We walked into Economics a short while later, Stiles and I casually glancing at the other werewolf with us. He looked like a nervous wreck, especially since Allison was in our class right now and no doubt would have to confront her one way or another.

I plopped down at the very back of the class like usual while Stiles went to sit in front of me when suddenly Scott whispered urgently," Stiles sit behind me!"

Stiles went to move unfortunately a certain curly brunette beat him to it, sitting down and leaning into Scott quickly," hey I haven't seen you all day!"

"Hey," Scott nervously answers," ugh, yeah I've been busy..."

"When are you going to get your phone fixed? I feel like I'm totally disconnected from you," she questions him sadly.

"Ugh soon... real soon," he answers which makes me roll my eyes. Scott sucks at lying.

"I changed lab partners by the way," she tells him and I internally cuddle myself for forgetting about that. She had told me before if I was cool with it since I was her partner but I guess I forgot. Dammit.

Scott glances at me and all I can do is shrug my shoulders before he answers," to me? Are you sure?"

"Yeah Imelda was cool with it," she says looking back at me with a smile," besides, this way I'll have an excuse to bring you home and study."

Yeah and this way I'll have an excuse to watch the walking dead over again with Stiles while we pretend to do our work when really we just google answers.

When Scott's only answer is a quiet," oh," Allison looks worried.

"You don't mind do you," she asks seriously.

Scott's quick to answer," no, I just don't want to bring your grade down!"

"Well maybe I can bring you grade up," she says cheerfully," come to my place tonight? 8:30?"

Coach suddenly slaps the textbook in his hand onto the wooden desk and announces," let's settle down."

I scrunch my face up in confusion, there was literally no one taking besides Allison and Scott's hushed conversation. Who was there to settle down?

"Let's start with a quick summary of last night reading," she begins," how about McCall?"

Both Stiles and I groan in the same moment, of course Bobby would pick Scott, this is bound to get ugly. I mean, I didn't do last night reading either but I was good at bullshitting my way through life so I could have probably pulled this off.

"What?" Scott vaguely answers.

"The reading," coach says, sitting at the front of his desk and staring solely at Scott.

"Last night reading?" Scott continues to blankly ask.

"How about the reading of the Gettysburg address?" He spits out, making most people in the class laugh.

"What?" Scott says, still not understanding.

"That's sarcasm, you familiar with the term sarcasm McCall," Coach keeps cutting at him.

"Very," Scott fi anklet answers truthfully, looking back over to Stiles and I, both is us smugly smiling.

What can I say? Stiles and I are like the King and Queen of sarcasm, it's a Queendom though cause really who would you follow into battle? Stiles or I? I mean, seriously imagine going into battle with scrawny Stiles? He would fall off the horse before we've reached enemy lines...

Wait... what is that beeping?

The sam annoying beeping brings me back to reality where Coach continues to yell at Scott. Ranting on about Scott, leaning in towards stiles who's holding the beeping phone I realize that Scott heart rate is rocketing and unless coach wants to suddenly turn this place into the Coliseum then I need to do something. I look around, thing of any form to get Scott out of this mess when suddenly the beeping begins to slow.

Surprisingly quickly it begins to get lower and lower, both Stiles and I look over to see why Scott's heart rate has suddenly slowed.Its Allison! She's clutching his hand in her tiny one, keeping him calm and steady! Wow, what a relief!

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"It's her!" Both Stiles and I practically yell in excitement for Scott.

"What do you mean?" He questions.

I roll my eyes," it's Allison! She brings you back!"

"No! no! That's not always true, because every time I'm kissing or touching her my heart rate goes up!" He cuts in.

"No!" Stiles clarifies," that's not the same. When you're doing that you're just another hormonal teenager thinking about sex."

Scott smiles, his face looking away in a grin. I watch him from the side before saying," ew, you're thinking about sex with her right now aren't you!"

"Yeah," he says a guilty smile displayed.

"Okay," Stiles says trying to get serious," look back in the classroom when she was holding your hand that was different okay. I don't think she makes you weak I think she actually gives you control."

"You mean because I love her," Scott adds.

A big smile breaks out into my fave at his words, proud of little Scotty boys words.

"Exactly," Stiles continues on, not even acknowledging the fact Scott has just said the big 'L' word.

Scott suddenly does though and stops in his tracks," wow, did I just say that?"

"Congrats Scotty," I gush proudly," you're in love."

"I love her!" Scott once again says, a big smile plastered.

"Great, now moving on," Stiles tries to get back to business.

"Wait Stiles, let the boy rejoice," I interject, elbowing the lanky guy.

"I'm totally in love with her!" Scott once again repeats.

Stiles, obviously over this whole thing says," and that's beautiful, now before you go off and write a sonnet can we go over this whole thing pleas cause you obviously can't be around her the whole time."

"Alright well that enough scheming for me," I announce to them," I have to go see the counselor before she hunts me down, so I will see you both later! Scott, pick me up from mines before work, I'm coming with you to Derek's. There is no way I'm leaving you with that psycho! And Stiles try not to get Scott killed!"

They both wave me off, already walking out the doors.

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"She said send you straight in," Ms. Morells monotone assistant says to me the second I've passed the threshold, she doesn't even glance up from the Cosmo magazine she reads.

"Right," I nod my head and go straight towards the closed doors with Marin Morrell Counselor in bold letters.

Ms. Morrell must have heard me approaching because immediately she's staring me in the face the second the door reveals her.

"Hello Imelda," she says in her serious voice," sit."

"Uh... hey," I answer, her taking a seat in the plush seat I'm always at. I've been here so many times this sheet should have my name permanently written on it... that or a piece of my dried gum stuck to it.

"So," she says, a pencil balancing between both index fingers and thumbs," have you heard about your uncle Charlie?"

I go back to this mornings phone call and roll my eyes," yes, I was the first one he called. I was on the phone for 20 minutes before he told me what county jail he was in and then immediately sent Cara to get him out. DUI this time."

She nods slowly," right, well you know why it is?"

I look down at my chipped grey nail polish before answering," how can I not? I think it comes with the anniversary."

Both her and I find some humor in it honestly, it was like a tradition between Charlie and I. A really fucked up one considering the day but nonetheless both of us would find a way to fuck up our lives majorly within these weeks. Charlie has started early I guess.

"So what are your plans?" She asks me," going to try and burn the car again drunk off your mind? Or are you planning something much more outrageous?"

I tried to hide my guilt, switching the subject," you know the day they died falls on the winter formal date?"

"Right..." she says," your birthday as well right?"

I bite my lip," yeah, that too..."

"So no big drunken plans this year I assume?" She asks me curiously.

I think about it for a moment before shaking my head," no, not really. I have bigger things to worry about I guess, or maybe I've just been too distracted to think about it."

"Positive distraction or negative?" She quickly asks.

I furrow my eyebrows," I guess it depends on your perspective. I'm assuming you and Cara are ecstatic that I've finally found friends and am actually growing into my name."

She masks the guilty smile," something like that."

"Right well..." I search for something to talk about before she decides," guess I have to go formal this year."

"Why?"

I shrug my shoulders," kind of feel like it's something a normal girl does, right now I could use every ounce of normalcy I could get. Besides... Lydia would never let me stay home, especially since it's my birthday."

Ms. Morrell nods," I'm glad she's pushing you out of your comfort zone. You know Lydia is the perfect type of person you should keep around, she would make a great person to keep by your side business's wise."

I snort," Lydia is smart enough to get all of that on her own like me, besides I don't need anyone to help me take over. I can do it myself."

"It wouldn't hurt to get help though," she suggests.

"Help? Well there's only those money hungry lawyers and investors that only want to get all the money and then of course there's Charlie who's about as useful as a straw to a sea turtle," I deadpan.

"So what are you going to do for help?" She curiously asks me.

I smirk," my parents hired the most reliable people they could find, Dominic was a very good judge of character and in his short time he was able to hire many trustworthy workers. I may not have been able to do much when they died but I was able to control who stayed in the company. I keep everyone of them, Lydia may or may not end up working with me but if shoe doesn't I can still count on her help regardless."

She gives me a genuine smile," I like your thinking."

I shrug my shoulders and take my eyes off, looking around at the blank walls in hopes that both of us can sit in silence until our session is over.

"Imelda," she calls my name," listen I'm now going to force you to talk about Dominic and your parents today, but I would like to discuss your uncle Charlie."

I furrow my eyebrows and ask," what would you like to talk about Charlie? Really he's not that interesting?"

"Well, tell me about him... before the accident," she asks.

I sigh and shake my hair away," really? Okay... uh well he was well... not a drunken asshole. He's not that much older then Dominic was, in fact Charlie and him were always thought to be fraternal twins. They were exactly alike, best friends till the end. In some ways Charlie and Dominic looked up to each other. Anytime you would see them they both were together, the dumbasses even got tattoos of each others name. At first I understood why Charlie was so fucked up, he had lost his brother like I had. We both lost the greatest people in our lives, we were all so family orientated. You see, my dad and mom practically raised Charlie since my grandparents both died shortly after he was born. Charlie practically grew up as another sibling to us. After the accident, we were both fucked up entirely too much."

"So you and Charlie are alike?" Ms. Morrell comments.

I shake my head, firmness in my voice when I talk," no, you see that's where any for of resemblance between us stopped. After the funeral Charlie left, he was always drunk. There hasn't been a moment since, drunk off his mind, living in self destruction. I tried to be there... I tried to keep us together but fuck is he dick a now. He kicked me out when I tried to help and never let me back in. Ever since th"en I've kept tabs on him from afar but we will never have anything in common. For his sake I hope we never see face to face."
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"Okay," Ms. Morrell drifts off, I think a little stunned that I've talked this much today. I have no clue why, I've never given her this much information but I'm guessing it has something to do with the date or something," you can go now. Times up."

"What?" I say looking at the big clock on the wall and sure enough time up, I've even been here for an extra 30 minutes.

I get up and wave goodbye before practically running out, how did time get away like that? Seriously, it doesn't even feel like I was in there for that long.

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"I told Stiles not to do anything insane," I mumble to Scott as I wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay," he murmurs, amused," I healed and I learned how to control my heart."

"That's not the point, the point is you got your ass kicked just to prove something you already knew," when he game me a pointed look I elaborated," by some strangers. Not me okay, they could have stabbed or shot you."

"Okay," he sighs," well can we leave? My boss is going to be pissed as it is me being late and now that I'm bringing a friend."

I grumble to him," relax, he's probably already agitated with you for being late plus if he's angry about me then I'll just wait in the car."

Once I've finished cleaning off the blood around his mouth and nose I throw away the bloodied tissue and we head towards Andre in the garage.

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"What the fuck is wrong with you!" I yell while Scott lurched forward pushing Derek away from Deaton, the vet.

Derek throws a clear punch at his face, knocking the Vet. unconscious as Scott pushes Derek back, yelling," STOP! STOP!"

"Look if he's unconscious he can keep himself from healing!" Derek yells in our faces.

"Are you out of your mind!" Scott yells at him, while I walk over to Deaton, noticing the thick cut under his eye.

"You want to know what the spirals and Scott?" Derek interrogates him.

"The spiral? The one the alpha drew on Scott's car?" I flip around to question.

"Yes! That spiral! It's out sign for a vendetta! He won't stop killing until he's satisfied!" Derek yells, pointing with his arms at Deaton.

"You think he's the alpha?" I yell in surprise, standing back up to look him in the eyes.

He nods," and I can prove it!"

Quickly, his arm moves around my body, aiming straight for Deaton when Scott's now changed hand grabs at it. He halts Derek in potentially making the stupidest mistake ever.

Scott's face is now morphed into that of a wolf and he's quick to stand in front of Deaton and I.

His hands rapidly change back, saying in a low human-like voice," try and go around me and you'll see me get angry."

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It takes a couple of minutes but the standoff between Derek and Scott soon stops, Derek resigning from trying to go at Deaton again while I manage to get a first aid kit and clean up his wounds. Every so often I would narrow my eyes at Derek when he would look over at me and tsk at him like a pissed off mom... or girlfriend... or make out buddy. You know what , just someone pissed off at another person they have come to have... feelings... maybe for.

Anyway! Yes, I currently tried to be as gentle as possible when wiping the alcohol dipped white towel across Deatons cut while Scott watched me and Derek paced.

Derek clearly being the impatient bastard he is stomps over to Scott," do you have a plan?"

I lift my arm up without turning back to the both of them and continuously wiping," I DO! Although the majority of it is kicking your ass Derek for doing this shit!"

I can almost hear the eye roll both wolves give me, Scott answers," just give me an hour."

"Then what?" Derek practically growls.

"Then you wait more you impatient ass," I mumble under my breath.

"Meet us at the school," Scott finally says to him," in the parking lot."

Well... that's certainly a plan I wonder what's going down now?

I flick my eyes upwards to both Scott and Derek's retreating figure before standing," there. He's okay, it's a big gash but I'm sure it won't need stitches, he should be fine."

Scott nods in appreciation," how do you know this?"

I shrug my shoulders," I'm always the person cleaning up Jackson and Danny after games. Lydia isn't as careful as I am."

He nods just as Derek comes back in, pointing a finger at me," you're staying with me."

I furrow my eyebrows," what for?"

He doesn't answer just walks back out.

I grumble in annoyance, looking at Scott before pulling out my car keys. It almost physically pains me to do so but I hand them over to Scott, he looks almost amazed at me since the entire ride here I had been raving about my baby.

"Really?" He utters.

"Yes," I nor but narrow my eyes," if you get one scratch or even close the door to hard I swear to god Scott I will skin you alive and dip you into a bath of lime juice."

He grimaces but nonetheless nods and walks out of the vet clinic. Derek walks in moments later, a wad of duct tape in his hand.

"Hold him steady," he mumbles, yanking at the tape.

"Oh my god Derek!" I yell in aggravation," he's not a goddamn hostage!"

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The car ride is silent, well except for the dead weight of Deatons unconscious body being thrown everywhere in the back seat.

"Did we really have to duct tape him?" I mumble, looking back at the uncomfortable angle the vet is in.

Derek shrugs," he might be the alpha."

"I'm pretty sure if he were he could get out of duct tape," I say, worriedly looking back.

"Listen," he says after a short while," I wasn't trying to be an ass the other day in the parking lot. I was trying to be concerned for you, I know being the Dea might not be easy but protecting her is also hard."

I cross my arms over my chest, looking away from him and out the window.

"Why are you so quiet?" He asks me," the usual Imelda sass is gone."

I shrug my shoulders at that, seems like there is something up with me," it's nothing really. To be honest, it's this time of year."

He leans into me," what about this time of year?"

We pull in then, I quick to get out of the car and huffing when I remember poor Deaton in the back. Derek gets out shortly after me, eyes glaring at the side of my face. Scott and Stiles both walk up to us, walking away from Stiles jeep and I wonder if Scott's dropped mine off at my house.

"Where's my boss?" Asks Scott.

"You don't even want to know," I say to him but nonetheless turn so they can see him tied up in the back.

"Oh," Stiles is the first to say," he looks comfortable."

"Hey? Where are you two going?" I call out as they begin walking in the direction of the school.

"Going to see if I'm linked to the alpha," Scott says in a 'duh what the fuck else you think I'm doing' tone.

I huff once more and tighten the jean jacket around me, leaning against the hood of Derek's car," wonderful. It's not like this isn't the beginning to a horror movie or anything..."

"So," Derek says once they've entered the school," you gonna tell me what's so important about the date?"

I roll my eyes at the stubbornness of Derek Hale but answer him," it's not this date that's important. It's January 21, also known as the Winter Formal date."

He snorts, looking at me oddly," so you're worried about a day where you dance and dress up? Aren't girls suppose to like that?"

A small laugh echoes around the parking lot of mine before I answer," in a sense yes but not really."

"Then what really bugs you about that day?" He murmurs.

I shrug my shoulders, not wanting to speak
about it. It's one thing if I talk to Morrell, she's known everything from the get-go but Derek? I'm not exactly ready to lay across his bare chest while he strokes my hair and tell him my whole life story.

He notices my reluctance to answer and states," I see... well how about this? If you're really not in the mood for Formal how about you ditch it and I come pick you up? I could maybe look around and see if I can find anything on Deas?"

Smiling I look at him and say softly," that would be good, much better then drinking spiked punching and doing the Cupid shuffle drunk."

The tender moment between the big wolf and I is suddenly broken when the most horrid screeching is heard.

"Jesus!" I cringe," are they sacrificing a fucking cat to get the alphas attention!"

Derek simply states," he's got to be kidding me."

A hysterical a laugh suddenly bursts up me, through it I manage to say," oh boy Scotty, that is never going to go away. I will taint you for the rat of your life with that one."

My laughter a cut off when suddenly a growl so loud and vibrant shakes through the school and I assume most of the time comes through the school speakers.

"Holy crap!" I yell," that's definitely an improvement!"

"Improvement!" Derek yells looking around," he's trying to kill us!"

Well... looks like sour wolf is back. I look at him," dude that was awesome, don't deny it!"

They soon come out of the school, excited and Scott proud of his howl. I run over to both and practically tackle Scott in a hug," that was insanely good! Much better then that screeching chimpanzee voice!"

"I'm gonna kill both of you!" Derek says, pointing between Scott and Stiles," what the hell was that? What are you trying to do attract the entire state to the school?"

I glare at him as Scott apologizes," sorry I didn't think it would be that loud."

"Oh that was loud!" Stiles comments," and it was awesome!"

From the middle I pitch in," that was better then awesome!"

"Shut up," Derek tells us both.

We both glare and at the exact same time state," don't be such a sour wolf," and then burst out into laughter when we realize we've thought the exact same thing.

"What did you do with him?" Scott suddenly asks, looking inside Derek's car to where Deaton should be fast asleep.

"What?" I ask, all of us looking at the interior of the car where there is no Deaton.

"I didn't do anything!" Derek says.

Something rushes forward suddenly, going right behind Derek as I yell," DEREK LOOK-"

The black creature immediately stabs him in his back, blood erupting from his mouth instantly as he is lifted off the ground. All 3 of us are frozen to the ground, my own eyes tearing instantly towards Derek. The black massed creature with red eyes growling out loudly.

"Derek!" I yell out advancing forward trying to save him or help him in anyway that I can when behind me two arms lift me clear off the ground, pushing me against their chest and running at full speed straight towards the school.

"NO WAIT!" I yell fighting against Scott's hold," I CAN SAVE HIM! PLEASE STOP!"

But neither boy listens and I the only thing I'm able to if is watch from behind as the alpha throws Derek's body to the side.

"You're the balance between life or death."

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OMFG SURPRISE! AND YES POOR IMELDA AND DEREK!!! :( I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED THE LITTLE IMELREK SCENE I GAVE! ANYWAYS!! I WONT BE UPDATING UNTIL SUNDAY PROBABLY SO SORRY!
-Ashley!!