An angry Izzy opened her locker, only for a piece of paper to fall out of it. She glanced around the hall way seeing she was the only one around.

Izzy slowly bends down grabbing the piece of folded paper. She closes her locker after throwing her unwanted books in it and begins to walk to detention.

With caution she slowly opens the note. It said, Your eyes shine brighter than the stars above. It was written in neat script. Reading it made Izzy laugh. It was so corny.

She thought about the people who would write her this and it all started with Stiles. So when she walked into detention, she sat next to Stiles and showed him the letter.

"Did you write this?" Izzy asks watching him read the note, Rowan behind them reading it also.

"If you did, that's was so bad." Rowan laughs patting the Stilinski's back.

"I didn't write it." Stiles gives him a glare. He looks back to note in his hand.

"Looks like you got a secret admirer, sis." Rowan chuckles sitting in his seat.

"Do you think Issac wrote it?" Izzy tilts her head at Rowan. "You know he loves messing with me."

"Nah." Rowan shakes his head. "Issac couldn't think of a saying like that to save his life."

"True." Izzy shrugs with a chuckle.

"Doesn't matter." Stiles rips the paper.

"Stiles!" Izzy exclaims.

"What?" He asks innocently. "I'm saving you from your stalkers."

"What if he was cute?" Izzy pouts enjoying the way Stiles turned red.

"Guess we can't find out now." Stiles rolls his eyes.

Izzy nudges his arm with a laugh only to stop when Mr.Harris sends them a glare. She closes her mouth and lays her head down on the desk.

An hour of Izzy and Rowan throwing a paper ball at each other and Stiles trying to stop them from getting more time added to detention, it was finally 4:00.

Together the three teens jump up and go to take a step toward the door, but Mr.Harris's voice stops them. "Sit."

"What?" The three say in unison.

"But, it's been an hour..." Stiles points up at the clock.

"My detentions are an hour and a half." Mr.Harris says fixing a stack of papers.

"Your detention's are bullshit." Izzy mumbles loud enough for the teacher to hear, not that she cared.

"You can't do that!" Stiles scoffs.

"Oh, but I can." Mr.Harris starts. "You see, Stiles, after your father was so judicious in his dealings with me, I've decided to make you my personal project for the rest of the semester. You are going to benefit from the best that strict discipline has to offer. Now sit down-- before I decide to keep you here all night."

"I'm not letting us stay here another minute." Rowan speeds to Mr.Harris grabbing him by the front of his suit and stares into his eyes. Izzy knew exactly what he was doing. "You will let us leave and forget what you just saw. Stiles is a good student and there is no need for punishing him further."

"I am letting you guys leave and forgetting what I saw. Stiles is a good student and there is no need to punish him further." Mr.Harris repeats.

With that Izzy grabs Stiles's hand and pulls him out the classroom, Rowan behind them using a bit of his speed.

"Huh, detention is over." Mr.Harris says collecting his things.

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"Do you remember me?" An old man asks Allison.

"Who the hell is that?" Stiles asks as they were crouched down behind a headstone looking over at the funeral taken place for Kate Argent.

"He's definitely an Argent." Scott answers.

"That's Allison's grandfather." Izzy thinks back to when her father told her all about the Argents and what they look like. He made it a whole lesson. "He's the worst Argent there is."

"Worse than Kate?"

"Way worse than Kate." Izzy nods. "The only thing about Kate is that she's a bitch."

"Hey, you know, maybe they're just here for the funeral? I mean, what if they're the non-hunting side of the family? There could be non-hunting Argents. They could've changed. It's possible, right?" Stiles looks to the Argents and then back to the others beside him.

"Not at all." Izzy shakes her head. "I literally just told you he was worse than Kate."

"I know what they are... They're reinforcements." Scott grumbled, Izzy and Rowan nodding in agreement.

"Guys, why out of all places are we sitting behind a headstone?" Izzy questions.

"Yeah, I think a tree would've sufficed." Rowan adds. "My knees are fucking hurting the shit out of me."

"Aren't you on your knees often?" Izzy gives Rowan a grin. Scott and Stiles choke on their saliva.

"Haha, so funny." Rowan pushes Izzy making her fall forward on to Stiles. "Look at that, falling for Stiles all over again."

Izzy sits up with the help of a blushing Stiles. Scott laughs watching Izzy flick Rowan's ear. The boy hiss's and goes to flick hers pack until they were interrupted by a voice.

"Ah. The two of you." Sheriff Stilinski steps in front of them. "Dragging Izzy and..."

"Rowan." Rowan says before quickly adding. "Sir."

"You guys are unbelievable." Stilinski shakes his head grabbing Stiles and Scott and picking them up. "Pick up my tie."

"Got it. Sorry." Stiles scrambles and picks up the tie. Izzy and Rowan follow them watching amusingly. "I know I'm supposed to ask--."

Sheriff drags the two best friends to his patrol truck, he throws them in the car, Izzy gets in sitting next to Stiles, Rowan squishes his was into the door and sits on Izzy's lap making her groan.

"You're fucking heavy." Izzy whispers harshly. "How much fucking blood do you drink?"

"Are you calling me fat?" Rowan gasps dramatically putting a hand to his chest.

"You said it, not me." Izzy puts her hands up in defense.

"Can you guys be quite for a couple moments?" Stiles looks between the two.

"Are you telling me to shut up, Stiles?" Izzy raises an eyebrow at him.

"I-I, uh, no, I'm just kindly—."

"I'm just kidding, Sti." Izzy chuckles rubbing his arm. "I like seeing you get all nervous."

"That's not funny." Stiles mutters.

"It was a little funny." Scott speaks, a smirk on his lips.

Stiles goes to respond, but he gets cut off by the sound a panicked voice. "Four-one-five Adam."

"I didn't copy that--." Stilinski picks up the redo and brings it to his lips "Did you say four-one-five Adam?"

"Disturbance in a car." Stiles whispers to the three supernatural's in the car.

"They were taking a heart attack victim, DOA, but on the way to the hospital, something hit 'em."

"What-- hit the ambulance?" Stilinski questions, glancing at the four kids behind him.

"Copy that. I'm standing in front of it now. Something got in the back. There's blood everywhere. And I mean everywhere."

"All right, Unit Four, what's your twenty?"

"Go." Izzy whispers to Rowan, nothing Stilinski was no longer staring at them.

Rowan pushes his way out, he grabs Izzy's hands pulling her out the car, Stiles and Scott following, but in the other side.

"Route 5 and Post. I swear, I've never seen anything like this."

"All right, take it easy. I'm on my way." Stilinski puts the radio down and turns to the teenagers. "Now, as for you fou--."

He sighs when he now notices no one sitting in the back seat.

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The four teens stay low when they caught sight of the police cars and their lights, constantly changing different colors. The slowly lifted their heads up from behind the log they were now behind.

They looked ahead of them at the spotting the ambulance, Sheriff Stilinski was previously talking about. Rowan and Izzy listen in, they could hear the sound of the panicked driver trying to explain to the cops what had happened.

"What the hell is Lydia doing?" Stiles ponders looking at the bloody ambulance.

"I don't know." Izzy replies. "But I don't think Lydia is the one doing this, guys."

"What makes you think that?" Rowan wondered.

"I-I don't know." Izzy shrugs. "Just have a feeling."

"What kept you from doing that?" Stiles looks to Scott. "Was it Allison?"

"I hope so..."

"Do you guys need to get closer?" Stiles glances at the three next time him.

"I got it." Izzy catches the smell of blood.

"Me too." Scott and Rowan say together.

"Iz, stay here." Rowan tells her.

"What? No." Izzy shakes her head. "She's my best friend, I should be out there looking for her."

"He's right." Scott says. "Let us find her and if she shows up here, at least your here and she knows a familiar face."

"But—."

"Izzy." Stiles takes her hand. "Their right. Let them find her."

"Just-- I need you to find her. All right?" Izzy squeezes Stiles's hand. "Please, just-just find her...alive. I'd hate myself if anything else happened to her."

"We will." Scott promises before he and Rowan run off.

"What if they don't—."

"They'll find her, Iz." Stiles speaks to her gently. "If there's anyone you can count on it's Scott and Rowan...no matter how scared of them you are."

Izzy let's out a chuckle and Stiles smiles. "There's that laugh I love."

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Many minutes later, Stilinski had arrived and he was now talking to Stiles, Izzy next to him holding on to his hand, her hand was really shaky and it seemed him holding her hand was the only way to make her relax and calm down.

"Mr.Stilinski, just...." Izzy stops mid sentence when she sees a familiar strawberry blonde make their way out of the wood. "Lydia! Lydia!"

"Izzy!" Lydia cries out for her.

Izzy takes off towards her, taking the jacket Stiles quickly handed to her before looking away. Izzy wraps the jacket around the girl before bringing her into her embrace.

"Oh my God, Lyds." Izzy holds her close.
"I thought I lost you..."

"I-I was looking everywhere for you." Lydia cries into the girls shoulder. "I couldn't find you. I didn't know where you were. I tried so hard and I just...couldn't find you."

"I'm here now, Lyds." Izzy speaks softly, using her magic to share her body heat with Lydia. "I'm here. You found me."

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After dropping Lydia off at her own home, Izzy promising to come back before Lydia went to sleep. Izzy went looking for Rowan and Scott.

She felt the familiar wave of danger and uneasiness flow through her meaning that wherever they were, something was about to happen and someone might die...

"Who are you?" Izzy heard Chris Argent's voice. She hid behind a tree catching sight of a werewolf tied up surrounded by hunters. The sight making her blood boil. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing. Nothing, I swear." The Omega struggles to get out.

"You're not from here, are you?" Chris asks. No response. "Are you?!"

"No. No, I came-I came looking for the Alpha." The Wolf confessed.  "I heard he was here. That's all. Look, I didn't do anything. I didn't hurt anyone. No one living. He wasn't alive in the ambulance. He wasn't, I swear."

"Gentlemen!" Gerard gets their attention. "Take a look at a rare sight! You wanna tell them what we've caught?"

"An Omega." Chris answers.

Gerard nods. "The lone wolf! Possibly kicked out of his own pack, or the survivor of a pack that was hunted down, maybe even murdered... and possibly alone by his own choice..."

Izzy moves behind a hunter, she looks at the wolf, bringing a finger up to her lips. The wolf slightly relaxed, but wondered how a girl like her was gonna take them all down.

"Certainly not a wise choice...." Gerard pulls out a sword and turns back to the wolf. "Because, as I am about to demonstrate...Omega rarely survives on his own."

"Sleptos motum lotus." Izzy whispers a spell. She shoots her hand out towards the hunters, one by one they fall down to the ground unconscious.

They only two hunters standing were Chris and Gerard, they turned towards their fallen hunters and Izzy took the time to speed over to the Omega, use her nails to cut him free and speed off, Derek, Scott and Rowan speeding away.

"Damn it!" Gerard curses.

Izzy stops when she was far away. She lets go of the wolf, keeping him steady until he have her a nod to let him go.

"Thank you so much." The Omega says gratefully. "You-You saved my life. How can I ever repay you?"

"You can start by telling me your name." Izzy gives him a soft smile.

"Noah." The Omega says. "My, My name is Noah."

"Hello, Noah." Izzy sticks her hand out. "I'm Isabelle, you can call me Izzy and I think I can get you into a pack."

"Really?" The Omega looks at her with wide eyes.

"Yup." Izzy turns around and points at Derek who was making his way toward them, Scott and Rowan next to him. "The alpha is right here and he'd be more than happy to take you in, isn't that right?"

Derek shakes his head. "No—."

"Let me rephrase that." Izzy clears her throat. "You will take him in because not only do you want to build your back, but you want to prove to me that being alpha hasn't really changed you and made you cold hearted."

"I'll take you in." Derek mumbles. "I just need to know more about you and what happened in your other pack."

"I, I can do that." Noah nods frantically. He looks to Izzy. "Once again, thank you so much. This means a lot."

"Of course." Izzy gives him a smile.

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Noah Rivers is played by Mike Faist

He's gonna become a big Izzy protector just like Rowan!

Speaking of Rowan, who should be his love interest?!!!!