#allison.

       Allison had been attending speech therapy dilligently and was also doing her best with signing. She still had a long way to go but things had started looking better for all of them, the house and their relationship most importantly had had a makeover and she was allowed to facetime with Claire and had just set up the next call when she noticed Klaus coming back from the street looking particularly happy.

Sarah was so confused as to why Winnie let Allison work in town hall. She knows her memories were wiped, but she still thought it was a rather silly idea to keep the enemy so close. Allison was so smart and so pretty and Sarah would be lying if she said she didn’t want to play around with her like she did with Max. The thing with women was that they were just far too smart to fall for her tricks, so she just kept her distance, stared at her a little too long most of the time, and went out of her way to make her feel uneasy sometimes. It was Sarah’s way of showing she liked someone. Besides, Allison was the better employee than Sarah was; Sarah hardly did her job as is. Most of her time was in the break room, like she was now, just twirling her hair and waiting for something fun to happen. When Allison entered, she sat up and grinned. “Come sit with me!” she said eagerly, patting the spot next to her. “It is so boring in here!”

"not really? just the normal bickering, i guess. she's annoying as hell and we couldn't be any more different, but i also know i would probably be in jail or dead without her. and i’ve never been home long enough for us to actually get the chance to." @heyallisongrace

"Have I told you how cool you are? Like suns of space could never compare to how...cool you are. Ally ally, we need to uh screenshot this moment." @allishaw

It had been different-- ever since she had been brought back. A part of her wanted to reach out to her dad, tell him that she was okay, reach out to Scott, and Lydia, and Stiles even. But a part of her never did due to the fear that at any moment, the nemeton could take her life away as easily as it had given her life. She’d only be hurting the people she loved all over again so it was best to stay in the shadows. To make sure they moved on and were happy; 

She set her traps in the forest, hoping to lure the new wolf towards it, but before she could even start on her own trek she heard a howl and knew she needed to move. With her bow at her side, she made sure to keep up, to be able to lure that wolf towards her trap. Ahead, she noticed movement and knew it was her chance, so pulling an arrow out, Allison aimed at the wolf, ensuring to shoot right beside his feet, just so the flash bomb would cause him to lose its real direction and maybe chase after her. After all, she was the bait; 

She let her arrow go, allowing it to shoot at the wolf’s feet as the lights went off, hoping to get its attention. As Allison stepped closer, to make herself known, just so he’d catch a scent of her, the familiar sight instantly caused her to freeze in her own tracks. She hadn’t gotten the new wolf, but Scott McCall. Her first love, the boy who held her as she died. It wasn’t supposed to be him, and now a part of her froze, wondering if she should approach him. Help him. Or to run and hope that he never caught a scent.