After a few minutes both Derek and Daire joined Danny and Stiles at the computer as the results appeared.

"See, it was sent from a computer," Danny said, sitting back in his chair.

"Registered to that account name?" Derek asked. Daire took a look at the name on the screen and was automatically confused. This couldn't be right could it?

"No, no, no," Stiles said backing away from the computer. "That can't be right."

"That's it," Danny repeated, tapping the screen with his finger.

Daire looked at Stiles, then back at the computer. " Well this just got even more complicated." She muttered.

Because low and behold the name written in bold red text was Melissa McCall.

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Currently Daire was sitting in the back seat of Stiles's jeep scrolling through her music looking for something to play.

" Anything but that 5 Seconds of Sauce, you forced me to listen to," Derek grumbled. Daire pouted, and found a band that fit Derek's oh so picky taste, " Sleeping with Sirens?"

"My favorite pass time" Stiles commented without taking his eyes off the road.

" You're an idiot" she replied, before her phone went off.

"Where the hell are you guys?" Scott yelled the moment Daire answered.

" We're going to Neverland" Daire sarcastically replied. She was not happy that Derek wouldn't let her play 5sos and Stiles decided to mock her other current favorite band.

"Well, did you get the picture I sent?" Scott asked.

"Yep, It looks just like the drawing," Daire replied.

Suddenly and very rudely, Derek grabbed Daire's phone out of her hand, "Is there anything on the back?"

Daire smacked his arm, earning herself a glare. Not giving a shit, she grabbed her cell back and stuck out her tongue, yes she is very mature.

Scott was rambling. "I looked. There's nothing in it, on it, on the back. Nothing. It doesn't open."

Daire let out a sigh, "I could have told you that dummy."

"Whatever. But where the hell are you guys? And don't say neverland Daire." She held back a snarky response. "Stiles is supposed to be here. He's first freaking line!"

There was noise in the background. Daire could hear Finstock yelling something about Bilinski. She inwardly groaned. Stiles was on the team and in this mans class and he still doesn't know his name, if that wasn't sad, what is?

"Tell Stiles that if he isn't here to start, he's not going to be first line anymore and he wont be able to play,"  

Daire relayed what she thought was Coach's message to Stiles.

Stiles groaned and smacked his head against his seat, "I know. Tell him that if he sees my dad, to tell him I'm coming. I'm just going to be a little late."

Daire didn't even bother telling Scott, she knew that with his super sonic hearing he heard Stiles.

"Alright then. We'll see you in a few. Bye" Daire said quickly before hanging up.

Derek looked at Stiles. "You're not going to make it."

"I know," Stiles replied with a frown.

Derek looked back at the young Argent girl, "And you didn't tell him about his mom."

" Yeah because if I did the shit pot would have exploded, again" Daire replied shrugging.

"Why are we here anyways?" Stiles said, looking ahead at the sign.

Beacon Hills Hospital. Long term care.

"To find out the truth," Derek replied.

Daire looked at Derek, "And we're going in instead of your lazy ass because?"

"Because I'm sort of the most wanted criminal in all of California,"

Daire shrugged, " Hey not my fault, my friends are bakayaros"

Both Stiles and Derek turned around, Stiles looking confused and Derek unamused.

"Idiots. My friends are idiots" Daire spit out.

Ignoring what she just said, Derek looked at Stiles. "Oh, one more thing."

Without warning, he grabbed the back of Stiles' head, slamming it down onto the steering wheel. Stiles bolted back up, clutching his nose.

"OW!! What the hell was that?" he cried in pain.

"You know what that was for," Derek growled referring to the Danny and exposure of his beautiful muscles. "Go. Go!"

Stiles practically leaped out of the jeep. Daire on the other hand smacked Derek on the back of his head Gibbs from NCIS style before getting out and joining Stiles in the hospital.

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"Yeah, I said we can't find her," Stiles grumbled into the phone.

The two teenagers had spent the last 20 minutes searching for a nurse and Derek's apparently comatose uncle. They had found nothing. There wasn't a single person to be found in the hospital. Which if you asked Daire was pretty creepy.

"This was totally better than watching the new Fairy Tail episodes," Daire said sarcastically.

"Look, ask for Jennifer. She's been looking after my uncle," Derek said through the phone.

They ended up at Derek's uncle's room. Daire and Stiles walked quickly inside. It was empty so was the bed and the wheel chair.

"The hell?" Daire murmured. Walking towards the wheelchair.

"Yeah, well he's not here either," Stiles told Derek.

"What?"

"Yeah, he's not here. He's gone," Stiles replied.

It was quiet for a moment, as Derek took in the information. Daire already figured it out. It. Was. Him.

"Stiles get out of there. You and Daire have to get out now!"

Stiles eyes widened as Daire got out the dagger she kept in her boot, before she whirled around to face a man dressed in a long leather jacket. The man smiled at them, Daire figured he must have been handsome at some point, but burns and scares marred his face and gave him a Two Faced  from Batman vibe.

"You must be Daire and Stiles," he said with a smirk on his face.

The two teens didn't reply. Stiles began backing up and Daire followed his lead. Her grip on her knife tightening, Stiles spun around like he was going to run. But the other way out was blocked by a redhead in a nurses outfit.

"What are you doing here?" she asked tauntingly. "Visiting hours are over."

Stiles turned back to the Two Faced wannabe, who Daire figured was Peter. And then back at the nurse. "you... and him.. he.. you're the one who... and he's the.. oh God we're gonna die."

Daire raised her dagger, "We better not, I still have to live long enough to finish Fairy Tail". She readjusted her stance, "And how the hell are you still alive may I ask?"

"Well, you see kitten, I'm the Alpha," Peter replied happily.

Daire spluttered at his choice of nickname but before she could retort Derek appeared. He knocked Jennifer back and then pushed Stiles and Daire behind him.

"That's not nice," Peter scolded in a calm tone. "She's my nurse."

"She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way," he said quickly to Stiles and Daire.

"Ah, damn." Stiles complied, dropping to the ground against a wall away from Derek and Peter. Daire on the other hand looked at Derek, uncertain whether to join Stiles or stand up and fight. Derek quickly gave her an answer with darting his eyes over to Stiles. Daire hesitantly joined her friend against the wall and waited for the werewolf battle to begin.

"You think I killed Laura on purpose?" Peter asked, walking forward. "My own family?"

" Um, yeah. You're a psychotic power hungry son of a bitch" Daire muttered.

Peter's eyes snapped down to the curly haired girl. Giving Derek an opening. Not wasting any time, his eyes flashed an icy blue, a snarl sounding in the back of his throat as he leapt at his uncle. He succeeded momentarily, but only to be thrown against the wall.

Stiles took this as their chance to get away. The two teens crawled away from the two werewolves. They managed to get behind the counter. There was a moment of silence and Stiles peeked to see what was going on. Apparently he saw something so unnerving that he came back around with his arms flailing.

Daire's attention was caught at the sound of glass shattering. She should here words that children under the age of 13 would get their mouths washed out with soap for, tossed around when the two werewolves crashed in to something. Daire quickly stood up and grabbed Stiles, as a pair of red eyes made their way into her peripheral vision.

"Run like hell" She yelled at him, as the two of them began sprinting out of the hospital. Daire believed Derek could handle his uncle. Her main priority was making sure Stiles didn't get killed. She didn't want to explain that one to the sheriff.

They didn't stop running until they reached the jeep. Once buckled in and the doors were locked, Stiles raced out of there.

After a few moments on the road Daire spoke up, "So was that better than sleeping with sirens?" She asked sarcastically. Stiles just gave her an exasperated look. "What do we tell Scott?"

"Everything?" Stiles asked.

"Well that's great, ' Hey Scott, guess what? Turns out Derek's uncle a Two faced wannabe is the alpha. And he used your mom's computer to pretty much screw up your relationship with my cousin, tried to murder all of us and has the audacity to call me kitten, KITTEN!!!'" Daire rambled and ended up shouting.

"Better?" Stiles asked fighting off a grin.

" You're an ass" Daire muttered, as they drove farther away from the hospital, Derek, and the big bad alpha.

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Hey guys! Long time no update. Sorry!! I started my junior year and its been kinda crazy, but were almost done with Count my Scars! YAY!!! Sorry if my grammar is shitty, I wanted to post a new chapter as soon as possible and since its HC weekend for me and I have no homework I wanted to get this done. So this is a very rough draft.I hope everything with you guys is awesome and I would love it if you could vote or leave comments, I would absolutely love to hear your feedback about Daire, she is defiantly growing as a character and figuring out who she is and I absolutely love it  😍. I hope you all have a fantastic week and I love you guys!!

Akalei