Finding Love Again

Deucalion's Daughter

I knew Derek would find me, so I didn't hide too well. I just have to get out of there, five minutes after I sat down Derek came, I had tears streaming down my face and he sat me on his lap and just held me while I cried.

"Do you think that guy was telling dad the truth? Do you think I'm Deucalion's daughter?" I asked him, "I don't know Belle, there is only one way to find out we need to get back home and call Deaton," he said. Nodding my head he helped me to my feet whipped my tears, kissed my lips and lead me back home.

When we got back the pack had all arrived, my dad and brother hugged me and Scott informed me that he had called Deaton. Fifteen minutes later Deaton arrived and my dad filled him in on what we knew.

"That makes sense, Belle is the same age as what Deucalion's daughter would be right now," he said, "What do you mean? What happened?" Stiles asked as he took hold of my hand and held it. "Well when the Sheriff found Belle it was five weeks after Deucalion's daughter was taken, his wife was murdered and he lost his sight and the reason he was the way he was before he met Scott," he said

"Belle are you sure you want to know?" Deaton asked me. "Yes, I'm sure," I said with my head held high, but everything in me was shaking. "Well, when the sheriff found you I had my speculations that you were Deucalion's missing child, but the child was born at home and not in a hospital so there was no record of that child's birth. The child was taken in the night by hunters, but not the Argents or the Calaveras. No these hunters broke the code and were doing whatever they wanted. Deucalion's wife was poisoned by a rare wolfs-bane and they severely injured Deucalion and by the time his pack got there the child was long gone and his wife was dead." when he finished Derek wiped tears off my face that I had no idea that I had shed.

"So how do we figure out if I'm that child or not?" I asked everyone in the room was quiet as we waited for Deaton's answer. "I have some blood of Deucalion's I can compare it to yours to find out" He said, I looked around the room at everyone and stopped on my dad, "It's your choice baby girl, but no matter what your still my daughter" he said, "Okay, let's do it" I said and sat down next to Deaton, a small poke later and he had what he needed. "I'll return when I have the answer," he said and then he left.

I was the longest three hours of my life, but true to his word Deaton returned with a folder in his hand, we all sat around the living room with baited breath. "Now I have run this test three times and the answer is still the same, you are Deucalion's daughter," he said. I sat there silent and stunned, "Wait so she was already a werewolf before that lawyer douche bag bit her?" Stiles broke the silence. 

"Well yes, her transformation might have laid dormant and the bite from the alpha awakened it that's why when she killed him it didn't cure her, she became an alpha," Deaton said. "But how does the transformation lay dormant? Mine came out when I was a teenager" Derek asked genuinely curious and so was I.

"She was never angry," my dad said, everyone turned to look at me, "what its true," I said. "Now that I think of it I never remember her angry, I mean we did have our arguments, but she wasn't even furious enough to ignite the change, it was after she became a werewolf when she became angry," Derek said, everyone just looked at me in awe.

"So, you have an option if he doesn't already know I can call him for you," Deaton said, but before I could answer there was a knock at the door. " too late he is already here and he knows," Scott said. We all stood up when the door opened and Deucalion stepped in.

"Isabelle, it's funny that the sheriff and his wife renamed you the name your mother gave you," he said coming in and shutting the door. We all stood there in awkward silence. 

"you do favor your mother a great deal," Deucalion said as he made his way into the living room and stood in front of me. Everyone started to head towards different places in the house, but it was when Derek and dad started to leave the room when I started to panic.

"Dad, Derek stay please?" I asked they looked at each other and then at me and nodded their heads. Derek came and grabbed my hand and lead me to the love-seat and we sat down while dad took a seat in his recliner (yes has his own recliner in my house) and Deucalion took the couch.

"Tell me about the night I was taken?" I asked Deucalion, his eyes went sad and he took a deep breath and released it.