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When Jules made it back home she couldn't contain the smile on her face, as she and Brett finally kissed and she couldn't even find words to describe it. Her heart felt like it was doing flips and the warmth of her cheeks wouldn't leave her.

Her smile fell however, when she found her Mom sitting in the kitchen quietly. "Mom, are you okay." She asks her, putting her hand in her Moms shoulder. "We'll talk when Scott gets here." Melissa tells her in a monotone voice. Sooner or later, Scott made his way through the door.

"Hey, sorry I'm back so late. I was closing up the Animal Clinic. I got more hours to earn a little extra..." He begins slowly realizing Melissa had found the stash of money hidden under his bed. "...money."

"How much more did you need?" She asks him standing up for her chair. "This is payment from the dead pool. I found it in Garrett's locker." He tells her. "This belongs to Derek? So you're just keeping it safe for him in a gym bag underneath your bed?" Melissa asks him—Jules standing in the corner not knowing what to say as she didn't even know about the money either.

"How long have you had it?" She asks him. "Too long." Says Scott looking down in disappointment . "You know you have to give it back?" Melissa tells him.

"I was going to." He answers her. "Do I want to know why you haven't?" She asks him—Jules finally stepping up. "Well isn't it obvious Mom?." Jules says walking closer to them. "It's because of you." She tells her.

"Me? You mean because we've been struggling a little?" Melissa asks her. "Mom, we've been struggling a lot, we notice these things even if we don't talk about them." Jules tells her. "Scott...Jules, you can save people's lives. But you cannot save them from life. Life is full of struggles."

"But it doesn't have to be." Scott interrupts.

"Honey."

"Do you know what just one of these can do? This gets us a new roof. And this pays for Stiles' MRI.
This pays for Eichen House. And this one means you don't have to work the double shift at the hospital and come home totally exhausted." Scott tells her as he grabs stack of the cash—Melissa gulping as she grabs another stack. "What about this one." She says showing them the stack covered in blood.

Jules and Scott were left not knowing what to say. Melissa smiled at how much her kids worried about her. "You have to give the money back, we may be struggling but as long as we're a family we can get through this." Melissa tells them as she brings them in for a hug with Jules and Scott both laying their heads on her shoulders. "You two seriously need to get some sleep, you have an early morning practice tomorrow remember." She tells them pulling away and patting their heads even though Scott was taller than her.

"You know we love you right?" Scott asks her. "Of course I do, I love you both, you don't need to worry about me okay? Now go get some sleep." She tells them pushing them up towards their room.

"Goodnight Mom." They both say to her. "Goodnight." She says back to them Scott and Jules hugging before making it to their rooms. Jules walked into her dark room, wondering how things could get any better.

When she turns the light on, she sees Brett standing by her window, she almost screamed until Brett puts his finger up to his mouth, telling her to be quiet. She punches him in the shoulder before before hugging him and pulling back slightly to look at him.

"What are you doing here." She tells him as he puts his hands around his waist, pulling her closer. "I wanted to see you." He tells her, digging his face into her neck. "You just saw me." She says giggling, Brett feeling the vibrations of her laugh. "Yeah well sue me for wanting to see you." He says laughing into her neck.

"I don't mind." She tells him Brett raising his head up to look at her, noticing the moon made her eyes shine even brighter than they already did. Brett leaning down to kiss her, feeling Jules smile against his lips. "I'm never gonna get enough of that." He says as he pulls away from her.

Jules running her hands through his hair, as she smiles at the thought of being able to kiss Brett more and more. "Do you...Do you wanna stay over?" She asks him. "I mean since you've already made your way in here, might as well stay."

"Yeah, I'd love to." He tells her, jumping in her bed and Jules proceeding to do the same. "This could be our thing y'know, me sneaking in through your window, us talking or sleeping...or something else." He says with a smirk. "Yeah we could definitely do that." Jules tells him as he pulls her close, Jules laying her head on his chest while he plays with her hair. "But for tonight we're gonna have to sleep because I have morning practice for the big game." She tells him.

"I don't know why you would need practice, Devenford is obviously gonna win, I mean we won last time." He tells her teasingly. "I also recall last time you almost got killed by two teenagers so..." She says as Brett puts his hand on his chest feeling offended. "Yeah well, we'll settle this on the field McCall." He says kissing her forehead and closing his eyes. "Yeah yeah...Goodnight Talbot."

"Goodnight McCall."

***

Game day couldn't have come faster, and to say Jules was feeling nervous wasn't even the half of it. Scott had texted both her and Stiles saying that him and Kira were going to be late, and that didn't help Jules' nerves. Jules was even more nervous that they were going against Devenford, yeah she was going against her boyfriend but she wanted to win.

"Everything's fine. I got a text from him this morning and he said he might be a little late." Stiles says to Jules and Liam as they walk into the locker room carrying their gear. "Well, how late is late? Is he always late? We're playing Devenford Prep again and this time it's an actual game. He shouldn't be late." Liam says quickly, his nerves showing themselves on his face.

"Who shouldn't be late?" Coach says interrupting their conversation. "Scott and Kira." Liam answers him. "They might be slightly late." Jules adds

"Slightly late is still late. What are they doing?" Coach asks them. "They're doing something that's going to make them slightly late." Stiles says scratching his neck. "What could Scott and Kira be doing right now that's more important than playing in the first game?" He asks them, the three teens looking at each other with wide eyes.

"Oh, Coach."

***

"They're still not here." Liam says looking at the crowd. "Okay, what's really going on? Are you nervous about the full moon? It's not for another 24 hours." Stiles tells him as Liam turns his head up to look at the moon. "Liam, you're gonna be fine. Okay?Just try not to rage out on anyone." Stiles reassured him.

"You're not worried?" Liam asks Jules and Stiles. "Okay, I'm mildly concerned. Mildly." Stiles says taking out his phone and texting Scott again. "We're gonna lose without him." Liam tells them, Jules rolling her eyes at the boys clear lack of optimism.

"No, we're not. We can be just as good without Scott. Okay? I've been practicing. Let me tell you something. I'm getting good. Really good." He says, Jules looking at the crowd seeing Malia was calling her over.

"What's up with you, I can smell your nervousness." Malia tells her. "It's just that Scott and Kira are late, and Brett kissed me the other day and now we're together and now thinking about it I just realized Coach said he would put me in second line if I was dating the enemy cause apparently he's watched the Harry Potter franchise, and Liams nervous too, which isn't helping me with my nerves and God I need to take a breather." Jules rants to the other girl as Malia begins to smile. "Why are you looking at me like that." Jules asks her. "My kid sister Kylie, you remind me of her." Malia tells her as Jules smiles at her. "Besides Jules, I've seen you on the field and you're good, really good. You have nothing to be nervous about and I'm sure Scott and Kira are just too preoccupied making out with each other." Malia tells her, making Jules laugh. "Now go out there and kick their prep school asses." She tells her pushing her towards the field as Coach rings his whistle.

The game had started and even though Stiles bragged about how good he'd gotten he fell to the floor during the first five seconds and when he stood up, three Devenford players ended up knocking him to the floor. Jules and Liam kneel next to him as he takes off his helmet, out of breath.

"Yeah I'm gonna call Scott again." He tells them as the younger teens nod in agreement as they help him up. Jules noticing Brett had been looking at her from across the field. Brett immediately winking at her when they made eye contact which made Jules roll her eyes.

"All right. Neither of them are answering." Stiles tells them as they sit in the bench. "I gotta go see what's going on." He finishes.

"You're leaving? What are you going to tell Coach?" Liam asks him as they all turn to look at Coach who was screaming due to the results on the scoreboard.

"Stupid! Stupid old..." He screams through his clipboard to the ground. "Uh, you don't tell him anything. Okay? Liam, you're gonna be okay. All right?" Stiles tells him.

"Liam! Jules! Get on the field!" Coach screams at them, the two teens making their way onto the field. Liam and Brett making their way to the middle, waiting for the whistle. Liam managing to get the ball from Brett but losing it when a Devenford player hit Liams stick with his.

The Devenford player making a pass to Brett who was now running to score another point. Liam running to catch up with them but stopping. Jules ran ahead of him but stopped to turn back at him. Liam having a look of fear on his face as he stood there. "Liam, for the love of God, move!" Coach yells at him as Brett scores another point.

"Liam what's wrong." Jules asks, smelling the fear on him. "Nothing, nothing let's just keep playing" He tells her running to the middle of the field for another play. Brett taking off his helmet to look at her, in a way asking her what was wrong, but Jules simply shrugging her shoulder and nodding her head telling him that she didn't know.

Liam managed to get the ball again in their next play, Jules hearing the crowd cheer for him as he ran. But it seemed Brett had other plans as he runs up to Liam knocking him to the floor. "What the hell did you do that for?" Liam asks him while he takes off his helmet.

"Because you're afraid. I can smell it on you from across the field. Are you hurt?" Brett asks him.

"No."

"Are you still alive?" He asks.

"Obviously."

"Then get up." Brett tells him with determination. "You good to play?" The referee asks Liam as he stands up. "You planning on pulling something like that again?" He proceeds to asks Brett.

"Only if I have to." Brett says smirking at him and then to Jules as she nods her head amused by the situation.

***

"You okay?" Brett asks Liam as Jules waits outside the locker room. "We lost." Liam tells him. "But you're okay, right?" Brett asks him.

"Why'd you do that? Why'd you help me?" Liam asks him. "Because of Scott and Jules. They saved me. They saved all of us. Do you know how lucky you are?" Brett tells Liam.

"What do you mean?" Liam asks.

"Scott's a True Alpha. That means he didn't get his power because he was born with it. He didn't get it by stealing or killing someone. He earned it. And even through all the shit Jules went through she still wanted to keep fighting. She almost died trying to save Lori. You're not strong just because you can lift a lot of weight now. You're strong because you endure. Satomi calls it strength of character. You're lucky to have them." He finishes about to walk out before Liam says something that makes him stop.

"Treat her right." Liam tells him. "What?" Brett asks him walking back in. "Oh c'mon you two make it so obvious. You told me I'm lucky to have them but you're especially lucky to have her. Don't hurt her or I swear to god I'll come for you myself." Liam finishes.

"I don't plan on it." Brett tells him walking out and leaving Liam alone in the locker room. Jules' head turning up as Brett walked out opening his arms out to hug her. "You okay?" He asks her as they begin walking outside, Brett putting his arm around Jules' shoulder as she leans into him. "Stiles texted me telling him to meet at Derek's loft...and I have a bad feeling." She tells him.

"What do you mean by bad feeling?" he asks her making their way to his car. "I don't know but somethings wrong with Scott...I can feel it." She finishes, looking up at him. "Cmon the faster we get to Derek's the faster we'll know if somethings up." He tells her, both of them getting inside his car and driving off to Derek's.

Once reaching his place they walk inside seeing the windows destroyed and glass scattered all over the floor. Jules' eyes widening as she covers her mouth in shock seeing the state of Derek's loft. Brett pulling her in for a hug as he takes in his surroundings "What the hell happened?" Stiles says walking in with his Dad.

"It was supposed to be a date." Derek tells them. "They were both here?" Jules asks him, worry evident in her voice. "And they're both gone." Braden tells her as Stiles' phone begins to vibrate, the older boy taking it out and answering it.

"Hey." He starts. "Scott's been taken." Jules could hear Lydia say from the other end. "Scott and Kira. We just don't know where." Stiles adds. "Mexico." They hear Deaton say.

"And if you want to save his life, that's where you're going too."

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