<Stiles' POV>

Cora, Isaac, Scott, Lydia, and I decided that we need to go out and look for Derek. We split up so that there were two groups. Cora, Isaac, and Scott know Derek's scent so we put Scott with Lydia and me with Cora and Isaac. We figured Scott shouldn't have to look after two people that can't protect themselves so I volunteered to go with the young Hale and Lahey. We have only been for about fifteen minutes before the conversation gets upsetting. "Allison is probably dead, Derek is probably well on his way," Cora suggests. I shoot her a disappointed glare as we truck through the woods in the midst of the cold night.

"Why the hell would you say that?" I ask almost angrily.

"Face it Stiles, we have been looking for Allison for weeks and haven't found even a trace of her now Derek disappears just as quickly. With our luck they're gone," Cora explains. Isaac grabs her arm and the three of us stop walking completely. He has a look of deep concern on his face. I know this is about to get pretty serious so I kind of stroll away a few feet. But I still hear their hushed voices.

"Cora you have to get these ideas out of your head," Isaac begs. I hear Cora sigh angrily.

"Isaac we are all going to go one by one, first Allison, then Derek, then maybe you or me, Boyd, Kira, Malia, Aiden, Jackson, Ethan, Danny, Scott, Lydia." My blood boiled more and more with each name she called out. I held it together until she said Scott's name. I clenched my fists at the name of my best friends name. Then she said Lydia's name and I snapped. The last string had been plucked to hard and broke into two halves. I turn around towards the couple and as I reach Cora's side I nearly punch her in the face. But with my fist in the air I stop myself. This is Cora. I shouldn't lay a hand on her. I bite down hard on my bottom lip and try to relax. Isaac looks at me angrily and Cora with and expression I've seen in her face maybe only once. Fear. My hand goes back to my side.

"I- I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that," I tell her. It's true, my whole mind was surrounded by fog and my blood was lava. Just as I turn around once again someone pounces on me. Just as the thing makes contact with me I see its Scott with burning red eyes and long claws. He pushes me to the ground as if I am an enemy. Suddenly a memory surfaces again. Where Scott doesn't realize I am actually me and he is trying to kill me. I cry out loudly and I'm not in the woods anymore. As I look around me I am surrounded by sand and dark skies. Blood, bruises, and scars cover my body as Scott slashes out at my skin like I am a claw sharpener. I scream again and tears surface in my eyes. In the back of my mind I hear Scott start yelling that he is sorry and that he didn't know it was me. But his voice sounds a thousand miles away. I am only back in the present when I feel thin cold arms wrap around my chest and the wispy tips of hair brush against my neck. Her voice rings in my ear.

"You're okay, you're fine," Lydia says, bringing me back to reality. I let out a long labored breath and look at all the faces around me. Lydia's concerned eyes, Scott's tear filled ones. The look of disappointment in the world plastered on Isaac's face, and the look of utter sympathy from Cora.

"I'm fine," I whisper to no one in particular. Everyone seems to relax. I focus on Scott specifically. "It's okay," I tell him. He nods.

"I got Derek's scent mixed with Cora's and the from behind you looked so much like him, I figured if he attacked Cora when he woke then if I saw him I outta hold him down so he doesn't hurt anyone," Scott explains. I nod at him to assure that we are fine and it was just a moment of weakness.

When a vaguely familiar voice comes from behind me I jump out of my skin as I turn around. A boy with ashy blonde hair is standing in front of us. "Theo?" Scott asks.

"Hey, I heard yelling. Is everyone okay?" He asks nervously. Before anyone says anything I but in.

"We're fine. What the hell are you doing out here?" I snarl. Theo smirks.

"I dropped my phone out here the other day when I was running and needed to find it," Theo explains. I don't believe it for a second. Theo must sense how many flaws are in his statement because he sighs sadly. "Or maybe one werewolf can hear when another werewolf goes after someone," Theo says, flashing his eyes gold. Huh? I wonder if he was even a werewolf back when we were friends in third grade. How did imaginative little me miss it? There is something off about this entire thing and I intend to find out what it is.

"You're a werewolf?" Scott asks in surprise. Theo smirks.

"These look fake to you?" He asks as he flicks out his claws. Maybe my imagination is play tricks on me but I would bet Lydia's life that I see blood on one of the nails. Specifically the pointer finger. Theo moves his hand back to his side. "So what are you guys doing out here?" Before Scott can speak I cut in.

"That's for us to know and you to never find out," I snarl. Lydia elbows be.

"Stiles!" She hisses.

"It's cool, I didn't mean to intrude. I have been an omega for awhile though and it would be nice to be part of a pack," Theo says.

"Nope, not happening," Isaac says quickly. I raise my eyebrows.

"I have to agree with Isaac on this one," I say. Scott glares at me.

"Hey Theo, I don't mean to be rude or anything but we have been through a lot and it's hard for us to trust people quickly so if you can just let us get to know you a little better again than we can talk," Scott says plainly. Theo nods slowly and I grin at my win.

"I get it, see ya," Theo says cheerily. We watch the boy walk away, back in the direction he came from.

"He sets me on edge," Isaac mutters.

"Werewolf hearing," Scott reminds him.

"Why do you think I said it?"

A/N well that chapter was short and all over the place. Nothing much to say today oops. All my love spoons.