I have edited the chapter to get rid of as many misspellings as possible, hope ya'll enjoy

Season 1 - Episode 1 - Wolf Moon

McCALL'S HOUSE

It was the day before school started up again after a two days weekend, the sky was dark and filled with shining stars and the outside breeze was calm and soothing as it flew into the room through the open window. Music was playing in a high volume from the radio by the wooden desk further in the room, more exactly ''My Body'' by Young the Giant was being played with no complaints. The owner of the room and also one of the two of the persons best friends, Scott McCall was seated on the end of the bed. The dark brown curly haired teen having his attention focused on his lacrosse stick as he was restringing its pocket, he had high hopes getting on the team as he'd been benched the whole of last season. The black-blonde mixed haired teen on the bed chuckled at his friends focused on his task, nothing would be able to break his attention from that lacrosse stick. So instead of trying, the teen let his head slump back down on the perfectly fluffy pillow. His pale green eyes blinking a few times before falling shut, his arms burying under the pillow as he lied on his stomach.

Hearing his friend silently leaving the room, the black-blonde haired boy cracked his right eye open. Scott hadn't gone far as he was suddenly doing pull-ups in the doorway, the sleepy teen couldn't understand where his friend got all that energy from so late at night. Not feeling like asking as he didn't feel the need for an answer, the teen once again closed his eye and returned to his half conscious state on the bed.

The next time he glances up was when Scott's feet hit the floor with a small 'thump', he'd finished his pull-ups and was finally heading into the bathroom to get ready to sleep. The sound of water running told was heard as he brushed his teeth, the black-blonde teen went back to sleep but was woken up only a minute after. The sound of feet on creaking wooden floor was heard from outside, that's when the teen noticed that the music had stopped. He cracked both his eyes open, rubbing them to get the sleep out. Blinked a few times before he noticed Scott walking towards the stairs, was he going to go out there without a weapon?

''Hey Scott, wait up!'' He called after his friend who stopped, peering his head back through the doorway to look at his still half asleep friend now sitting on his bed. His shoulders slumped and his dark blue t-shirt wrinkled from sleeping.

''I heard something from outside.'' Scott explained not really knowing why he'd been called back by his sleepy friend who rolled his eyes at his explanation, the pale green eyed teen then yawned as he stretched his arms out.

''I heard it too, just wanted to advise you to take the bat with ya.'' The teen said as he got of the bed and reached for the baseball bat by the door before handing it over to Scott, the later looked at his friend before giving a firm nod and they headed out to the wraparound porch to investigate what could have caused the spooky sounds.

Making sure to stay behind his friend who was holding their only weapon, the pale greened eyed teen made sure to glance at every direction to make sure nothing would suddenly jump out and attack them. Scott seemed to be doing the same, his hands clutching the bat hard while holding it in a position so he would be ready to swing it at any possible danger. So the two walked around the porch before suddenly stopping as a sound of leaves against leaves was heard from the edge of the house, the two slowly but carefully inched towards the edge.

''AAHHH!'' Three male voices cried out, all startled by the other. Wait, three? Out of nowhere, a teen boy with buzz cut appeared hanging upside down from the porch roof startling the two positioned on the porch. The one suddenly appearing from the porch roof seemingly startled by the fact that Scott almost hit him with the bat, lucky for them all Scott stopped just before the bat would hit the hanging upside down body.

''Stiles what the hell are you doing!?'' Scott exclaimed as he finally caught up to who exactly was hanging upside down from his porch roof, the black-blonde haired teen just sighed in relief as he ran a slightly shaky hand through his short hair.

''You wouldn't answer your phone!'' Stiles replied hurriedly before turning his gace to the bat still clutched in his hands,''Why do you have a bat?'' He asked with a frown while motioning with his hands towards the bat.

''We though you were a predator!'' The green eyed teen explained as he walked up to stand beside Scott who was breathing rather hard from the sudden scare, well they both were breathing rather quickly.

''A pre- wha? Hey I know it's late but you got to hear this, saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called, they're bringing in every officer from the Beacon department and even state police.'' Stiles explained while still hanging upside down, his arms hanging loosely under him and the green eyed teen couldn't help but wonder exactly how Stiles was able to do that without falling down.

''For what?'' Scott asked taking the teen out of his thoughts, he was also curious to just what could have caused such an emergency that so many cops were needed so late at night.

''They found a dead body in the woods.'' Said Stiles as he leaned up to grip the roof with his hands and made a kind of flip before letting go and fell to the ground, amazingly landing on his feet on the grass. Impressive.

''A dead body?'' Scott asked both excited and cautious, the pale green eyed teen wanted to groan at the stupid question.

''Now a body of water... Of course, it's a dead body.'' The pale green eyed teen muttered as he watched Stiles climbing over the porches fence to get to were they were standing, he didn't miss the glare Scott sent him.

''You mean like murdered?'' Scott asked while turning to Stiles, the later now stood in front of them with his legs slightly spread and his hands on his hips.

''Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties...'' Stiles explained making the pale green eyed teen frown, that didn't make any sense to him.

''Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?'' He asked and Stiles suddenly got that very excited slash michevious look all over his face, as if he was going to relieve something really cool.

''That's the best part... They only found half.'' He explained and dragged out on the 'f' in half, nodding as he looked at his two friends who sighed knowing what was coming. ''Scott, Mickey we're going.'' He left no room for any disagreements.

IN THE WOODS

After putting on a gray foodie, Mickey followed his two best friends to Stiles beat up old car which they then drove to the Beacon Hills preserve with a sign ''No entry after dark'' on. As always the three didn't so much a spare the sign a single glance but stopped in front of it as it was held up with a chain blocking the way. So they would need to go by foot, Mickey concluded as he stepped out after Scott who'd been seated beside Stile who drove.

''We're seriously doing this?'' Scott asked as he looked at Stiles with a uncertain look in his eyes, Mickey too looked at Stiles but his pale green eyes held nothing but excitement.

''You're the one who always bitches that nothing never happens in this town!'' Stiles exclaimed as he lit up a flashlight and walked up to Scott and Mickey who were now standing in front of the old jeep, Mickey smirked at his friend as he put a reassuring hand on Scott's shoulder. Stiles just walked past them with no care for what could be the consequences of walking into the wood at night.

''I was just trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow...'' Scott argued and he let his hands fly out from his sides, his argument was ignored by the boy with buzz cut who just kept on walking. Mickey didn't comment as he quickly jogged after Stiles, the smirk hadn't left his lips.

''Right, because, sitting on the bench is such a growing effort...'' That was definitely Stiles mocking his friend who'd been benched the entire of the last season, Mickey would definitely snort of it wasn't for the look Scott sent him. The you-dare-to-laugh-and-i-will-make-you-sleep-on-the-floor, look that always made Mickey step back. Floor's cold.

''No, because... I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line...'' The curly brown haired teen argued, his red hood up over his hair and his hands stuffed deep in his pockets. Stiles was walking in front of them with the flashlight while Mickey held back to walk beside Scott, He regretted not bringing a beanie as his ears started to get cold and sting.

''Hey, that's a spirit. Everyone should have a dream. Even if it's a pathetic unrealistic one.'' Mickey said as he smirked at his friend, Scott just rolled his eyes but he couldn't hold back his own smile. The later than turned his attention back to Stiles, still walking in front of them.

''Just asking by curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?'' Scott suddenly asked perking even Mickey's curiosity, Stiles went quiet as his steps haltered a bit.

''Huh... I didn't even think about that.'' He then breathed as he kept on walking, Mickey snorted.

''Do you ever think before acting?'' He asked earning a big grin and a shove on the shoulder from his friend with a buzz cut, Scott just rolled his eyes at the two before tilting his head to look at the moon.

''And er... What if the one who killed the body is still out here?'' Scott said as a smile spread on his lips, his question had made Mickey flinch while Stiles nodded in agreement.

''Also something I didn't think about!'' He confessed, Mickey wanted to strangle his friend for not using his brain. This could be the death of all three of them and Mickey would've wanted to live at least to his twenties, was that to hard of a dream? His thoughts got interrupted as he started climbing up a little hill, Mickey slowed down so he could hold pace with Scott who seemed out of breath because of his asthma.

''It's comforting to know that you planned this up with your usual attention to details!'' Scott breathed out between gasps for air to Stiles who'd already reached the top and had reached out to give Mickey a hand, the later did not hesitate to take the offered help. Letting Stiles do all the work to drag him up the last bit to the top, Scott close behind.

''I know!'' Mickey exclaimed, really with Scott on that statement. Stiles just huffed and turned to see Scott breathing painfully while taking up his inhaler, inhaling from it quickly soothed his pained breathing.

''Maybe the asthmatic should be the one who holds the flashlight, huh?'' Scott asked while taking another breath of the inhaler, Mickey looked at his friend with sympathy in his eyes.

It was when they reached the final top of the hill they noticed the police officers who were searching the forest for the remaining half of the body, they quickly laid down low on the ground to not be seen. Stiles down first, Mickey beside him and Scott more or less falling with a hard 'thump' beside Mickey who bit his foodie sleeve to hold back a laugh. They all watched as the officers walked towards their hiding.

''Okay, come on!'' Stiles suddenly exclaimed as he got of the ground and started running towards the direction of the officers, Mickey not really knowing what to do just followed.

''Mickey, Stiles!'' Could Scott be heard shouting from behind but Mickey assumed that the curly brown haired teen would be right behind them, the sound of 'wait up!' and the shouting of their names proved his point.

Mickey didn't look back as he followed close behind Stiles as they rand through the bushes and tried to avoid running into any of the trees. When Stiles then suddenly stopped, Mickey accidentally ran straight into him but quickly got back his footing and took hold of Stiles shoulder so none of them would get sent to the ground. He smirked sheepishly as Stiles glared at him when they suddenly heard of a low barking really closed to them, both turning around only to get the light of a flashlight straight in their faces. Mickey may have been fast enough to stop his friend last time but this time, he had no time to stop his friends fall as Stiles flew down on the ground from shock. Mickey remained standing but did take a quick step back, sighing when he noticed that it was only one of the officers.

''Stay right there!'' The officer shouted as he held back his dog from biting Stiles who was sprawled out on the forest floor, Mickey unconsciously took a step closer to Stiles and with his foot pushed Stiles leg away from the still barking and pulling dog. The officer was scowling as he did his best to hold back the dog, Mickey didn't trust the dog not to bite his friend.

''Hang on, hang on... These little delinquents belong to me.'' Came the familiar voice of Sheriff Stilinski soon followed by the appearance of papa Stilinski who frowned at the two teens in front of him, Stiles who'd with the help of Mickey had gotten back to his feet was holding his hands in front of him as if it would protect him from the angry dog.

''Dad, how you're doing?'' He asked while squinting his eyes, the sudden flash from the officers' flashlight must have shocked him pretty much. Mickey kept quiet and instead just nodded a greeting, didn't want to get on the sheriffs bad side as the man had a really comfy sofa.

''So do you, listening to all my phone calls?'' The sheriff asked while looking at his son with a pointed look, Mickey bit his lower lip as he shifted weight back and forth on his legs.

''No! ... Not the boring ones...'' Stiles explained but then realized what he was saying and shut his mouth, the sheriff just sigh and nodded before looking at the two boys in front of him with a questioning look.

''I see you've brought Mickey but where's your other usual partner in crime?'' He asked while looking around the area around the two teens, Stiles let out a huff as if his father was kidding. Mickey once again remained quiet, letting Stiles deal with the sheriff.''

''Who, Scott ? Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night sleep before first day of school tomorrow. There's just us... In the woods...'' Stiles exclaimed but got quieter towards the end of his explanation, Mickey glanced at him silently telling him friend that it was enough and to just shut up already.

''Scott you're out there? Scott?'' The sheriff shouted as he lit the woods whit his flashlight, he got no response. Turning of the flashlight, he took a firm grip of the teens shoulders. ''Well young men, I'm gonna walk you back to Stiles car, and you two and I, we're gonna have a discussion about something called violation of privacy.'' He exclaimed with gritted teeth as he led them back towards were Stiles car had been parked.

After a very long and boring scolding from the sheriff, the two teens was finally allowed back into the beat up jeep on the terms that they drove straight back to the Stilinski house. Mickey who was seated with his forehead resting against the car door window, sighed tiredly, his pale green eyes gacing out on the trees they drove past.

''You think Scott's alright out there?'' He asked Stiles who'd been rather quiet since they'd entered the car, the teen with buzz cut just shrugged as he leaned forward to put on the radio.

''Of course he is, he probably went straight home after my dad caught us.'' He said in a reassuring tone, Mickey decided to believe his friends words. Let himself doze of to the light music from the radio, he was tired and easily fell to sleep.

FOLLOWING DAY BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL

The next day, Mickey had woken up early and went to the Beacon Hills High School earlier then usual. His early arrival mostly because of the assignment he'd been forced to do because he'd failed math last semester and if he didn't want to totally fail out for the entire year, he got the option to get some extra assignments which he took. Anything better than redo a year. So, after leaving his assignment to his math teacher, Mickey walked down the stairs in hope to find one or both of his best friends but stopped when he noticed a lone girl on the schoolyard who seemed rather lost.

''Hey!'' He shouted to get her attention, smiling when she noticed him and gave a shy smile her hands was clutching her jacket close to her body as if nervous. ''You lost or something?'' He asked as he walked up to her, her blush didn't go unnoticed by him.

''You could say that.'' She responded while stroking a strand of hair behind her ear, Mickey hummed as he sat down beside her where she was seated on one of the benches. He noticed her looking through her bag, seemingly rather agitated that she couldn't find what she was searching for.

''Forgot something?'' He felt a little stupid for asking all these question but relaxed when the girl shot him a smile not seeming to be bothered, he then noticed the faint sound of the bell ringing.

''Actually yes, I forgot my pen.'' She said sheepishly while combing back another stray strand of hair of her face, Mickey chuckled as he stood from the bench and held out his hand for her to take.

''I'm Mickey, Mickey Jagger.'' He introduced himself as the girl gave him a puzzled look, his introduction making the girl smile as she took his offered hand.

''That's a really cute name, I'm Allison, Allison Argent.'' She slightly mocked his way of introducing but Mickey just blamed James Bond, smiling he pulled the girl of the bench so she was standing beside him. He had to admit that the girl was really beautiful with dark curly hair, and small facial features. Not to mention her beautiful fair skin and nicely pink lips, she also seemed like a nice person.

''Come on, I'll show ya to the principals' office.'' He said as he started walking backwards, slowly letting go of the girls hand as she smiled and followed after him.

After leaving the new girl, Allison in the safe hands of the principal Mickey started towards his classroom. He was already over ten minutes late when he felt his phone vibrate in his jean pocket, sighing he picked it up and noticed a text from Scott.

From: Scotty

Who was that?

Frowning slightly wondering who was Scott was indicating to before realizing it must be Allison his friend was curious about, Mickey sent back a reply.

To: Scotty

You mean the girl from outside? A new girl going by the name Allison, she's our new classmate.

With the reply sent, Mickey started to get cold feet ongoing to class. Being late to Fat Rogers class was never fun and mostly to always gave you two hours extra school after school day ends, he didn't feel like staying behind. So instead he decided for another option, mainly taking a nap by the lacrosse field on the bleachers.

Stuffing his hands in his black foodie pocket, Mickey headed out of the school building and towards the bleachers. He noticed some of the lacrosse players on the field, practicing tackling and goal makings, they weren't too loud so he figured he'd still be able to sleep.

''Hey Mike!'' One of the players shouted with a wave which Mickey returned with a small smile as he climbed up to the middle of the bleacher where he lied down flat on his back, Right arms up and under his head. Letting out a long yawn, Mickey closed his eyes as he let himself get lulled to sleep by the sounds of teen boys getting exhausted by hard training.

ON THE FIELDS

''But if you play, I won't have anyone to talk to on the bench ! Are you really gonna do that to your best friend?'' Mickey heard Stiles complain as he and Scott walked up to were the still tired teen was now seated on the lower bench were the benched players would be seated, he noticed Stiles instantly smiling when he noticed him on the bench.

''I can't stay out again. My whole life is sitting on the side lines. This season I make first line.'' Scott countered as the two put down their bags beside the bench, Stiles took a seat beside Mickey who was rubbing his eyes in hope to get a little more alert. He noticed Allison walking up to the bleacher with no other than the very hot strawberry blonde Lydia Martins, their eyes met and he offered a tired smile. Allison noticing his tired look, giggled as she put a hand over her mouth and looked back at were Lydia was heading.

''You also got the hots for the new girl?'' Stiles suddenly asked making Mickey turn to look at him with a surprised look, someone else also liked her?

''Too?'' He asked making Stiles snort as he was playing with his lacrosse stick, he seemed bore at the fact that he was once again benched.

''Scott also seemed to be checking her out.'' The buzz cut teen explained making Mickey curse under his breath, great his best friend was also his rival in love.

''Well, I saw her first.'' Mickey argued childishly as he glances towards were Allison was seated on the bleachers, to his dismay her eyes were on Scott. Well, at least they could be friends. He smiled sadly as Stiles put a comforting hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly to tell him that he felt for Mickey. Both friends attention then turned to the field and Scott who their surprise had been positioned as the goal keeper, Mickey couldn't help but to chuckle at his friends unsure expression which then suddenly turned into determination and then pain as the whistle went. He didn't notice that one of the players had already sent a ball flying and when he finally looked up, the ball hit him on the head sending him flying backwards into the goal. It wasn't just Coach who laughed at that, Mickey seriously couldn't stop himself and Stiles elbowed him in the side making him stop but he still chuckled.

''Next time.'' The buzz cut haired boy mumbled as Scott got back to his feet, this time ready for the next shot which he easily caught. The crowd applauded and Mickey smirked. From there on, Scott caught ball after ball making the crowd go crazy. Mickey was amazed over just how much his friend had gotten better just over a summer. His luck continued on until he stood against Jackson Whittemore, the teams current captain. Now, Scott looked nervous. Jackson didn't take long as he sent a really fast and powerful ball right towards the goal, to their all amazement Scott caught it with ease.

''He's my friend! He's my friend!'' Stiles exclaimed as he jumped of the bench in cheer happiness for his friend, Mickey laughed as he looked at his friend who was jumping where he was standing. Scott then backhandedly shot the ball to one of the players, Mickey wasn't really sure what to think of his friends sudden change from worthless to pro.

AFTER SCHOOL

After school had ended Stiles and Scott had headed back to the forest to hind Scott's inhaler which he'd dropped, not really feeling for any more adventures in the forest Mickey had told them he'd just head back home. Stiles had told him that his dad was home so if Mickey felt lonely he could head over to his place, Mickey had just responded that he would think about it and left to head back to his locker where he'd left his math notes.

As he'd take out his notes, Mickey closed his locker and turned around. He didn't notice the shorter girl until he'd walked right into her, his reflexes once again on his side he managed to caught her by the shoulder before she fell flat on her butt.

''I'm really sorry I didn't look where I was going.'' He apologized before noticing who he had walked into, instantly he recognized the dark curly hair and fair skin. ''Allison!'' He grinned as the girl smiled back at him while straightening back up.

''Mickey! Sorry I bumped into you like that.'' She apologies but Mickey just shook his head, finally noticing that he was still holding onto her shoulders. He quickly let is hands fall back to his side as he tried not to blush in embarrassment, Allison just chuckled.

''No, it was I who wasn't watching out.'' He corrected as he scratched the back of his neck, noticing the bag on the girls shoulder. Her hand was holding onto it so it would fall down when they bumped into each other, ''Going home?'' He asked just to change the subject, Allison nodded.

''My dad was going to get me after school but it seems he's busy, so I'll be walking.'' She sighed seeming a little nervous, Mickey understood why. Beacon Hill may be a small town but it still isn't easy to find your way around if you hadn't lived there for long.

''Then come on.'' He smiled while walking past her towards the entrance of the school, Allison quickly caught up to him.

''You go to walk me home?'' She asked with a mysterious glint in her eyes, a smirk on her lips. Mickey couldn't help but return the smirk as he glances down at her.

''What, I'm that bad of a company?'' He teased making her blush, she then giggled and lightly punched him on the shoulder.

''I didn't say that!'' She smiled and they spent the rest of the walk, talking and teasing each other.

ON THE FIELDS

The following day, Mickey was walking towards the lacrosse field to meet up with Stiles and Scott. Stiles had text him the day before saying that they'd met this guy named Derek Hale out in the forest and also that Derek Hale had found Scott's inhaler and given it back. It wasn't really a exciting found but Mickey knew that Scott and Stiles knew more then they'd told and Mickey sure didn't like that he had missed out on so much information, he needed to stop being so lazy.

''It was a wolf...'' Mickey heard Stiles mutter after a leaving Scott, feeling sorry for his best friend who'd just gotten ignored, Mickey gripped his friends shoulder while smiling down at him. Stiles returned the smile as Mickey sat down beside him.

''So, What's the news?'' Mickey asked in a slightly stern tone, he didn't want any half assed answers and he wanted the truth. Stiles seemed to get the message as he rubbed the back of his head, trying to come up on a way to start the explanation.

''Well, you remember the night we went out to the forest and my dad sent you and I back home?'' He started and Mickey nodded, he sure remembered. Stiles sighed as he continued, ''Scott explained for me yesterday that when he'd made his way back out of the forest, something attacked him. More exactly, it bit him.'' He explained making Mickey frown.

''What bit him?'' He asked, pale green meeting liquor brown eyes.

''That's what we've been wondering and that's were my new findings comes in but Scott refused to listen.'' Stiles muttered as he spared a glare towards Scott's direction, Mickey just rolled his eyes.

''What new finding?'' His question snapping Stiles attention back to their conversation.

''I heard my dad on the phone. They found animal hair on the body and you're not gonna believe which animal it was!'' He started clearly excited but Mickey didn't get it.

''Well?'' Mickey asked, waiting for Stiles to just say it. The later huffed at his friends response.

''It was a wolf!'' So that's what Stiles was muttering about when Mickey arrived, the pale green eyed teen nodded before turning his attention to the field were Scott suddenly made a pirouette over one of the players before scoring, everyone started to applaud and amazement.

''I guess that has something to do with Scott's new athletic side?'' Mickey concluded as he watched Stiles expression, they both were on the same page. Either Scott was taking some serious steroids or something else was seriously wrong, a person can't change that much just over a night.

STILINSKI'S HOUSE

Lying on his best friends bed, surprise ya'll he's fully awake! Mickey was lying on his back with his nose in one of Stiles many comic books, this one being about Superman. He could clearly hear Stiles from were the buzz cut haired teen was seated by the desk, tapping away on his computer about what he'd said 'lycanthropy' which apparently was the Latin name for werewolf. Mickey had left it at that and returned to reading about Clark saving Louise from the evil looking villain he'd forgotten the name of, it was a truly fascinating story. His concentration was cut as there was a sudden knock on the door, Mickey looked up from his book to see Stiles walking up to open the door were Scott was standing.

''Get in. You have to see this. I've been up all night, reading, websites, books, all those things...'' Stiles started as he closed the door behind Scott who walked in with a huge smile on his face, Stiles quickly walked past him to return to his computer which he'd shut but opened as he kept on his explanation.

''How much Adderal did you have today?'' Scott asked as he followed Stiles jumpy movements, Mickey too looked at Stiles before turning his gace to Scott.

''A lot.'' He stated before returning to his comic book, Stiles just waved the question of.

''Doesn't matter. Just listen.'' He commanded as he turned back, searching through a pile of papers on his desk. Scott did as told and sat down on the bed, careful not to accidentally sit down on Mickeys legs. Mickey feeling a little nice today, scooted closer to the wall to give his friend space to sit.

''Is this about the body? Did you find who it is?'' He asked while putting down his bag which he'd brought, on the floor in front of the bed just as Stiles turned back around with his papers.

''No, they still question people. Even Derek Hale.'' Stiles answered while rolling on his chair so he was closer to were Scott was seated on the bed, the later leaned forward slightly as he seemed more curious.

''The guy on the woods?'' Mickey asked from where he was still having his nose in the comic book, his tone sounded absent but he was still listening, tired of always missing out on the latest news.

''Yeah, but that's not it, okay?!'' Stiles exclaimed with wild hand movements making Mickey looked up, even he was getting curious.

''What then?'' Scott asked wanting to know what had their friend so hyper.

''Remember the joke of the other day ? It's not a joke anymore.'' Mickey looked between his two best friends with a raised eyebrow, Scott looked like he didn't really understand where Stiles was going with this, ''The wolf, the bite in the woods! Do you know why a wolf howls?'' Stiles exclaimed with even more hand movements, Mickey was now totally lost.

''It's a signal, right?'' Mickey guessed as Scott seemed equally lost, Stiles nodded as his answer was right.

''It's a signal. When a wolf is alone and howls, he signals his location to the rest of the pack! So if you heard it, maybe you're not the only one, maybe there's a all pack of wolves.'' By this time, Stiles was on his feet trying to get his message through his two unintelligent friends heads. Scott gasped as if he suddenly understood.

''A all pack of wolves?'' He asked with a slight frown, Mickey really didn't get what they were going at. Had a pack of wolves killed the girl in the woods and cut her in half?

''No, werewolves...'' Stiles sighed, puzzled if Scott really did understand what he was talking about or if he was as out in the dark as Mickey who by this time had returned to his comic book. There's just so much information a guy can take each night, don't wanna get a headache.

''Are you seriously wasting my time with this ? You know I'm picking up Allison in an hour.'' Scott complained as he too stood, the name Allison getting Mickey's attention. He's picking her up?

''Like a date?'' He asked but his two friends ignored him as Stiles continued.

''We saw you on the fields today Scott. What you did wasn't just amazing, alright? It was impossible!'' Stiles stuttered as he put a hand on Scott's chest to stop him from walking out the door, Mickey glanced at the to with a frown hoping this wouldn't escalate.

''I just made a good shot.'' Scott argued as he once again made it for the door but Stiles stopped him.

''No, you made an incredible shot! I mean, the way you move, the speed, the reflexes! People can't just do that over a night! And there's the vision and the senses and you don't use your inhaler anymore...'' The buzz cut haired teen exclaimed as he once again put a hand to Scott chest, stopping the other from leaving the room. He then snatched the bag which Scott had taken from the bed, Stiles threw it back on the bed hitting Mickey on the side.

''Stiles!'' Mickey growled as he kicked the bag of him, his pale green eyes glaring daggers at Stiles.

''Hey, dude! I can't think about this now, we'll talk tomorrow.'' Scott huffed but Stiles would have none of that.

''No! What? No! The full moon is tonight!'' The buzz cut haired teen said whit wild hand movements as he stood in front of Scott, Mickey started to think that this nigh wouldn't have anymore comfy silent hours.

''Don't you get it? What are you trying to do? I made first line, I have a date with the girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me, everything in my life is somehow perfect, why are you trying to ruin it?'' Scott whined as he looked pleading glare at Stiles, the later ignoring him as he once again sat down and rummaged through his papers before taking up a small pile.

''I'm trying to help! You're cursed, Scott. You know and it's not just that the moon will cause you to physically change, it's also just so happens to be when your blood lost will be at its peak.'' Stiles said with a sad tone while leaning back in his chair as he turned to look up at Scott, the later was looking down at him with an unreadable look on his face but mickey got curious.

''Bloodlust?'' He asked with a raised eyebrow from his position on the bed, this conversation was really interesting.

''Yeah, his urge to kill.'' Stiles explained with a shrug.

''I'm already starting to an urge to kill someone, Stiles.'' Scott mocked as he shot a pointed look down at Stiles, Mickey just rolled his eyes. Stiles ignored the mocking comment as he once again turned back to rummage through the things on his desk, which in Mickey's opinion should be cleaned up.

''You have to hear this.'' Stiles said while leaning forward to pull forward a book.''The change is caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse. I've never seen someone raising your pulse like Allison does ! You've got to cancel this date. I call her right now.'' Stiles finished with walking up to Scott bag and rummaged through it until he found the guys phone.

''What are you doing?'' Scott asked with annoyance clear in his tone.

''I am canceling the date.'' Stiles got out just as Scott gripped hold of him.

''No! Give me that!'' He shouts as he suddenly slams Stiles into the wall and draw back his fist as if he's getting ready to hit the other, that's when Mickey got of the bed and quickly ran over to grip hold of Scott's arm.

''Eye, calm down Scott!'' He shouted, he didn't know if Scott really had intention on hitting Stiles but he wasn't just gonna lie there as his best friends fought each other with fists. Scott seemed to get back to his senses and instead of hitting Stiles, He slammed his fist into the chair which flew to the floor with a 'crash'. His breathing was really heavy as he finally looked back up at Stiles, realizing just what had happened.

''I'm sorry... I'm gonna get ready for that party...'' He hurriedly apoligies as he grabbed his bag from the bed, ''I'm sorry...'' he said again before hurrying out the door. Both Stiles and Mickey watched him go in shock, none of the two could grasp on what had happened. Mickey then slumped back down on the bed with a huff as Stiles walked forward to returned the chair to its former location.

''Shit.'' He muttered getting Mickey attention, looking at the chair where Scott had punched it. The chair had scratch marks.

LATER AT THE STILINSKI'S HOUSE

Sleeping soundly on Stiles very soft and fluffy bed, Mickey let out a satisfied huff as he rolled over to lie on his stomach with both arms under the pillow. The room was completely quiet as the sheriff was on duty and Stiles had headed over to the party every teenager in high school had gone. Well, every teenager except the ever so tired Mickey who was fast asleep on his best friends bed. Nothing would be able to ruin his perfect sleep, except for the sound of his vibrating phone on the nightstand. Groaning and without opening his eyes, Mickey lazily searched the nightstand for his phone which took him over five tries before his hand finally touched his phone.

''What!?'' He didn't even try to hide his annoyance as he put the phone against his ear but quickly held it away as a very high sounding voice came through.

''Mickey! I need you to go over to the Argent's house!'' Came Stiles voice, the normally cheery teen sounded frustrated and worried.

''Why?'' Mickey asked as he swung his legs of the bed and searched the room for his foodie, it was hard as the room was dark and his eyes tired.

''Well because of the full moon, Scott's turning and he's after Allison who apparently has been kidnapped by Derek Hale!'' Mickey didn't get it but by the sound of Stiles tone, he guessed it was important that he went over to see to Allison and make sure that the girl had come home safely from the party.

''Emm, sure.'' He finally said and got a quick 'Good' from Stiles before the call ended, Mickey just sighed as he finally found his foodie and he headed out into the night.

ARGENT'S HOUSE

With his hand stuffed deep down his pockets, Mickey ran up the stairs to the Argent's porch and knocked on the door. He only needed to wait a little more then a minute before a woman with short red hair opened the door, one eyebrow raised as she looked him up waiting for an explanation.

''Hi, Mrs Argent... I'm a friend of your daughter. Is she home?'' He asked while shifting on his legs nervously, this woman sure had a nerve wrecking stare. The woman just nodded as she turned around towards the stairs.

''Allison! It's for you.'' She shouted up the stairs and not long after did the beautiful dark brown curly haired girl with fair skin on the top of the stairway. She was clothed in a white button up and grayish-blue jeans, at seeing him standing there she smiled warmly. Mickey returned the smile as he watched he hurries down the stairs to where he stood.

''Mickey, what are you doing here?'' She was still smiling warmly as she offered him to come inside into the warm, Mickey hesitated but stepped in so the cold air from outside wouldn't get into the house.

''Just wanted to make sure you got back safely.'' He admitted noticing the girl frown, probably angry at Scott for leaving her at the party.

''Scott sent you?'' She asked as they walked up the stairs, Mickey guessed she was leading him to her room. Even thought she was walking in front of him, Mickey shrugged.

''Partly but also because I wanted to see you.'' Mickey explained as he stepped through the doorway, stepping into a pink-beige colored room with calm colors. A two doored closet on one of the walls, a desk on the other and a large bed almost in the middle of the room. Mickey had to admit, it was a girly room and he felt a little out of place.

''Take a seat.'' Allison smiled as she gave him a light push towards the bed, Mickey not one to be told twice sat down on the bed and fell backwards so only his legs was dangling from the edge of the bed. His eyes instantly closing and a smile spread on his lips as he heard Allison chuckle at his sudden change from shy to overly homey in her room.

''I can't believe Scott just left me like that.'' Allison suddenly huffed as she too sat down on the bed, facing Mickey as she had her back leaning against her pile of pillows. Mickey bit down on his lower lip, not really knowing what to respond to that.

''He got his reasons, he wouldn't leave you like that without a damn good reason.'' He tried to reassure her, slightly wincing as he knew that he was saving his rival in love from getting hated. It was really hard being both best friends and loving the same girl, Mickey hated it.

''You think so?'' She asked, not sounding really that convinced. Mickey just nodded, starting to drift of. He knew that falling asleep in Allisons bed wouldn't look very good but he was so tired, the fact that Allison suddenly pulled on his arm to come closer didn't help. In the end, Mickey gave in and crawled up enough so he was lying properly on the bed with his head on the pillows, sighing happily as Allison started gently playing with his black stained blonde hair.

''Thank you, Mickey.'' Was the last words he heard before falling asleep where he lied.

HIGH SCHOOL

Waking up had sure been a new experience for Mickey as he'd never woken up with his love interest snuggled against his chest but it was when they both woke up enough to realize their position, it got awkward. But in the end, they'd just laughed it of and Mickey had returned home to his own house to get changed before heading to school. The day went on slowly but he was still happy, he and Allison had texted each other the whole day and had also made plans for the next day. Mickey smiled as he looked at their latest text.

From: Allison A.

You really do have a cute expression when you sleep.

Her text had made hum blush five shades of red, Mickey cute? And people live on Mars, Mickey chuckled but stopped when he noticed Scott and Allison talking to each other close to the parking lot.

''Can you just trust me on this one?'' Scott asked with his puppy eye look, Allison didn't look fully convinced.

''Am I gonna regret this?'' She asked with a half smile.

''Probably...'' Scott said and they both chuckled, ''So is that a yes, you give me a second change?'' He asked carefully and to Mickey's dismay, Allison smiled.

''Definitely yes...'' She responded and they both started to lean forward but a person suddenly hooted so the two quickly pulls apart, Mickey didn't know if he should laugh of cry. He then noticed Allison's father drive up in his black car and not longer, Allison also noticed.

''It's my dad, I'd better go.'' She said with an apologetic smile before hurrying to her awaiting father. Mickey once again started notice and noticed Allison suddenly looking over at him, just seeing him she smiled brightly and waved. Mickey returned the smile as he waved back, his eyes locking with Chris which he greeted with a nod. Chris returned the nod before driving away, Mickey walked to Scott so they could go home together.