose my eyebrows in surprise, Jacksons never spoken to me like that. He genuinely sounded pissed off at me which I didn't understand one bit. There was no need for hostility.

"Careful Jackson," I warned him," you sound like a jealous boyfriend. And to answer your questions no I'm not dating Stiles, that's his name by the way, him and I just started talking at the party he's a cool guy and so is Scott. The only reason I was holding his wrist, not his hand, was because I was afraid either you or Scott were going to get injured and I didn't leave you on the field your buddies pushed me out of the way. I knew I needed to find Lydia before someone else told her but by the time I went looking for her she had already find out. Now can we stop with the 3rd degree, I'm trying to help you don't piss me off or I'll get the doctor to stab you in the ass."

Said doctor then walks into the room, He must notice the tension in the room because both Jackson and I are staring intensely at one another. The doctor moves around the room quickly and get the needle in order.

"Mr. Whittmore, please remove your shirt," the doctor asks Jackson timidly.

Jackson unbuttons his red shirt before taking it off and being left in only a white tank. He then motions for me to hop out of the chair and sit next to him which I do, but narrow my eyes at him.

The doctor steps behind him just as Jackson sighs and yanks my hand into his own," look I'm sorry okay, I don't mean to sound like an asshole. I just don't think McCall or Stiles aren't right for you."

My eyes soften at Jackson," they are good guys, a little crazy but good guys. Besides, you should be happy, now you can have more time with Lydia."

"What makes you think I want more time with just Lydia," he asks me just as the doctors uncapping the needle.

"Because she's your girlfriend," I emphasize to him.

"Yeah well lately it's been different, I think I'm getting along better with you then her," he mumbles.

"Jackson don't say that, Lydia and you are perfect together and I know both of you are still in love with one another," I assure him.

"Alright I'm going to stick the needle in now Mr. Whittmore, please do not move," the doctor informs him.

Jackson then clutches my hand tighter, and looks me straight in the face so he won't panic. I smile," Jackson I swear to god this better not be like arrow when Roy kisses Thea."

He rolls his eyes," don't lie you would love to be the Queen to my Harper. You know people say I look just like Roy Harper."

I stick my tongue at him and shoot back," please I'm already a Queen regardless I don't need a man for that. I've told you already, don't compare my baby daddy to you, it's just freaky."

The doctors moving from behind Jackson then," all right all done, Mr. Whittmore please refrain from making this a habit."

Jackson nods and then grabs his red shirt, wincing every so often when he moves the injured arm. The doctor signs a couple of papers and then he leaves the room, his shoes squeaking against the floors.

"Okay so, I guess I'll go find Scott before he walks home," I say to Jackson.

"Yeah Lydia's waiting for me outside, I'll see you later then," he says to me.

I nod and search for Scott down the hallways, I can feel Jackson watching me as I past the morgue entrance. Scotts scent has further gone down the hallway though so I follow where his scent leads.

The hallways leads right back to the lobby because I'm soon hearing Scotts voice," the scent was the same."

Stiles asks," are you sure?"

"Yes!" Scott answers.

I walk right up to the both of them and scan for Jackson or Lydia while Stiles continues on, "so he did bury the other half of the body on his property."

"Which means we have proof he killed the girl," I conclude.

Stiles grabs my wrist and begins leading us towards the exit," I say we use it."

Scotts quick to catch up," how?"

Stiles turns back around, narrowing his eyes at his best friend," tell me something first are you using this because you want to stop Derek or because you want to play in the game and he said you couldn't."

I narrow my eyes at Scott, if he's really doing this all because of Allison I will scream.

"There were bite marks on the legs you guys, bite marks," he emphasizes.

Stokes looks at me and I nod before grabbing both boys and leading them out," okay we're are going to need two shovels."

----

"So tell my why Scott and I are digging and you are just sitting on the hood of my car again!" Stiles yells from the bottom of the small hole they have so far made.

I smirk and answer back," because both of you aren't wearing heels and I didn't get to ride shotgun!"

"And whose fault is that?" Stiles bites back sarcastically.

"Lydia's for throwing them at me in the morning and Scotts for not being a gentlemen," I answer and lay down on the hood of the car, putting my arms under my head, my shirt rides up and my belly is exposed to the cool night air which feels amazing. My nose still itches but now more fiercely, it's not much of a bother but I have never smelt it. Scott on the other hand can't seem to stand the smell and is digging as fast as possible so we can move away from it.

"Does it still smell different to you Imelda?" Scott asks me.

"Yeah, much different but still the same if that makes sense," I murmur to him.

"I know what you mean," he says and goes back to digging.

"This is taking way to long!" Scott complains and quickly moves his head around the dense forest.

"Just keep digging," Stiles says out of breath.

"What if he comes back back!" Scott paranoid voice says.

"Then we get the hell out of here or get Imelda to seduce him!" Stiles answers.

"What the fuck! Why me!" I yell and sit up.

"What if he catches us!" Scott continues to question.

Stiles shrugs," I have a plan for that."

"Which is?" I ask.

"We run 3 different way! Let's hope he goes after Imelda cause he won't do anything to her but if he catches either of us then too bad!" He answers causally.

I grumble and hop down from the car before smacking Stiles on the head," that's a terrible plan."

Scott shakes his head at the same time," I hate that plan."

And Stiles goes to say something witty back when his shovel hits something hard and stops Scott," stop! Stop! Stop!"

He hands me the shovel and Scott throws his to the side while they drop to the dirt and begin moving it away with their bare hands.

They pull enough dirt away to reveal rope, I start bouncing on my foot," hurry!"

Stiles is yanking away at the knots," I'm trying but did he have to tie into 90,000 thousand knots!"

"Oh my god," I mumble and jump into the whole with them," let me help."

Hurriedly we yank away at the knots, slowly unraveling what's left underneath. When most of the knots are undone it reveals a black tarp that Stiles moves out of the way revealing the black head of a wolf.

"Ah!" All 3 of us yell in unison and jump out of the hole. I land between both my partners in crime, clutching at Scotts grey jacket and Stiles green plaid shirt.

"What the fuck is that!" I yell out.

Scott creep forward to look into the whole and answers, "its a wolf!"

"Yeah I can see that!" Stiles answers sarcastically before pointing at it," I thought you said you smelled blood! As in human blood!"

Scott answers innocently," I told you something was different!"

"This doesn't make sense," I mumble in disbelief and Stiles nods along agreeing.

"We have to get out of here," Scott tells us.

Stiles nods and then says," yeah but first we have to cover this up!"

I nod and begin throwing dirt into the whole, avoiding looking at the wolf. Stiles and Scott are staring at something though, Stiles moving to grab at it.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"You see that flower," he points at it and my eyes go wide at the sight of it. It's just standing there along, purple petals bright against the dark of the night.

Scott obviously has no clue why the damn thing is so important since he asks," what about it?"

And Stiles answers what I already knew from countless horror movies," I think it's wolvesbane."

I nod along," looks like it."

"What's that?" Scotts still has no clue.

I look over at him," you're kidding me right? You are literally the worst werewolf."

"Haven't you ever seen The Wolfman?" Stiles says in disbelief at his friend," or any of the original classic werewolf movies?"

Scott shakes his head," no what?"

And Stiles shakes his head in disappointment," Imelda is right you're so unprepared for this."

Stiles picks it up, the purple flower looking so beautiful amongst all the dirt but if anyone has seen a horror movie they'd know just how bad it is.

Stiles yanks it out of the dirt, it's got rope attached to it though, and flower petals around it as well. He begins yanking the rope up slowly, revealing the trail around the wolf head that goes in a circle. I push Scott out of the way, fearing it from my knowledge of it.

I'm watching Stiles as slowly the rope begins to accumulate against his chest when Scott jumps and grabs at my shoulder forcing me to look back down at what should be a wolf head.

"Oh my god," I yell and bump into Scotts chest.

Stiles looks at us then, and glances down at the head and torso of a dead girl.

It's the other half of the body.

-------

For the first time in what probably is awhile the burnt remains of the Hale house is flooded with people, but not just any people, it's cops and their patrol cars. Im sitting once again on the hood of Stiles' car, biting at my lip nervously while the hot American Psycho himself walks out handcuffed. Sheriff Stilinksi leads him towards his cop car as his deputies walk around or help get the evidence together.

He looks at us, a pissed off expression clear as the day on his face. While Scotts looks down and away from his face, I rub some salt into his wound and smile maliciously while waving slowly.

He growls so low only I can hear but I wink back and mumble," told you Derek, don't mess with my friends."

He's shoved into the back of the cop car before he can respond or growl some more.

"Where's Stiles?" Scott asks me and we both look in the same direction to see him casually walking up to the cop car.

"He's just dying to get us caught by his father," I mumble and hop off the hood," Scott get in the jeep before you're caught too I'll deal with our friend."

Stiles makes a dash for the car before jumping inside, I duck my head until I'm sitting in the drivers seat. Stiles looks at Derek once," okay jus so you know I'm not afraid of you."

Derek didn't say anything just intensely gives him the death stare until Stiles gives up a little and says," okay maybe I am."

I roll my eyes and stick my head into the space so Derek can see me," well I'm certainly not."

Stiles continues on," doesn't matter, we just want to know. The girl you killed she was a werewolf, but she was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean she can turn herself into an actual wolf and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?"

But Derek doesn't answer the question, instead calmly asks," why are you so worried about me when it's your friend that's the problem?" he head motions to Scott," when he shifts on the field what do you think they are gonna do? Huh? Just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing but you can..."

He then moves forward until once again he's invading my personal space, only this time it's less intimate and more of a warning," and trust me you'll want to."

I furrow my eyebrows at his words while Stiles jaw is left open until he's yanked out of the car by his father. I jump slightly at Sheriff Stilinski's sudden appearance but don't move although I faintly hear him say," get out of the van Imelda."

Derek stares at me hard until I speak,"you didn't get to finish telling me what I am."

He smirks and leans back, getting comfortable," you will know soon enough, I'm sure Stiles will research for you but for now just know to stay away from Scott."

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"Just stay away from him, or else it will end up bad for all of us," he says to me.

His vague answers piss me off and I jump out of the car and slam the door, moving towards the jeep where Scotts ducking his head.

The Sheriff asks Stiles," so you lied to me and managed to drag an innocent girl into this mess with you?"

Scott opens the door and jumps out so I can hop into the back, he's quiet which means he heard my conversation with Derek.

"Imelda? He asks softly.

I look up and answer," yeah?"

"I don't know what's Derek's talking about but you know I wouldn't willingly hurt you or anyone else right?" He says innocently.

I nod and lean forward so I can rest my head on his shoulder and watch as Stiles and his father fight some more," yes I do Scott, but you won't be able to stop yourself tonight if it does happen."

"So will you be staying away from?" He asks, not moving.

I lift my head and look him in the eyes," not a chance in hell, Derek's not stopping me from keeping you safe. No matter what happens, besides I'll probably heal just like you."

He smiles and let's me rest my head once again as we watch our friend fool his dad with smart ass comebacks.

Stiles really does have a gift.

---

"I can't find anything for wolves bane being used for burial," Scott breathes out as types away.

I stick my head from the backseat and flash my iPhone," me neither."

Stiles looks at my phone once and then at Scotts screen and sighs," just keep looking, maybe it's like a ritual or someone like maybe they bury you as a wolf or maybe it's like a special skill like something you have to learn."

Scotts irritated voice answers," I'll put it on my to do list underneath figuring out how im going to play in this game tonight."

Warning bells start going off in my head as Scotts face scrunches up like he's having the worst headache ever but Stiles doesn't seem to notice and continues on," maybe it's different for girl werewolves, hey Imelda try turning into a wolf tonight or something will ya?"

"Okay!" Scott finally cuts in with an angry voice," stop it!"

Stiles eyes go wide and takes his eyes off the road," stop what?"

"Stop saying werewolves! Stop enjoying this so much," he all but yells at his best friend.

I put my hand on his shoulder," scott are you okay?"

He pushes me away and screams," no I'm not! I'm so far from being okay!"

Scotts breathing heavy with so much pain, what's causing him pain! There's nothing that should be causing him pain, what is it.

Then I smell it, the wolvesbane is near and that's what's causing Scott to flip out but once again not affecting me in the slightest.

"You know you're going to have to accept it sooner or later!" Stiles yells at his best friend.

Scotts starting to scream, his entire body protesting," I can't."

"Well your going to have to..."

"No! I can't breathe!" He yells and slams his hand on the roof.

Oh fuck, not again. He's going to wolf out, shit!

Stiles car swerves and I topple over in the backseat while yelling," Stiles pull over right now!"

He just keeps driving and questioning," why what's happening!"

I manage to grab my balance and sniff for the flower until I trace it to his backpack and yank it open.

Scott looks down in disbelief," you kept it!"

Stiles shrugs his shoulders in innocence," what was I suppose to do with it!"

Scott groans loud one last time and his eyes go gold before I push myself in front of Stiles and yell," stop the car Stiles! He's going to wolf out!"

He slams hard on the breaks, I having to hold onto whatever near so my body doesn't go flying out the front window. Stiles is quick to grab the backpack filled with the toxic poison and run outside with it but Scotts already darting ahead, he's managed to yank off the seatbelt and run straight out of the jeep.

I watch as Stiles flings the bag and rope straight into the dense forest but when he turns around relieved he notices that Scotts already gone and I'm jumping out of the back seat.

"Dammit Stilinski," I mumble and push my werewolf side out, eyes glowing silver," ride around I'll follow him until he stays out of trouble. I'll call you."

And just like that I'm running at my full supernatural speed, straight after my friend who's going in a direction all too familiar.

My voice is barely above a whisper when I notice the familiar trail," really Scott!"

---

So apparently Scotts an undeniable romantic even as a blood crazed werewolf and likes to have me stalk him because of it. I had to climb some high ass tree in white skinny jeans in order to keep an eye out for Scott who probably hasn't noticed I was near. Anyways he has managed to somehow climb Allisons roof and was now watching her from the small window of her room. I could faintly hear music playing and just heard her get off the phone with Lydia. Scott then creeps over, his eyes glowing and hair puffing out of his cheeks.

Please don't let Allison see him like this.

My combat boot slips for a moment against the tree branch and begin to lose my balance until I literally throw myself around the entire giant tree and clutch at it like a spider monkey. I get a mouthful of branches, praying that there isn't any type of spider or creature taking refuge in this giant piece of wood I separate myself with a huff and go back to watching Scott.

"Dammit Scott," I mumble knowing fully well he can hear me clear as day," if you go wolf crazy again I'm not coming after you. I'll bust you out of the pound or something later."

He ignores me and continues to watch her window until Allison stands and shuts the curtains. He jumps back for some reason stunned and then hops off the house without so much as a stomp to the ground. He drops and begins running in my direction of the forest until suddenly a car slams straight into him and throws him onto the nearest patch of graph.

"Oh fuck," I mumble and wince, that one has to hurt. Maybe this might stop him from wolfing out and coming after Allison.

The person who runs him over gets out immediately and I have to stop from throwing my hands in the air at the coincidence. Did Scott piss off a leprechaun or something cause he has to have the worst luck in the world, how does he wolf out, get run over, and just happen to be hit by Mr. Argents car at the same time?

Our resident werewolf hunter moves to check on Scott who's laying faced down on the dirt until Mr. Argent flips him around. I let out a relieved sigh to see Scott has gone back to his normal face and is now just wailing in pain.

"Okay Scotty boy, just get out of their before he tries to get you inside!" I mumble lowly.

And then Allison's running outside, screaming," dad what the hell are you doing?"

"He came out of nowhere Allison!" Mr. Argent defends himself.

"Are you trying to kill him?" Allison accuses.

I snort, hit the nail on the head with that one, good job Ms. Argent.

"No, no, of course not," Mr. Argent defends, as Scott moves closer towards Allison," he just ran out into the driveway."

Scott begins to mumble," it's my fault I'm sorry," his voice shaking.

"Are you okay?" Allison asks him softly, examining every inch of his face.

Scott hesitates for a moment, just staring into Allison's eyes until I remind him, "come on Scott right now is not the best time to make a move unless you want to have a hunter on your ass for another reason."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Scott finally says and beaks eye contact with Allison to look at Argent who looks like he's figured something out," I'm sorry I hit your car. I was just coming to say Hi."

And Allison giggles, Mr. Argent nodding and then giving him a hand to stand up before asking," you sure you're okay?"

Scott strains to say," yeah, yeah completely, I should go I have a lacrosse game to get too. You're still coming right?"

Mr. Argent keeps glancing between him and Allison which kind of makes me laugh, I don't think he's ever had his daughter flirting with someone. Oh Mr. Argent if you really only knew.

Allison smiles and leans into Scott saying," of course I'm coming."

"We both are!" Mr. Argent concludes and I have to stop myself from groaning because this has just gotten 10 times harder.

----

So after having to climb down the worlds tallest tree and literally fall on my ass the last 5 feet I stopped from hitting Scott when he had the audacity to laugh. We talked the rest of the way home and even laughed a little at the shit fest we were bound to have before getting picked up by Stiles.

We dropped off Scott first and then headed to my house.

"So, what do you think of this?" Stiles asked me as we were parked in my driveway.

"Honestly," I mumbled," we are screwed, Scotts doing this for all the wrong reason but I guess I could understand why he would want to do it."

He nods along," yeah well Scotts like that, so what about you? Discovered anything else?"

I shook my head and stared at my hazel eyed friend," nope, other then being completely immune to wolvesbane unlike every other werewolf."

"Hey, you know that I'm trying to find out what you are exactly. We have a name now! I promise after the game we can spend the whole night just looking this stuff up! Hopefully Scott doesn't go crazy so we don't have to deal with much!" He says, Stiles is trying to cheer me up. I appreciate him trying to help me but as much optimism as he possess I can't help but feel like we won't find anything no matter how long we stay up.

I nod and pull Stiles into a hug nonetheless, which is considerably weird for me, I've never hugged a person this much outside of my two best friends. I feel safe with Stiles though, we haven't known each other for long but I know I would lay down my life for Stiles. And no, much to everyone else's thinking I don't have feeling for him or he I, it's more like he's my brother. I guess him and Scott are becoming my new best friends.

"Thank you Stiles," I mumble to him, his lanky arms awkwardly holding me," I'll see you at the game, try keeping being safe."

I jump out of the jeep, my short frame having to literally hop out. Stiles stays in my driveway until I've entered the house and then he's pulling out of my driveway, on his way to get ready.

I lock the door and shut off the alarm quickly, sighing, I'm so freaking tired today. I walk into the kitchen in search of a Gatorade when I notice the strawberry blonde sitting on the barstool with a questioning gaze directed towards me," holy hell Lydia! How are you so quiet!"

She doesn't answer me at first, just sets down the numerous amounts of rolled up poster paper and markers," I came here in search of help for Jacksons game, but you weren't here? I thought you told Allison, Stiles and you weren't a thing?"

I shake my head," we aren't, him and Scott are my friends."

She nods, accepting my response but I see the mischief behind her eyes. Lydia doesn't add anything else to that just points towards the posters and says," we have some posters to make, come I'll help you get ready afterwards."

I groan but walk forward, I really can't say no to her ever.

----

Lydia and I managed to arrive at the game before half the players were on the field. She was wearing cute little ear muffs and a navy trench coat over a skirt and cute shirt, although I could tell she was still freezing her ass off. I had begged until she had thrown a black pair of jeans and long sleeved shirt at me, and then pleaded a little longer until she had put a black and grey long jacket over the outfit. White vans completed my outfit and I was as warm as a snugie.

So anyways, we made it to the game in good time and Lydia huffed as she carried both posters with her. She was also slightly annoyed that I wouldn't help carry them but hey it was her boyfriend, not mine.

I noticed Ms. McCall was sitting on the bleachers right in front of Allison and her father, to which I suppressed a growl.

Lydia's right next to you Imelda, let's not let her into our furry secret just yet.

Anyways, I began walking towards Scott and Stiles, who were adjusting their gloves.

Lydia came up right behind me, and I sent her a look," what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" She shot right back at me with a smirk.

I narrowed my eyes at her," going to wish my friends good luck, and you?"

"Just going to help Scott out with some encouragement," she said, but I noticed that glimmer in her eyes.

"I swear to god Lydia if you scare the boy," I mumbled and then hugged Scott before she could say anything.

He was startled at first, confused with my actions until I mumbled in his ear," I'm so sorry about her but good luck!"

He was confused for a couple moments after I let go, that is until Lydia yanked at the front of his jersey and said," Scott, I just want you to remember one thing for tonight."

Stiles looked at her in awe and surprise until grabbed him," you really don't want to hear how bitchy she can be."

Scott was confused, answering," winning isn't everything?"

She sarcastically laughed and cleaned way at his jersey, "nobody likes a loser," and roughly hit him against his chest before walking off.

I bit back a laugh and looked at both my boys," sorry Scott, but good luck tonight guys."

And with my hopefully lucky words I walked up towards the bleachers, searching for a moment I noticed Alison and Lydia were happily talking and Mr. Argent was just smiling along with the two girl. I huffed, deciding that I wasn't in the mood to hold up a sign all day so I decided to take a seat next to Ms.McCall.

"Imelda!" Allison's voice greets me as soon as I'm near enough," meet my dad!"

She turns towards her dad, he smiles at me kindly while I try not to scoff at him and extend my arm forward, a bright smile plastered on my face.

"Hello Mr. Argent, I'm Imelda Drake," I announce to him. He grips my hand in his own, giving me a wider smile.

"Nice to meet you Imelda," he greets me," I heard about your window the day of the party, has it been fixed?"

Oh right! My broken window!

I nod my head quickly, and shrug, " yes, it wasn't that bad."

"Your window broke?" Lydia questions from beside Allison.

I look at her," yeah some drunk idiot broke it, Stiles came to tell me that night."

She nodded.

I sat down in front of Allison next to Melissa who smiled at me and greeted me.

"Ready to watch?" I asked her.

She nodded," I just hope Scotts alright, I don't want him getting hurt."

I snorted," Scotts going to be doing the hurting Melissa, I've been watching him play lately and he's like a monster out there."

"Really?" She asked surprised.

I nodded," totally, that kids going to be doing really good."

And then the referee blew the whistle, singling the beginning to the game. Everyone ran on the field, hurrying to get into position.

"Please let this be okay..." Scott begged while Stiles just sat on the bench, twitching his leg and biting at his .

The ball set on the ground then, everyone holding their breath as players from opposite sides get ready and then the whistle blows. It's game on, everyone starts moving as Beacon Hills manages to get the ball first and everyone runs with it.

Scotts off running as fast as possible and waving his arms signaling he's open, but nobody notices him and instead the balls stolen.

"What the hell," I mumble lowly.

And it goes on just like that, everyone ignoring Scott and just basically giving the ball to the other team. There's a moment though when The balls just dropped on the ground and is left alone, Scott dives for it but is rammed but Jackson who takes it and scores.

Both Melissa and I stand up, I screaming at the top of my lungs," it's called teamwork Jackass!"

Reluctantly Melissa stands and claps away although I can tell she's sad her son didn't get to score. I'm not going to applaud Jackson being so rude, honestly I want to go down there and dislocate his other shoulder. I'm going to be giving him crap about it later to.

To make matters worse Coach starts screaming complements to Jackson, which I scream louder at," are you kidding me! He just dropped his teammate."

Melissa looks over at me, surprised and slightly amused," you really get fired up at these things huh?"

Embarrassed I stop yelling," yeah, I am Latina, you should have seen my father and I at football games."

I huff and sit down, that is until I notice Lydia lean into Allison and then both of them raise the giant sign that reads," we luv u Jackson."

Oh god, that's not going to end well...

As if both Stiles and I are the same person mumbles the same thing but adds brutal, which I really have to agree with. That is just messed up and from the little smirk Lydia has I know she's all for it.

Scott turns to look at us, I try to give him a reassuring smile but all he notices is Allison holding up the sign with Lydia. Yeah, that's not good at all.

Then there's the beacon hills player, all huddled around Jackson and conversing without Scott.

He listens in at the same time I do, my mouth immediately goes into a frown. Wow what assholes! Jacksons really pissing me off! I would have burned those posters if I knew this shit was going down.

Poor Scott, this certainly not the way the night was suppose to go. Speaking of Scott, he's now huffing out excessive amounts of hot air. His posture is rigid hunched over and I can clearly hear the animal like puffs of air he takes in.

The referee stops and asks if he's okay, but Scott only nods and doesn't answer.

"Which one is Scott again?" Mr. Argent asks to both girls above me.

"Number 11," Lydia answers him, venom dripping from her voice," otherwise known as the only one who hasn't caught a single ball the entire game."

She really is brutal, Melissa besides me glances up at her but doesn't say anything back, although I can't say the same from me.

"Maybe because your asshole of a boyfriends told the whole team not to Lydia," I turn to look her square in the face and bite back.

We glare at each other for a moment, Melissa grabbing at my forearm either to keep me from yelling at Lydia or the nerves. It's not really like I would hit Lydia, she just knows I hate when she's cruel.

"I hope he's okay," Allison mumbles softly.

"I hope we're okay, we need to win this" Lydia corrects her and shoves another poster into the air with Allisons reluctant help.

Lydia looks down at me," Imelda a little help!"

I roll my eyes and turn back around," not a chance in hell."

Scott looks up, either from hearing Allison's annoyed sigh or my aggravated voice but his eyes glow gold when he catches the poster.

It seems like the second the ball is high in the air, headed straight for the offensive teams stick Scotts high in the air, jumping off another players shoulder and catching the ball. He lands like a cat on his feet and then is ducking and dodging the other teams attempts at blocks. Melissa and I are on our feet then, yelping and cheering him on.

Melissa has the brightest smile on her face, clapping and screaming," go!"

And then he makes it straight into the goal, earning an uproar from everyone in the stands. Melissa and I hug while I hear Allison laugh in glee at her maybe boyfriend. Stiles jumps up in happiness at his friends victory and looks back at me, both of us yelling.

"Yeah!" Melissa and I scream at the same time," go Scott!"

Stiles is yelling at everyone on the bench," that's my friend!"

And then there's Jackson, who's in disbelief and slightly annoyed. Especially when he looks over to notice all of cheering and Lydia reluctantly clapping.

Take that star couple.

"Pass to McCall!" Coach yells at the players, Stiles is like his hype man repeating it all.

The whistle is blown once again, the opposing team having the ball in their possession that is until he notices Scott. I can hear his loud growl from here and judging from the players 'I just shit myself cause I'm so scared look' I can tell Scotts going full wolf right now. He throws the ball directly into Scotts net and moves out of his way.

"Oh shit..." I mumble quietly in surprise.

"Did he... did he just hand to to Scott?" Melissa asks me in disbelief.

I can only nod in response," yeah, he sure did."

Once again Scotts taking down the field at full human speed, stopping just before the goal and throwing it with enough force to rip through the goalies net straight into the goal.

"Holy fuck..." I mumble as everyone, including Melissa jumps up to cheer while I can barely manage to clap repeatedly.

"What... did you see that?" Melissa looks once again at me and I nod.

The referee starts saying its not an actual goal though, like hell it's not. Coach and Stiles begins fighting with him while everyone on the stands including me begin to protest.

"It's a fucking point! It's inside the goal!" I yell at the referee.

Coach ignores the referee completely and just blows his whistle. Well that's one way to get your way I guess...

The games tied now, my hearts beating so fast I can literally feel it pumping roughly against my skin. I gulp noticing that Scotts even faster then my own.

"Oh Scotty Boy," I mumble as once again they get into positions.

Once again Scotts got the ball, he looks frantic though. Almost lost in the sea of players as he looks for a way out and the clocks ticking down, I can hear everyone take a breath and hold it as we watch him debate.

"Let's go Scotty," I mumble to him.

He's growling, and unsteady of his plan and Alison behind me mumbles," you can do it Scott."

That seems to do it, he launched his arm backward and then sends the ball straight through the air l. It barely makes it past the goalie right into the net, everyone stays still waiting for the whistle and when it does happen we all scream. I jump and hug Melissa, screaming at the top of my lungs while watching Scott yank his glove off and start running in the direction of the lockers.

Melissa runs down the bleachers following the crowd who cheers, I briefly catch Allison run past me with Lydia on her tail. Then im jumping down the bleachers, stomping against the ground hastily in my white vans when Stiles grabs me out of nowhere and pulls me away.

He puts an index finger over his lips and motions towards Sheriff Stilinski who's speaking adamantly on the phone.

When I catch what being said I don't hesitate to yank Stiles with me towards the lockers, in pursuit of Scott.

"What's going on?" Stiles asks me, his hand switching further down to grab at my wrist.

I shake my head and grip his hand," no time to explain, we need to find Scott."

When we walk into the dark locker room, which thankfully is vacant of any nude boys (we'll sort of thankfully) I notice a strange sound.

"What?" Stiles whispers.

I listen for a second until I realize it sounds wet and there's smacking going around, scrunching my face in disgust I turn to Stiles," gross they are making out."

"What really!" Stiles jumps and looks over towards where the couple is exchanging bodily fluids until I yank him back.

I nod my head and just push him behind where they can't see us," yes don't watch! That's creepy even for you Stiles."

With one last smack to the lips I hear Allison begin walking in our direction, her cheeks are bright pink when she sees the both of us and just walks faster. Smiling at both Stiles and I before practically running out of the locker room.

Oh Allison, you don't fool me...

When we both walk in Scott has the biggest smile permanently etched onto his face and waddles over to us.

"I kissed her," he says proudly.

"I saw," Stiles nods.

I lift my hand in disgust," and I heard."

"She kissed me," he then adds.

I point to my ear," heard that too."

"It's pretty good huh?" Stiles asks his best friend.

Scott nods," I don't know how but I controlled it! I pulled it back! Maybe I can do this maybe it's not that bad."

Oh buddy, am I about to rain on your hormonal parade.

"Well Scott, while you were out there being the worlds first lacrosse playing animal the medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found and well, to be blunt about it she determined it to be not human, meaning Derek's human not animal, which also mean the psychotic Hale was let out of jail," I informed both the lacrosse players.

"Are you kidding?" Scott asks in disbelief.

I shake my head," and if life couldn't get any worse, Sheriff Stilinski identified the dead girl, you know top and bottom pieces. Her name was Laura Hale."

"Hale?" Stiles exclaimers.

I nod," Derek's sister."

Yeah, our lives were one hell of a roller coaster.

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Went to watch Furious 7 last night omg that waterworks were real last night! RIP PAUL WALKER! You're still the greatest!