It took Mellissa a while to get the twins to unmerge, but eventually, they were fast asleep. With a sigh, she went upstairs to find that Scott had made her a cup of tea. It was colder than she would like, but warm enough to take her mind off what had happened for a moment or two. She leaned back against the fridge. Silently, she wondered what she had gotten herself in for with so many wolves running around.

000

The following morning, she was still worried about the twins. But now, it wasn't about the fact that they were in her house. She was worried that their mother might show up and harass them. Another part of her mind shot back 'but you are their mother.' Mellissa tensed for a second, wondering where that thought had come from. She didn't care though. She hummed as she put another sausage on to cook. They were her boys, she reasoned. She could handle Vickie. She hoped. She sighed and went into the hall.

"Get your butt's in motion, breakfast is almost done," she hollered.

She was just sliding the last sausage onto a plate when Adrianna came into the room, rubbing a towel on her wet hair.

"How do you put up with four sweaty boys?" she grumped at her mother. Mellissa laughed.

"I'm a nurse, honey. I've smelled things that are a lot worse. Trust me; you don't want to deal with a drunk who had slept in a dumpster for three days with no toilet facilities."

Adrianna made a face like she was going to puke.

"That is the general reaction," Mellissa informed her.

Another few minutes passed before Isaac and Scott came trooping in. They didn't speak. They just inhaled their breakfasts. Mellissa would have told them to have manners, but it was pointless at this time of the morning. She glanced at her watch. She began counting down under her breath.

"Five, four, three, two, one," she breathed, and then Stiles came sliding through the window.

"Hey, Mrs. McCall," he said, throwing his arms around her.

"Top of the oven, the one with the extra mushrooms," she informed him with a smile.

"Yummy," Stiles said.

Eventually, Ethan and Aiden came in, looking a little sheepish. They didn't make eye contact. She placed the two largest plates in front of them when they sat down and kissed the top of their heads.

"Thanks mom," they mumbled with their eyes downcast.

Everyone was watching her, waiting. They were trying not to be obvious about it. Mellissa smiled and ruffled the twin's hair.

"What's a mother for?" she asked

000

It was a busy day at the hospital, and Mellissa was glad her shift was almost over. Truthfully, she was tired of the new nurses she had to train in. Scott and the pack were easier to keep in line. Mellissa had just poured herself a cup of coffee when Doctor Delancy stuck his head around the door of the nurse's office.

"Nurse McCall, Doctor Deaton is here for his shots. Would you mind giving them to him? I've got a Sheriff's Deputy waiting on a physical."

Mellissa sighed and walked into an examination room. Dr. Deaton was humming softly to himself. They didn't speak until Mellissa was finished.

"About that thing you asked me about?" Dr. Deaton said. "I've gotten word back."

Mellissa's eyes flashed upwards.

"And?" she asked.

"Vickie Hara is currently in Forks, Washington. Something about recruiting, according to her emissary. She has heard about what has happened in Beacon Hills. She will be making her way here soon if her attempts to recruit some of the Native Americans near Forks doesn't work," Dr. Deaton said.

"Why would she be trying to recruit them?" Mellissa asked.

"I can find out. I'll pass the information along to Scott."