#psychobarbie

"How was your talk?" Stiles asked, knowing his friend had a huge lecture just like he had the night before.

Scott shook his head. "Definitely worst son ever. I've never felt so bad before."

"I know, same with my dad. Sometimes I feel like it would be easier if our parents knew."

"Not really." Cat replied. "My dad spends all his time making sure no one knows and thinking I'm a freak."

Both guys grew silent as they entered the library, moving down the world history section as they continued talking.

"Hey."

Stiles moved some books aside to see Allison there and took the tablet she held out for him. The three teens gathered around it to see the original pages of the bestiary, as well as the translated part Lydia had done.

"That's everything that Lydia could translate and trust me, she was very confused."

Scott magnified that text as they all silently read.

Like the wolf, its power is greatest at the moon's peak. Like the wolf, the Kanima is a social creature but where the wolf seeks a pack the Kanima seeks a master.

The Kanima, a weapon of vengeance, is used to carry out the bidding of its master. The Kanima was once used by a South American priest who took it upon himself to rid his village of all murderers. The bond between master and servant grew stronger until the will of the master became that of the Kanima's and whomever the priest deemed unworthy, the Kanima served his vengeance.

The Kanima is a mutation of the werewolf gene that cannot fully transform until it resolves that in its past which manifest it.

"What did you tell her?" Scott asked when they were done.

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

Cat could hear the laughter in her voice and Scott's small snort of laughter and wasn't sure if she should be offended or not.

"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Stiles told her with a completely straight face.

"Oh." Allison hesitantly replied. "Great."

"no way." Cat exclaimed. "Me too. Which one? Have you tried The Guild?"

"yes." Stiles cried, "I'm so on that one."

"Oh my god, what faction? We so need to team up and-"

"Guys? Enough with the geeking it up?" Scott interrupted them before turning back to Allison. "Does it say how to find out who's controlling him?"

"Not really but Stiles was right about the murderers."

"Yes." Stiles hissed.

"It calls the kanima a weapon of vengeance." Allison continued. "There's a story in there about the South American Priest who used the Kanima to execute murderers in his village."

"Right, see? Maybe it's all not that bad." Stiles suggested.

Allison shrugged. "Until, the bond grew strong enough that it would kill whoever he wanted it to."

"All bad, all very, very bad." Stiles decided.

Cat turned back to the tablet rereading the information there as Allison continued explaining.

"Here's the thing though, the Kanima is actually supposed to be a werewolf but it can't-" She stopped and Cat looked up to see her glancing behind her and she looked over, seeing someone putting a book on the shelf across from her.

"Until it resolves that in its past which manifests it." Scott finished for her.

"Ok, that means Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy. I could've told you that myself." Stiles told them.

"What if it has something to do with his parents?" Allison mused as they all looked at each other. "His real parents?"

"Yeah, does anybody know what actually happened to them?" Scott asked.

"Lydia might." Stiles said.

"What if she doesn't know anything?" Scott asked.

"Well he doesn't have a restraining order against me, so I'll talk to him." Allison decided.

"Not alone." Cat told her. "I'll go with you, maybe see what I can find out? If Allison asks him and he doesn't answer, his thoughts might. Who knows, maybe we'll get closer to the video mystery. I mean, we thought it was Lydia so perhaps it was Jackson?"

"Did he have a tail in the video?" Stiles asked her.

"I don't think so but who says he was the kanima when it happened."

"Good point."

"And what do I do?" Scott asked, glancing between her and Allison.

"Chem test?" Cat asked him, knowing his mom had got him a makeup test for today.

"Remember?" Allison asked, reaching a hand between the stacks to grab his hand.

Stiles nudged Cat and she shot him a quick glare, trying to ignore the hand holding. She really had no reason to be jealous because even though he had told her last night what he wanted, he still had Allison and truthfully breaking up with her right now probably wouldn't be the best idea, not when they had so much going on. And wow, Cat realized, she had really gotten herself in it.

"If he does anything, you run the other way."

Allison smiled at them. "Cat and I can take care of ourselves."

"Allison, if either of you get hurt while I'm busy taking some stupid test, someone is going to have to take care of me. If he does anything…"

"Like?" the taller girl challenged him.

"Anything, weird or-or bizarre or anything."

Stiles stuck his head through the books. "Anything evil." He told Allison.

She raised an eyebrow before pushing his head back. "are you ready?" She asked Cat.

The petite teen smiled before nodding and Allison left the stacks.

"I'm serious, be careful." Scott whispered to Cat. "Scream and I will hear you. I don't like how he was looking at you yesterday and I'm still worried about your head."

"I will." She went up on her toes to give him a quick kiss. "Please just focus on your test, you'll do well." She smiled at him, then Stiles before leaving to catch up with Allison.

"I know I said I'd talk to him, but I just remembered, I have to do something." Allison told her as they walked through the hall.

"What?" Cat asked.

"It's um- a field trip, independent study."

Cat raised an eyebrow. "Seriously Allison? You're talking to me, in case you forgot. I work in the office, I'm aware of all this stuff. We don't have independent study."

Allison sighed. "Fine but I need to go do something and I need you to cover for me, please?"

"What is it?"

The brunette shook her head. "I'll tell you later, I swear but I need to go. Thank you." She gave Cat a quick hug before taking off, leaving the other girl speechless. What had just happened?

"Cat."

She spun around, scowling when she saw Isaac.

"Go away, jerkstore." She snapped as she walked away from him

He laughed as caught up with her. "I guess I deserved that."

"Guess?" She asked in disbelief. "You tried to kill me."

"Not kill, just hurt and to be fair, you were trying to kill me with a baseball bat."

She glared at him. "Not Kill, just hurt." She mimicked him. "I knew I couldn't kill you."

"We should chat about Allison."

Cat raised an eyebrow. "How about we don't? Seriously, you guys tried to hurt Scott, me, Lydia, Stiles and now Allison? Forget it."

"It's not that, there's something more and I really want to talk to you about it. Someone should know."

"Fine." She grumbled "but make it quick."

"I know we're not on the same side-"

"Stop." Cat immediately cut him off. "I have no issue with you guys. Sure Derek creeps me out, yeah, you tried to kill me but I had no issues with you before then but Erica is still my friend and maybe I don't agree with all your stellar ideas but I'm all for the side of stopping the kanima, just, preferably without the killing."

"You honestly have no issues with us being werewolves?" Isaac asked with a raised eyebrow.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. "Why would I? I'm dating Scott, aren't I?"

He chuckled. "Yes, dating." He said, using air quotations.

Cat wisely kept her mouth shut.

"If you really don't have a problem, then you would have no issue going out with me sometime after this whole cover story with Scott is over, right?"

Her jaw dropped in shock. "You idiot, I have no problem with you being a werewolf but I have an issue with you trying to kill me." She pulled down her shirt to show the bruises still on her neck.

He at least had the decency to wince. "For the record Cat, I really am sorry for that. I let my anger take over and I'm too new to this whole thing, I can't control it."

She sighed, fixing her collar. "You said you wanted to talk about Allison?"

Seeing she was done with that topic, Isaac answered her question. "Yes, I think she might be in over her head. Has she said anything to you about seeing me in the woods?"

Her eyebrows drew together. "No? Why would Allison be in the woods anyways?"

"I've seen her, I Just didn't know if she's seen me or not. I saw her a lot when I was hiding from the police."

"You hid out in the forest?" She sounded almost horrified for him.

"I was mostly laying low but once in a while I'd go a little crazy and go down to the preserve." He explained. "One day I got curious and followed her there. It's pretty big, what she's in to. It's really changing my idea of who she is. I could never trust her completely but I don't think she's bad as Derek says."

"She isn't." Cat snapped.

He smiled at her. "Do you think she would kill me or Erica if she had the chance?"

"No." She snapped again, before raising an eyebrow at him, a small smile coming to her lips. "Well not Erica, 'cause she's my friend. Maybe you for hurting me."

Isaac looked at her, laughing when he saw she was joking. "I don't think she would either. Tell her if she needs help, I'll help her."

"With what?" An exasperated Cat asked.

"It's up to her to tell you." Isaac mysteriously replied.

Cat stared at him in disbelief before turning away with a scowl. "I can so easily find out." She muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing." She replied, knowing he probably heard her anyways. "I'll ask Allison, talk to you later."

She left him and continued walking, turning over the conversation in her mind. She almost missed Jackson walking by, it took her a few steps to realize he did and she turned around to follow him, letting him walk a few more steps before she started after him. He went to the locker room, stopping briefly to turn around and she ducked behind a nearby hallway so he wouldn't see her. She waited a few minutes before following after him, reaching for the doorknob just as it opened. She jumped back in surprise, startled at seeing Matt there.

"Oh wow, sorry. Hi." he said, looking just as surprised.

"Hey." She smiled at him.

"You're Allison's friend, right?"

She nodded.

"Is she seeing anyone since she broke up with Scott?"

She was this close to saying she was still with Scott but quickly bit her tongue. "No, no she isn't. I didn't know you had a thing for Allison. You should totally ask her out."

"Really? Cause there's this underground show happening that I could get tickets for, do you think she would be interested?"

He seemed kind of shy and sweet and Cat couldn't help but encourage him even if it was for partially, okay completely, selfish reasons. Did that make her a bad friend? She really didn't want to be a bad friend, although, she was probably already there if she really thought about it.

"I think you should ask her, sounds like fun, maybe I'll check it out." Yeah, right. Her at a party, didn't seem like her cup of tea. At all.

"Awesome. Okay, I'll go find her. See you later…Cat right?"

She nodded waving as he left and turning back to the locker room door, pushing it open as she heard groans of pain coming from inside. She stepped inside, taking a quick look around and seeing it was empty.

"Jackson?" She called out.

"In here." Came a reply from the shower areas.

She slowly made her way over to the showers, wondering if he was hurt. She turned the corner, gasping before closing her eyes tight.

"Holy Hell Jackson, don't call me over here if you're all naked and shit. I got enough of that a couple nights ago and that was far too much for my liking."

"You're the one who walked into the boys locker room." He said as she heard him turn off the water.

"Well yeah, you're the one making all the weird noises so I came to make sure you were okay. Sorry for being nice."

"Did you need to talk about something?"

She jumped, hearing his voice right in front of her. "We can talk later, when you have clothes on. Please?"

"Let's talk now." His voice was low and dangerous and completely freaking her out. She was ready to take off running if it wasn't for the fact that her eyes were closed and she'd probably run into a wall.

"How about we don't? I need to get to class." She tried to keep her voice level even as her heart started rapidly beating.

"You have perfect grades, you can skip as much as you want."

She opened an eye to glare at him, "Can you quit being so creepy then?"

He smirked, briefly looking down at her chest before looking back at her. "Are you okay? Your heart is beating like crazy."

"I'm fine." She said, turning to leave.

"I thought you wanted to talk." He said reaching out to grab her arm.

The moment he made contact, she began to scream. He wasn't letting go of her and she continued screaming, caught in the middle of visions she would rather not see. She knew distantly that she had to remove his hand from her arm and she began to struggle to get away from him. He yanked her back towards him, throwing them both off balance as she tumbled to the ground. They lost contact for a moment and Cat was suddenly aware of herself as her head thumped painfully off the ground. She opened her eyes to see Jackson falling on top of her, his hand reaching to cover her mouth and right away, she was pulled back in as she began to scream against his muffled hand.

"Cat? What are you doing here?" Jackson got off of her as he became aware of his surroundings and Cat curled up into a ball, sobbing.

Distantly she heard a door open and Scott calling her name, kneeling beside her.

"Cat." He removed her hand from her head and she looked up at him looking terrified, her makeup running down her face. And he knew Jackson was going to pay for putting this look in her eyes.

"It's not what you think." She whispered, knowing how it would look to him. Jackson was naked and she was lying on the floor with her skirt bunched up around her waist, her shirt also rumpled and bunched up from when she had struggled to get away. "He touched my skin but I'm fine now, I swear."

He ignored her though, turning and rushing at the co-captain, pushing him into the lockers. Jackson went down with the lockers, his face going red with rage. Cat slowly crawled to the nearest wall, wiping at her cheeks as she stared with wide eyes, shaking uncontrollably

"I have a restraining order." Jackson raged before getting up.

"Trust me, I've restrained myself." Scott sneered.

Jackson rushed him, pushing him back into the cages before grabbing him and throwing him into the shower area.

"Stop." Cat screamed at them, forcing herself up from the floor and following them into the shower where they continued fighting.

Jackson slammed Scott into the wall who head-butted him, throwing Jackson head first into the wall. The larger boy went down and as Scott went for his throat, Jackson kicked out, sending him flying back into the shower wall. Cat covered her mouth with her hand as the impact caused a crack in the tiles and Scott slid down the wall. Jackson was on his feet, walking towards her the same glint from earlier back in his eyes and her eyes went wide as she backed out of the area. He reached out for her as Scott jumped over the wall, kicking him in the back of the head. She dived out of the way as he came flying at her, turning in time to see him pick up a 45 lb. weight and toss it at Scott as though it weighed nothing. Scott caught it, stumbling slightly and as he tried to regain his balance, Jackson charged, kicking him in to the wall before grabbing him and throwing him into the sinks, breaking one off the wall completely. Cat screamed as she covered her head, debris and water showering down around her. She heard a female voice call her name and looked up as the door opened, seeing Erica standing there with Stiles behind her. Jackson charged Scott again, spearing him through the door as Erica pulled Stiles out of the way. She grabbed Jackson, pulling him off of Scott and Cat got to her feet, rushing out to grab Scott's arm as he tried to fight Stiles to get at Jackson again. She knew he could easily throw both of them off but with Erica holding Jackson, Scott calmed a bit, glaring at him.

"What the hell's going on?" Mr. Harris yelled, walking towards them

"Oh my god." Allison cried, dropping her bag as she ran towards them, Matt not far behind her. "What happened?"

"Enough." Mr. Harris was yelling. "What do you idiots think you're doing? Jackson. Calm down, Mr. McCall, care to explain yourself?"

Scott looked away, quickly checking her over as he pushed back his wet hair.

"Stilinski?" The teacher tried. When he didn't answer, Mr. Harris turned to her. "Catrina?"

She shook her head, not looking at him and not bothering to correct her name.

"You dropped this." Matt said, holding out Allison's tablet.

Mr. Harris snatched it away, glaring at all of them. "All of you, detention, Three o' clock." He walked away and Erica pushed Jackson off into the other direction, following after him to make sure he left.

"We'll talk later." the she-wolf said with a meaningful look at her friend.

"I just got here." Matt muttered, looking at them all in confusion before he left.

"What the hell happened?" Allison asked.

"Where were you?" Scott asked in an accusatory voice. "You and Cat were supposed to go together."

"I- I forgot I had a project that was due." Allison stuttered, shooting Cat a bewildered look. "I didn't think he would hurt Cat."

"Yeah? Well he did and if I wasn't listening for her, I don't know if I would've gotten here in time." He turned to Cat, wrapping his arms around her as she shivered from the cold, the adrenaline rush leaving and the memory of the visions she had seen. "Are you okay?" He murmured.

She shook her head, for once not able to even lie and say she was fine.

"Cat, I'm so sorry." Allison told her, confused by the closeness of her and Scott. If she didn't know better, she would think those two really were together and not just faking it for the benefit of everyone. Allison shook her head, obviously something had spooked the smaller girl and Scott was worried for his friend, that was it.

"It's not your fault." Cat told her. "He just- wasn't himself for a bit but then- I need to go." She pulled away from Scott's arms running off down the hall. She wasn't ready to talk yet.

"What just happened?" Stiles asked, watching in confusion.

Scott shook his head. "Obviously Cat went to go talk to Jackson alone. I heard her heart speed up and her screaming. I rushed here to see Jackson with no clothes on and Cat lying on the floor curled up into a ball, crying. I lost it."

"Did he do something to her?" Allison asked, horrified.

Scott shook his head. "I don't know she says no but I didn't hear her full explanation. I should go find her." He turned to follow after Cat when Allison called his name.

"Scott, I'm sorry."

"I know." He said, leaving.

Allison turned to Stiles. "He's really mad at me."

Stiles shrugged. "You did leave the girl alone."

"I didn't think anything would happen." She protested.

Another shrug. "But it did. And if you had been there, even alone, you would've been able to handle it better. You're a hunter, she gets visions. Maybe that's what happened." Stiles mused. "And now, we need to get to class. We are one step closer to finding out about his parents though, Erica knows something."

"Well, that's a start." Allison replied. "I'm going to try and find Cat. I'll see you in detention."

She quickly sent a message to Scott just as Allison came out of the principal's office, looking spooked and grabbed Cat's hand, dragging her off to the locker room, where there were no camera's.

"You got a new phone?" Allison asked, noticing the phone in Cat's hand.

She shrugged. "Gerard got me a new phone? But-" She pulled another phone out. "My dad took pity on me and got me a new one too."

Allison's eyes widened. "You can't use that Cat, what if he's done something so he has access to everything on your phone."

She shrugged. "Then I won't use it until I play around with it later. I'm sure I could wipe out anything he's done to it. I wonder if Derek is right, maybe he will want to kill me?"

"Who wants to kill you?" Stiles asked as him and Scott entered through the other door.

"Gerard."

"my grandfather won't kill you." Allison protested.

"we don't know that." Scott told her before looking at Cat. "You look-"

"Horrible? 'Cause I look pretty darn good until I remove this." the tiny teen replied with a small smile as she took off the hat to cover her bandage and the scarf around her neck. Her head wasn't so bad with the bandage covering it but her throat was bruised, swollen and just horrible looking. Her voice was still kind of raspy too.

Allison gasped, Scott growled and Stiles shook his head.

"Yikes. That is pretty scary."

She looked at Stiles with a raised eyebrow. "It feels even better."

Allison sighed. "Where's Jackson?"

"Safe." Stiles replied. "And that's all either of you need to know right now."

Cat made a face at him. She had been half asleep when Scott had woken her up saying they were moving Jackson and to sleep, he would talk to her later. She had been too exhausted to care at the time and had rolled over, falling back to sleep.

"So what now?" Allison asked.

"We try to convince him he's dangerous." Stiles replied. "I just came to check in, I'm heading back out there."

"And I'm going to talk to Danny." Scott told them.

"So we'll get in touch with you guys later." Stiles finished for him.

"I'm going to check out the old Principal's house again see if I can dig up anything new."

"And you're sure we can trust your mom?" Stiles asked.

Allison shrugged. "She may be a lot of things but a liar isn't one of them. I mean, maybe the Principal went to the hospital after they dropped him off?"

"maybe Cat saw him dragged across the school parking lot." Stiles suggested

"Maybe he happened upon an injured werewolf in the nurse's office?" Scott tried.

"Maybe he tripped over a fluffy cloud and ran away with a purple unicorn." Allison finished, sounding frustrated.

Stiles raised an eyebrow at her. "Perhaps we can find more productive ways to express our frustration, Allison."

She let out a sigh. "I'm sorry. It just feels like we're taking one step forward and two steps back."

"Well he didn't just vanish."

Allison shrugged. "I know, so that's why I'm going to go check his place again."

"Breaking and entering can carry a sentence of up to six years." Stiles told her.

"Ha. Ha." She sarcastically replied.

"He's just telling you to be careful." Scott told her.

"I know, I'll let you know what I find out."

They went to leave when Cat called Stiles back. "Do you have your laptop here? Can I borrow it?"

"Uh, yeah, sure why?"

She held up her new phone. "Gerard got this for me and I want to see what's been done to it."

"It's in my locker." He gave her his combination and the four dispersed, both pairs leaving out the way they came.

"The creepiest thing just happened." Allison whispered to her. "Gerard started asking me questions about that thing and put his fingers on my pulse to see if I was lying."

Cat gave Allison a look of disbelief. "He's creepy, completely creepy."

Allison nodded in agreement.

"Cat. Can I talk to you?" Both girls turned to see Lydia walking towards them.

"Hey Lydia." Allison said with a small smile.

"Hi." Lydia replied shortly before turning to Cat.

Allison looked a little hurt but smiled at Cat. "I need to go do some things so I'll talk to you later."

After she left, Lydia rolled her eyes. "Good, she's gone. You know, there is all this crazy stuff going on and nobody is telling me about it."

Cat smiled. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'm clueless about a lot of things lately too."

"So you can't tell me anything either? Darn." Cat didn't say anything as they began walking. "Anyways Cat, I'm going shopping later. I'm trying to find a dress for my birthday. You should come, but don't tell Allison, I don't want to invite people who leave me out of things."

Cat furrowed her brow, wasn't she doing the same thing? She wisely kept her mouth shut though as she smiled at Lydia. "Sure, that sounds like fun." She was pretty sure the guys had everything under control.

"Great. I'll talk to you later." Lydia left and Cat went off to her classes for the day, trying to remember when she had last made them all in one day.

She didn't get to the office again until the end of the day and no one was more surprised than her at who the new secretary was.

"Mrs. Argent! How nice to see you again."

"Likewise Catalina. Your voice sounds a little off."

Cat grabbed at her throat. "I am feeling kind of sick, that's why I have a hat and scarf. Keep all the body heat in."

Victoria smiled at her. "I'm glad I had the chance to meet you through Allison a couple days ago. You and I will be getting a lot closer over the rest of the semester."

"oh?" She asked confused.

" I'm not just a substitute teacher. I'm also Gerard's new secretary. Surprised? I was very surprised that he talked me in to this."

"Oh, that's wonderful. So good to have you on board Mrs. Argent." She faked a smile.

"We're both working late tonight, Catalina. We're getting this place organized so whatever plans you may have had, you're not going to make it."

"Oh, right. I was supposed to go shopping with a friend, so I'll just cancel with her."

"Her? So you aren't meeting Scott? Not that I'm prying of course, I just happened to notice he hasn't been to any of his classes after the one I was teaching today."

Cat shrugged. "I haven't seen him and I didn't get a new phone until this morning."

Victoria nodded as Cat moved to her desk. "I like you, Cat, though Gerard still has his reservations about you. He's just not sure where your true allegiances lie. Allison seems to trust you implicitly, though and her judgment has proven to be quite sound. Most of the time."

"Mrs. Argent, I'm not going to lie to you, I am in love with Scott and no one is going to change that no matter what you guys think about him. I love Allison too, she's my best friend and nothing is going to change that either." Cat firmly replied.

Nothing was said as Cat turned to her computer to begin some work and finally she relaxed as she immersed herself in her work. Just as she relaxed, Victoria spoke again.

"Have you noticed that sharper lines are being drawn in our world right now?"

Cat let out a small noise of frustration as she turned around to face her again.

"You don't want to be caught in the middle. Those sharp lines just might cut you in half."

"I'm under the firm belief that if someone or something is not hurting anyone then why hurt them."

Cat hated when Victoria's eyes widened in anger like that, she looked beyond crazy.

"People are getting hurt now. There is some creature out there killing people."

"Creature. Not a werewolf." Cat pointed out.

"It's only a matter of time before Scott does hurt someone." Victoria hissed.

"But he hasn't." the small teen cried. "He hasn't and he doesn't want to and I don't think he will."

"He may not want to but it will still happen." Victoria stood up, leaning against her desk. "It isn't every day that a person comes to know the truth and still remain somewhat neutral. In fact that almost never happens. Catalina, you need to decide where your allegiances truly lie before that decision is made for you."

Cat opened her mouth to argue but was cut off.

"I have some advice, would you like to hear it?" She didn't wait for Cat to agree before telling her. "Choose the side that lives longer, I've never met a werewolf Gerard's age. Your choices are limited. Werewolves, hunters, no matter who you align with, none of us are truly free. Your life will never be simple again. You will never be completely safe again."

Cat lifted her chin, refusing to reply. Victoria only raised an eyebrow at her before leaving her desk. "I'm going to the cafeteria, I'll bring you back a fruit cup."

She watched her leave before shaking her head and opening up Stiles laptop so she could look into the phone. Cell phones weren't really her forte, but as long as she could open it up on a computer, she hoped she would be able to do something. After plugging in the phone she began going through it, not at all surprised by finding a tracker chip in there, something more than GPS. The person would have a separate device and the ability to find her pretty much anywhere. Something told her that didn't come with the phone. She kept delving deeper, finding that anything she received or sent on the phone would also go elsewhere and she frowned, she didn't even know that was possible but it was curious indeed and something she would have to look into. If she could figure out the mechanics of it all, perhaps it could help them in the future but it would actually take time for her to figure it all out. In the meantime, she would leave the phone Gerard gave her at home and have it so that all calls were forwarded to her new phone without anyone being the wiser. That, she could do.

The phone rang and she reached over to pick it up. "Beacon Hills High, how may I help you."

"Yes, this is Sheriff Stilinski."

"Hello Sheriff, this is Cat, how are you?"

"Um I am well Cat, thank you. I'm just calling wondering if Jackson Whittemore was at school today. His parents have expressed a concern that he might be in trouble"

Cat stilled before turning away in case any cameras were on her. She knew Stiles would have taken care of this, so how did his parents know? "He's on the absent list, Sir."

"Thank you Cat. That's all I needed to know right now."

She hung up the phone just as Victoria returned. "Who was that Catalina?"

"The Sheriff. Something about Jackson Whittemore not being here? He just wanted confirmation." She forced a small smile, inconspicuously shutting Stiles laptop before turning to do more work. She forced herself to remain calm and after about 10 minutes, started getting antsy. Five minutes later, she rushed from her chair down the hall to the faculty bathroom, shutting the door as she began to fake upheave into the toilet. She exited and walked back to her desk, trying to look as sick as possible.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Argent-"

"Don't say a word Catalina. You look very unwell. Do go home and get some sleep."

She nodded. "Thank you. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow."

She slowly gathered her stuff together before leaving the school and when she did, she immediately called Scott.

"Where are you?" She asked.

"At the hospital, what's wrong?"

"Besides the cops knowing that Jackson is missing? Where's Stiles, I need to warn him?"

Scott gave her directions, promising to meet her there as soon as possible. She rushed as fast as she could to where Scott told her to go, shaking her head at seeing Stiles standing in front of a police van. These guys were crazy, so crazy.

"What? What's wrong?" stiles asked when he noticed her. "How did you find me?"

"Everyone knows Jackson is missing." She whispered. "We need to do something."

"They can't, I've been texting his parents since last night, they shouldn't have a clue."

"Your dad called me, asking about Jackson's whereabouts. His parents called him. They know."

Stiles eyes widened before he looked down at the phone in his hands, holding it out to her. She took it with the sleeve of her jacket, wiping his prints off before dropping it. He jumped into the van to get the radio, the dispatcher ordering all units to the Beacon Hills preserve.

"Get in." Stiles ordered as he got into the driver's seat. "we need to get away from here, far, far away."

They drove for a while, neither speaking until they were stopped by Scott in his moms' car just ahead of them. Cat jumped out of the van and ran to him while Stiles put the Van in park. He motioned her to be quiet, leading her away.

"If I fail a midterm, Gerard says they're keeping me back a year." He told her, waiting for Stiles to catch up.

"But you won't fail. We're catching you up, you'll be fine. Except for that Chem test you missed not long ago but I'm sure there's a make-up test or something?"

"Oh, crap." He whispered, having forgotten about it. "Let's worry about that later. Right now, we need to figure out what to do. Danny had a video of Jackson on his tablet and that might be the clue to why the Kanima was going after him. But the tablet's missing and if Jackson doesn't remember being the Kanima, he won't remember stealing the tablet."

"Why would he steal the thing if he doesn't even know what's on it?" Stiles asked.

"What if someone else took it?" Cat asked. "I mean, when would Jackson have had the time to take it?"

"Then somebody else knows what he is." Stiles pointed out.

"The friend that he's seeking?" Cat asked scrunching her nose up in confusion.

"Okay, so hold on." Stiles said, trying to get everything straight. "Somebody watches Jackson make a video of himself turning into the Kanima and then erases part of it? So he wouldn't know? I mean- who would do that?"

"Somebody who wanted to protect him?" Cat suggested, looking at Scott, who was looking off into the distance as if trying to remember something.

"There's something else. You said you found online that the Kanima only goes after murderers? What if that's actually true?"

Cat shook their head. "but he tried to kill all of us."

"I don't know about you two, but I haven't murdered anyone lately." Stiles said.

"I don't think it was actually trying to kill us." Scott mused, looking at Cat. "Remember when we were at Isaac's that first time? It just went right by us."

She nodded as he turned to stiles.

"And it didn't try to kill you in the mechanics garage."

"Well yeah," Stiles agreed "but it tried to kill us in the pool."

"Did it?" Scott asked.

"It would've. It was waiting for us to come out."

"It swiped at me while I was going for the phone." Cat reminded him.

"What if it was trying to keep you in?" Scott wondered, looking between them both.

"Why do I feel so violated all of a sudden?" Stiles asked, looking completely freaked out.

"Because, there's something else going on and we don't know what it is and we don't know anything about what's going on with Jackson or why something's protecting him."

"What about last night?" Cat suddenly said, feeling the back of her neck. "Maybe it's trying to kill me, it paralyzed me."

"Maybe you just got in the way?" Stiles suggested.

"Or maybe whoever is helping him knows about Cat." Scott said, looking fearfully at her.

"But who? Four people know. And you can't suggest it was Erica because then Derek would know and that means Derek is working with him, which he isn't. Right?"

"Alright, I got it." Stiles announced. "Kill Jackson, problem solved."

"Stiles." She exclaimed, he was really pushing this whole kill Jackson thing.

Scott just glared at his friend. "He risked his life for us, against Peter Hale, remember that?"

"Yes." Stiles agreed, "But what did we just find out now? He got the bite from Derek. It's funny how he got exactly what he wanted by risking his life for us. It's funny."

"It doesn't mean he's not worth saving." Scott argued.

"It's always something with him though. Cat, help me out here." Stiles pleaded with her.

She shook her head. "I told Victoria today that I'm under the firm belief that if they're not harming anyone, then why hurt them but Scott's right, he doesn't know what he's doing and if we can save him then we should try."

"He doesn't know what he's doing." Scott agreed.

"So what?" Stiles argued.

"So, neither did I." Scott reminded him.

"Sometimes, I don't know what I'm doing." Cat quietly said. "What if one time I hurt someone because of it. Would you guys off me then?"

"That's different." Stiles told her.

"Because we're friends?" She asked. "And what if you hadn't of stopped me that day for my help and then I did hurt someone still. Would you have killed me then?"

Stiles sighed. "No."

"I've had someone to stop me." Scott continued arguing. "He has nobody."

"That's his own fault." Stiles quietly replied.

"It doesn't matter. If we can save him, we should try."

Stiles sighed again. "Look, I need to go talk to Lydia. I think she's still mad about sending Cat to her the night of the pool incident. I'll be back soon."

The other two nodded as he left, waiting until he was out of sight before Scott wrapped his arms around Cat's waist, pulling her close to him. He buried his face in her hair, not wanting to move from that position but eventually she began to shiver and he pulled away, moving towards the car and getting in, turning the heat on for her.

"Thanks." She whispered after her teeth had quit chattering.

He smiled and took her hand. "How was your day?"

She sighed and shook her head, telling him all about her conversation with Victoria as well as hacking into the phone Gerard gave her that she conveniently "forgot" at the school.

He shook his head. "Don't you regret getting involved in this?"

She was already shaking her head before he had even finished the question.

"But look at everything that's happened to you." He pulled her hat off, brushing her hair back. "No one would blame you in the least if you decided to walk away from this."

She let out a small humorless laugh. "I can't walk away anymore then you can and I don't regret it. Everything is crazy but I have friends who know about me and accept me. That right there makes it worth it but I mean, I found y-" She stopped, blushing as she looked away and he grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him.

"I need to ask you something and I want you to answer me truthfully. When I told you I was falling in love with you and you said you didn't feel the same, were you lying?"

She looked at him and she knew her heartbeat had sped up and that he could hear it, finally she nodded.

"So, you do love me?"

She hesitated again before nodding.

"You know how dangerous it is to be around me." He reminded her.

"It's just as dangerous to be around me. Plus I'm gonna end up insane. One day I'll lose myself and I won't come back from it."

"You don't know that."

"It's inevitable. It happened to my-"

"You're not your mom." He interrupted her "And I would gladly spend every day for the rest of my life proving that to you."

She reached a hand up to touch his cheek, a sad smile coming to her face. "But you can't."

"Why?" He challenged.

"Scott. Must I keep reminding you? Allison."

"What if I want to be with you?"

"Then you would've been by now. The fact that you're still with Allison shows me you're still unsure and well, that's like… oh hell. Scott, we really need to quit this. I'm just as much to blame I know that but-"

"Cat?" He interrupted.

"What?" She asked.

He sighed. "Just stop, okay? I know this shouldn't be happening, we've been over that but it still has and I'm just-"

"So confused?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. "If you were any other guy and this was happening, you would've been kicked to the curb a long time ago. I just haven't because there are more important things to deal with. But when I'm around you, it's like nothing else matters, I no longer care or see anything else and it's scary. It's scary to be wrapped up in someone or something that much."

"I'm sorry," He whispered, pulling her into his arms. She leaned against his chest, her eyes closed as she breathed his scent in.

"This is so unfair to you and Allison and I need to talk to her. I- Cat, I think I want to be with you."

She grew still. "Don't joke with me like that Scott."

"I'm not." He whispered. "I wouldn't. You talked about being wrapped up in someone and I thought it was bad with Allison but it's nothing compared to how I feel when I'm with you."

She didn't reply, closing her eyes as his arms tightened around her. He leaned over to put on the radio and she sighed.

"I could fall asleep in your arms." She murmured.

"I like when you fall asleep in my arms."

"I don't, you're always gone when I wake up."

"It's mostly 'cause I don't want to wake you." He whispered, placing a kiss on her head.

She let out another sigh and they briefly grew quiet again.

"Hey, what would you say if I could be normal?" Scott suddenly asked.

She pulled back slightly, looking up at him. "What? Like if you found a cure in the bestiary or on the files I found on Gerard's computer?"

"What files?" He asked.

Her eyes widened as she realized that she hadn't had a chance to tell anybody about it. "We have to look at those after. I didn't get a chance but there might be a clue or something in there. As for being normal as far as I'm concerned you are. I'm pretty sure it was Willow from Buffy the vampire Slayer who said 'So you're not much fun to be around a couple days out of the month, neither am I."

He grinned. "You're quoting a TV show?"

She stuck her tongue out at him. "I don't care that you go all wolfy. I mean, what would you say if I could be normal?"

"I think you are." He replied.

"And I don't think I am. All I know is we were both dealt certain hands in life and now we just have to learn to live with it. Even if you found a way to not be a werewolf, even if something happened and I don't see anything anymore how could we ever go back to being the "normal" we used to be before you were bitten or my sight was triggered. We know too much now to just turn our back on it and maybe, perhaps, being like we are, we're at an advantage."

He just stared at her, eyes wide in disbelief.

"What?" she asked.

"I've never thought of it like that."

She shrugged, "I've had a lot of time to think. I hate seeing things, I hate knowing that one day I just might go crazy and never come back but I still couldn't turn my back on everything I know."

"With great power comes great responsibility."

She smiled. "Ah, you do listen to my nerdish ramblings, how special I feel."

"I was just thinking of Lydia. She's like immune so if you can be immune, doesn't that mean you can be cured? Wouldn't you want that?" He asked, cupping her cheek.

She sighed. "I think the better question is, if you're cured, would you want me? I won't find a cure Scott. But if you have that chance, then take it, maybe then you can be with Allison."

He pulled away letting out a noise of frustration. "I don't want to be normal so I can just be with Allison. Derek has given all of them a choice. I wasn't given that, it was forced upon me and I never would have asked for it otherwise."

"I liked you before I knew you were a werewolf, Scott. And I'll still like you if you ever found a cure and weren't one anymore…." She trailed off unsure how to say what else was on her mind.

"But?" He pushed her.

"Like I said, I don't know if you're still going to want me."

"I'll always want you." He whispered. "Can't you just touch me and figure that out? Doesn't it work on you?"

She grew puzzled as she realized something, that never worked for her that way and she never really questioned why. "No, not really?"

"Hm, but come the end of high school, you'll be off to an amazing college, not me, my grades suck."

"For now." She reminded him. "But they won't be for long, you know that. I'm not going anywhere unless it's on a full scholarship and when it comes down to it, if given the choice, I'd go anywhere you are."

He looked in her eyes, trying to gauge how serious she was.

"I'm serious." She assured him.

"I know." He whispered, raising both hands to cup each side of her face. "I know."

Slowly he moved in and kissed her and this time, it was slow, passionate, full of love and Cat kissed him back, all her feelings poured into that kiss. He lifted her into his lap and she straddled him, reaching down to lean his seat back as she followed, never breaking the kiss. His hands traveled up her back and she pulled away so he could remove her shirt, helping him with his when he sat up.

"Cat," He whispered, reaching for her again. "I love you."

"I love you too." She whispered back, leaning down to kiss him again.

"That's it?" He asked in disbelief.

"Yup, guess you'll have to get more right."

He grabbed the book and quickly went through more questions before handing it back. She looked it over with a raised eyebrow then gave it back to him. "You need to actually do the work you know."

He sighed, redoing the work and handing it to her again.

"two is still wrong but three is right." She announced, removing her t shirt.

He stared, as he blindly reached for the book again, forcing himself to look down and finish the last two questions. When she took it back, she checked then smiled at him.

"Impressive." She stood up and removed, first, her leggings, then her skirt, leaving her in only her bra and panties.

Without saying anything, he grabbed the book back from her and she stared at him in confusion, wondering what he was doing because he was done all the questions. When he turned the book towards her and she leaned over to see he had redone the second question this time getting it right. She lifted her eyes to look at him, shrugging as she did so.

"Sorry, I'm all out of clothes to remove, but you're done your math homework."

His jaw dropped in shock as he realized he had been tricked and quickly snaked out his arms, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her down on the bed, pinning her wrists above her head as he leaned over her.

"Cheater." He whispered.

"How?" she protested. "You were rewarded."

"I'm still owed one." He leaned down, catching her lips with his.

Cat was too surprised to stop him and soon found herself returning the kiss. He let go of her wrists and she wrapped them around his neck as his arms traveled to her waist, flipping them over so she was on top. She pulled back, looking at him with wide eyes, about to insist they stop this but the look in his eyes silenced her and instead, she leaned down again to kiss him. Her hands moved down, tugging at his shirt and he sat up, never letting her go as she pulled his shirt off of him. Her hands roamed over his chest before wrapping around his neck again, her hands fisting in his hair. His hands moved up her back, reaching for the clasp of her bra. He had just undone it when he froze. Cat pulled away to look at him in confusion.

"Get dressed." He hissed, re-closing her bra and taking her off his lap.

"What?" She asked, confused. She had pretty much just thrown herself at him and even though she knew it was wrong, was still kind of confused that he stopped it. Didn't he want this?

He pulled his shirt on, rolling off the bed to grab her clothes, throwing them at her. She grabbed them and slowly began changing.

"But I thought-" He quickly leaned down to kiss her.

"I'm sorry, I want nothing more to finish this but there are people here."

"Who?" She asked, as her doorbell rang.

"Allison and others, I don't know who."

"holy hell." She cried, smoothing down her hair. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let it go so far."

"Please don't apologize. Just go talk to her, I'm sure it's important."

She nodded, glancing in the mirror to make sure she looked okay and not like she just had a hot and heavy make out session. Once she regained her composure, she went to let Allison in.

"Hey." She said in an overly cheerful voice, "Come in."

"Cat, listen to me." Allison said quickly. "We have about thirty seconds. I didn't get to talk to my dad, I couldn't, so I asked my mom and she got it out of me. I'm sorry but your name came up and now she wants to talk to you. I'm sorry, I didn't have a choice, she thought I was working with Scott to figure this out and I panicked. I'm sorry-"

Cat grabbed her shoulders. "Allison, stop apologizing."

She took a deep breath. "right, sorry. I just told you about this world, but not until after you and Scott started going out but you see the good in everyone and refuse to take sides, you want to remain neutral."

Cat shook her head with a small groan. "Allison, I love you but you're killing me here."

"I'm sorry." She quickly whispered, before turning back to the door and smiling.

"Mom! This is Catalina Danvers."

Cat smiled. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Argent."

"Likewise Catalina." Victoria held a hand out and Cat reluctantly took it, trying her hardest not to pick anything up from this touch. Something told her that Mrs. Argent's mind was too scary a place for even her.

"Please come in, can I get you anything to drink?" She asked as she led them to the living room.

"No, thank you. I just wanted to speak with you briefly. Allison tells me you've become something of a confidant for her." Victoria said, taking a seat on the couch and crossing her legs.

"I would like to think so, yes."

"It's not often that others are trusted with Argent secrets. You should feel honored by her faith in you. Do you feel honored?"

Cat shot Allison a bewildered look before turning back to Victoria. "Yes, I do?"

"Good answer." She replied with a raised eyebrow. "Because Allison has put her faith in you, I'm also going to give you the benefit of the doubt, despite your recent company that you keep."

"Mom," Allison interrupted "you don't have to be such a hard-ass with Cat."

"Language, Allison."

"I'm just saying that Cat already knows who we are and what happened. If it was going to get out, it would be out by now."

Victoria sent her a look before turning back to Cat. "Catalina, I understand you know that we're the ones who removed the Principal from office. Let me explain. We've seen new Alphas rise before and we knew Derek had to move quickly to build his pack."

"So he was after Principal Thomas?" Cat asked, confused. "Don't get me wrong, he's cool and all that… well kind of… ok, so he's a bigger nerd than me who didn't have a clue what was going on in the school and Derek could do better. Not that he should, cause werewolf making bad but-"

"Cat, you're babbling." Allison said, interrupting her.

Her mom just gave Cat an indulgent smile. "We knew he would look in the teen population. It was nothing personal against your Principal. We just needed to be able to watch how Derek was working, we needed a hunter inside the school."

"And apparently I wasn't good enough." Allison muttered.

Victoria sent her another look. "You weren't ready, Allison. You're still not ready, for a lot of reasons."

"What? I'm not dating Scott anymore."

"Ah, yes, another reason I am here Catalina but before I go into that, the main thing I wanted to say to you is that I'm sorry your friend is missing. That was not our intent and it wasn't our doing. What the video doesn't show is that they let him go. They dropped him off at home. We don't know why he went missing. We gave him a little trouble, but we didn't hurt him. Not permanently, anyway." She looked at both girls before smirking, "He screamed like a bitch though."

Allison raised an eyebrow at her. "Mom. Language."

"I'm just saying, men are so weak. They lack tenacity, self-control, threshold for pain." She turned back to Cat. "Now, in regards to your new boyfriend-"

Cat pursed her lips before holding up a hand to stop her from speaking. "Mrs. Argent, I appreciate you coming over here and explaining all this to me and I really do appreciate that Allison feels she can speak to me about anything but I do not have a problem with who or what my boyfriend is."

Victoria was silent and Cat could see the anger simmering right below the surface. "I ask you to reconsider, Catalina. He is dangerous, they all are."

"But he's not. Not once has he done anything to harm me or anyone I know. He does his best to protect anyone and everyone and if I recall everything that was told to me, he saved your husband and daughters life."

"It's only a matter of time before he loses control and harms you or someone else you love."

Cat sighed as she sat up, refusing to back down from this. "I don't believe that. I see the good in everyone Mrs. Argent. I see the good in him."

"One day, you will be sorely let down, not everyone has good in them."

"I know that but if I think someone does, I will find it."

Victoria nodded. "I see you're a very head strong young lady Catalina and I do admire that." She stood up and Cat followed her as she walked to the door. "But know this, it is next to impossible for someone to remain neutral."

"I don't believe that." Cat replied. "and I plan to show that someone can."

"Then good luck to you. I will be seeing you Catalina." With one last nod, she left and Allison stared at her with wide eyes.

"I have to go but I've never seen anyone talk to my mom like that. I think she actually likes you for it. I'll see you at school tomorrow." She followed down the steps after her mom and Cat waited until they had pulled away before closing the door and going back into her room.

The moment she entered, the door was closed behind her and Scott grabbed her, turning her around and kissing her hard. She pulled away to look at him.

"What was that for?" she asked.

"For what you said." He replied.

"Isn't that what a 'girlfriend' would say?" She asked confused.

"No, well not all. Most I'm sure would have listened to what she said."

Cat shrugged, moving out of his arms and to the bed. "Scott, everything I said in there, it wasn't because I'm your pretend girlfriend. It's all true and I really do believe that and I wanted you to know that."

He moved towards her, stopping when he caught the time. "I need to get home before mom gets mad at me. I'll act dumb and let Allison tell me about tonight. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

She nodded, standing back up and walking him to her door, giving a small smile as he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss before leaving. After he left, she went back to her room falling face first onto it as she screamed into her pillow.

She noticed that it was empty and dropped Gerard's keys on the floor by his door so he would think he had dropped them. She moved to her desk, not at all surprised to find an email from Gerard the day before.

from: Gerard Argent

First things first. I need access to the school's data systems. I've given you access to my computer so you can set that up for me. The school secretary has resigned. I can't imagine why. Must've been something I said.

I'm looking for a replacement for her. But in the meantime, you'll have to work harder. Much harder. I'm putting a great deal of faith and confidence in you. I expect you to live up to it. Don't make me regret trusting you.

Gerard Argent

Work more but I won't pay you but I have trust, blah blah blah, don't make me regret it. Oh how she would love to tell him where to shove his trust. But she had to play nice. She replied back with her class schedule as well as a note about her phone. She might as well be a big suck up for now. Who knows, maybe she would get to see his reaction when he found out she was "dating" Scott McCall. What had she gotten herself into?

"Ah, Ms. Danvers. So glad to see you in the office. I trust you got my email?" Gerard asked as he entered.

"Yes." She replied with a big smile. "And ready to work sir. I've sent you a copy of my class schedule for whenever you need me. I should tell you though, my phone has met an unfortunate accident with water and will be awhile getting replaced. So it may be harder than normal to contact me at all times."

"Do not worry about that Ms. Danvers, I will make sure you have a new phone as soon as possible. I need to be able to reach you whenever possible."

Cat was shocked. She would be getting a new phone a lot sooner then she thought and it was being given to her. "Wow, thank you Sir."

"No need to thank me." He replied with a kind smile. "It is for selfish reasons after all. I will need you more than usual until a new secretary is hired and I believe I can trust her. Trust is important to me and I have done a great deal by putting trust in you."

She looked properly humbled as he began patting down his pockets. "Thank you sir, that means a lot."

"Do you have your keys Ms. Danvers, I must have forgotten mine at home."

"I do but I do not know if it works for your actual office sir." She grabbed her keys and led the way to his office, going through her keys to find one that fit. After the second key, she looked down in surprise. "Oh? Principal Argent, are these yours?" She knelt down and picked them up, handing them to him.

He looked at them in shock and surprise. "I know I put them in my jacket last night when Allison and I went to the game."

"Maybe there is a hole in your pocket?" she suggested. "I'll go work on getting access and everything set up for you. I should be done by second period."

"Thank you Ms. Danvers. Allison has told me you are an exceptional student so I trust that missing a class now and then will not harm you academically."

Another fake smile. "Of course not. Class wise, I'm done for the year and have started next year's work."

He looked pleasantly surprised at this. "That is amazing. Keep up the good work."

"Thank you." She returned to her desk and opened up Gerard's remote desktop so she could give him everything he asked for. She was done before the first bell for class started but she didn't want Gerard to know just how good she was with computers. She needed to hold onto that little bit of information so she was free to roam wherever she wanted. Kind of like now as she clicked on a folder in Gerard's desktop labeled Confidential.

The fact that he needed her to set all this up had her believing that he wasn't exactly tech savvy so there was no way he would know she was on here.

Her curiosity piqued at seeing what now lay before her.

The Argent family history.

"Hello Catalina?"

She looked up, trying to keep the guilty look at her face. "Hi. Sheriff Stilinski. Yes, I'm Catalina, call me Cat though please." She looked back to her computer, quickly closing it and exiting Gerard's desktop. She would have to go back at another time.

"I was hoping you would have a moment to speak with me."

She nervously wiped the palms of her hands on her jeans. "Of course, did you want to go somewhere to talk?"

He shook his head. "This is fine, I was just hoping we could have a chat, completely off the record of course."

"Of course." She replied with a smile, behind him, she could see Gerard standing at his door, listening to them. Lovely.

"Do you believe that the former Principal of Beacon Hills High has been forcefully taken against his will?"

"I don't know. I think the abrupt way he left was odd, but that's really all I can tell you."

"There's no proof of foul play, but the press has locked on. I mean, I agree that his sudden disappearance is somewhat suspicious, but there's nothing I can do about that." The Sheriff explained. "Did he say anything about wanting to leave?"

She shook her head.

"Do you happen to know if he had any blood-borne illnesses? Something that might discolor his blood?"

She saw Gerard lean out a bit more out of the corner of her eye and she put an appropriate confused look on her face. "What? No? what does that have to do with anything?"

"Just a few questions is all. Do you think you could get me an emergency contact for him?"

She nodded, pulling up the appropriate file on the computer and writing down the number for him.

"Thank you Cat, I just have one more question. You know a lot that goes on around the school, don't you?"

She nodded, noticing Gerard was completely in the hallway, openly listening to them now but she acted oblivious.

"I mean, working in the Principal's Office. Those walls must have ears. There's something I haven't been able to figure out. Something that's been weighing on my mind for a while now."

Cat was really sweating now. Gerard was watching, the Sheriff was right in front of her, she would never be able to pull off a convincing lie.

"Do you think my son will ever get to play in an actual lacrosse game?"

She inwardly sighed in relief as Gerard stepped back into his office. "Of course. Everyone will have a chance to play at some point I'm sure."

He grinned. "That would be a very proud moment for me. I think I'll speak with Ms. Morrell next. I understand she was good friends with the Principal. Thank you for your time." He tipped his hat at her, left the office and Cat sat back with another sigh of relief, returning to some other work.

Right before next class, she looked around one last time and re-entered Gerard's remote desktop, entering into the confidential file. She began looking through all the files, finally stopping on the one that included the full details of the Argent Family history. She didn't have time to read it, instead emailing everything to herself. Chances were, they'd find something important in here.

… … …

"Hey Stiles, have you seen Scott?" Cat asked later that day as she stopped at Stiles locker, leaning beside the ones next to his.

"Yes, I- we, need to meet him in the library but I never got to ask how things went with Lydia, did she say anything about me?"

Cat bit her lip as she thought back to the conversation. "Not that I remember, I'm sorry."

"Hey Cat."

She looked up to see Jackson walking towards her. "So, you finally learned my name."

"Well as I see, it's worth knowing now." He replied with a smirk, looking her up and down.

"What, no hello for me?" Stiles sarcastically asked.

"Shut up Stilinski."

Cat sighed and shook her head. "Really guys?"

"What do you want?" Stiles asked.

"I want you to shut up so I can talk to Cat. So," He turned back to her a smile on her face. "Did you catch all of the lacrosse game? 'Cause you know, I led the team to a spectacular victory. All me."

"And Scott and Boyd." Stiles reminded him.

Jackson turned to scowl at him. "Well, it definitely wasn't you, was it? We're all clear on that fact. And it probably never will be."

Stiles returned his scowl "I'm pretty sure Cat was too busy to watch the whole game, she was cleaning up one of your messes."

"I don't leave messes."

"Yeah? Then why was Lydia crying hysterically in the parking lot?" Stiles challenged him.

"Well that's her problem. Whatever. I gotta go." He turned and abruptly left.

Stiles shook his head, watching him leave. "What a douche. I can't believe Lydia was so into him. What's to be into? I mean aside from a perfect face, athletic body and ridiculous amounts of cash." He made a face. "Ugh, now I'm depressed."

She shook her head. "Don't be. He's a shell, an empty shell and that will only get him so far."

"Oh, I have something else here." He handed her a flash drive. "When I got home yesterday, I copied this. It's recovered footage."

She cocked her head to the side as she took it. "Is it the kidnapping I saw?"

"I don't think so, I think it's the Principal's abduction and that's why my dad wanted to talk to you, how did that go by the way?"

"Fine, I guess but how do you know it's him?"

"You need to watch it, in fact we all do."

She nodded, following him to the library where Scott and Allison were already waiting, a laptop opened in front of them.

"Do you have it?" Scott asked.

Stiles nodded and pointed to her. She held it out and Allison took it opening it up on the laptop and playing it.

"How come I didn't find this?" Cat asked.

"Probably because of what you did find, you probably weren't thinking to check more." Allison said.

When the video finished playing they all stared at the now blank screen, Scott finally breaking the silence.

"I can't really see any of the faces."

Stiles shrugged. "This security system was always complete crap. Even pre-vandalization."

"What was that light from inside the car?" Cat asked.

"A taser." Allison quietly replied.

"So we know the Principal was kidnapped. But he wasn't dragged out of the school. He walked." Stiles said.

"Maybe he was taken back inside only to be dragged out later?" Allison suggested.

"Why would they do that?" Stile asked, shaking his head.

"Maybe things got out of hand but this video shows several people. The video Cat saw was just one person dragging another." Allison pressed play again, pausing it at one point. "Do you see that guy outside the car?"

"Do you know him?" Stiles asked.

"We all do." She said with a sigh, sitting back. "It's my father."

"What?" Scott asked in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"It's the way he's standing, the way he's tilting his head. I'd recognize it anywhere."

"Why is he standing outside of the car?" Cat asked.

"Maybe there isn't room in the car?" Scott suggested.

"Maybe he doesn't agree with what they're doing." Allison said, sending him an annoyed look.

"That's a wild leap of logic. He just held the guy at gunpoint and practically pushed him in there." Stiles told her.

"My father is a complicated man."

"oohkay, so whose car is that?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know." Allison replied with a sigh. "But most importantly, where is that car now?"

"The police are looking for it, but the footage was pretty much useless for them. No faces. No license plates. They only think it's the Principal because he was in the light for a split second."

Scott looked at Allison. "So I guess you and your father need to have a talk, huh?"

She sighed before nodding.

"Dude, lacrosse practice in five." Stiles reminded him.

Scott nodded. "We gotta bail. We'll talk later." He went to go give Allison a kissed but paused, turning to Cat instead and giving her a quick kiss.

They left and Allison looked up at her with a pained smile. "Want to talk to my dad for me?"

Cat raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm just kidding but ugh, I'm not looking forward to this one. I mean how does that conversation start? Help me strategize it."

Cat sat down beside her. "How about, Hey dad, kidnap anyone lately?"

The curly haired brunette gave her friend a look. "Nice, but seriously, I'm kind of stumbling over the idea of asking him. We've gotten closer, but I can tell he holds things back from me. I think there's a big part of him that's just hanging on to his little girl. And I really do think there is a part of him that didn't want to be there that night. And if I ask him about it, he'll know that I know what he did."

"But what choice do you have?"

She sighed. "I'm not sure if I should just blurt it out or if I should play innocent at first and see where they go. If they deny it all, should I let them get away with that?"

"Allison, you can't do that. This is our only clue to finding out what happened to Principal Thomas."

"I might need you to back me up, Cat. If I bring one of my family members to you, will you back me up on how I saw the video?"

"You just had me go out with your boyfriend under the pretense that I was clueless as to who he is and not 24 hours later, you want me to blow that cover?" Cat asked in disbelief.

Allison nervously chewed her bottom lip. "Maybe I can tell them- what I mean is- ugh I don't know. Maybe I can tell my dad about this and say I haven't given away the secret about Scott yet?"

"They won't buy that. Any sane person wouldn't watch a video of a kidnapping and just accept it as a fun family romp without asking more questions."

"you're right. I have to do this on my own. I'll come up with something. I should go though, I'll talk to you later, Cat." She gathered up her laptop and left leaving Cat alone.

"It doesn't know what it is." Scott realized.

"Or who." Derek told them.

"What else do you know?" Stiles asked.

Derek shook his head. "Just stories, rumors."

Scott looked thoroughly confused. "But it's like us?"

"A shapeshifter, yes." Derek confirmed. "But it's not right. It's like a-" he stopped unsure of how to say it.

"Abomination?" Cat supplied.

Derek stared at her before nodding. He glanced at Erica and the two turned away, stopping when Scott called him back.

"We need to work together on this. Maybe even tell the Argents."

"No." Cat cried. She didn't want to work with either of them, too afraid for not only her but Scott as well.

Derek glanced at her before glaring at Scott. "You trust them?"

"Nobody. Trusts. Anyone." He looked at Derek before glancing at her. "That's the problem. While we're here arguing about who's on what side, there's something out there scarier, faster and stronger than any of us that's killing people, and we still don't know anything about it."

"I know one thing." Derek said in a dangerously low voice. "When I find it, I'm going to kill it." He turned and walked away, Erica following him.

"I trust you." Cat whispered as soon as they were out of earshot. "I don't trust them. All we need to do is figure out who it is."

"But how?' Scott asked turning on her.

"Get me close enough to-"

"No, don't even finish that. Stiles, you okay getting home?"

He nodded, grabbing his laptop and waving a goodbye to both of them as he moved off to his dads car that he had borrowed, his jeep still impounded.

"I'll give you a ride home." Scott said, motioning her into the car. "We need to go drop food off for my mom at the hospital though."

She got in the car and waited until he was driving before bringing up the idea again.

"One touch is all I need." She told him.

"No." He snapped, his knuckles going white as he clenched the steering wheel tighter.

"Why? This could change everything." She argued.

"And get you killed. I won't risk that. End of discussion."

She crossed her arms over her chest as she turned to glare out the window, a petulant look on her face. When they reached the hospital, she got out with him, telling him she would meet him back at the car. She needed a bathroom and a drink. She took her time and when she left the hospital, she could see Scott talking to someone who looked familiar.

"Scott?" She hesitantly called out.

Both men turned to look at her and with a start, she realized it was Gerard, but something was wrong. They were standing far too close, Scott looked pained and Gerard looked menacing.

"Ah, Ms. Danvers, what brings you here?"

"Just visiting a friend, noticed Scott out here, so thought I would say hi. I thought he injured himself or something and came here for help" She replied with a smile. "Everything okay?"

"Of course." Gerard replied, mirroring her smile. "Just telling Scott how nice it was to have him for dinner tonight, now I must be on my way. Good night to you both."

He stepped away, turning and walking into the night but Cat was too busy watching Scott, who had let out a small gasp as Gerard had stepped back and turned away. The moment Gerard was out of sight, she rushed to his side of the car, catching him as he doubled over, clutching his stomach.

"What just happened?" She asked.

He pulled his hand away, showing blood on his hand and t shirt and she looked closer to see a knife wound.

"What the actual fuck?" She cried, double checking to make sure Gerard was gone.

"Everything's fine." He whispered, his eyes staring off into the distance in fear.

"Like hell it is. Who does that? At a hospital no less?"

"He knows who I am."

"Kind of figured that." Cat replied, feeling the wound to make sure it had started healing. "Let's get you back to your house."

"Cat." He grabbed her arm. "You can't hang out with me anymore, he knows who I am."

Her eyes blazed with anger. "I don't care. I'm not leaving, we'll deal."

"He can kill you."

"Or he can kill you. Let's fix this then deal okay?"

He didn't answer and she grabbed his arm, pulling on it until he looked at her. "Okay?"

He nodded, still looking worried but handed her the keys before getting into the passenger side.

… … …

Cat hung up Scott's phone, just having left a message for her dad, saying she would be staying at Allison's for the night and not to bother calling, her phone had fallen into some water. She knew her dad wouldn't bother calling, as long as she told him where she was, he would be satisfied. Actually he probably wouldn't even notice if she didn't come home but right now she had bigger things to worry about, namely Gerard getting all knife happy and Scott wanting her to stay away from him.

"Just go home." Scott told her.

She scowled as she started pacing.

"Cat, I'm fine, seriously."

"Really Scott? Because you were just stabbed by your girlfriends grandfather who figured out that you're not who you say you are. I almost drowned tonight, Stiles almost drowned, Derek was paralyzed, Erica was knocked out and that thing threw you around. So you might be fine but I sure as hell am not. How can you even suggest working with Derek or even Allison's family?"

"Well maybe not the Argent's now but Derek, we'll need his help, I can't kill it on my own."

She turned on him with wide eyes. "You can't kill it, there's a human in there somewhere, probably someone we all-oh!" Her eyes widened even more as her conversation with Lydia came back.

"What?" Scott asked, looking at her in confusion.

"Oh my god." She whispered, sitting heavily on the bed.

"What?" Scott asked again, looking more panicked.

"I know who it is." She turned to look at him, disbelief etched on her face. "Scott, it's Lydia."

"What? Why would you think that?"

She quickly told him about the conversation she had earlier with the red head and when she was done both were silent for the longest time, trying to figure out what to do.

"We need to be sure before we tell anyone." Scott finally said.

She nodded. "I know, I can do that at school. As Lydia, I'm fine, right?"

He slowly nodded. "We should tell Stiles and Allison though."

"We can't. Stiles phone was fried."

"We can catch Allison up tomorrow, Stiles is here." He said, looking towards the window.

"Really? It's late."

Scott shrugged and the two waited for Stiles to appear.

"Cat, you're here too?" He stopped, noticing their expressions then the blood on the shirt Scott still wore. "You know, if you were that pissed at him for hanging up on you, there are better ways to express your anger."

"This was from Gerard." Scott explained, standing up and removing his shirt. Cat quickly averted her eyes, knowing she was blushing and not wanting either of them to see but the knowing look Stiles was sending her was all the proof she needed that she hadn't succeeded.

"What? Why?"

"Because he knows who I am. We stopped at the hospital and he showed up and stabbed me, luckily Cat was inside so he thought she was there for something else."

"So now what?" Stiles asked.

"We find someone who knows Archaic Latin?"

"Easier said than done." Cat said. "I can try some of my online contacts but how much do we want other people to know?"

"We'll need a plausible story I guess. What are you even doing here?" Scott asked Stiles.

"News, more news. Apparently the principal going missing was noticed by a few people and now my dad has some guys on the case."

"But that's good, right?" Cat asked, looking between the guys.

"Not if it has something to do with werewolves." Stiles replied. "even if the Argent's were involved, I don't know what they would do to keep it quiet. Cat it's all on you now."

Cat gave him an incredulous look. "Me? Why me?"

"Because my dad asked me when you're in the office because he wants to come talk to you about the disappearance."

"What? Again, Why me?"

"Well teachers too but he wants to talk to someone in the office that was there before Gerard. Erica quit and I heard the secretary quit too."

Cat frowned. "Seriously? This does not bode well for me in that office. Maybe I should quit too."

Scott frantically shook his head. "No. That would just make him suspicious. Plus, we need you there, you're our in there and we need a few more things from there. "

"Until he does what Derek said he would do and decide to kill me."

"He won't."

Cat rolled her eyes. "Yet. Especially if I'm seen hanging with you guys too much. I mean, I can play dumb and go with the whole tutoring thing, hopefully that would placate him?"

"We should ask Allison, she might know."

"Except no one can call her." Stiles reminded him. "You can't call and our phones drowned in the pool. That's why I'm here."

"You can call without your number showing up." Cat told them, reaching over and grabbing Scott's phone, she got into it without hesitation.

"How'd you know my password?" He asked in disbelief.

"Allison." Both Cat and Stiles replied.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Yes." They both replied again.

Cat finished what she was doing and dialed Allison's number, not at all surprised that it was picked up by someone other than Allison.

"Hi Mrs. Argent, this is Catalina Danvers, I'm a friend of Allison, sorry if it's too late to call but I was having some issues with some homework that I was hoping she could help me with… oh, my phone is out being repaired and I'm using my dad's phone. It's a work phone so they must have it set up a certain way….Okay, thank you."

She put the phone on speaker as Allison took it.

"Cat?"

"Hey, are you in your room?"

"Yes, I am. What's up? Aren't you ahead of me in everything? How are you feeling? Scott explained the whole seeing thing to me, So I'm not going to pepper you with questions."

"Yes. Thank you. I'm with the guys, we have some things to catch you up on."

They all filled her in on everything that happened that night. Scott didn't want to tell her about the stabbing but Cat glared at him and told Allison herself, ignoring the glare Scott was sending her.

"Oh my god." Allison whispered.

"Do you know anyone that speaks Latin?" Stiles asked.

"Archaic Latin." Cat supplied.

"Not off the top of my head. Let me think on it. But we need to worry about making sure Cat's talk to Stiles' dad goes okay, who is in the video, find out where our missing Principal is and how to stop my family from killing Scott. I've been thinking about the last one since Scott left. I didn't think we were very convincing anyways and was thinking of a way to get my family to lay off of me and him."

"we're listening." Cat hesitantly replied, exchanging a look with the guys.

"Scott needs a new girlfriend."

Everyone was silent, unable to say anything. Cat had a funny feeling that she knew where this was going and she did not want it to go there. At all.

"Just hear me out." Allison continued. "I don't want Scott to die. If my family even thought we were together, they'll kill him. But if he was dating someone else, then he would be safe. Plus it would give me reason to be around him because he would be dating one of my friends and I wanted to look out for her."

And it went there. Cat inwardly groaned, refusing to look at Scott as she answered Allison. "I really hope you're referring to Lydia, or even Stiles."

"Scott won't even make out with me." Stiles reminded her.

"Cat, please." Allison begged. "To ask Lydia would mean that she has to know. You already know, it could have happened while you were tutoring, plus we can keep acting like you don't know about Scott. So in my parent's eyes, you're still innocent."

"Scott was just telling me to stop hanging out with him. Your grandfather saw me at the hospital."

"Visiting a friend. He can't hold it against you if he thinks you have no clue about what Scott is."

"Al, this is not a good idea." Cat warned her. "How am I supposed to pretend to go out with your boyfriend. It will be awkward, it won't seem real and if we try to make it real, you'll end up pissed at one or both of us. I've seen enough movies and read enough fan fiction to know this won't end well." Her eyes widened. "I did not just say that last part out loud."

"You read fan fiction?" Stiles asked with a snort of laughter.

"screw you Stiles."

"Allison's right." Scott said.

Cat's head whipped towards him, a glare already in place, he just shrugged at her.

"Cat, please. I know this is weird, I know it will be weird and I know this is asking a lot but I'm doing my best to keep everyone I love safe."

"This is too weird." Cat muttered before finally relenting. "Fine, no cat fights, no pun intended. No getting mad at me. No hating me and I will play dumb as long as possible. You cannot tell your family that I know who anyone is, if they ask, you are trying to protect me because I am clueless."

"Thank you. I'm sorry for doing this but I really think it would keep Scott safe for now."

"Fine, I'll go out with your boyfriend. And that sounds all sorts of wrong. Can we please get back to the other stuff? Like I can deal with Stiles dad, I can act dumb but what the hell do we do with the bestiary? I can send it to you as soon as I can Allison, see what you can make of it. Plus we need to figure out what to do with the Kanima."

"We need to figure out who it is first, right?" Allison asked.

Scott and Cat exchanged a look that Stiles caught on to.

"You guys already have an idea?"

"I think… and don't get mad but it might be Lydia."

"No." Stiles denied it. "When I looked into its eyes, I saw pure evil. Lydia only has 50 percent evil. 40 on a good day."

"that doesn't mean it's not her." Allison quietly said. "I don't want it to be Lydia, but if it is we have to remember she doesn't know what she's doing."

"So we just need to stop Derek from finding out."

"My head hurts." Cat groaned.

"Do you think there might be a cure in the bestiary?" Scott suddenly asked.

"I dunno, maybe?" Stiles guessed. "We need someone to translate it first."

"Guys, I'm worried we're getting in over our heads. We have so much to deal with as it is. People dying, Derek making new wolves, Lydia going nuts and possibly being the kanima."

"Hey." Stiles exclaimed. "Lydia is not going nuts."

"You know what I mean."

"You never give up. Not on anything. What's going on with you?" Stiles asked.

"Nothing." Allison assured him "I just think this is leading us all into a lot of danger and it might be totally unnecessary."

"You've never shied away from danger before." Scott mused.

"I was always sure before and now I'm not."

"Is this because Gerard is your grandfather?" Stiles asked.

"Screw you Stiles, that's not fair." Allison cried. "Look, I'll do some digging around, see if I can find anything out on the bestiary or the missing principal or the video. But if I don't find anything then we give up all this missing persons thing. Okay?"

Nobody answered until Allison pressed again for an answer. Finally all of them reluctantly agreed.

"We'll talk tomorrow, mom's going to check on me soon. Bye."

She hung up and the three teens were left looking at each other.

"I think I'm going to go home and think this out." Stiles said. "I'll see you guys tomorrow and be prepared to act all lovey dovey."

Cat glared at him as he left before turning on Scott. "Allison's right? Are you insane?"

"Well she is."

"That's not the point. You and I can't pretend to go out. You know this is bad news. You and I alone are bad news." She stood up and resumed her pacing.

"This will be fine."

She gave him a look and he couldn't help but smile as he shrugged. "Okay fine. So maybe a small part of me did this for selfish reasons but I can't just pretend that I'm not in love with you Cat."

"Stop saying that." She snapped.

"Why? Because even though you say you aren't, you just might feel the same way."

"Stop." She cried. "How I feel doesn't matter. What matters is that you're with Allison and she would kill me and quite possibly you or let her family do it."

"Allison wouldn't. At least I don't think so. Just go along with Allison's plan for now, please? We'll deal with the current problems, and then deal with us." He grabbed her arm, pulling her down beside him. "Hey, no vision?"

She shrugged. "Told you I don't always have control over it. I need to figure it out though I mean, I shouted a warning out to Derek before he was paralyzed."

"He touched you?" Scott asked in a dangerously low voice, his eyes flashing amber.

"Yes, to get me out of the way of the kanima." She sighed, reaching for his shirt. "Are you healed?"

He nodded, but let her check anyways.

"Maybe I should go home."

"Don't, just stay here?"

She pursed her lips. She had told her dad she wouldn't be home but that was before all this. She really shouldn't stay now.

"Okay." She replied.

She was so screwed.

Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out to see a message from Stiles.

'Where are you? Lydia is in the parking lot crying, I need to check out Gerard's office.'

'Scott told me to go home, remember?'

'I doubt you did. Are you able to check on her? Please?'

'Fine, I will in a few. I'm waiting for the "play" to happen. BTW be on the lookout for Erica heading towards the school.'

'THX.'

Cat put her phone back, returning her attention to the field in time to see Boyd take out the biggest baddest player on the other team, making the crowd go nuts. Scott approached him and watched him gesture for Boyd to get off the field, when he turned her way, she could see why, his eyes flashing amber. Cat groaned and shook her head as the whistle blew, starting the game again. Boyd and Scott took off down the field, Scott grabbing the ball and down to the goal, scoring. A player of the other team hit him from behind, sending him flying and Cat watched almost in slow motion as he fell to the ground, bone crunching and his leg twisting at an odd angle.

There it was.

Yet, she still ran out to the field, kneeling down beside him. She was the closest to him and the first to arrive.

"Don't touch me." He gasped. "All we need is for something to happen to you."

"Your leg is broken." She hissed as Allison knelt beside her.

"Oh my god." Allison cried. "Your leg, just like Cat said."

"I'm healing." He told her. "Help me up."

"You have long sleeves and gloves." Cat reminded him, grabbing a hand as Allison did the same.

"Don't move." Coach cried.

"I'm fine," Scott replied, forcing a smile to his face.

"I swear, I literally thought I heard bone breaking from where I sat." His mom cried, looking him over.

"Heard it?" The coach asked. "I felt it."

"I'm fine." Scott replied.

"We should go." Allison said.

Cat nodded, remembering that she was supposed to find Lydia, then hopefully Stiles, make sure he was okay.

"Wait." Gerard said. "Ms. Danvers, there is something I need from the office and Mr. McCall I need to ask you one more thing, let me just grab my keys. They're in your pocket Allison."

"It's okay." Cat all but yelled as a panicked look crossed Allison's face. "Have my own copy, remember? Tell me what you need."

"There are some folders I forgot. I was about to go back and get them but since you're here, I would greatly appreciate if you could get them. They're a stack of blue folders left on the secretary's desk."

"Of course." She replied with a nervous smile. "I will go get them right away Sir."

She hoped Stiles would understand but she needed to keep Gerard out of the office and away from his keys for the time being. Leaving the crowd behind, she walked off into the direction of the school at a fast pace, calling Stiles to warn him.

"Did you find Lydia?"

"No, but Gerard sent me to get some blue folders. Did you find anything?"

"No, just- Oh, Erica."

"Hello Stiles." Cat heard in the background.

"Oh hell." She muttered to herself. "I'll be right there."

"I'll be fine. Find Lydia." Stiles told her before hanging up.

She made a face, quickening her pace and when she got to the office, it was empty so she grabbed the folders and ran back to the field, handing them to Gerard before muttering that her Father wanted her home and taking off for the parking lot. She would do as Stiles asked, mostly because she trusted that he would be okay and she really didn't want to be around Erica right now. So she would go look for Lydia, which really wasn't that hard to do. The red head was in her car, the interior light on. Cat walked up to the passenger door and knocked on the window. When Lydia saw who it was, she rolled her eyes but rolled the window down.

"What?" The red head asked. "If you're looking for Stiles, he was supposed to come back but never did."

"I know, something happened, he asked me to check on you, mind if I come in?"

"Fine, whatever, but nothing's wrong."

Cat sighed before slipping into the car. "If nothing's wrong, why are you crying?"

"Because I feel like I'm losing my mind." Lydia shook her head, looking down at her hands.

"Look, Lydia, we barely know each other but maybe that's what you need, someone to talk to who you're not close to."

The car grew silent and Cat contemplated leaving when Lydia finally spoke again.

"I've been having really strange and scary dreams lately. But they're not like any dreams I've ever had before. I dream about fire. I dream about being dead. Trapped in a shallow grave. I dream about the night I got bitten. I dream about that over and over. And sometimes, when I wake up from the dream, I didn't even know I was asleep. I don't think I could've been asleep. It's so weird."

Cat stilled, listening to Lydia talk. She had heard the whole story of the Hale house and Peter Hale, the old alpha and she knew there was an obvious connection but what could she tell Lydia?

" I've never really been a person who had nightmares, but now it's like I'm trapped in one I can't seem to wake up from. It's making my life suck right now. And my life does not suck. It just doesn't."

"I don't think your life sucks Lydia. I think what happened was traumatic and scary and it takes time to deal with that." Cat quietly said.

"I don't have Jackson anymore. Which I'm sort of getting used to, but then things started changing between me and Allison. Have you noticed changes in Allison?"

Cat inwardly cursed. Why did she have to deal with this? She was the least equipped at dealing with this. Her nerves were frazzled enough as it was and now to come up with a plausible story? How was she supposed to deal with this?

"I think Allison has been dealing with a lot of things as well." She cautiously replied.

Lydia shook her head. "She used to be so honest. To a fault. Now she randomly tells little lies all the time. And she's always watching people. Noticing everything. Kind of on edge, like she's looking for something." She paused as she tried to think of another way to say it. "Yeah. It's like she's looking for something really dangerous."

"I think she's on edge with the whole Scott thing to be honest."

Lydia shrugged before taking a deep breath in an attempt to center herself. "Anyways Cat, I feel better, thank you for the chat. Maybe we can go shopping or something sometime."

Cat shook her head in confusion. She had been practically in tears one moment and now she was smiling and asking Cat to go shopping. 180 much?

"I'm gonna go to the game so you'll have to get out too."

"Yes, of course." Cat replied, reaching for the handle and letting herself out as the other girl did the same. "I'll talk to you later I guess?"

"Yes, Bye Cat." Lydia hit the lock button on her car and walked off and Cat waited until she was almost out of sight before taking off for the school. That had been one of the weirdest conversations ever and she was fairly positive that she heard the final whistle of the game but she would think about it later and worry about Stiles right now. He hadn't come out of the school or called her so she was a little bit worried.

Knowing he was with Erica, there was no point in trying to sneak around so she began calling Stiles name as she ran through the school, wondering why she hadn't started jogging yet like she told herself she would. She called his phone repeatedly and finally it was answered, by Erica.

"Where's Stiles?" Cat snapped.

"You sound out of breath Catty." Cat was confused by Erica's voice, almost as if she was trying to hide some concern. "We're at the pool, don't push yourself so hard, come see us."

"Us?" she asked.

"Derek's here."

Cat grew silent. She knew Derek would be able to hear everything so didn't bother asking if she had already told him. Was she walking into a trap?

"Everything's okay, Cat." Erica quietly said before hanging up the phone.

The petite girl was puzzled. Was she trying to say that she didn't tell Derek? And if she was? Why? She would have to worry about that later because right now, she needed to get to the pool. Oh god, was she walking into something? What point would there be for her to go there? She couldn't do much but she couldn't leave Stiles alone, she just couldn't.

When she entered the pool, Stiles turned around, letting out a sigh when he saw her there.

"Hello, Catalina." Derek said with a small nod.

"Hi." She replied, glancing down at the deflated basketball. "What's going on?"

"Just talking to Stiles about what he saw that night at the mechanics."

"Oh, that Lizard thing."

"You've seen it?" Derek asked.

"No, she hasn't." Stiles answered for her. "She's going by what I told her."

"I was asking Catalina." Derek said, ignoring him.

"Stiles, it's okay. I saw it at Isaac's house the night of the full moon." Cat stepped up beside Stiles. "It looked at me, Scott saved me and then it hissed at us and took off."

"So this is why Scott has your loyalty." Derek mused.

"He earned it." Cat replied, glaring at him.

"And we don't get that chance?"

Cat shrugged, refusing to answer that. "It reminded me of a lizard, it had ugly yellow eyes. Now you know, so how about we go?" She lifted her hands, wondering why Derek and Erica were now completely ignoring them. She looked at Stiles. "Can we leave?"

Stiles was looking at the two werewolves in confusion "You have this look on your face like you know exactly what we're talking about." He followed their eyesight, his eyes widening as he grabbed Cat's arm, pulling them behind the werewolves.

Cat finally caught on to what everyone was looking at, letting out a gasp as it jumped off the balcony, landing in front of them. Derek crouched down, snarling at the creature as Erica grabbed Cat, pulling her behind her to protect her. As Erica turned back, the creature caught her in the side, sending her flying into a wall before she crumbled to the ground. Cat moved as if to go to her but Derek grabbed her hand swinging her around and pushing her towards Stiles. That moment of contact was enough and Cat yelled out a warning to him.

"Your neck."

"Run." He yelled at them, ignoring her warning as the creature's claw swiped at him.

Derek seized up and Stiles grabbed an arm throwing it over his shoulder. Cat grabbed his other arm and the two began to run with a paralyzed werewolf in between them.

"Scott, call Scott." Derek told them.

Stiles fumbled for his phone and dropped it, reaching down to get it and throwing them off balance. Derek pitched into the pool and Cat windmilled at the tip of the pool, breathing a sigh of relief as she caught her balance. She went to step back when she felt a hand on her back pushing her back and into the pool. She came up sputtering and clutching for the side of the pool as Stiles jumped in beside her and grabbed Derek, swimming them towards the center.

"Cat, come on." Stiles yelled.

"I can't." She cried, her eyes scanning the area for the creature while Stiles kept yelling at her to swim.

"I don't know how to." She finally snapped. "So great plan."

"How could you not know how to swim?" Stiles asked in disbelief. "Everyone knows how to swim."

"Except me. Where is it? Is Erica okay? What if she has a seizure?"

"She won't, she's a werewolf now." Derek yelled as Stiles tried to keep them afloat.

Cat knew otherwise though, she had seen it after all but wisely kept her mouth shut, instead scanning the pool deck as she tried to look for the creature.

"Can you get me out of here before I drown?" Derek snapped.

"Did you forget about the thing out there with row upon row of razor sharp teeth?" Stiles asked.

"Did you forget that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in Eight feet of water?" Came Derek's scathing reply.

"Will you both just shut up?" Cat screeched at them. "Where is it?"

"Wait, stop." Derek said, watching a shadow move across the wall. Cat looked behind her, following Derek's line of sight to see the gross thing move along the outside of the pool towards her.

"What's it waiting for?" Stiles asked.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod." Cat cried, scrambling along the edge of the pool.

"Cat, you have to let go of the wall and come out towards us." Stiles instructed.

"I'll drown."

"Would you rather drown or become his tasty snack."

As it moved closer, Cat kicked off from the wall and Stiles grabbed her arm, pulling her closer.

"Just kick your feet and move your hands, it will keep you afloat."

She nodded, terrified beyond belief as they watched the creature stick a hand in before hissing and pulling away as if burned.

"I don't think it can swim." Stiles noted.

"Great, it feels my pain." Cat gasped as they continued treading water in the middle of the pool, watching the creature circle them. She didn't know how much time passed but she was getting tired. "I don't know how long I can do this."

"Same." Stiles gasped out. "We need to call Scott."

"my phone was fried when I was pushed into the pool." Cat hissed with a glare.

Stiles looked over at his phone still on the pool deck.

"Don't even think about it." Derek and Cat cried at the same time. There was no way she could hold Derek up and if Stiles left them, they would both drown.

"I'll go." Cat said. "Just kind of paddle on over and grab your phone, right?"

"Can you do it?" Stiles asked.

"She better because you're not letting me go." Derek snapped.

"And you should be a little nicer to guy who's been saving your ass." Cat snapped at him. "I'm going to try. I'll get the phone, push off the wall and try to call Scott before it eats me."

She dog paddled over the best she could, her limbs tired and heavy. She kept one eye on the creature as she moved towards the phone, reaching out to grab it as it lunged at her. Her hands grasped it and she kicked off the wall again, screeching as it came within a hairs breadth away from touching her. She dialed Scott's number, begging him to pick up quickly.

"Scott." She cried, the moment he picked up.

"I can't talk right now." Scott hung up and Cat looked over at Stiles with wide eyes.

"He hung up on me." She cried in disbelief.

"Text him." Stiles told her

She sent Scott a quick message, telling him to come quickly to the Pool. "Now what? I can't hold this up and keep swimming."

"Just throw it." Stiles instructed. "I don't care right now."

She threw it, realizing too late it was heading for the creature, hitting him on the head before bouncing into the pool. It hissed at her and she moved back, closer to Stiles.

"I think you pissed it off and there's payback for my phone."

She sent him a glare and they returned to staring at it, circling the pool over and over as it waited for them.

"Why hasn't it gone after Erica?" She asked, wondering why the blonde hadn't gotten up yet. It seemed like forever since they had been in the pool. "Did it scratch her?"

"It must have and then knocked her out." Stiles said.

She went under, pushing herself back to the surface as she spat out some water. "We can't stay here like this forever, I'm getting tired Stiles."

"Just hold on."

"I can't."

"Let's try to get to the side of the pool, we'll think of something then." Stiles suggested as he began swimming towards the starting blocks.

Cat tried to follow, her limbs even more heavy as she kept pushing, finding herself going under water more and more often. She was so close and reached out, just missing the edge by inches as she went under again, her eyes closing, too tired to try anymore. She took in a lungful of water as a hand grasped hers and pulled her out onto the deck. She began coughing up water, her rescuer grabbing Stiles and Derek and putting them beside her. She could make out Scott, now standing on the starting blocks, wolfed out and snarling at the creature.

It jumped at Scott and a fight ensued as Cat, still coughing and sputtering pushed herself to her hands and knees and crawled over to Stiles and Derek to see if they were okay. Both were breathing, Stiles watching the fight and Derek regaining the use of his limbs as he pulled himself up. When she looked up again, the creature was jumping away, leaving Scott staring after it. He turned to them, a look of confusion on his face.

"Are you guys okay?"

Cat glared at him. "Next time I call you, don't hang up without finding out what's wrong.'

"I'm sorry, I was in Gerard's room looking for information when you called."

"And I was in the middle of the pool trying not to die because I can't swim."

"Guys." Stiles gasped. "Fight later, let's get out of here."

Derek stood and went to go check on Erica as Scott helped up her and Stiles.

"I need a laptop, I found the bestiary." Scott said, holding up the keys Stiles had left in the office door.

"I have mine." Stiles said. "Let's go check it out."

She let out a snort of disbelief. "Are you kidding?"

The wavy haired girl smiled. "I'm sure there are lots of guys crushing on you, especially now."

Cat gave her a look.

"Do you have a crush on anyone?" Allison pressed.

Cat tried her hardest to remain impassive as she stared at her friend. "Can we please not talk about my love life, or lack thereof?"

Allison smiled. "You pretend to be so shy. I know you've got some secrets of your own. I'll get them out of you eventually."

"Oh I really hope not." Cat muttered.

Allison laughed before sobering up as she looked at Cat again, "Have you ever known you were supposed to do things one way, but your guy is telling you to run in the opposite direction?"

"You mean, like when Scott's telling me to stay home safe from everything although I feel like I can no longer do that?" Realizing what she just said, she inwardly groaned. "Not that's Scott's my guy, cause you know, I don't have a guy but I would think it was similar to that?"

"Exactly." Allison replied with a sigh. "You know that Bennett guy? The one you guys saw at Scott's work? He was one of my dad's guys. He was there when Dad decided to start my training. If I hadn't of left him there, maybe he would still be alive."

"Or maybe you would have been the next victim." She pointed out. "Al, please remember, whatever did this, it wasn't human or a werewolf. It took Bennett out no problem, so what was to stop him from taking you out too?"

"How do we know that? What if it was Derek that killed him? Scott says he's not as bad as I think he is but he's not as good as Scott thinks he is either."

"I don't think Scott thinks he's good and amazing but maybe he isn't that bad. He didn't turn me against my will and he had chances to. But he didn't kill Bennett. The vet said as much, whatever did it has the ability to paralyze their victims. It was that thing we saw that night at Isaac's house and Stiles saw it at the mechanic after it paralyzed him. I saw it, it's the same thing."

"How did you see it?" Allison asked, staring suspiciously at her.

Cat blinked at her as she realized what she had said. "I- uh was there with you that night, remember?"

"But you made it seem like you were there when Stiles was. How else could you compare?"

"just what Stiles told us." She was saved from explaining further by another knock on her front door. "Well look at me, I'm Ms. Popular today. Be right back."

She rushed to the door, answering it with a look of relief before a pained look crossed her face.

"Scott."

"You seemed to be having issues." He replied with a small smile.

"Really? Must you eavesdrop on everything?" She asked with a cross look.

Scott's smile only grew. "You and Allison alone, of course I'm going to listen. Do you not want to tell her yet?"

"World of no. I know I said I wouldn't hide who I am but that doesn't mean I have to go advertise it. Not yet anyways, when I can find a way I guess, I will try, really. Are you here to study?"

"Did you forget to breathe?" He asked, holding up his books as he moved into her house and down to her room.

"Scott, I didn't know you'd be here." Allison stood up to kiss her boyfriend.

"Cat is making sure I don't fail everything, fun, really."

"Good. I should get going though, if anyone decided to follow me they would've seen Scott come in and they should be storming your place at any moment."

"Do they want a cat?" Cat hopefully asked as Ralph padded into her room and jumped up onto her bed.

Allison laughed, kissing Scott before hugging Cat. "Still no luck, huh? I'll see you guys later and don't worry, I'll show myself out."

She left and the two remaining teens stared at each other until they heard the front door close and Allison's car leave the driveway.

Cat reached out her hand, grabbing at the empty air. "Oh man, I can feel the awkwardness."

Scott looked guiltily at his books. "This is all my fault."

"Not exactly innocent here." She sat down and faced him. "We need to talk about this. It has to stop."

He looked miserable but nodded anyways. "I don't want it to."

"We don't have a choice. Scott, you're… awesome, I like you but I can't do this to Allison or myself even."

"Neither can I." He raised a hand to cup her cheek. "I'm really sorry for everything; I didn't mean to hurt you or Allison. I'm just really confused. I love Allison but I'm not going to lie, I'm falling in love with you as well."

She inhaled sharply. She wanted to tell him she felt the same way. She did. He was amazing, he understood her, she was completely head over heels in love with him, which is why she had to stop it now before she ruined everyone's friendships with one another.

"I don't feel the same way." She whispered. "You're cool and everything but I'm nowhere near falling in love with you, which is why you're better off working this out with Allison."

He stared at her, feeling sadness, anger and disappointment. He was so sure she felt the same way but maybe she was right and he should work it all out with Allison. Cat could see his emotions clearly as his hand was still touching her but fought to keep her face impassive as she gently pulled his hand away.

"I won't stop helping you, I never will, you're like my best friend."

"You're pretty amazing, you know that Cat?"

She shrugged, feeling anything but, as she forced a smile to her face. "Thanks I guess we should finish your homework from the other day, huh?"

He nodded, turning to his books. She had just pulled out their homework when he spoke again.

"Can I ask you something though? When you were with Derek that time, did he say anything about me?"

She shook her head, "Not that I remember but I was kind of busy being terrified."

He was quiet for a few moments. "Do you think I should be a part of his pack?"

"No. Hell no. Hell fucking no." She snapped. "Over my dead body."

"I'm alone. I'm an Omega; I can't protect everyone by myself."

"Is that what you're worried about?" She asked. "Protecting all of us?"

"Wouldn't you if you were me?" He asked.

She contemplated her answer. "I think in a way, I already am. If I see something bad about to happen, I'm going to do my damndest to stop it, even if that means going against what my mother said in her journal about letting the future play out. I know what she wrote but sometimes I wonder, I was given this ability, this clairvoyancy and sometimes it lets me see the future. Why was I given this ability only to see things happen and not do anything about it? What if that's what drove my mom crazy. If I see something happen I'll do what I can to protect my friends, just like I know you'll try to do. And that's all we can do is try. It's not up to you and you alone to save the world Scott."

"Then why do I feel like it's my responsibility?" He asked.

"Spiderman." She replied.

Scott looked thoroughly confused, causing Cat to let out a small giggle.

"With great power come great responsibility. I totally just nerded it up."

He laughed along with her and she stuck her tongue out at him. "Now, get back to work. We need to get you caught up 'cause something tells me with everything we have to look into it, we'll need a leg up."

… … …

"So we have a missing Principal, a dead hunter, three new wolves and a mystery kidnapping that only Cat saw." Allison summed up the next day at their lockers. She was facing her locker pretending to look through it while Cat stood at hers, Stiles in between them and Scott on the other side of her.

"Sounds about right." Scott said.

"And we don't think the Alpha werewolf in town had anything to do with any of it?" Allison asked and Cat couldn't help but wonder why she kept pushing the Derek thing.

"He made the wolves. But he didn't kidnap anybody. And I don't think he killed anybody." Scott replied.

"But you don't know that." Allison said with a frown.

"I don't know that." Scott confirmed.

"That's all I'm saying."

"Alrighty then." Stiles said, looking between the two.

"Hey Catty."

All four teens looked up to see Erica there a big smile on her face.

"Uh, we were in the middle of a conversation here." Allison snapped at her.

"What are you doing later?" the blonde asked, completely ignoring everyone else.

Before she could answer, Stiles answered for her. "I don't know about later, but right now Cat's having a chat with us. As in, not with you."

Erica turned to him with a big fake pout. "Aww, did Stiles get his little feelings hurt 'cause a girl kicked his ass outside of Boyd's house? Poor baby."

Cat had forgotten that Stiles had told her about that. "Erica, seriously? Why?"

Erica rolled her eyes. "You should really learn to keep better company Catty."

"Stay away from her." Allison snapped.

The female werewolf sent her a smirk before turning back to her petite friend. "Catty, Scott's girlfriend wants me to stay away from you. But if I were Scott's girlfriend, I'd be a lot more worried about him than about you. I know I am more than a little worried about Scott."

"What are you talking about?" Scott asked in a low voice.

"Oh, Scotty. I'm sure you've figured out by now that Derek has a pack. And that you're not in it. What does that make Scotty now? Oh, yeah. An Omega. The lone wolf. Good luck with that."

Scott stepped forward but Cat held up a hand to stop him. "Erica, let's talk."

"No." Scott, Stiles and Allison cried.

"She's not going to hurt me." Cat told them.

"She tried to bite you last time." Scott reminded her.

"Yes but Derek won't let her now, will he?" She asked, looking at Erica.

"No." The blonde werewolf petulantly replied.

"Then I'm fine, and I won't be far, just let me talk to her." She reached out and grabbed Erica's wrist to pull her away. The moment she made contact, she let out a shout of surprise, her body convulsing as she lost her balance. Distantly, she felt someone prying her fingers away from Erica's wrist and when she lost contact, the convulsing stopped and she let in a sharp breath as she opened her eyes. Her head was in Erica's lap as Scott, Stiles and Allison stared down at her.

"Catty?" Erica called, moving to brush her friends hair away from her face.

"Don't." Scott said, grabbing her wrist.

"I can touch my friend if I want." Erica snapped.

"You can, but don't just yet, let her get her bearings."

"What just happened?" Allison asked.

"Is there a crowd?" Cat weakly whispered, feeling drained.

Erica glanced around. "No. The bell rang and it was already emptying. What's wrong Catty, if I didn't know better, I would swear you were having a seizure but you're not epileptic."

Cat ignored her, holding a hand out for Scott to help her up, figuring since he knew about her, he would be the safest right now. He grabbed her hand and when they made contact she let out a cry of pain, feeling as though someone had mowed her down and bones were breaking in her leg. Scott immediately pried her hands away from him as she curled up into a ball on the floor in fear and pain.

"What is going on?" Allison cried.

"Catty, talk to me." Erica pleaded.

"We need to move her before a teacher comes out." Stiles whispered, looking around.

"How?" Scott asked. "Obviously this is causing pain for her."

"I'll carry her." Erica said, reaching for her.

"No." Scott and Stiles cried.

Stiles stood up and began searching through Allison's locker, grabbing a pair of gloves then a jacket before handing them to Erica. "Put these on first." Off of Erica's look, he rolled his eyes. "trust me and just do it."

"I can-" Scott began but was cut off by Stiles.

"You have short sleeves and won't fit into Allison's jacket. Just let her do it, we need to move."

"What's going on?" Allison asked again as Erica put on the jacket and gloves and picked Cat up, who began to softly cry.

"Where to?" Erica asked.

"The locker rooms?" Stiles suggested. "Coach is teaching so there's no gym this period."

The group quickly made their way to the locker room, Scott and Stiles grabbing a bunch of towels before Erica placed the crying girl on top of them.

"What happened to Catty?" Erica demanded to know.

The two guys exchanged a look, not sure how to explain it. They really didn't want Erica knowing because she would more than likely report it to Derek and they didn't know what that meant for Cat.

"Just tell us." Allison said, her worry overshadowing the fact that Erica was there and they were all seemingly getting along now that Cat was in trouble.

"It's broken." Cat whimpered.

"What is Catty? What's wrong?" Erica asked, brushing her hair back now that she was wearing the gloves.

"My leg, it's broken."

"Did you break your leg?" Stiles asked Scott who shook his head.

"Not yet." Cat whimpered.

Stiles shook his head. "Great, just what we need."

Erica moved to her friend's leg, pushing up the pants to see if the bones were broken. She had no idea when Cat had broken her leg but she might as well check. "Catty, it's not broken."

"Will someone just please tell us what's going on?" Allison begged.

"Fine." Scott relented. He had been hoping Cat would have come out of it by now and have some sort of explanation but she was still on the floor, crying, curled up on her side, her head once again in Erica's lap as she held the gloved hand of the blonde.

"Cat is… a seer."

Erica and Allison both stared at Scott.

"A seer?" Allison asked.

Stiles nodded. "She can see the future, the past, pretty much anything upon skin to skin contact."

"That's ridiculous." Erica said. "This has never happened before."

"She doesn't always have control over it." Stiles continued. "Sometimes she's fine, sometimes it just happens."

"How come nobody told me?" Allison asked, sounding hurt.

"It's not common knowledge. We found out by accident and she's embarrassed by it." Scott told her.

"Why?" Erica asked. "She has like, her own super power."

"Really, Erica?" Stiles asked motioning to the girl still curled up on the floor. "Does that look like a super power?"

"Broken legs are not a super power." Cat whispered, causing everyone to look at her.

"It's not broken though." Erica said.

"It feels like it." She groaned, trying to straighten out her limbs.

"Catty, what happened?"

"Exactly what Scott and Stiles told you. I see what I shouldn't. I'm a freak."

"you're not a freak." Erica softly told her.

"Can I just- please I just need- give me a few minutes? Go to class, I'll catch up with you guys in a bit."

"Not if you're hurt." Allison told her.

"I'm not. I'm starting to feel better, it just takes a lot out of me. Please, just leave me alone." Cat was now sitting up, refusing to look at anyone, her hair covering her face as she focused on a spot on the ground.

Scott motioned everyone to leave before sitting in front of Cat. "You don't have to be upset." He told her.

"Yes, I do." She peeked up at him from behind her hair. "I wanted to tell Allison before something like that happened and it makes me nervous that Erica knows. She's going to tell Derek."

"I know." Scott quietly replied. "He's not going to turn you against your will though."

"What if Allison's family find out?"

"they hunt werewolves, they won't hurt you."

"We don't know that. What if Derek or Gerard try to use me for their purposes?"

"They won't. I won't let anyone get to you."

She smiled weakly at him. "You can't protect me forever. Especially with a broken leg."

"When?"

"Lacrosse game. Be careful, okay?"

Scott nodded. "What about Erica?"

"I don't know." She replied with a shrug. "She had a seizure or something. It was really weird and fuzzy. I don't understand." She closed her eyes and took deep breaths in an attempt to focus herself. "We need to get to class. I need to get to the office and see if my keys work."

"No." scott told her. "Go to class, then go home, we'll move onto Allison's plan. She'll get the keys from Gerard."

Stiles crashed back into the room. "Problem, we have a problem." Allison and Erica entered in behind him. "The school break-in? They found blood. Erica overheard some teachers talking about it."

"How come I didn't know about a break in?" Erica asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's on a need to know basis." Stiles told her "And you definitely don't need to know."

Erica smirked at him. "But now I do."

"Where was the blood?" Scott asked, ignoring their bickering.

"In the nurses office with some animal hair." Stiles explained.

"You didn't tell him the best part." Erica said. "The blood? Was black."

"So it was dried up?" Cat asked.

"No, it means there was an injured werewolf." Stiles told her. "I saw it when Derek was shot with a wolfsbane bullet."

"So what does this mean now?" She asked.

"I don't know, that the police might be poking around more? Just be on your guard."

Cat tiredly rubbed at her forehead. "Fine. Of course. I need to get to class."

"I'll walk you." Erica said, glaring at the others, challenging them with her eyes to try and stop her.

"Whatever." Cat muttered, waving at everyone before leaving the room, Erica following behind her.

"Catty, come on, let's talk."

"I don't want to." The smaller girl replied.

"Tough, you're going to." She reached out to grab Cat who pulled away at the last second.

"Don't touch me." She hissed.

"I'm worried about you."

Cat let out a humorless laugh. "Please, last time you tried to turn me into a werewolf. You're not worried about me, you just want to tell Derek about me."

Erica stopped short. "Cat, you're my friend."

"No." The other girl snapped, turning around. "I was your friend before but now, you have a pack, you have a family and they're your friends. You said yourself Scott was an Omega, without a pack but guess what, I'm on his side, I'm helping him and I will not help you. I will not let you or Derek or anyone use me."

"I wouldn't do that to you." Erica whispered.

Cat angrily swiped at the tears that spilled from her eyes. "If not you, then someone else. You don't have a clue what this is like. It's scary, it's draining, I'm terrified of touching people because of what could happen. It stresses me out because it sometimes physically hurts me and the last thing I need is more people finding out and deciding that my little abilities would be a big help to them. So please, just leave me alone right now." She stomped off down the hallway, leaving Erica looking after her with a sad look on her face.