"It feels weird." Isabelle tells Marcel as they walk the upstairs of their new house.

"Everything is weird to you." Rowen teases the redheaded girl, who gives him a playful glare.

Rowen Ortega-Gerard, Marcel's adoptive son. About three weeks ago after Peter and Kate dying and Derek becoming alpha. Marcel found the boy beaten in the middle of the woods on the ground, along with a huge vampire mark on his neck...meaning there was an unknown vampire in town.

They've been keeping tabs on all the random killings in Beacon, but of course they all say animal attacks. Their not gonna find anything anytime soon. The vampire was good at hiding their tracks.

Rowen and Isabelle grew very close very quickly as the girl was helping him when Marcel couldn't. For some reason it was better for the girl to talk to him than it was for Marcel. Rowen just listened to the girl and he listened to Marcel, but he listened to the girl more.

Maybe it was a teenager thing or maybe it was the way Isabelle held herself and he could feel the power radiating off of her. Either way the two grew a bond very quickly.

"It's gonna feel weird for a while." Marcel tells her softly. "It's new, it's gonna take some time to get use to."

"No. It's not that." Isabelle shakes her head. "It's because Dad is not here."

"You know if I could find him, I would have dragged his ass back here by his ear." Marcel states.

"And I would've helped." Rowen raises his hand. Marcel gives him a look making him slowly pulling his hand down. "I'm just gonna go...over there."

"Where could he have gone?" Isabelle sighs. "And why did he just leave me without saying a word?"

Marcel could see her getting emotional and pulls her into his chest. "I wish I could have and give you all the answers, but I don't. I don't know why he left you, he's an idiot."

"He's my father." Izzy mumbles.

"Then he's your idiot father." Marcel corrects himself.

"Nah, just an idiot." Rowen speaks up, the two turn to him and he scratches the back of his neck. "Staying over here."

Marcel and Izzy share a look before they let out a laugh. Rowen just watches them for a second before he starts laughing himself.

"I'm gonna change and go back to the hospital with Lydia." Izzy says to the two and looks to Rowen. "Wanna come?"

"So I can watch you and Stiles be awkward after you guys basically expressed your feeling for each other?" Rowen asks earning a look from Marcel and a glare from Izzy. "Sure."

(kinda how the house looks)

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"You want help getting in the shower?" Lydia's father questions his daughter watching as Isabelle helps her make their way to the bathroom.

"Maybe if I was four and still taking bubble baths." Lydia gives her father a look. "Izzy can help me."

"Right. I'll just wait outside, then... Where it's slightly less sarcastic..." Mr. Martin steps outside and notices Stiles passed out with a get well soon balloon tied to his wrist as he sleeps across the chairs. He turns to Melissa. "He's been here all night?"

"He's been here all weekend." Melissa corrects.

Isabelle walks out the room, Rowen immediately joining her side. Mr.Martin looks to them. "Friend of yours?"

"Their a little more th—."

Isabelle covers Rowen's mouth and looks to her best friends father. "We're, uh, friends. He's my friend."

"You're dirty..." Stiles mutters in his sleep making a cleaning lady look at him with wide eyes.

Rowen let's out a laugh making the Stilinski boy jump out of his chair and look around crazily before catching sight of the girl and the tall boy behind her.

"You have a good nap, Stilinski?" Rowen chuckles.

"Uh, uh, um..." Stiles would be lying if he said he wasn't scared of Rowen because he surely was and Rowen knew it.

"Wanna come with me to get something from the vending machine?" Izzy questions watching his eyes light up.

"Uh, yeah, yeah, of course." Stiles stutters. He clears his throat getting up from the chairs and following after her, flinching when Rowen attacked like he was gonna attack Stiles.

Rowen laughs. "Iz, can you get me a kitkat?"

"I'll think about it." Isabelle glares at him playfully before turning back and walking next to Stiles.

"Can, uh, we pretend that, what happened back there never happened?" Stiles gestures behind him.

"Sure if thats what you want." Izzy nods with a chuckle.

The tension between the two was high between the two. It's been two weeks since the two expressed their feelings for each other and before they could officially go out, Izzy's life slowly started going back to shit when her father left and with them moving.

Izzy explained to him that she just needed time to work on herself before she could be with someone else and Stiles understood completely, but now...it was just awkward.

"How's Marcel?" Stiles asks as they walk up to the vending machine.

"Surprisingly very good." Izzy nods she goes to put her money in, but Stiles beats her to it.

"That's good. That's very good, in fact." Stiles picks the kitkat button, but it gets stuck making him groan. "Seriously? Come--."

Izzy watches as he taps on the glass window of the machine harshly, it still doesn't budge. He gives the glass another harsh smack, nothing. He then punches the glass...nothing.

"You're gonna break it." Izzy watches him with amusement on her face. With her magic she could easily get the candy bar out, but it was fun to see him try and get it out.

"No I'm not." Stiles denies as he spreads his legs for maximum leverage and weirdly grips the sides of the vending machine to shake the candy bar lose.

"This is gonna be good." Izzy runs a hand through her hair.

Stiles rocks the machine back and forth and just as the candy bar was coming free the entire vending machine drops forward with a loud crashing sound. Stiles freezez looking down at the machine.

"I told you, you were gonna break it." Izzy laughs before she felt an uneasy feeling wash over her.

As Stiles went to respond he saw the way her mood changed. "Izzy? What's wrong? What happened? If it's about the machine—."

"Something wrong." Izzy mumbles stumbling into the wall. "Something is extremely wrong with Ly—."

Izzy is cut off by the loud scream of her best friend. "AHHHHHHH!"

"Lydia!" Izzy shouts as the uneasy feeling goes away. She rushes to the girl's room, Stiles behind her as they go in.

Izzy runs into Lydia's bathroom, noticing the shower still running and Lydia was now nowhere to be found. Izzy looks around closer catching sight of the opened window near the shower.

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"All right, let's get an APB out on a sixteen-year-old redhead. Any other descriptors?" Stilinski looks between Melissa, Rowen and Isabelle.

"Five-three, green eyes, fair-skinned, and her hair is actually strawberry blonde, don't say redhead." Izzy warns him. "She hates it and she will have your head."

"Is that right?" Stilinski says sarcastically raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah." Stiles nods coming up next to them.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Stilinski glares at his son.

"Um..." Stiles says awkwardly patting Izzy and Rowen's shoulders. "Providing moral support?"

"Get your hand off me." Rowen sneers out making Stiles very quickly jump back and hide behind Izzy.

"Uh-huh." Stilinski hums. "How 'bout you prove your ass back home, where you should be?"

"Okay..." Stiles nods fixing himself. "I can do that, too..."

"You two." Stilinski looks to Rowen and Isabelle. "Go home, okay?"

"Sir, I don't think I can. Not until I get her back." Isabelle states with a slight shake of her head.

"Kid." Stilinski sighs. "We're gonna find her, so don't worry."

"It's gonna be hard not too." Isabelle says.

"I know, but just have some trust in us, okay?" Izzy glances at Stiles who gives her a small nod. The Hale girl nods at Stilinski before Rowen wraps a comforting arm around her shoulder and walks her away from the Sheriff.