I look over to Stiles before asking, "Just because she makes you happy?"

"No." He paused, "Because she makes me weak.

Chapter Fourteen : Weakness Makes you Human

I walk down the hall to see Allison sitting alone on the floor. A book in hand and playing around with her necklace. I walk quicker to get to the lonely girl.

"Hey what you reading?"

"What oh hey Caitlin." She smiled at me as I took a seat next to her, "Just stuff for a history project."

"Mm. What kinda stuff?"

"Family history stuff."

"Mind elaborating or am I hitting a nerve?"

"What no. Uhh a story called the Beast Of Gevaudan." I tried to rack my brain for the information of the enemy in senior year, but the stuff to always go from your head first is the stuff from the world to travel to. Not the world you left.

"Oh I did a small study on that in like fourth grade."

"Really?"

"Yeah, everyone in the class had to pick a myth from a still standing country. Excluding Egypt, Greece and Italy."

"So It's a myth."

"Yeah, The beast was widely thought to be a werewolf. Do you mind if I ask how this has anything to do with your family?"

"That's the thing. I have no clue how the two connect. My Aunt just told me about it yesterday." I stared to get up before Allison stopped me, "Hey Cait. Mind helping with this a bit?"

"Not really. What do you want'na know."

"Start with the whole werewolves and sliver thing."

"Well seeing as the beast was thought to be a werewolf and people thought Argent killed it over the course of years that changed from the Argent name to the Argent metal seeing as your name means silver in French. It's like how Humpty Dumpty was really the story of a cannon but now is retold as a story about an egg."

"Thanks that's all I needed."

"Anytime." God I just gave an Argent the key to her family history, and the guy she is dating is the enemy of that history. "See you in Ecom, Allison."

"See you later Cait."

By the time we got to ecom I still had Coach's phone. Every now and then checking on Scott's heart rate.

"Hey I haven't seen you all day." The Argent girl says to her boyfriend sitting next to me.

"Ah yeah sorry about that I've just been super busy."

"When are you gonna get your phone fixed I feel like I'm totally disconnected from you."

"As soon as I can."

"I changed Lab partners by the way." Cliche much Alli?

"Oh really? To who?" Scott said, still trying to avoid confrontation.

"To you, dummy." Allison said with way too much pep.

"Me?" Me and Stiles were now playing sticks waiting for class to start. And trying to hear the very uncomfortable conversation happening next to us. "I mean are you sure?"

"Yeah. This way I have an excuse to bring you home and study." She laughed out now twisting her pen.

"Oh." At least Scott knows what study meant.

"You don't mind do you?" Allison asked, now very self aware.

"I just don't want to bring your grade down." Scott had a point there I mean he was failing the class before all of the werewolf crap.

"Maybe i can bring your grade up." I almost laughed. Kept dreaming Allison Argent. "Come to my place tonight, 8:30?" Oh this was happening, happening.

"Tonight?'

"See you at 8:30." Coach slammed a book down at the front of the room ending me asn Stiles' game of sticks and whatever just happened with Scott and Allison.

"Okay settle down. Let's start with a quick summary of last night's reading. Greenburg put your hand down, everyone knows you did reading. How about uhhh... McCall." Shit. SHIT< SHIT, SHIT. I took Coach's phone out under the table tracking Scott heart rate.

"What?" Scott tried.

"The reading?"
"Last night's reading?"

"No how about the.." Coach looked for something to fill his sarcasm. "The Gettysburg Address?"

"What?" Now Scott was ticked off.

"That's sarcasm. Are you familiar with the term Sarcasm McCall?"

Scott looked over at me and Stiles, "Very." I bit my lip to stop a laugh.

"Did you do the reading or not?" This was not going to end well.

"Um I think I forgot."

"Nice work McCall It's not like your not averaging a 'D' in this class." I wanted to stand up and say something like 'you trying having to homicidal maniacs chase you around day and night, not even know who one of the two is. All while trying to make it to work on time, help his mother pay the bills, and do school work. Give Scott a damn break.' But I was not about to get myself suspended. ""Come on buddy You know I can't have you on the team if you have a 'D" I watch the numbers on the heart monitor climb. 68, 74, 88. "How about you try the previous nights reading, or the night before that. How about you Summarize anything you've ever read.. In your entier life!?" The monitor was going crazy. 100, 117, 123.

"I-i uh." Scott studdered.

"No a blog?" Coach continued. 139, 143. "How about a-a back of a cereal box? NO?" 156, 162. "How about the adults only warning from your favorite website you use every night?" 178, 184. "Anything?" Scott stayed silent, "Thank you McCall, Thank you." Coach Stred to yell, "THANK YOU FOR EXTINGUISHING ANY HOPE I HAVE FOR YOUR GENERATION!" The monitor was in the 200 nows. 224, 235, 244. "You just blew it for everybody. Next practice you can start with suicie runs." Stiles was now leaning over my shoulder watching Scotts heart rate skyrocket. 267, 274, 280. "Unless that's too much reading." The monitor slowly went down. 233, 220, 199, 184. I looked down to see Allison and Scott holding hands under Allison's desk.

Just for good measure I made the molecules around Coaches feet move so he feel face first onto the floor trying to get back to the board. If not For Scott's sake then fro mine, because I really wanted to beat up Coach for even thinking he had the right to talk to a kid like that. It was like hoe in The Vampire Diaries Mr. Tanner talked about Elena's dead parents. You don't do that to a kid.

I realized one last important thing in that class. If Scott thought Allison made him weak then weakness was the key to stay human.

As soon as class ended Scott Stiles and I scrambled out of the room. "It's her!" Me and Stiles said at the same time. We both gave each other a look before going back to the conversation.

"What do you guys meana?"

"It's Allison." Stiles states.

"Remember what you told us about the night of the full moon? You were thinking about Allison? Right? Protecting Allison."

"Okay?"

"What Caity is trying to say is Allison brings you back."

"But that's not always true, because everytime I'm kissing her or touching her.."

"First Ew. And Scocond that's not the same thing. Then you're just a hormonal teen having wanting or having sex." I explain. "Hey Chloe." Scott had a small smile on his face. "Anyway it's everything else. Wait are you thinking about sex right now, arn't you?" I look over to my best friend after a small wave from my sister.

Scott bits his lip before Stiles dives in and saves him, "Hey it's fine. Look back in class when she was holding your hand that is when your pulse went down. I don't think she makes you weak. I think she actually gives you control."

"Wait what if that's the key to controlling all of this."

"Cait what the hell dose that mean?"
"What if instead of trying to control the animal you should try to normalize the human?"

"Caitlin Homles you are a guinness." Stiles said piggybacking my theory, "She's kinda like and anchor."

"You mean because I love her." I stop dead in my tracks at what Scott jsut said.

"Exactly." Stiles and Scott stop to.

"Did I just say that?" Scott looks over to me.

"Yeah Scott you just said that." I tell the boy.

"I love her."

"Scott?"

"Yeah Cait."

"Why are you telling us that and you know not Allison?"

"Okay that's great and All but pleas can we focus?"

"Yeah sorry. So how would that help I mean Scott and Allison can;t be together all the time?"

"That I'm not sure about."

"What if he just thinks about her?" Both boys turn their head at me. "Well what if all he has to do is think about her. The person keeping him human. The other day he dreamed about Allison allowing him to protect the guy from the bus rather than kill him right?"

"Are you saying it's all psychological?" Stiles asks.

"That's exactly what I'm saying." A smile sneaks it way onto Stiles face.

My shoulders slump as Scott takes the bold me to question his friend. "Oh no you're getting an idea aren't you."

"Yeah."

"Is it going to get You, me and Cait in trouble?"

"Maybe." Oh god what was he thinking.

"Is this idea going to cause me physical pain?"

"Yeah definitely."

"Stiles.." I started but he stopped me.

"Okay good come one." With a truly dramatical roll of my eyes I followed me two friends

When we got outside Stiles directed me and Scott to go over to a car, telling Scott to take out his keys. Placing them between his fingers. "Now Scott whatever happens think about Allison."

I realized what Stiles planned to do. "ARE YOU ABOUT TO KEY SOMEONE'S CAR!" I whisper yell so no one around would hear us

"Oh yeah." Stiles walks over to a black truck and starts to scrap the side. I hide behind a trash can just in case this does not work and two assholes are about to get mauled by a werewolf. Stiles continued to walk vandalizing the car. He walked back and forth till the people noticed.

I watched the rage form in the men's eyes as Stiles claimed that Scott was the one who did it. Stiles then joined me behind the trash cans watching as our best friend got beat on the parking lot. I winched every time a new punch was thrown. Scott's heart rate was traveling up and down. 113, 123, 112. It was all over the place.

"Come on Scott just think of Allison." I whispered hoping that he would hear me. My own heart was beating way too fast for my own good. A scarlet liquared came from Scott's noise. The blood dripped onto the pavement. I wanted to do something. Scott was covering his head.

I lifted my hand with the intent of moving the men away from Scott but Stiles my hand before a could. Stiles pulled me into him Hugging me trying to get me to look away. I heard the muffled voice of Mr. Harris. I looked back at the phone still in my hand. 68. We did it. We taught Scott to find an anchor. Now we were almostly in detention but still we helped Scott find an anchor. (And learn he loved a girl) But find and anchor nonetheless.

Now here we sat in detentions after a lot of haggling my sisters to cover for me. Me Scott and Stiles sat in the Chem room every 3 seconds looking at the clock.

"Excuse me sir. I Know it's detention and all but uh I'm supposed to be at work. And I don't want to get fired." Scott spoke. I would have let him go and just made him finish the detention on another day but of course Mr. Harris didn't like tha plan.

After that we really didn't care about the no talking rule.

"Stiles?"

"Mm."

"You knew Scott would heal."

"Yep."

"So you did that to help me learn?" Scott placed in his two cents.

"That I did."

"And partly to punish him, right?"

"Well, that was obvious."

"Stiles you're my best friend and I can't stand you being angry with me."

"I'm not angry anymore." He played with his pencil before continuing, "Look you have something Scott, Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that no one else can. That goes for both of you." I guess I'm back in the conversation. "So that means neither of you have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something."

"I know." Scott says looking over at his friend.

I spin in my seat to face them, "And we will."

"Okay all three of you out of here."

"Thank you!" Scott runs out before me or Stiles can stop him.

"Time to go lose like fifty bucks."

"You really should have just told your parents that you were in detention."

"No way Stiles. I would rather oh Lottie 200 bucks then admit I'm a kid in detention." With that we were out the door.