𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 - 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

Nova and Scott watched as officers escorted a handcuffed Derek Hale out of the burned down Hale house. Nova's gaze lowered when he looked straight at the two friends.

She just watched with a raised eyebrow as Stiles got into the front seat of the police car Derek had just been put in. It was no surprise to her that Stiles would be stupid enough to interact with a potential murderer especially when he's part of the reason he got arrested.

"Nova!" Noah shouted over to his daughter. Her head snapped up and he signaled for her to stand next to Stiles in front of him. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked Stiles.

"I'm just trying to help!" Stiles defended himself.

"Uh-huh. Okay, well, how about you help me understand exactly how you two came across this."

"We were looking for Scotts inhaler," Nova told him.

"Which he lost when?"

"The other night," Stiles said.

"The other night when you were out here looking for the first half of the body?"

"Yes."

"That night that you told me it was just you two and Scott was at home?" Nova just pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed when Noah asked that. We are in deep shit, aren't we?

"Yes," Stiles said before he realized what he said. "No. Oh, crap."

"So you lied to me?"

"That depends on how you define lying," Nova spoke up.

"Well, I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?"

"Reclining your body in a horizantal position?" Stiles said.

"Get the hell out of here," Noah told his kids.

"Absolutely," The two chroused before running back to the Jeep.

"I can't find anything about Wolfsbane being used for burial," Scott said from the backseat.

"Just keep looking," Stiles told him. "Maybe it's like a ritual or something. Like, maybe they bury you as a wolf. Or maybe it's like a special skill. You know, like something you have to learn."

"I'll put it on my to-do list. Right underneath, 'Figure out how the hell I'm playing this game tonight.'"

"Maybe it's different for girl werewolves."

"Okay, stop it," Scott said.

"Stop what?" Stiles asked.

"Stop saying 'werewolves.' Stop enjoying this so much."

"Are you okay?" Nova asked, turning in her seat to look at him.

"No! No, I'm not. I'm so far from being okay."

"You're gonna have to accept this, Scott. Sooner or later," Stiles told him.

"I can't..."

"Well, you're gonna have to."

"No!"

"I can't breathe!"

"Stiles, he's sweating a lot," Nova said, concerned.

"Pull over!" Scott demanded.

"What's happening?" Nova asked.

"You kept it?" Scott asked, pulling Stiles backpack open to reveal the Wolfsbane.

"What was I supposed to do with it?" Stiles shouted.

"Stop the car!" Scotts eyes turned from his usual brown to a bright yellow. Stiles took one look at him and pressed on the breaks before jumping out of the car and throwing his backpack out into the woods.

"Okay, we're good. You..."

"He's gone," Nova told him, pointing towards the passenger side door that was still swinging closed by how much force Scott put onto it.

"Nova, you know you can't call the dispatch line when I'm on duty," Noah told his daughter. Nova had her phone of speaker as Stiles sped around bends in the jeep.

"We just need to know if you've gotten any odd calls," Nova said.

"Odd how?"

"Uh, like an odd person or dog-like individual roaming the streets?" Stiles asked, trying his best not the reveal what Scott was.

"I'm hanging up on you now."

"No, wait, wait, wait, wait!" Stiles said, snatching Novas phone from her hand.

"Goodbye."

Stiles groaned in frustation and threw the phone down.

"Hey! That's mine, you dick," Nova groaned, picking it up.

Stiles and Nova ran into the boys change room after Scott's lacrosse game, making sure he wasn't changing and trying to kill everyone.

"Turn back," Nova whispered to Stiles, seeing Scott and Allison kissing. Stiles hung back, watching. "Stiles, that did not mean watch them."

"Umm..." Allison giggled as they pulled away. "I gotta get back to my dad." She pecked Scott on the lips once more before walking away."Hi, Stiles, Nova." Allison said when she spotted them.

"Hey, yeah," Stiles said awkwardly.

"Dude!" Nova laughed, happy for her best friend.

"I kissed her," Scott smiled.

"We saw," Stiles said.

"She kissed me."

"We saw that too," Nova said this time.

"It's pretty good, huh?"

"Like you would know," Nova told her brother.

"I don't know how, but I controlled it. I pulled it back. Maybe I can do this. Maybe its not that bad," Scott said.

"Yeah. We'll talk later then."

"What?"

Stiles sighed and said, "The, uh, medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found."

"And?"

"Well, I'll keep it simple. Medical examiner determines killer of girl to be animal, not human. Derek is human, not animal. Derek not killer. Derek let out of jail."

"Are you kidding?" Scott asked.

"No, and here's a bigger kick in the ass," Nova added. "My dad ID'd the dead girl, both halves. Her name was Laura Hale."

"Hale?"

"Derek's sister.