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"Dad, Scott and Kira have been kidnapped and taken to Mexico, okay? I think that's a pretty good reason for a trip to Mexico!" Stiles said, he and Reese following their father into his office.

"Okay, even if Deaton is right about this—"

"Yeah."

"The best thing to do is to go through the proper channels." Noah said, making the the two siblings squint their eyes.

"Dad—"

"That means calling the right law enforcement agencies, border patrol, putting out an all points" he said.

"Dad, we can't just wait around for the wheels of bureaucracy to start spinning in five different government offices, okay? Someone needs to go down there right now, find them, and rescue them! We're going." Reese said.

"I can keep you both from going." He threatened, the siblings shrugging their shoulders.

"We'd find a way." She fired back.

"I can throw you in a cell."

"We'd still find a way." Stiles said.

Noah sighed, shaking his head. "Stiles, Reese, please— just give me a little more time to verify something slightly more concrete than a psychic vision by some guy with a third eye!" He said.

The two stood there, arms crossed— not taking no for an answer. Stilinski sighed.

"Look, I will call every law enforcement agency all the way down to South America if I have to. If nothing turns up, then I'll book three flights to Mexico. We'll all go. Okay?" He said and they nodded their heads.

"Okay. Okay, great. Do I get a gun?" Stiles asked, making his father look at him like he was crazy.

"No. And if anyone got a gun, it'd be your sister being she actually knows how to shoot one." He said, making Reese smirk at her brother.

As soon as Stilinski walked out his office, the two looked at each other.

"We're still going, aren't we?" Reese asked her younger brother.

"Of course we are."

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"I still don't like relying on these things." Derek sighed. He, Reese and Braeden getting guns ready to bring with them.

"I get it— you miss your power. I would to." Braeden said.

"It's not about power, it's about being able to help. I don't like being helpless." He said, making Braeden roll her eyes.

"Reese and I are human... Do we look helpless?" She asked.

"You're both a much better shot than me." He muttered.

"Do you really think you won't be coming back?" Braeden asked him.

"Not alive."

"You know I'm not okay with that." She told him.

"Neither am I." Reese finally spoke up causing Derek to look at her.

"I am... If it saves Scott and Kira." He said. Reese shook her head, rolling her eyes. She hated how damn stubborn he could be.

"But, to be honest, I don't even know if this is enough fire power to take down one Berserker." Derek said.

"Not even close."