Hi peeps. By the time I finish this chappie it probably won't b thanksgiving anymore but I'm still gonna talk about it! I made the soda explode by accident and I had to borrow my cousins shirt. Wasn't very pretty....BUT NOW WE'RE PLAYING JUST DANCE SO KEWL!!! anyhow, words of wisdom for today: JUST DANCE YOU GUYS!

Liam's P.O.V.

"I don't get why we're here," Stiles says.

I take a bite of the pizza I brought and look at Stiles. He's looking at me weird.

We're on the beach during the day and it's slightly windy, but mostly hot. I got some pizza for us to share, but I'm not really paying much attention to the pizza. Just Stiles' eyes.

I sigh. "I told you already. We have to watch out for Max,"

"But he's not even here!" Stiles points out.

I roll my eyes. "I know that, but he has his break in....." I check my watch. ".....four minutes and I think he'll come here, it's that simple," I say.

Stiles shrugs and reaches over me to grab a piece of pizza.

"Might as well enjoy this then," He says, waving the pizza around before eating it.

I lay down on the sheet I layed out and stare at the partly clouded sky.

Stiles joins me. He points. "That cloud looks like a mushroom,"

"What? No, that's definitely a mermaid with a stroller?"

"Why would a mermaid have a stroller?"

"I don't know, ask the cloud," I say.

Stiles laughs and I sigh. "This is nice," I say.

"Yeah......yea it is," Stiles says. It almost seems like he's realizing something for the first time. I guess I am too.

I point to a fat cloud. "That one kind of looks like a rose,"

"Pff. Please. It looks like........oh! Mason!"

I burst out laughing. "Mason!?" My laughing dies down slightly.

Mason.........

Mason......

Mason...

I pop up from my laying position. "MASON!" I yell.

Stiles pops up too. "What?"

I turn to Stiles and shake him. "Don't you get it! We never gave Mason a cure!"

"A cure to what?!"

"A cure so he wouldn't die!"

"I'm not following...."

I groan in frustration. "Remember Stiles! Peter bit Mason! Mason didn't show any signs of turning! That's when we found out that his body was rejecting the bite! That's the whole reason we went to Florida! And we figured everything out but we never. Got. The Cure!"

Stiles seems to be understanding now. "....but-"

"-he's still. Oh. Kay! Exactly! So how the hell is he supposed to be okay when he's not okay!?"

Stiles thinks. "So he's not a werewolf, he's not dead, and he's not a banshee......then....."

Stiles and I share a look and that's all we need.

We rush to the hotel in a frenzy, as fast as we can.

I press the button frantically to get to the 3rd floor. We rush out of the elevator and down the hallway to Mason and Brett's room.

We bang on the door until someone opens it.

Mason.

Completely unharmed.

I sigh heavily and wrap Mason in a giant hug.

"Um.....hi?"

"Oh my god I thought you were dead or something!"

"Um......why?"

"Don't worry about it,"

I let go of him and rush inside the room. Brett's lying on his bed, not seeming to care much about anything.

Stiles sits on Mason's bed. "Mason, we need to ask you a few questions," He says.

Mason sits next to the hazed Brett.

"About?"

"Just stuff in general," I say.

"Oooookay," He says.

"Do you ever get strange feelings?" Stiles starts grilling Mason.

Mason shakes his head. "No,"

"'If'y behavior?"

"No,"

"Anger for no reason?"

"No,"

"Strange visions?"

"No,"

"Urge to scream?"

"No,"

"Hairy body?"

"What?"

"Nothing. Urge to eat humans?"

"No,"

"Reoccurring nightmares?"

"No,"

"Bleeding out of unusual places?"

"No,"

"Sorry I meant unusual black blood bleeding out of unusual places,"

"Still no,"

"Do you feel any change of anything in any way!?"

"No,"

Stiles frowns tremendously and sits back on the bed, his head in his hands.

He waves his hand at me, signaling me to continue. I turn to Mason.

"Uh.....have you ever......drawn?"

Mason pauses for a second before getting up and going to his suitcase. He pulls out a sketch book.

"All the time. More now than before though. Except I can't figure out why or what I'm drawing sometimes," Mason says.

Stiles looks up and glares at me while I smirk in victory.

I take the notebook from Mason and scan it.

There just sketches of people.

No.....not just people.

Us.

Me, Scott, Malia, Kira, Lydia, Brett, Marcus, Derek, Peter.......and Max.

But not just Max.

Curtis, Max's friend, also.

Ben and Henry too.

They all have half a page taken up with their faces. The other half has another image. Like for Scott.....there's a wolf. For Lydia.....there's a sound wave and a dead body.

"The baby's are the ones that confuse me the most," Mason points out.

"Holy crap," He whispers.

"You mind if we take this with us?" I ask.

Mason shakes his head. "Not at all. Take it,"

I nod and drag Stiles out of the hotel room.

I storm down the hall. "We need to find Scott!" I say.

Stiles stops me. "Can you please just wait a minute Liam!"

"What?!"

"Have you not noticed it yet!"

"Noticed what!?"

"I'm not in it,"

I pause and scan through it again. "You're right.....so it's-"

"-only people with supernatural abilities. Exactly. We need to call Deaton,"

"We talked to Deaton and he calls them Tripsies. Their people that have the ability to detect people with supernatural abilities and what they can do. They often express this in drawings and paintings. When someone is killed that has a special ability they don't erase....they never erase. They just scratch them out," Stiles explains.

He passes the notebook around so everyone can see it. We're in Scott's room, and everyone's trying to grasp what's going on.

"So with each person comes a power?" Scott asks.

"Exactly....which is why we got a bit confused on why we saw this,"

We flipped the page I was holding over and the first sound you heard was Malia crack a laugh and say, "Max and Curtis are mermaids!?"

In our hands were the pictures of Curtis and Max. Both of their pictures were of mermaid tails.

And at that moment Stiles and I had the same thought and the same answer. "Mermen," We say and glance at each other afterwards.

"Oh.....my......god," Kira says.

"Well that explains the living next to the ocean I guess," Brett mutters.

"Wait. So why would mermen want to turn guys into babies?" Scott asks.

"Well, their not just Mermen. Their Sirens. Well, sort of. They use their great looks, personality, and everything else to charm woman into coming out to sea, where they drown them. They turn young men into babies to charm their victims even more. They usually kill the babies after," I say unfortunately.

"Which brings us to another subject," Stiles says.

I sigh. "Henry and Ben both showed up as wolves,"

Scott looks up at us and has the strangest face.

It was longing.

Eventually he nods. "Okay. Tomorrow is our last day. We need to gather as much dirt as possible on this guy. He's obviously not just the ice cream guy anymore," Scott says.

We all nod. Guess it was finally time to get our hands dirty.

We head down to the ice cream shop. "Hey Max," Stiles smiles.

Fake.

Max looks at us and smiles. "Oh.....hey guys. What can I get for you today?"

"Hmmm. Let's see....."

While Stiles is....."choosing"......I take out my water bottle and drink it.

I then spit it out onto the counter.

And all over Max.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" I lie.

Max shushes me. "It's okay. No big deal. I'll clean it later. Now, you're ice cream?" He asks.

"Ya know what? I'm too fat anyway. I'll just skip ice cream. Bye Max!" Stiles says and walks out of the store when Max stops him.

"Wait! I was actually wondering if you guys could babysit Ben and Henry for a couple of hours. Their really jumpy and I can't work while their here, please?"

I look at Stiles and he has the same shocked look I have.

Is it really this easy?

We both nod our head and Max smiles. "You guys rock!"

Max leaves to go get the boy's and Stiles and I cheer ourselves on as we realize was actually happening.

Max comes back out with the boys. Stiles takes Ben and I take Henry.

"I owe you guys so much thanks!"

"No problem," Stiles says.

We walk out of the store and as soon as it's out of sight ee rush to the hotel. We run down to Scott's level and bang on the door.

Scott opens it, sees Ben, grabs Ben, looks shocked, shuts the door in our faces.

"He is really attached to that baby," Stiles says. I nod.

We rush to Lydia's room and when she answers the door, she actually keeps it open so we can come in.

"Please tell me you guys didn't steal Henry!" She asks as Kira walks over to us.

"No! He asked us to babysit," I say.

Lydia sighs as she cradles the baby Jackson in her hands. "What're we gonna do?" She asks us.

My brain was clustered with unimportant information and annoyance with pretty much everything at the moment.

"Wait. So he just asked you guys to babysit?" Kira says.

Stiles and I nod.

"Something's fishy," She says.

"Yeah I figured. But I mean we have the babies. They gave us an advantage never the less. We've gotta act like....yesterday," Stiles points out.

We all nod in unison.

Suddenly there's a knock on the door. Stiles opens it in curiosity and as soon as it's unlocked Scott comes barging in, holding Ben tightly in his grasp.

"I figured it out!" He says.

"Okay," Scott sets Ben down on the ground and he crawls around smiling. "Watch this," Scott stands on the opposite side of the room as Ben and a few seconds later Ben notices him and he giggles and crawls toward Scott.

Scott picks him up and then sets him down in th middle of the floor again. "See? I've done this everywhere with everything and he always comes to me......but," Scott sighs and pulls out a picture.

He sets it in the place where he just stood and then Ben was  off. His little legs moved swiftly and quickly along the carpet.

Stiles stared in awe, Kira looked down in somewhat shame, Lydia put he  hand over her mouth. Me? I just watched.

Finally, he made it to the paper and started playing with it in his hands.

I didn't know the girl in the picture at all. But I knew enough.

And that picture.....

.....was a picture of Allison.

So who do u think Ben is guys? Comment it thoughts peeps. Incredible geek powers! ACTIVATE. Kay bye butterballs. :*