I apologize, this is a short chapter but I feel it works the best. Hope I haven't lost any readers. I've been working on my other story and I kind of had writers block for this one. So, here ya are. Enjoy.

Song: Two Against One-Danger Mouse & Daniel Luppi

"Stiles! Maine!" I heard scout shout before thundering up the stairs. I sat up looking at Stiles who was still passed out. Jumping out of my sleeping bag I made it to the door yanking it open as Scott was about to open his mouth again. Slapping a hand across mouth I shoved him backwards and pulled him down the stairs.

"Maine, what the he…." He begun

"Shhhhh! Stiles is finally asleep." I whispered. "Scott, I'm going to need your help. I know who the alpha is." I watched as his jaw dropped.

"You know? How? Who is it?" He asked astonished.

"Look, I ran into him in the woods today. He's injured, though I doubt for long. He'll heal quickly, if he hasn't already. Either way, its Derek's uncle. I caught a familiar scent under his nasty smell. It's the same as Derek. Plus I did some research on Stiles computer, not to mention that he's a book of information in itself." I sighed. "I'm going looking for Derek tonight. And I need your help." He nodded still trying to take in what I had just laid in his lap. "We have to find him before the full moon Scott. Now, I can make the shift into full wolf, but I need you to be able to shift also." He looked at me confused. "You'll be at your strongest then."

"Ok, but how are we going to find Derek and avoid the alpha? I mean Derek's uncle. Better yet, what do you think Derek's going to do when he finds out it's his uncle?"

"I don't know what he's going to do. But I'll worry about that when we get to it. Right now, we need to figure out a plan. And I think I might I have one." I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs and quickly shut up.

"Scott? What are you doing here?" Stiles asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey man! I'm glad to see you're alright." Scott gave him a quick hug and Stiles grunted. "Sorry man. I forgot." Stiles nodded before looking at Scott then me suspiciously.

"Alright, something is going on. What is it?" I smiled innocently but Scott fidgeted and started stuttering. Way to go Scott. Where was that calm and collective liar at the hospital? "Guys, tell me. There is no way I'm going to be left out of this." I glanced at the kitchen clock. 4:00 pm. Grabbing Stiles by the hand I led him to the kitchen table and explained everything. "That actually makes sense." Stiles stated, his eyebrows raised, and nodding. "So what are we going to do?"

"Whoa whoa whoa. We? I don't think so. Stiles you just about lost your life. No way in hell are you going out there." I looked to Scott for confirmation but he was no help. Instead he just stared hopelessly at his friend.

"Well to damn bad. You've both had your werewolf asses kicked and I'm not about to let you go out there alone." I heard the silent plea as I stared into his eyes. Caving, I decided to work him in into the plan. He smiled, clearly excited, and moved over to one of the cabinets pulling out a pill bottle.

"Stiles, what are you taking?" I asked.

"Adderall." He said about to pop one in his mouth.

"No. The doctor said no Adderall. As did your dad."

"Doctor smoctor! And I need it. Or else I'll be all over the place." He popped it without the use of water.

"Stiles."

"Maine." He retorted. I gave him a big sigh before motivating them both.

"Stiles, you know what to do. Scott, you're with me. Now make that call." We would wait till sundown, giving us a better edge. This is it. I sent up a tiny prayer to let everything go as planned and prayed that Derek was alright.

Hope you enjoyed. I promise more soon. Review.