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LUNA frowns as she watches police walk along the Hale property which is now a crime scene. She hoped Derek wouldn't be pissed off at her. She knew she should feel scared that a dead body was in his backyard.

Well half.

But she had a gut feeling that he had nothing to do with her death. And most of the time her intuition was right.

Handcuffed, Derek is led into a police car by a Deputy while Scott looks on by Stiles's jeep.

Scott quickly types a text into his phone, 'Ok, go.'

Derek glances up from the backseat behind the cage as Stiles slips into the front passenger side.

"Just so you know, I'm not afraid of you." Stiles gulps as Derek continues to stare at him coldly, "Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't matter."

Derek almost smiles.

Almost.

The passenger door is whipped open making Stiles jump. Luna squeezes into the car and sits on Stiles lap without a second thought. Derek frowns as Stiles face reddens.

"Would you stop doing that?!"

"Sorry..." Luna smirks not sorry at all.

Derek smiles before wearing his signature blank face when Stiles turns back towards him.

"I just want to know something. The girl you killed..." Stiles quickly glances around to see if anyone is coming, "She was a werewolf. But she was a different kind, wasn't she?"

He looks to Derek for confirmation and gets none.

"She could turn herself into an actual wolf. I know Scott can't do that. And I think you can't either. Is that why you killed her?"

"He didn't kill her Stilinski..."

"We have proof... you saw the body. That girl was mutilated. Why are you still trying to side with him? Is there something you're not telling us? You know something?"

Luna sighs zipping her mouth. Derek feels slight pride and relief knowing that Luna knew he didn't kill the girl.

"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem?"

He comes closer to the cage, causing Stiles to pull back.

"When he shifts on the field, what do you think they're going to do? Just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing. But you two can. And trust me. You'll want to."

The passenger door swings open and Stiles is yanked out of the car by the back Sheriff Stilinski. Luna falls onto the seat peeking at Derek.

'Go do something.' Derek thinks knowing she could hear him.

"What am I supposed to do? Twiddledumb doesn't listen to me. He doesn't even trust me." She whispers quickly.

'You'll figure something out.'

"Luna lets go."

Luna sighs before grabbing Noah Stilinski's hand as helps her out the car. He then drags Stiles over to Scott with her following close behind.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? And dragging your nice friend into all this."

"Oh he didn't-"

Noah shakes his holding a hand up silencing Scott, "I'm not talking about you McCall."

Luna raises an eyebrow pointing at herself, "Oh you mean me? Yeah sure..."

Stiles gives her a shocked stare as his dad glares at him lightly, "I'm just trying to help."

"How about you help me understand exactly how you came across this?"

"We were looking for Scott's inhaler."

"Which he dropped when?"

"The other night."

"The other night when you came out to look for the first half of the body?

Stiles nods, "Yes."

Scott slaps his hand on his head making Luna chuckle to herself.

"The night when you told me you were out alone and Scott was home?"

"Yes..." Stiles slowly realizes what he has just gotten himself into, "No... Crap."

"So you lied to me?"

"That depends on how you define lying."

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

Stiles shrugs, "Reclining your body in a horizontal position?"

Luna bursts out laughing as Noah gives Stiles an incredulous look.

"Get the hell out of here."

"Absolutely."

Stiles drives while Scott surfs the web with his phone. Luna sits in the back messing with her nails not paying attention to either of them.

"I can't find anything about Wolfsbane being used for burial."

"Keep looking. Maybe it's like a ritual. Like they bury you as a wolf. Or maybe it's like a special skill. 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 the game tonight."

Stiles shrugs, "Maybe it's different for girl werewolves-"

"Okay, stop it."

Luna sits up, the two now gaining her attention as she sees Scott slowly start to freak out and sweat.

"Stop what?"

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

"Are you okay?"

Scott puts his hand to his head, rubbing his eyes. Sweat beads at his forehead. He starts blinking furiously.

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

"You're going to have to accept this, Scott. Sooner or later-"

"I can't-"

"You have to-"

"No, I can't- I can't breathe."

He lurches up suddenly, head pulling back, mouth opening as if a knife had just stabbed right into his spine.

"Pull over!"

"What's happening?" Stiles asks confused.

"Stiles I think you should pull over!" Luna yells as she hears Scott's heartbeat quicken.

A squealing sound pierces through Scott's head. A high pitched pulsating that brings his hands to his ears. He doubles over and finds himself looking right down at Stiles's school bag at his legs. Scott yanks it open. Inside is the wolfsbane twine.

"You kept it?" Scott asks in awe of his idiotic friend.

"What was I supposed to do with it?"

Scott looks up at Stiles with eyes now burning yellow. Luna slaps Stiles across the back of his head.

"You idiot! Stop the car!"

The Jeep skids to a halt. Stiles jumps out with his school bag and tosses it as far as he can into the woods.

"Okay, okay, it's gone."

"Uh Stiles... so is he..."

He quickly turns back to the Jeep, Scott's door is wide open. The passenger seat empty. Stiles stands very still. Listening to the silence around him.

"Scott?"

He snaps his head around when he hears movement. Now very aware of his shortened breath, Stiles tries to peer around the corner of his Jeep.

"Stiles..." Luna whispers.

Stiles frowns looking at her pointing to something. He peers through the Jeep's windows and sees Scott on the other side. His body a silhouette except for his eyes. Yellow and bright. Slowly, but purposefully, Scott moves left. Stiles takes a step right, trying to keep the Jeep between them.

"Don't do this, Scott."

Another step left. Stiles moves again. Scott angrily slams his hands into the Jeep. It rocks toward Stiles, tipping up making Luna scream holding onto the back of the drivers seat.

"Scott!"

He hits the Jeep again and again to the point where it almost seems like it's going to flip right over and crush Stiles.

"Stiles!"

Stiles frowns at the sound of Luna in fear and clenched his fists glaring at Scott, "Stop!"

Clawed hands latching onto the side of the Jeep, Scott himself launches up and onto the roof. Stiles stumbles back, falling onto his butt. He gazes up, now seeing his friend for the first time as a complete werewolf. And it scares the hell out of him.

Arms outstretched, Scott lets loose an anguished roar, howling up at the sky.

"Stiles get the hell inside the jeep!" Luna yells as she squeezes between the middle dash and into the passenger seat.

Stiles twists forward across the pavement and scrambles back into the Jeep through the passenger side. He knocks the gear shift into drive and manages to get a foot on the gas pedal.

As Scott's footsteps pound across the roof, Stiles floors it. Spinning around to look out the window, he sees the silhouette of Scott landing in the middle of the road.

Stiles hits the brakes, skidding to a halt at a safe distance. When he looks back again... a shadow disappears into the woods, Scott racing for the cover of darkness.

Stiles whips out his phone and calls dispatch.

"Hey have you gotten any calls about anything odd recently?"

"Odd how?"

Stiles takes corners far in his Jeep. He drives really fast charging down the street, cell phone to his ear.

"Uhhh..."

"Stiles, you know you can't call the
dispatch line when I'm on duty.

Stiles groans, "All I need to know is if you've gotten any odd calls... Like an odd person or... dog-like
individual... roaming the streets?"

Luna frowns slapping his arm. Stiles looks over at her shrugging.

"I'm hanging up on you now."

"No, wait, wait-"

"But the line dies."

With a frustrated sigh he throws his phone down and grips the steering wheel tightly. Luna frowns as she watches his knuckles turn white. Sighing she lays her hand on top of his.

"Stiles calm down..."

Stiles frowns opening his mouth to speak but is shushed by Luna.

"Breathe..."

He unclenches his knuckles and loosens his grip from the steering wheel as Luna's voice becomes alluring and echoes throughout his head.

She looks at his face looking to see if he was indeed okay before removing her hand and staring forward once again.

Stiles tilts his head glancing over at her before feeling sudden calmness wash over him.

"What the hell did you just do to me?"

Luna stares at him with confusion written all over her face but really her heart beats out her chest hoping that he wouldn't ask her the one question she knew he was thinking about. He was smart... too smart. And she was starting to think telling someone... anyone about her would happen sooner rather than later.

"Nothing... what do you mean?"

Stiles scoffs, "You know exactly what I mean Luna. I'm angry, frustrated then all of a sudden out of nowhere I'm totally calm and relaxed. You did something. I know it. I don't know what or how... I just know there's something about you... you're hiding something."

Luna smiles with a irritated look, "Can't you just say thank you and forget that ever happened?"

Stiles lets out a harsh sigh, "For now... fine."

...

Scott walks out onto the field, Stiles following. With an anxious breath, he turns to the bleachers where Melissa McCall stands up waving.

She made it.

Then he sees Allison and her father, Mr. Argent, appear, walking up to find a good seat.

"Oh God..."

"Scott."

Scott freezes as Lydia walks up to him with Luna behind her. She snakes two fingers into his chest plate and pulls him very, very close.

"I just want you to remember one thing for tonight..."

"Winning isn't everything?"

"Nobody likes a loser."

Scott nods watching her smile evilly and walk away. Luna crosses her arms over her chest. Scott opens his mouth to apologize but is interrupted.

"Don't... That's one time you tried to kill me, not that I care that much. However that's two times that you tried to kill Stiles. Scott, he's your best friend and you tried to kill him again? You need to get your emotions, your anger into check. Control it. And if you feel yourself losing it then you get the hell out of here... far away. Do you understand?"

Scott nods slowly, "I'm really sorry."

"Just be careful."

He watches her pass Stiles and whisper to him quickly before making her way up to the bleachers. He turns back to the field with a heavy sigh.

Luna climbs up the bleachers and sits down beside Lydia. Allison reaches across the strawberry blonde and taps Luna's knee. Luna looks over and sees Allison point to a brunette haired man with beautiful eyes.

"This is my dad."

Her dad holds out his hand making Luna reach out and shake it.

"Chris Argent."

"Luna."

Chris nods staring at her realizing she looked very familiar.

"You look like someone I used to know a long time ago."

"Oh really?" Luna smiles even though on the inside she's freaking out.

"What's your last name?"

"Um Tate."

"Tate... Luke and Lorelei Tate... and Fallen Campbell."

"My parents... Fallen... She's my Aunt." Luna nods slowly.

Chris smiles, "She's an old friend. Haven't seen her in years. Tell her I said hello. Maybe we can catch up some time."

"I will."

And with that Chris nods and looks forward at the field. Sighing Luna runs her hands down her face. Lydia holds her knee making her look up.

"You okay? You look pale... and parched. Have you been drinking water lately?"

"No Lyds I'm fine."

Luna sits up smiling as a bottle of water is shoved into her face.

"Good for the pores."

Shaking her head at Lydia's usual yet sweet and caring mom antics, Luna grabs the water and takes a sip.

a/n - I'm still writing season 3b right now and I can't wait to not only get to the good parts and finish but to go to season 4!!! Great things coming soon!!

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fav character? duo? trio?

future predictions?

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