Daire and Stiles rushed to get to the field.

Stiles continuously muttered about how his dad was gonna kill him for missing the game.

Once they arrived the two teens jumped out of the jeep in search of Scott.

Which was kind of difficult with a large crowd of people and another crowd of sweaty teenage boys jumping around shouting "STATE, STATE, STATE, STATE!"

Once inside the building Daire and Stiles pushed their way through to the locker room, at least until Carson Smithe aka the second most annoying kid after Greenberg decided to walk right up to Daire and shout "STATE, STATE, STATE!" in her face.

Daire raised an eyebrow and placed a hand on her hip, " I get it your going to state, good for you. But if you don't move in the next 30 seconds you wont have a hand to hold your lacrosse stick. So why don't you find Greenberg and scram." The goofy grin on his face fell when he saw just how agitated the brunette was and decided to actually keep his hand and practically sprinted down the hall in the opposite direction.

"You didn't have to scare him shitless" Stiles pointed out once they reached the locker room.

" Well, after almost getting killed by an alpha who decided to call me kitten, I have no patience for a perverted teenage boy getting all up in my personal space. So lets just go find Scott before someone else tries to scream 'STATE' in my face."

            They entered the locker room, which was pitch black, reminding Daire of the night where they were trapped in the school, fun. As the two went deeper into the locker room, they could hear the trickle of water from one of the showers.

Finally Daire spotted Scott who was just in a towel but Daire was glad that he was wearing something. Stiles came dashing around the corner and perked up when he saw Scott.

            "Dude, we have a huge problem," he breathed.

"Trust me, I know," Scott sighed.

            "Even about the Alpha being-"

"Derek's uncle? Yeah, he and Derek we're here like ten minutes ago."

            Daire sucked in a breath, " So let me get this straight. Derek was with Peter? As in willingly? We just saw them at the hospital trying to tear their throats out."

"He said Peter made a mistake," Scott said. "That killing Laura was an accident."

            "How the hell is tearing your niece in half an accident?" Daire practically shouted.

Scott shrugged, as his friends took in the new information. Derek chose to follow his Two Faced wannabe uncle. Which meant Peter would come back.

                                                                                           For Scott.

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" So while we were in the locker room you just casually forgot to mention my family thinks Jackson Jackass Whittemore is the second beta because...?" Daire asked Scott.

            She was currently sitting in the back seat of Stiles jeep. Wedging her body between Scott and Stiles.

"I don't know!" Scott exclaimed. " I thought maybe you already knew. Its your mom's idea anyway, she saw the scratch on his neck last night."

            "Can a werewolf even be turned by a scratch?" Stiles asked, driving right through a stop sign. The sheriff's kid everybody.

" It's possible if the alpha's claws went in deep enough" Daire answered as Stiles turned into the parking lot where Jackass's Porsche was parked. A little ways a way Daire could see her uncle's SUV. Well this would be interesting.

Daire was right, Jackass and her uncle were bent over the back of the Porsche.

            "Damn, if this doesn't piss my family off I don't know what will" Daire muttered as Stiles rolled down his window and greeted the two men.

Daire's uncle did not look happy, and Jackass looked like he's never been happier to see them.

            "Sup, Jackson. Uncle Chris" Daire called happily.

"Everything okay?" Scott asked.

            Mr. Argent put on a fake smile, bright teeth sparking. It made Daire cringe.

"Hi Scott, Daire. Your friend here was just having some car trouble. We're just taking a look."

            "huh, well there's a shop right down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck" Daire told her uncle.

"Yeah, you want a ride?" Stiles asked.

            Scott swung the door open, getting ready to get out.

" Come on Jackson, I'll move over" Daire called scooting so Jackass could get in.

            Stiles smiled, "Your way too pretty to be out here all by yourself."

Jackass gulped and nodded, basically running towards the jeep. Scott began getting out. Mr. Argent took another look in Jackass's car and took something out.

" Hey boys" he called; of course he didn't mention Daire, typical. He walked to the front, opened the door and started the Porsche's engine. It roared to life without an issue. He shot them a dangerous smile. "Told you I knew something about cars."

            "Yeah and I know why Hiro Mashima likes to shatter my heart into little pieces" Daire muttered as her uncle made his way over to his SUV. He got in and peeled out of the lot. Daire quickly jumped out of the car. Stiles got out of his side and came around to join them.

"What are you following me now?" Jackass accused.

            Scott slammed the door angrily, "Yes! Because you're such a freaking idiot! You almost gave everything away right there!"

Jackass faltered but shot back, "What the hell are you talking about?"

            "Well my entire family thinks you're the second beta" Daire offered

Jackass who has apparently never heard of wolf terminology looked confused. "What?"

            "He thinks you're me!" Scott shouted. He turned around, slamming an elbow into Stiles' jeep.

"Dude, my jeep," Stiles said. They ignored him.

            " I could hear your heart beating from a mile away, literally! Now he thinks something's wrong and I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too!" Scott screamed in frustration. He tried to slam the jeep again but Stiles wrapped his arms around him, pulling Scott away.

"Okay, why don't we all back away from Stiles' jeep, huh?" Stiles asked.

            Jackson scoffed. "You know what? This is your problem, not mine. I didn't day anything okay, which means you're the one who's going to get me killed. Okay, this is your fault," he yelled pushing Scott back into the jeep.

            Stiles sighed, throwing his hands into the air. "Okay, can we stop hitting my jeep?"

Daire immediately stepped in, putting her hands between Jackass and Scott. " Okay idiots lets stop, your making Stiles cry"

            "Hey!" Stiles proclaimed but Daire just stuck her tongue out.

"When they come after you, I won't be able to protect you," Scott panted. He shot a look at Daire and Stiles. "I can't protect anyone."

            "Why are you looking at me?" Stiles asked.

"Look, now you have to do it. Get me what I want and I will be fine protecting myself," Jackson snapped.

            Daire rolled her eyes, " Will that be before or after my mom pumps you full of holes?"

"Daire's right, you wont be able to! Just trust me! All it does is make things worse," Scott sighed.

            "Oh yeah, really?" Jackass countered. "You can hear anything you want and run faster than humanly possible. Sounds like a real hardship McCall!"

" Do you think I can break his nose if I hit hard enough?" Daire asked Stiles.

            He shrugged, "Probably"

"Yeah, I can run really fast now. Except, half of the time I'm running away from people trying to kill me! And I can hear things like my girlfriend telling people she doesn't trust me anymore right before breaking up with me. I'm not lying to you! It ruins your like." Scott ranted.

            "It ruined your life," Jackass snapped. "You had all the power in the world and you didn't know what to do with it. You know what it's actually like?"

" Not like we have a choice" Daire sighed.

            He glared at her again. "It's like you turned sixteen and someone bought you a Porsche when they should have started you out with a nice little Honda. Me? I drive a Porsche."

And with that Jackson Jackass Whittemore drove off.

            " Well, good to know that my mom has a decent chance of pumping him full of holes" Daire muttered.

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"  Now just don't make it obvious," Scott told Stiles as he ducked down in the backseat.

            "Noted" Stiles nodded.

Currently the three teens were stalking Mrs. McCall as she goes out on a date with none other than Mr. Crazy Pants Peter Hale.

            Within minutes, the front of Stiles' jeep collided with the back of Peter's car. Scott quickly scrambled over Daire and out of the jeep. It took the grownups in front of them a few minutes to react. Mama McCall got out of the car, yelling. It went down hill when she saw the powder blue jeep.

"STILES!" she yelled.

            Stiles got out of the car and Daire joined to enjoy the show.

"Mrs. McCall?" Stiles exclaimed, as if we didn't just hit them.

            "Yes!" she yelled, as Peter began getting out.

Stiles pulled on a shocked expression, "Wow! This is just crazy, what a coincidence. Huh?"

            She let out a sarcastic laugh, "Really Stiles?"

Rain began to come down, "I just- you guys came out of nowhere," Stiles exclaimed.

            She raised an eyebrow, "Came out of nowhere? We were parked on the side of the road, Stiles."

"How about that huh? Crazy right. You know, we should probably call the cops, do an accident report, right?"

            "I don't think that'll be necessary," Peter stated calmly.

Daire narrowed her eyes she did not like this man at all, " well we wouldn't want this to come and bite us in the ass don't you think?"

            "Daire's right," Stiles agreed. "I think I'm feeling a little whiplash."

"Whiplash! You hit us!" Mrs. McCall yelled.

Mr. Batman villain wannabe began walking away, as Stiles and Mrs. McCall continued the whiplash conversation. Daire decided to follow him.

            " You've got to be either very cocky or very stupid to do this." Daire told him angrily once they were out of earshot.

"And you seem to have a lot of guts to pull that back there. How do you think Melissa will feel when she finds out that her son orchestrated this thing to ruin her date, kitten?"

            " Well rather have her mad then killed by a Two Faced wannabe" Daire stated.

He laughed. " Well doesn't this kitten have claws."

            " Yeah well this 'kitten' isn't afraid to use them either" she snapped.

Peter reached out his hand, caressing it against Daire's cheek. She gripped it digging her nails into his flesh.

            " Oh how beautiful, and strong despite what all life has put you through." He muttered.

"Like you know what I've been through." She spat.

            " I've seen your scars, but I still have great plans for you, my little kitten." He said gently.

"You are one sick son of a bitch, I am not someone you can control, I am not someone anyone can control" Daire replied venom lacing her words.

            "We'll see" Peter spoke ominously.

Daire with a final tight squeeze on Peter's hand drawing blood, Daire walked away with doubt clouding her heart.

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Hello my lovelys! Long time no see, I hope everything is going well. So we are getting close to the final chapter and Im super excited (ik I always say this but I'm hoping to finish over Thanksgiving break) but what did you think about Daire and Peter? what do you think he has planned for Daire? What about Daire's relationship with her family?? and lets not forget about the love interest that will appear in the second season and book! EXCITING RIGHT??? I dont know about you but I"M ALL FIRED UP NOW!! (yes its a Fairy Tail quote, props to anyone who knows what Fairy Tail is)

Please vote and comment! I would love to hear your thoughts!!

Bye Bye!

Akalei