Luna was a walking down her road in pure bliss, even though it was a cloudy day and the atmosphere around her wasn't as positive as she felt. The party from the night before was still replaying in her mind. She loved every moment of it and she had spoken to so many people, just as she wanted to do. Suddenly, Luna heard a small cough behind her and already knew who it was. "Oh, hi again," she beamed once she glanced over her shoulder and saw Isaac walking behind her. He jogged a little to get to where she was walking.

"Hey. What's up?" he panted once he was next to her.

"Nothing, just off to the shops," Luna shrugged ever so casually. But she knew that her heart was beating hard against her chest as Isaac's presence began to overwhelm her slightly. "My mum just wanted-" Both she and Isaac stopped walking abruptly as they slowly came across what appeared to be a huge crime scene in the middle of the road with the red and yellow tape cordoning off all public access. There were a numerous amount of policemen and forensic scientists there doing their job.

"What the hell is this?" Isaac frowned, trying to get a better look at what was going on. Luna noticed Stiles' father in the middle of it all with his hands on his hips and his face scrunched up in confusion. Luna waved her hand quickly, hoping to catch his attention – which luckily, she did. He quickly made his way over to them both.

"Hey Luna," he sighed with a nod.

"Hey Sheriff Stilinski…is uh…everything okay? I mean obviously it's not but…" Isaac raised his eyebrows and stayed silent, letting Luna take control.

"Sadly I can't tell you what's going on. Partly because I'm not even too sure myself yet but…" Sheriff Stilinski trailed off with another tired sigh and dragged his knuckles across his forehead. "Anyway, sorry to tell you kids but this is a sectioned off area, so maybe you should go around to get to…well wherever you were planning on going."

"Did someone die?" Isaac suddenly asked him, crossed his arms. Luna jumped, almost forgetting he was there.

"Yes," Sheriff Stilinski confirmed. "But again, that's all I can say." Luna got the idea – this was clearly the wrong time. She spontaneously grabbed Isaac's hand and began to drag him away.

"Okay, we'll leave you to it. Good luck!" she attempted to give him a smile.

"Thanks Luna, tell your mother I said hello. And tell Stiles that I'm sorry but I'll be working late today," Sheriff Stilinski nodded to her as she got further and further away from the crime scene.

"Ah that's a shame. I will!" Luna waved before they disappeared completely back down the road they came from. Isaac couldn't help but smirk at the fact that they were still holding hands.

"So, are my hands that inviting?" he suddenly chuckled into the comfortable silence. Luna stared at him in confusion before suddenly realising what he meant and letting go of him at the speed of lightening.

"I'm so sorry!" she gasped, flushing a bright tomato red. Isaac just burst out laughing and shook his head.

"No it's fine. I wasn't exactly complaining," he pointed out playfully as he continued to walk down the road with her.

"Dad?" Stiles blinked after he picked up his phone. Scott glanced over from across his bedroom, just as confused. Stiles' dad never usually called him unless it was a major problem.

"Hey son. I just wanted to check in on you. Make sure you were alright I guess…" Sheriff Stilinski began a little uncomfortably. Stiles frowned even deeper and rested his head on his hand.

"I'm fine dad…w-why?" he asked him seriously.

"No reason. Did Luna tell you that I'd be home late today?"

"Luna?" Scott mouthed to Stiles, clearly overhearing the conversation with his heightened senses.

"What? Why would Luna tell me that? Did you see her or something?" Stiles quizzed his father.

"Yeah, I saw her today with her boyfriend," Sheriff Stilinski revealed absentmindedly. Scott raised his eyebrows.

"Boyfriend?!" Stiles yelped, almost falling backwards in the shock of it all. "Who's her boyfriend? She never told me she had a boyfriend? She doesn't HAVE a boyfriend-"

"Well it could've been a boy that was just her friend Stiles, does it really matter?" Sheriff groaned down the line.

"Who was this guy? And how tall was he-" Stiles didn't stop, he was on a complete roll rambling on and on.

"I don't know Stiles. He had high cheekbones, kinda tall, pretty guy actually…"

"Isaac," Scott and Stiles said at the exact same time.

"They were together together?" Stiles mumbled more to himself than anyone else.

"I mean…they could've been?"

"Dad, you're a sheriff, this is your job, you couldn't give me a better description?" Stiles grunted.

"Well they were holding hands- Stiles, WHY is this so important?" Sheriff Stilinski suddenly asked. Stiles got up and threw his phone on the bed, placing his hands behind his head and beginning to pace the room.

"It's not! It's not," he managed to blurt out. "I'll uh…I'll talk to you later dad." Scott took this as the right time to hang up for him before looking up at Stiles in blatant confusion.

"What was that all about?" he hissed. Stiles shrugged and collapsed back onto the bed again.

"Nothing I guess. I just wasn't expecting her to date…him…" he trailed off awkwardly. Scott raised an eyebrow.

"You're totally in love with her aren't you?" he chuckled. Stiles shot him a look.

"Scott, don't. She's my best friend. I haven't seen her in a long, and I mean a longgggg time. No I'm not 'in love' with her, come on," he rolled his eyes and lay down properly. Scott bit down on his bottom lip, unsure of whether he should tell Stiles what he felt when he first met Luna. But before he could even make up his mind, Stiles had already seen his face. "No, no no," he groaned as he sat up straight again.

"No what?" Scott sighed.

"No as in I've seen that face before and it means you're hiding something. What is it? Do you like her? She's a pretty girl I mean I'm not mad at ya….but I don't think Allison would be too pleased but…" Stiles broke off once he saw Scott's face. "S-sorry, continue talking. I won't interrupt this time. I mean I'll try not to anyway."

"I'm not jumping to conclusions Stiles, so hear me out alright?" Scott began hesitantly, looking straight at his best friend. Stiles' face went into one of panic but he nodded anyway. "But…when I first met Luna, I felt something." Stiles clapped his hands together and leapt up again.

"I KNEW IT! GOD I knew it," he yelped, beginning to pace the room all over again. He spun around to face Scott. "Like I said, I'm not mad! I just don't think that you guys would-"

"NOT like that Stiles," Scott spoke over him, making Stiles stop deas in his tracks.

"E-excuse me?" he stuttered.

"Not in that way. I mean…I felt something," Scott stressed. Stiles felt the colour drain from his face as he realised exactly what he meant.

"No way," he let out a weak laugh. "There's no way. No. Get it outta your head Scott McCall – Luna is not a werewolf. Stop it." Scott clenched his jaw and shook his head again which confused Stiles to the point where he felt like he was going to pass out. "What, why're you shaking your head? What's that supposed to mean?"

"She wasn't a wolf. But she definitely…she definitely wasn't…" Scott chewed on his bottom lip.

"Wasn't WHAT?" Stiles stressed.

"Human," Scott finished quietly, watching the pale Stiles slowly slide down the wall and onto the floor in a mix of shock, fear and anxiety.

"You have GOT to be kidding me."

A/N: Hello! I am back, I know I say that everytime but I think I mean it now! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I made it longer to make up for my lack of posting. Love you guys