"You think Marcel and Derek are gonna get us out?" Isaac nervously looks up at Izzy who was running her fingers soothingly through his hair, his head on her lap.

Izzy looks down at him. "I think so, but Stiles texted saying it's gonna take a bit because Derek took a detour with Marcel and Scott."

"Really?" Isaac scoffs. "What can be more important than us being in jail?"

"I don't know." Izzy sighs. "But don't worry, okay? We're minors, they can't do much besides ask us questions we don't even have to really answer."

"That's not what I'm worried about." Isaac mumbles, glancing at his hands.

"Isaac, I'm here okay." Izzy gives him a small smile. "If you do end up wolfing out, I will be here to help and guide you, okay? I promise, I got you."

"Thank you." Isaac smiles up at her. "You've had my back and helped me since the beginning. That's more than anyone has done for me my whole life time, so thank you, Iz. Really."

"Of course, Isaac." Izzy twirls a piece of his hair. "I'd do anything for you. You're my best friend, even more so than Jackson. Don't tell him I said that, though."

Isaac laughs. "Of course not."

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It was now dark out and after the Sheriff's multiple attempts to try and get something out of Izzy, they locked her back with Isaac in the cell.

Izzy looks to the Lahey next to her and goes to say something, but she was cut off by the sound of the room door opening. The two look up, Isaac slowly sitting up as they both stared at Sheriff Stilinski who walked in.

He went up to the cell they where in and opened it. Izzy looks with wide eyes. "You letting us out?"

"No." Stilinski shakes his head. "Just you."

"What? No." Izzy protests.

"Your brother is here for you." Stilinski says, his voice stern. "You have to go. You can no longer stay here."

"I'm not leaving him!" Izzy exclaims, but Stilinski grabs and drags her out the cell.

Izzy knew she could fight him off, but she didn't want to risk exposing herself. Not liking watching her struggle Isaac calls to her. "Iz, just go, I'll be okay."

Izzy pushes Stilinski off of her and turns to him and Stilinski locked the cell back up. "I'm coming back for you, okay? I will not leave you here alone."

"I know." Isaac squeezes her hand with a small smile on his face before letting go and going back to sit down.

Izzy turned and walked out the station, looking around for her brother. Straight ahead she saw Marcel talking with four people, sensing her presence, Marcel turned and Izzy ran to him and his open arms. Marcel kissed the side of her head.

Izzy looked away and she was immediately attacked in another hug. She looked at the culprit and saw Stiles clinging to her. Instantly feeling his comforting presence, Izzy hugged him back wrapping her arms around his neck as she clung on to him just as tight.

"Thank God you're okay." Stiles let's out a relieved sigh.

"Isaac is still in there." Izzy says letting go of Stiles. She then moved to hug Noah and Rowen just as tight as they hugged her. She saw her father and gave him a small smile before going back over to Stiles and linking their arms, needing to feel him comfort.

"We know." Rowen speaks. "We're trying to come up with something."

"I got it!" Stiles basically shouts. Izzy shushing him making him immediately lower his tone. "Sorry. Now, the keys to every cell are in a password-protected lock-box in my father's office. The problem is getting past the front desk."

"I can distract her." Derek goes to walk, but Stiles stops him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You? You're not going in there." Stiles places his free hand on his chest. Derek glares at him. "...I'm taking my hand off."

"I was exonerated."

Rowen rolls his eyes and looks to Derek. "You're still a person of interest."

"An innocent person." Derek defends.

"An--." Stiles scoffs loudly. "You? Yeah, rig—."

"Stiles, love. Please shut up." Izzy cuts him off.

"Okay." Stiles huffs and looks to Derek. "What's your plan?"

"To distract her." Derek says impatiently.

Stiles nods. "Uh-huh. How? By punching her in the face?"

"By talking to her, Stiles." Noah runs a hand through his hair. He looks to Izzy who was now next to him. "Remind how you like him again?"

"I don't know myself." Izzy mumbles back.

"Okay. All right. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?" Stiles questions. Izzy and and the others let out a laugh. "Dead silence. That should work beautifully. Any other ideas?"

"I'm thinking about punching you in the face..."

"Amen to that." Rowen fist bumps Derek.

"Let's go children."

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Stiles pulls Izzy into a darkened office, Izzy pulling on Rowen. The Stilinski goes for a locked up chain box. He puts in the code and smiles successfully when the lock pops open.

He goes to reach up, the smile falling off his face. Rowen raises an eyebrow. "What? What happened?"

"They're, um, they're gone." Stiles answers.

"You think a hunter got to it?" Rowen asks.

"That doesn't matter, we have to go." Izzy grabs their wrist and leaves the office. Once they turn around the corner, they bump into a limping deputy.

"Oh, uh..." Stiles trails off noticing the blood from the deputy's leg.

The deputy goes to attack Stiles who runs back into the fire alarm, accidentally pulling it causing an alarms to blare out. Before anyone could do anything else, Izzy speeds putting a hand on the guys head. The guy goes to attack, but he suddenly drops to the floor unconscious. Stiles gets out with the help of Rowen.

"I totally meant to—."

"Doesn't matter." Izzy starts speed walking away. "Isaac is in danger and needs us."

Izzy runs into the room she knew Isaac was in. When the three rush in, they stop at the door seeing a fully transformed Isaac in the middle of the room.

Two guards passed out behind him. Noah was on the ground clutching his head tightly. Marcel in the cell a huge bite mark on his arm. Izzy starts panicking, Isaac bit him...

Izzy feels her face transform, her eyes glowing as her sharp and pointy wolf fangs make a display. Izzy's eyes glow their orange, red color before she lets out a loud growl causing the whole building to shake.

Noah gasps, his eyes glowing. Isaac immediately cowers back, putting himself into a ball as his eyes glow and he goes back to his normal self. Rowen, Stiles and Derek watch her with eyes of disbelief.

Izzy looks away from them and speeds to Marcel. She eyes the bite before she bites her wrist and brings it to his mouth. Marcel slowly drinks watching the wound go away. Once the wound was gone, he immediately lets go, letting out a breath.

Izzy immediately pulls him into a hug. Marcel hugs back, his body still weak. When they part, Izzy turns to the group and sees the attention on her. "What?"

"How-How did you do that?" Derek asks looking at her with eyes filled with pride and yet disbelief.

"Guess you aren't the only alpha, huh?" Izzy gives him a small smirk before going over to Isaac and checking over him. Then to Noah once she made sure Isaac was okay.

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Later that night, a dark raven haired vampire watches Izzy, Marcel, Rowen, Isaac, Noah and Derek walk into the house, all laughing with smiles on their faces.

He found it unbelievable how they could smile and laugh like they were fine. He knew they weren't because he's known the Hale family for a while and he knew that they had a thing for hiding their emotions and how they truly felt.

Once the door closed and the family was fully out of sight, the vampire sped away in search for something to eat. He wanted regular food, but maybe he's leave another body for the Hale's to find. Give them a clue on who he was while he was at it.

Inside the house as Rowen was showing Isaac and Noah to two empty rooms. Derek pulled his daughter aside. The girl doesn't look up at him, but her hands that were the most interesting thing to her right now.

"I'm sorry." The two Hale's say at the same time.

Derek frowns and picks his daughters chin up,
so she could look at him. "What are you sorry about? You didn't do anything wrong."

"Yes, I did." Izzy nods. "I snapped at you yesterday for doing what you did to Isaac. I know you wouldn't do it against his will. I was just mad that I didn't know and that none of you told me. I mean I understand from the way I reacted why you guys wouldn't. I was too into my head and Im also sorry for saying that you were like Klaus because you're not. You're nothing like him. I mean you actually raised me and treated me as your own and—."

"Izzy, stop."

"I'm sorry. I just really missed you and everything is my fa—."

"No." Derek snaps taking his daughters face into his hands. "Nothing is your fault and you have nothing to apologize for. You have been the best daughter a father could ask for and I've done nothing, but ruin it. I kept picking Scott over you and then I did the one thing I told myself I would never do. I hate myself for what I did. I'm sorry, sweetheart. I never meant to hurt you the way I did. I just want my daughter back. I miss having my little side kick by my side."

"You're definitely my side kick. Not the other way around." Izzy jokes with water in her eyes. Derek chuckles. "It's gonna take some time to, um, get our relationship back up, but I want you back, Dad."

Derek brings her into his chest and kisses her forehead tenderly. He was happy he got his daughter back. That's all he could've ever asked for. With her by him, he had everything. He was once again truly happy. The same with Izzy.