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The group of four dashed into Scott's house after deciding it would be better to question Meredith there. Unfortunately, they hadn't even made it properly through the door before they came across a problem.
                          
Stood a couple of steps into the house, facing the entryway was none other than Scott's dad. Isaac was also there, though he was sat on the arm of the couch. 
                          
"What are you doing here?" Scott questioned his father. Brooke stood up a little straighter, not wanting to make too bad of an impression on the man.
                          
"I could ask you the same thing." Mr McCall retorted, looking at his son disappointedly.
                          
"Free period." Stiles put in, "We're doing a group study."
                          
Scott's dad just blinked. "Who are they?" he inquired nodding his head at both Meredith and Brooke.
                          
Stiles placed an arm around Meredith who looked at him uncomfortably, "This is my girlfriend." he stated. He then glanced at Scott and Brooke "And, um, that's Brooklyn, Scott's girlfriend."
                          
The healer and the True Alpha blushed while Stiles had to hide a smirk. He knew something was going on between the two and he wasn't against it.
                          
Luckily, before Mr McCall could comment on his son having a girlfriend, Meredith spoke looking at Stiles, "You're not my type."
                          
Stiles kept his eyes forward, "Well, obviously we have a lot to talk about. We should maybe take this upstairs."
                          
"He's my type." Meredith confessed, her eyes raking over Isaac. Everyone's head swivelled to said Beta, not really sure what to make of the situation.
                          
"Okay, Isaac can come too." Stiles said, scratching his neck.
                          
Isaac's mouth opened and his eyes widened, "Uh..." he muttered a little shocked. Stiles led them away and not knowing what to do, but not wanting to get stuck in an awkward talk with Scott and his dad, Brooke followed after them.
                          
The group ended up in Scott's bedroom as Stiles tried to get Meredith to understand who Lydia is.
"Lydia? You mean the red-haired girl." the banshee pondered.
                          
"Yes! Yes! Good. Progress." Stiles celebrated, they'd finally gotten somewhere. "Now, all you got to do is tell us where she is." Stiles explained.
                          
"Okay." Meredith said.
                          
"Okay." the Stilinski repeated.
                          
"If she tells me." the girl from Eichen responded.
                          
"If she tells you?" Isaac repeated confused. "Can you ask her?"
                          
She beamed, "I already did."
                          
"Perfect. Perfect. What did she say?" Stiles inquired.
                          
The banshee pouted a little, tilting her head, "She said she doesn't want to be found."
                          
Brooke, Stiles and Isaac sighed, the Hale girl putting a hand to her forehead in exasperation while Stiles hit his fists together. "That's good too." Stiles said.
                          
The three of them went into Scott's bathroom to have a private conversation away from the banshee.
"I'm just saying." Isaac told them.