"They were there for two days, waiting. Hiding. That's what we're taught to do when the Hunters find us-- hide and heal."

"Okay, so, is two days standard, then, or are we thinking Derek's on, like, some extended getaway?"

"Why do you care?"

"Why do I care??? Let's see...Because, over the last few weeks: my best friend's tried to kill themselves; his boss nearly got ritually sacrificed; a girl that I've known since I was three was ritually sacrificed; Boyd was killed by Alphas... I... Do you want me to keep going? 'Cause I can, all right? For, like, an hour."

"You think Derek can do anything about that?" Asked Cora

"Well, since he's the one everyone seems to be after, it's more like he should do something about it, yeah. Oh also there's where he cheated on my bestfriend after she finally got over that stupid vision she had about her killing everyone making her believe she's a monster. So I'm think yeah he should take responsibility because he broke her heart."

"Stiles I'm right here you know." You mumbled

"I still want to kick his ass."

"Well I don't know... There's something different about him now. He wasn't like this when I knew him."

" What was he like?"

"A lot like Scott, actually. A lot like most teenagers-- unbearably romantic, profoundly narcissistic, tolerable really only to other teenagers..."

"And so what happened? What changed him?"

"Well, the same thing that changes a lot of young men..."

" A girl."

"You're telling me some girl broke his little heart? That's why Derek is the way he is?"

"Do you remember Derek, before he was an Alpha, had blue eyes? Do you know why some wolves have blue eyes?"

" I just always thought it was, like, a genetic thing..."

"If you want to know what changed Derek, you need to know what changed the color of his eyes."

*meanwhile*

"Mmm...Did you bring him?Oh. Oh, come in, Scott, and give an old man something for his pain."

Gerard put his hand out, and waited for Scott

"You don't have to do this."

"If you want me to talk, this is how it's going to happen."

"If I do this, you have to tell us everything you know. Everything."

" Ah."

*flashback*

There was a girl trying to practice her music, and she kept hearing the sound of a basketball in the hallways. She got frustrated and stood up to go tell them to stop

"Hey, do you mind? I'm trying to practice."

The boys stopped and looked at her

"How do you know we're not trying to practice here, too?"

" Yeah, well, see, I was practicing in the music room, and I'm pretty sure basketball practice takes place in the gym."

"Well, I'm pretty sure basketball practice takes place anywhere you got a basketball..."

"See?Hold on, hold on-- if you can get the ball from me... maybe I'll stop.Come on, it'll be easy.Oops!"

She tried taking the ball but Derek kept making it harder and was showing off. After she seen enough she left, once Derek finished he looked up to see her gone.

"Come on, lover-boy..."

The girl went back to her music until the door opened

"Sorry about that..."

" Whatever."

"Hey, what's your name?"

"I'm trying to practice, if you didn't notice."

" Okay. I'll just leave you alone then......After you tell me your name."

" All right, I'll tell you my name... if you can play one instrument in this room."

"One?"

"Just one."

"Any of 'em?"

Derek came back holding the triangle

" ...My name's Paige. Now, please, go, so I can practice."

"My name's--"

" I know who you are."

*end of Flashback. To Scott*

"They found a third body?"

"Another doctor. Right after Scott found Deaton."

"Right after?Almost like it was expected he'd survive..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

" How do you know your dark Druid isn't your wise veterinarian himself? Maybe he knew you'd find him. Maybe he planned it that way."

"He would never let anyone innocent die."

"Don't be so sure-- you'd be surprised how far some people would go to get rid of someone like Deucalion."

"Or someone like you?"

" I don't go easily, though, do I?You know, Scott, you've made me something of a celebrity here. I'm a medical mystery. The cancer is now virtually undetectable, but the doctors have no clue why my body keeps producing and ejecting this bizarre black fluid..."

"I did what you wanted me to do. Tell us how to beat him."

" You can't. I've tried."

"Then this is a complete waste of time. He doesn't know anything.Sorry you did this. Let's go." Said Allison

Her and Scott were on their way to leave

"..Wait!I can tell you one thing-- Deucalion may have lost his eyes, but he's not always blind."

*meanwhile*

You, Stiles, and Cora just stared at Peter

" Okay, so if Derek was a sophomore back then, how old was he? How old were you?How old are you now?" Asked Stiles

" Not as young as we could have been, but not as old as you might think..."

" Okay, that was frustratingly vague."

"How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen."

"See! That's an answer. That's how we answer people!"

"Well, "seventeen" how you'd measure in years..."

"He was probably 16 or 17." You said

"All right, I'm just gonna drop it. What happened to Derek and the cello-girl?"

" What do you think happened? They were teenagers-- one minute, it's "I hate you, don't talk to me," the next, it's frantic groping in any dark corner they could manage to find themselves alone for five minutes. Their favorite dark corner was an abandoned distillery outside of Beacon Hills."

"All right, hold up-- how do you know all this? You just said that they were alone."

"Back then, I wasn't just Derek's uncle. I was his best friend, his closest confidante. That's how I know."

"Or could've been just a Pervert." You smiled

Peter got closer to you.

"Don't tempt me."

"Ooo."

*flashback*

Derek and Paige were seen running into the old distillery

"What?" Asked Derek

" Why do you like me?"

" What's that supposed to mean?"

"Why do you like me?"

"Why do you think I like you?"

"Honestly...?"

"I think, at first, you liked me because I didn't like you."

" So, now you're worried that now that I know you like me, that I'm gonna stop liking you?"

" Not worried... Just wondering when."

"What if I never stop liking you?"

Derek heard something in the distance

"..What? Did you hear something?"

"What's wrong?"

"Something happened here."

"What do you mean?"

"I caught a scent-it's blood..All right, now I definitely heard something."

"Derek, I don't hear anything."

"We have to go.Come on. Let's go."

Derek grabbed her hand and they rushed out quickly as possible, a bit after that three groups of People came in

"There! You see it?They dragged him here, an arrow in his throat, and they hung him and cut him in half! They killed one of ours."

"One of yours. Why should I care about one of your pack?"

"Because the Hunters don't discern packs-- especially the Argents."

"But, they do discern motive..Ennis, why did they kill him?"

"Because your young, naive Beta killed one of them!"

"Marco..."

"He killed a Hunter, didn't he?"

" Accidentally."

*end of flashback*

" They were all there... Ennis, Kali, Deucalion... Each with their own packs... before they'd killed them all and decided to form their little all-star team."

"But they didn't all live here, did they?"

"No. But there was an exceptionally powerful Alpha who did live here-- she had a capacity to shapeshift that was rare among her kind, that made her something of a leader. The kind of person that they would go to for advice and guidance..."