Witchy Woman

one

Scott and his best friend Stiles were discussing the disappearance of Heather, a childhood friend of Stiles. "So you think they kidnapped Heather to turn her?" Scott asked Stiles as they walked down the hall of Beacon Hills High School.
Stiles nervously pushed up his sleeves, "Derek says it's easier to turn teenagers."
"But what would a pack of Alphas need with a Beta?"
Stiles anxiously told him, "Scott, I don't know. I don't care. Alright? This girl, our moms were best friends before mine died, alright? We used to take frickin bubble baths together when we were three. I gotta find her."
"Then we need Isaac to remember." Scott said trying to give Stiles something.
"How?" He questioned looking at his best friend, "Peter and Derek couldn't do it. You know any other werewolves with a better trick?" Stiles turned around to see that Scott stopped walking.
"Maybe not a werewolf," ________________________________
Stella was in her apartment when she got a call from her brother, "Hey Scott, what's-" She was cut off by Scott's urgent tone.
"I need your help, but you have to come back to Beacon Hills." Scott waited for her to answer, knowing what he was asking was blunt and unusual.
Stella asked Scott, "What? Come back?" Confused by the urgency knowing he was scared she continued, "What's happening over there?"
Scott sighed, "A pack, a new pack, made up of Alphas." Silence filled the conversation, "Isaac was able to find where they are but he doesn't remember anything."
He was about to continue when Stella said, "Amnesia caused by emotional trauma, what he saw probably scared him enough to make his brain push it to the back of his mind, protecting his mental state. Why do you need my help? I'm sure Deaton can figure something out."
"We need you Stel, Deaton says you might have a better chance at getting through to Isaac since you have a balance with nature or something like that." Scott said in an almost begging tone.
"Okay, I'll be home soon." Getting her laptop out to book a flight home she continued, "How's mom?"
"Good, she's sort of taken the initiative of being a werewolf medic." Scott answered lightly chuckling.
"Well you gotta have someone do it," She clicked the purchase flight tab and printed her boarding pass, "okay I booked the earliest flight I'll be there as soon as possible."
"See you soon, Stella." Scott said hanging up.
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A couple days later at the vet clinic, Scott, Stiles, and Derek were pouring ice into a metal tub filled with water, Dr. Deaton was talking to Isaac, letting him know what would be going on, "Obviously, it's not going to be particularly, comfortable. But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."
"Like being hypnotized." Isaac wondered out loud, walking toward the ice water, kneeling next to it.
"Exactly, you'll be half transformed, it'll let us access your subconscious mind." Deaton explained more following him.
Isaac looked up from the ice water, asking Deaton, "And you're the one that's going to be doing it?"
Deaton went to answer Isaac when Derek interrupted their focus.
"What are we waiting for?" Derek questioned, watching Scott as he looked at his phone like he was waiting for someone.
"Someone that can help us." Scott answered bluntly not giving Derek anything.
Deaton looked at Scott answering Isaac's question, "You're sister."
Derek looked confused wanting to question the two when suddenly he heard the bells to the clinics front door jingle, suddenly he was hit with a familiar scent, lavender and honey, he walked to where he could see who it was, when he saw her he was taken aback, he hadn't seen her since they were 16, "Stella."
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Sorry this is really short! But the next chapter is really long because of all the dialogue that happens. Thank you for reading! :)