Still night, Izzy walked up the stairs to her house. She unlocked the door and once she walked in she and saw her father being thrown past her and into a wall. Izzy drops her bags and closes the door. Her eyes glow and she gets ready to attack.

" Iz. No." Derek groans as he gets up from the ground. He looks back to his attacker and she follows his eyes and sees a wolfed out Scott.

Izzy nods and backs down, she speeds to the kitchen where Marcel stood.

" Do you know what the hell is happening out there?" Izzy motions to where her father and Scott were.

" Yeah. He told me not to interfere what—ever their doing." Marcel shrugs.

" Where's aunt Davina and uncle Kol?" Izzy questions grabbing a water from the fridge.

" They left." Marcel mutters.

Izzy spits out her water. " They what?!"

" They left." Marcel spoke again. " They had to leave in a hurry, to make sure the Mikealson's weren't coming after you. They're gonna drag it out longer. I stood to make sure you were protected here. Not that you need it."

Izzy sighs and leans against the counter. " They could have at least said goodbye."

" They wanted to, but they had to leave early and they couldn't wait. You know how they are." Marcel rolls his eyes.

" Yeah." Izzy nods. " I'm gonna go intervene. If not one of them will end up serious hurt."

Marcel nods and sends her a small smile. Izzy walks out the kitchen and to the living room where she sees them still fighting. Izzy sighs and let's her eyes glow before she throws her hands out throwing a gust of wind their way harshly making them separate as their both thrown into separate walls.

" That's enough." Izzy growls making them both look down shamefully. " Now tell me what happened?!"

Derek gets up panting harshly and looks toward Scott. " I didn't kill him and it's not your fault and it's especially not mine."

Izzy put the pieces together watching as Scott stood up with a wince. " This—This is your fault. You ruined my life."

" No I didn't." Derek snaps.

Scott tilts his head. " Your the one that bit me, are you not?"

" No he's not." Izzy speaks up walking toward them.

" What?" Scott says in disbelief.

" I'm not the one who bit you." Derek repeats. " There's another."

Izzy nods. " Their called an alpha. The most dangerous of your kind. You and my dad are betas. The alphas...it's more powerful than any other animal upon us...besides me. I'm the stronger supernatural being on this planet."

" My sister came here looking for him. She tried to stop him. No me and Izzy's brother Marcel are trying to find and stop him. Sad enough to say, we can't find him...not without you." Derek adds.

" Why me?" Scott questions looking between the two Hales.

Izzy sighs. " Because he turned you Scott. You're part of his pack. You the one he wants Scotty. You."

None of them were aware of the crimson red eyes watching them from a distance.

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Izzy was in class scribbling on her paper, Scott was seated in front of her and Stiles. Scott is watching curiously as the teacher starts passing out graded tests, but Stiles is more distracted by the updates to the Werewolf situation that Scott and Izzy has just given him.

He thinks for a moment before finally tapping Scott on the shoulder and beginning his questions. " If Derek isn't the Alpha... if he's not the one who bit you... then who did?"

Scott bites his lip for a long moment before he answers in a quiet voice, shaking his head and shrugging. " I don't know."

Stiles sighs and sits back in his seat for the briefest moment before thinking of another question and leaning over, gently tapping Izzy on her arm. " Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?"

" We don't quite know, but it's a huge possibility." Izzy answers.

Not satisfied by these answers, Stiles sits back in his seat, gnawing on his lower lip as he thinks. He finally sighs and leans forward one, so that both Scott and Izzy could hear, one last time to ask another question. " Does Allison's dad know about the Alpha?"

Scott, not knowing any of the answers to Stiles' questions and feeling helpless about the entire situation, finally loses his temper a little and replies in a loud tone of voice. " I don't know!"

Izzy rolls her eyes as the other students turn around to look at Scott, and Scott tries to play it off by looking out the window as Stiles sits back in his seat. Scott mutters defensively under his breath as he taps his pencil against the desk. " Jeez..."

" I don't think he knows, but we don't want to say he doesn't." Izzy answers Stiles softly as her and Stiles is handed back their test and are both satisfied by the "A" grade they received. Izzy shows Stiles her paper with a smile and Stiles does the same. They high five happily.

However, Scott sighs loudly when he's handed his, which has a D- written on it, along with a message that says "Not like you! See me after class." Stiles and Izzy lean forward to look at it.

" Dude, you need to study more!" Stiles mutters sarcastically over Scott's shoulder.

Scott slams his test down on his desk and shoots Stiles a look, causing Stiles to scoff defensively. " That was a joke. Scott, it's one test! You're gonna make it up. Do you want help studying?""

Scott sighs and looks straight at his desk. " No, I'm studying with Allison after school today."

Stiles, knowing exactly what this means, smirks over at Izzy who smirks back. Stiles smiles suggestively and pats Scott on the back with a proud expression. " That's my boy!"

" We're just studying." Scott says pointedly.

" Uh, no, you're not." Stiles scoffs.

Scott frowns in confusion. " No, I'm not?"

Stiles scoffs in exasperation, as though it's obvious as to what he's referring—Scott and Allison hooking up—before replying.

" Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you! If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I swear to God, I'll have you de-balled."

Izzy laughs and Scott sighs and nods his head, clearly too exhausted to argue with him. " Okay. Just... stop with the questions, man."

Stiles nods. " Done. No more questions. No more talk about the Alpha, or Derek..."

Stiles trails off, his eyes going unfocused as he remembers his last interaction with the latter. " Especially Derek... who still scares me..."

" You're scared of my dad?" Izzy raises an eyebrow at Stiles's with a smirk.

" How can I not be! Have you seen the man!" Stiles exclaims.

" Yes I have." Izzy laughs. " Which is why I find it amusing that you're scared of him. He's the biggest softy ever."

" To you. Only to you." Stiles gives her a look.

Izzy goes to protest, but stops herself. " True, but he is just a big teddy bear...with a very very very short temper."

" That's an understatement." Stiles mutters. Izzy leans over and slaps the back of his head.

" Ow!"

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Isabelle, Allison and Lydia are now walking up the stairs, stopping momentarily. " Scott's coming over? Tonight?"

" We're just studying together." Allison shrugs.

" 'Just studying' never ends with just studying." Lydia states.

" For you." Izzy says. " It never ends with just studying for you."

" Shut up." Lydia rolls her eyes at her bestfriend before looking back over at the Argent girl. " It's like getting into a hot tub-- somebody eventually cops a feel."

Allison, now feeling insecure, looks at her anxiously. " Well, so what are you saying?"

" I'm just saying, you know, make sure he covers up..." Lydia trails off.

" Eww." Izzy gags in disgust.

Allison looks down in confusion, and Lydia huffs a laugh at her lack of experience. " Hello, Snow White! I'm talking about a condom!"

She slaps Allison playfully on the arm as she walks up the steps, and Allison follows after her eagerly to get more information, her voice incredulous. " Are you kidding? After one date?"

" Don't be a total prude. Give him a little taste." She pats Allison on the arm once again, but Allison is still unsure.

" Well, I-I mean... how much is 'a little taste'?"

Lydia groans. " Oh, God! you really like him, don't you?"

"Well..." Allison sighs. " He's just different. When I first moved here, I had a plan-- no boyfriends 'til college. I just move too much. But... then, I met him, and... he was different. I-I don't know. I can't explain it."

Lydia looks unmoved by Allison's emotional confession and shrugs. " I can. It's your brain flooding with phenylethylamine."

Allison wrinkles her nose in confusion and laughs. " What?"

" I'll tell you what to do." Lydia sighs. " When's he coming over?"

" Right after school."

" Hmm..." Lydia hums when suddenly, the bell for class rings.

" Look I have to go meet Stiles, but don't let Lydia influence your whole relationship, okay? Do what you feel comfortable with." Izzy squeezes her arm before walking off to her next class she had with Stiles.

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Izzy and Stiles walk arm and arm outside toward his car. " So what are we watching? Batman or Star Wars?"

" Which one is your favorite?" Izzy looks at Stiles with a smile.

" Both." Stiles shrugs looking down at her. " Which is why I asked you."

Izzy laughs. " Let's do Batman. You can never go wrong with DC and Marvel."

" You like Marvel, too?!" Stiles questions with a big smile

" Of course! I'm literally in love with anything Marvel!" Izzy exclaims hopping in his car.

" You literally get better and better." Stiles says dreamily as he starts his car and pulls out of his parking spot.

" So do you, Mr.Stilinski" Izzy smiles at him sweetly.

" So—." Before Stiles could continue they get cut off by Derek who appears right in front of them, weakly holding up his uninjured arm to get Stiles and Izzy's attention, and Stiles barely hits the brakes in time to avoid hitting him, causing him to groan in surprise.

" Oh, my God! Dad!" Izzy jumps out of the car catching her father right on time before he fell to the floor.

Horns around them continue to honk loudly, and Stiles turns around and notices the long line of cars that is now bottlenecked behind his stopped car. To make matters worse, other students who are milling around outside of the school are starting to watch the scene unfold in front of them as well.

" Dad, what happened? Gosh, where's Marcel?" Izzy rambles holding her dad up with the help of Scott.

" I was shot." Derek says the best he could.

" Shot? Then why aren't you healing?" Scott questions.

Derek groans in pain, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment. " I can't. It was-it was a different kind of bullet."

" No, Stiles not silver." Izzy say before the boy could even ask his question. Izzy was trying not to spill tears.

Scott suddenly puts together what he's seeing in front of him with what he overheard Kate talking about the previous night and realizes what's going on. " Wait, wait-- that's what she meant when she said you had forty-eight hours..."

" What? Who-who said forty-eight hours?" Izzy panics.

Derek is suddenly hit with a powerful wave of pain that causes his eyes to flash bright blue, and he grimaces in agony. When he opens his eyes again, they're continuing to flash back and forth between his Werewolf blue eyes and his human green eyes. Izzy and Scott look horrified, Scott's eyes darting around to make sure no one is watching and Izzy looks at the two boys.

" Put him in the car." Izzy says.

" What? No!"

" Now! Stiles." Izzy snaps.

" Yes, ma'am." Stiles mumbles opening the car door allowing Scott and Izzy to put Derek in the back seat.

" I—I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek looks to Scott.

Scott scoffs incredulously. " How the hell am I supposed to do that?"

" 'Cause she's an Argent. She's with them." Derek groans.

Scott gives Derek a look. " Why should I help you?"

" Because you need him." Izzy snaps her eyes watery. " Scott, please just get it. Try to get it. I can't lose my dad."

Scott looks at her softly and sighs. " Fine. I'll try."

Scott turns to look at Stiles, who has just climbed into the driver's seat and who's expression makes it clear that he's feeling very put-out at the moment. " Hey, get him out of here."

" I hate you for this so much." Stiles glares at Scott.

" Stiles! Now!" Izzy yells at him. Stiles nods and puts the car into drive and sets off.

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