Kelsey's POV

It was almost half two in the afternoon when I finally decided to get of bed and be productive. I wasn't even sleeping, not really. I couldn't sleep with the amount of thoughts running through my mind. After my visit at Danny's house, I thought a lot about what Jackson had said, and I think it's best that I tell Isaac everything before someone else gets there before me. I can't lie to him anymore, it's driving me insane.

Stepping outside my room, I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. "Hey, I was wondering when you were gonna wake up." My brother smiled as he sat down at the table with his lunch. "You came home late, did you go to a party or something?"

A party? Why would Scott think that? I only have a handful of friends, and even if they did invite me to a party, Scott would've known about it seeing as we share the same friends. "No, I was hanging out with Danny and Jackson." I replied, pouring myself some coffee to wake me up more.

"Jackson's back?!" My brother asked in shock as he choked on his sandwich. Huh, I guess maybe I shouldn't mention that Jackson may be coming back to Beacon Hills to visit for a few days, not that they'd bump into each other, seeing as Jackson said the cabin was out of town.

And now that I've just reminded myself of the cabin, I've been thinking a lot about that too. I mean if everything goes all topsy turvy after my talk with Isaac, out of town would be really good for the both of us. So if we have a massive fight, which I'm hoping won't happen, one of us will have to move out for awhile. And since Isaac has no place else to go, it would be rude of me to kick me out.

Which only leaves me. I guess I could stay at Stiles' house a few nights, that or crash at Peter's apartment while he's nowhere to be seen, and it's it not like he has to know. "What? No, he was on Skype." I corrected my brother, which sent him in relief.

"Right, well are you busy today?" He asked. Hmm, am I busy today? I don't think I actually had any plans other than sitting down with some junk food while watching a bit of TV. Just the usual lazy day in. "I was thinking of re-watching a few seasons of Supernatural, but since you asked, I'm guessing you already have something planed for us?"

Scott nodded his head. "Long story short; Stiles' dad wants us to see if we can get a lock on this girl's scent so we can try find her body. It's for one of his old cases he had eight years ago, you coming?" I wonder why he's re-looking into his old cases? "Sure, why not." I said as I took a sip of my coffee. "So is Isaac coming or is he still sleeping?"

"He left early this morning." Scott answered. Well that doesn't make sense, Isaac never wakes up early. Why would he leave the house early? I guess he could've gone for a run or something, not that he does that. "Oh, well did he say where he was going?"

Maybe he was getting some fresh air and just lost track of time? Scott looked up from his almost empty plate. "He left before I could ask." Where could he have gone in such a hurry? He doesn't exactly do much in his spare time. There has to be some reason why he got up early?

And I don't want to go back to being paranoid, but what if he met up with Allison? What if Isaac lied to me when he said that he sorted things out with her but didn't because they're actually hooking up? He told me he loved me, but what if he loves Allison too. Or what if he loves just her and I'm just the other girl he used to love.

No, I'm just being stupid. Why am I putting myself through this again? I'm overthinking things when they're just friends, nothing is going on between them, at least not anymore. "Hey, are you okay?" Scott asked as I snapped out of my thoughts. I glanced at my twin before chugging down the last three mouthfuls of my coffee.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Anyway, I should be asking you that question." I've been so caught up in my own issues that I haven't bothered to ask how my own brothers are doing. I can't imagine what he and Stiles are up against, they must be terrified. I mean I would if I died and came back to life again, having hallucinations and sleep paralysis.

I'll have to ask how Stiles is doing when I see him. "I'm trying to keep myself in control so I don't turn into a monster, but I don't know if it'll work. What if I turn and I can't go back to being me? I don't want to start killing innocent people. I don't want to end up like Peter." He said getting all worked up.

I grabbed both of his shoulders to face me. "Scott listen to me, okay? You're not a monster, and you won't lose control, because I'm going to be here helping you, and no matter what happens, I will always be by your side." I paused for second before continuing. "That's what family do, right?"

"We stick together." Scott added with a smile before pulling me into a hug. I smiled too. It's been awhile since Scott and I hugged like this, and I'm hoping it's not the last. Scott means everything to me, so if this thing going on inside my brothers head is going to make him turn into a monster, then I'll make sure stop it from happening.

"You know, you have a way with words Kels, sometimes I think you're smarter than me." Scott said as he pulled away from the hug. I smirked at my brother. "Scott, I am smarter than you." I told him before skipping towards the stairs. "Anyways, time to get dressed." I sung.

***

Myself, Scott and Stiles quietly walk up to Mr Tate's back entrance to the house, carefully stepping over the rat trap before Stiles grabbed ahold of the handle and slowly opened the door. Though now I'm starting to think it probably would've been better if he opened the door faster because it keeps creaking, dammit Stiles.

He always does this.

Once we were finally inside, Stiles shut the door behind us. All three of us began scurrying around the bedroom, searching for the young girl's scent, me starting with the draws. One by one I looked inside, only finding pointless crap and clothes, nothing else. Not one hint of scent of the girl, though I can definitely smell something.

"All I'm getting is some animal smell." Scott announces.

Yeah he's right, and the smell is getting quite stronger. "What kind of animal?" Stiles asked, and that's when myself and Scott spotted the source of the smell; a Rottweiler dog. "Dog." I answered Stiles. And the dog didn't look too impressed with us rummaging through his owners things.

As I moved closer to my brothers, Stiles hid what looked like a horse figurine behind his hoodie as he stared at the dog in fear. Which only made the dog snarl. Oh great. "Hi, puppy." I said in an attempt to calm the dog, but nothing happened, exempt from the dog getting more angrier.

"Get rid of it." Stiles insisted.

Scott looked at Stiles with a questioning look. "Me?" He asked. "Yes, you. Glow your eyes at it, something, be the Alpha." Stiles went on. This dog better not run over here and rip anything attached to my body, clothes and all. I will not be happy about that, and I don't want to have to harm the dog either.

"I can't. I don't have control."

"Okay, buddy, you're going to have to try something." Well if Scott can't do anything, and Stiles not making an attempt to volunteer, I guess I'll have to do it myself. Crouching down a little, I slowly moved towards the Rottweiler with my hand out cautiously. "Nice doggy, you don't want to hurt us, do you?"

Bad move.

The dog lunched forwards a little, barking at the three of us, which almost sent me into cardiac arrest as I jumped back, falling onto Stiles. Jesus Christ, this dog is aggressive, probably hungry too. But just as I thought we were busted, Mr Tate began to shout.

"Apollo! Apollo, shut up! Shut the hell up!" He finished, leaving the dog to turn around back down the hallway, whining. Oh thank fuck for that, for a moment there I thought we were dead meat. Stiles moved from behind me, clutching onto a book from the side. "Here. Try that. Anything?" He asked as he handed over the book to Scotty.

"All I'm getting is that dog." Scott replied with a sigh. Stiles took a quick picture of the photo frame that showed two young girls, before we put everything back where we found it, then went back outside to Stiles' Jeep while we waited for Sheriff Stilinski to finish up.

"I'm sorry. We tried as hard as we could. If it wasn't so long ago, We might have been able to do it." Scott told Stiles' dad once he was beside. "It's okay. It was a long shot. In fact, it was a pretty terrible idea, I think I just ripped a wound open in that poor man. I never should have brought you all here, I don't know what I was thinking. Thanks for trying, alright?"

"Yeah." Scott replied as Sherriff playfully slapped his shoulder.

"See you at home." Sheriff Stilinski said to his son before driving off in his car. Scott turned to face Stiles with a confused expression. "Aren't there a lot of cases that go unsolved?" He asked. "Yeah, I just think this is one he felt like he could've figured out right now." Stiles said as he watched his dad drive off.

"Why is it so important now?" I questioned.

"Well he wants to be able to solve one more while he's still Sheriff." Stiles answered before turning to face us McCalls. What is that supposed to mean? He's not quitting his job is he? No, why would he do that? He's good at what he does. "What do you mean, still Sheriff?" Stiles glanced between the two of us, hesitating.

***

"I'm trying to help." Rafael said for the hundredth time. I can't believe him, everything that comes out his mouth is bullshit. Why is he even here? He should know by now that he's not welcome here, but no, he just keep on coming back. He just doesn't get it, we don't want to talk to him.

It's a little too late to be making up for lost time. He should've thought about that before he left us. "That doesn't make any sense, dad. Who are you helping? Just get out." Scott yelled at our pathetic excuse of a father. But once again, he doesn't listen. "Scott."

"What? I can't believe that you'd do this to our best friend." My brother added. Rafael shook his head with a sigh. "I'm not doing anything to your friend. I'm doing my job." He announced. Scott looked as if he was going to explode, and I don't blame him. In the corner of my eye, I saw mom come in from getting back from work.

"Your job sucks." I spat as mom came closer towards us, her expression confused. "Some days I can't argue that." Seriously? It's times like this when I wish dad was out of town, so can't see his annoying face everywhere I turn. "Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on?" Mom pleaded.

"He's trying to get Stiles' dad fired." Scott cried. Mom, wide-eyed, looked at Rafael with shock. "No. That's not true." Typical, he's defending himself even though he's wrong, because he always thinks his right. Dad knows best, right? No, dad doesn't know shit, he doesn't know anything because he's never here! "What are you doing?" Mom asked.

"Conducting a case for impeachment." He answered.

"That sounds a lot like getting him fired."

"The lack of resolution and ability to close cases is what's going to get him fired. My job is just to collect the information. And it's the job my superiors have given me." Oh wow, so I'm guessing his job is more important than friendship? Well, no surprise there, yet again he's always thinking about himself. I almost forgot he was incapable of remorse.

"Your job sucks." Mom told Rafael.

I glanced at my brother as I felt him heavily breathing, that's when I notice his claws were starting to come out. Oh god, he's not going to wolf out right now in front of dad is he? This is Rafael's fault. He's doing this. "Scott Sweetheart, calm down. Come with me right now." Mom said, immediately walking over to Scott as she noticed his claws too.

"What's wrong with him?" Rafael asked as both Mom and Scott left the room without a word. I hope Scott's calms down, I know mom will help him, she has a way with words. I turned back round to look at dad with annoyance. "Nothing, he's fine."

"It didn't look like he was fine, maybe I should help?" He said, about to take a step into the other room, but I stood in his way before he could go any further. "I don't think so, you've already done enough. In fact, I think it's probably time you left, and I don't just mean this house."

"I came back to see both you and Scott, I just want to talk. Give me a chance to apologize." He came back to see us? Yeah right. He came back because of his job, we just happen to live here. "No, you came back to get Stiles' dad fired. And I don't want your apology, I want you to leave."

"Please, just give me a chance, I can make it up to you, both of you." So now he wants to make it up to us? So what, is he going to start being here for birthdays and Christmases? Because it's a little too late for that. If he wanted to do that, then he should've been here when we needed him.

"And how exactly are you going to do that? Because I don't think anything you do is going to make up for what you've done." Rafael sighed deeply before opening his bloody mouth again. "Look, I get that you're angry because I left, I do, but don't you think I deserve at least a second chance to spend time with you? The three of us can go for a coffee or something, catch up."

He's unbelievable, I swear I'm gonna lose my fricken mind. And he just thinks I'm just angry at him for leaving? Oh no, he doesn't know the half of it. I saw what he did the night he left, accident or not, it shouldn't have happened.

"You want to catch up and spend time with us? Well if you were here you'd know everything that's been going on in our lives and then we wouldn't have to tell you. You don't know the first thing about us." I laughed bitterly. He really doesn't know a thing, he's completely clueless. "Well that's why I'm here, to reconnect and apologize." Again with trying to apologize.

Doesn't he get it by now? We don't want his apology. Everything's not going to magically go back to they way they were all those years ago. Things have changed. We've changed, and not just our appearance. We're a whole different species, more stronger and powerful than he could even imagine. And if he ever found out. Well, he'd probably be gone in a heartbeat, not that we'd notice.

"Look, I don't know if you're deaf or just plain stupid, but I don't want to talk to you, and neither does Scott. So if you think you can just come swooping back into our lives and play happy families, then you thought wrong. It's too late to turn back time."

"I'm your dad, Kelsey, nothing's going to change that." My dad. Oh of course, he's my dad. My dad who was never there. My dad I couldn't celebrate Father's Day with. My dad who left. My dad who never bothered to call. Yeah, what a great fucking dad he was.

I mean really, he deserves an award for best dad. "Oh okay, well you may be my dad, Rafael, but I will never be your daughter." Rafael's face dropped. "Kelsey." I heard my mom say from behind, Scott beside her. I'm not even sorry for what I just said. He just makes me so angry. In fact, he's lucky I haven't ripped him to shreds or clawed his eyes out.

"Scott lets go, we have somewhere to be." Scott nodded his head before telling mom we'd see her later. "Where are we going?" Scott asked me, clearly forgetting that we were gonna go out looking for Malia's body.

"First we're going to get Stiles, and then we're going to go dead body hunting in the woods." I mentioned again. "Alright, let's go then." Scott said as he got in his bike, starting the engine. It wasn't long before he drove off, me following in suit.

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Hey everyone! Sorry for the short chapter, I hope you enjoyed it though.

Oh dear, Kelsey may be getting paranoid again? But do you think she has a right to? Why did Isaac go out so early in the morning? Should she be worried? Where do you think he went? What is Lahey up to?

Kelsey and Scott are just adorable, I had to put in a little cute brother and sister scene. I don't know what you lot thought about it, but I really liked it.

With her dad, Kelsey still doesn't seem to be getting along work him, and it's likely she ever will. But who knows, only the future can tell.

So at the moment I've been listening to a load of new music and I've been really obsessed with this song called "Friends by Chase Atlantic", it's so good, you should definitely check it out. But how about you beautiful people, what songs have you been listening to a lot recently?

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