After I left Stiles' house, I called Scott to see if maybe he had any luck with Allison- sadly he hadn't, but he had this bright idea to break into her house and for some stupid reason I agreed to tag along. Now, I am not much of a climber- but I managed to scale the side of her house pretty expertly if I do say so myself. 

This is the first time I've ever actually been in Allison's room, so I honestly had no idea where to look. Scott was just looking on all of the surfaces, but it wasn't doing much good. "This is a bad idea, what if her parents come home? Don't they have like a whole military arsenal in their garage?" I asked in a panic. 

Scott nodded, "Yeah- but I'll be able to hear them, we'll be fine."

I sighed in annoyance as I looked around on her dresser, Scott for some reason decided to sit down at her desk and start looking at her stuff on there. I walked over and saw a receipt for the Bowling Alley, and when he turned it over it had First date with Scott! written on it. 

"Oh, that's brutal." I said as I patted his shoulder sympathetically.

I then saw a chain sticking out of a book on her desk and I opened it up, "Ha! Found it," I cheered as I held the necklace up to show Scott. His eyes were glued to the page of the book though, there were a few words circled in black pen and I guess they meant something to him. Scott pulled out his phone and pulled up the translator to type in Loup garou. I watched the screen intently, and then werewolf popped up.

"Yeah... that's not good." I mumbled.

Scott sighed, "Okay we have to get out of here. Let's go."

I nodded and handed the necklace to Scott, I was a little nervous to get out of the window, but thankfully those four years of gymnastics I took as a kid really helped. Scott jumped right out of the window with ease, show off. 

As we grabbed his bike to leave- we were interrupted by Mr. Argent, "Scott, Kasey?" Oh, this is so not good. 

I swallowed dryly, "Um, hello Mr. Argent."

"I assume you're here for Allison? Please, come inside." He said with a smile as he made his way to the front door, Scott and I exchanged a look of pure shock and terror as we made our way inside. I feel like I'm about to get sick. 

"She should be back any minute, she sometimes likes to go for a run after school." Mr. Argent continued as he began to walk towards the kitchen, I was simply following Scott- who was following Mr. Argent. 

Scott began to panic, "You know I should actually get going... I've got a game tonight."

"You want something to drink? I'm gonna have a beer," Oh this was starting to get entirely too awkward for me. I need to get the hell out of here. 

I cleared my throat, "I actually do have to get going... Stiles is waiting for me, I promised I help him with his English homework and the only reason I'm here is because Scott was too afraid to face Allison on his own, this guy is so shy sometimes. It was great to see you again, Mr. Argent." The words were so rushed and I sounded like a complete idiot, but I managed to get out of the house within the next thirty seconds. Scott on the other hand, not so lucky. 

Once I had walked a good two blocks away from the Argent's house I pulled my cell phone out so I could text Stiles the good news, We found  the necklace! Pick me up a couple streets down from Allison's. ASAP.

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"Did you get the picture I sent?" Scott's voice came from Stiles' phone, we were currently in his jeep, with Derek. After he picked me up from the street in Allison's neighborhood, he was already going off about some newly found information. Apparently after I left Stiles called Danny over to like get him to trace the text to Allison's phone the other night, and it popped up with my mom's name on the computer. Saying that she sent the text from her computer at the hospital. Which is really freaking weird.

"Yes, it looks exactly like the picture." Stiles answered. 

Derek then grabbed Stiles' wrist to bring the phone closer to him, "Did you check inside of it or the back of it? There's gotta be something. An inscription, an opening, something." 

"No no no, the thing's flat is doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing." Scott stated. 

I nodded, "Yeah when I picked it up it just felt like a piece of metal."

"And where are you? You're supposed to be here, you're first line. Look man if you're not here to start, you're not gonna get to play." Scott asked, clearly he was speaking to my boyfriend who was in fact late to his first ever game as a first lineman.

Stiles sighed as he hit the steering wheel in frustration, "I know, just... if you see my dad will you tell him that I'll be there? I'm just running a bit late,"

He then ended the call and put the phone down, "You're not gonna make it." Derek stated flatly. 

"I know," Stiles retorted. 

Derek then turned to look at me, "And you didn't tell him about your mom."

"Hey, sorry for not wanting to just throw information about our freaking mother at him right before his game. The last thing we need is for him to be all angry about something we don't even know about," I snapped defensively. My mom is not a part of this, her computer was just used by someone. That's obviously the answer.

I sighed as I glanced at Stiles, "You ready to do this?"

"Wait, one more thing-" Derek stated and then slammed Stiles head into the steering wheel, my eyes widened as I watched my boyfriend clutch his forehead- oh that will for sure leave a bruise...

"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" Stiles shrieked.

"You know what that was for, now go! Go!" Derek shouted as he pointed towards the hospital entrance. Stiles sighed as he climbed out of the jeep, I followed after him quickly. Derek has some serious anger issues. Maybe for Christmas I'll buy him a stress ball. 

"Are you okay?" I asked tentatively as I glanced at his forehead. 

He groaned, "Fine. I'm fine."

After we walked into the hospital, I was starting to get a very bad feeling. There didn't seem to be a single person on the floor where Peter was, and that was rubbing me the wrong way. I sighed, "Stiles this doesn't look good... call Derek." 

He nodded and pulled out his phone to call him, "Yeah- we can't find her."

Stiles stopped walking and stood just outside of the room that Derek's uncle Peter was supposed to be, I peeked around the corner- only to find an empty room. What the? "Stiles- tell him that Peter isn't here." 

"He isn't here either," Stiles relented to Derek.

I watched Stiles as he pulled the phone away from his ear, his hand shot and grabbed my wrist in a panic. I walked out of the room, and let froze when I saw the guy I assumed to be Peter Hale, standing by the door with half of his face burnt. Oh god. He's the alpha. 

"You must be Kasey and Stiles," He said with a smile. 

Stiles turned around to make a break for the exit, but some lady was standing there. She had on a nurses uniform and I had a feeling that was the nurse that Derek had told us about that cared for his 'paralyzed' uncle. Paralyzed my ass. "What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over," She smirked. 

My eyes went wide as it all started to suddenly make sense, "Oh my... you and him?" I asked as I looked between Jennifer and Peter. 

Stiles gulped, "And he... then you...."

"Oh my god," I mumbled. 

"We're gonna die. We're gonna die," Stiles said quietly as his hand slipped down so he was actually holding my hand instead of my wrist. My grip on him was very tight, but you can't really blame me. We are standing in front of the freaking alpha right now.

Derek then pulled his famous 'I'm going to appear out of nowhere' act, and I had never been more relieved to see him in my life. He elbowed Jennifer in the face and she fell to the ground, he knocked her out cold. Awesome. 

"That's not nice. She's my nurse," Peter said with a shake of his head. 

"She's a psychotic bitch who is helping you kill people. Get out of the way," Derek stated as he glared at Stiles and myself. 

"Oh, damn." Stiles sighed as he fell to the floor, pulling me down with him. Peter then advanced on Derek and they started growling at each other. Holy shit. Stiles and I started crawling, and we wound up behind a desk. I bit down on my lip as the sound of someone getting thrown into a wall echoed throughout the room. 

Stiles gripped onto my hand and tugged me in the opposite direction of where Derek and Peter were fighting. I could hear glass shattering and it only made Stiles go faster. He looked over the desk and I assume Derek and Peter were moving away because Stiles stood up, and then started running out of the hospital. We clambered into his jeep and then drove off, leaving Derek. 

"Well... talk about a plot twist," I mumbled.

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I am so close to season 2, I can almost taste it! After this I only have episodes 10,11, and 12 left. The excitement I have for that is just a little bit out of hand. Anyway, this will be the last upload for the evening. I'm tired and I want to go to bed, even though I want to keep writing because I'm so close to finishing this. Oh well. Patience is a virtue, I suppose. Anyway, please fan, vote and comment for meeee! xx