"What's your plan, Scott?" Deucalion asked.

"Using memory transference to help them."

"Wait," Stiles suddenly seemed to realize what Scott was planning. "You're going to do what you did to me?"

"That's the plan."

"Scott, they're under a spell, not possessed. What if this only makes it worse?"

"Stiles has a point," Deucalion agreed. "There is a danger to this. There's a good chance this will backfire."

"Sounds like most of our plans."

"Sometimes our plans go as planned," Kira said.

"This one might not," Chris added.

"I don't have a choice," Scott argued.

"You always have a choice," Deaton said. "It's whether or not you can live with the consequences."

"I'm breaking this spell."

Deucalion nodded seeing Scott's determination. "What is this young lady's name?" he asked. "It would be rude for me to enter her memories without knowing her name."

"Isabel," Derek said. "Her name's Isabel."

Deucalion immediately knew that Derek loved her, just by the way he said her name.

"I'm going to assume you're coming with us."

"That's should be a given."

"Then you need to sit next to Isabel. Scott will use his claws to enter your subconscious. I'll connect with you through Scott's while handling Peter's subconscious."

"I don't like this," Lydia said. "Finding the real Stiles while he was possessed was dangerous enough. Lilith seems to be more powerful than Void. What if she gets into your heads?"

"That's where you come in," Deucalion responded. "If you see any of us in distress, you scream. Hopefully, that'll help us." He turned to Scott and Derek. "Are you two ready?"

Derek nodded before going to sit between Isabel and Peter. Scott positioned his claws behind their necks.

Deucalion positioned his own claws behind Scott and Peter. "No matter what happens, do not break us apart."

Derek closed his eyes while the two Alphas' eyes glowed.

"Now."

~~~

Stilinski knocked on the door frame, drawing both Lindsey and Sean's attention to him and Parrish.

"Hey, kid," the sheriff greeted.

Sean nodded. "Sheriff."

"Glad to see you're awake. You had us all worried."

Sean looked over at Lindsey. "So I hear." He gave her a smirk and she smiled for the first time Stilinski had seen her since her parents' deaths.

"How are you feeling?"

"As expected for being stabbed and left for dead."

"I know this is a hard time for you, but I need to ask what you remember about your attack." Stilinski and Parrish took out their notepads.

"You know we were having some domestic issues. Lindsey was staying with a friend. The constant moving around was getting to her. I spent most of the day looking for a permanent place to set up the security firm in Beacon Hills. I was planning on running the idea by them that night when I got home. But when I got there, they were dead."

"How were you sure they were dead?" Parrish asked.

"I have training in field first aid. I checked for a pulse. I didn't feel one. I was jumped and stabbed. I defended myself with a kitchen knife. I think I might have wounded him, but I'm not sure."

"What can you tell us about the attacker?" Stilinski asked.

"Uh, male for sure. Maybe my height. Worked out, he was pretty strong. I'm guessing 40's. Black hair, thin mustache."

The two police officers closed their notepads. "Now what's the truth?" Stilinski asked.

"Excuse me?"

"They know, Sean," Lindsey said. "They're part of the pack."

"I think whoever this guy is killed our parents for losing Isabel. I'm pretty sure he's the one who hired us. When we didn't get results, on top of Mom and Dad losing Isabel, he came himself and meant to kill all of us."

"What do you mean, all of us?"

"Mom and Dad were the first. He meant to kill me when I came home and he said he was going to go after Lindsey next."

"Can you help us out on finding out what the hell the Eye of Odin is?"

"It's an artifact. Supposedly it really is Odin's eye."

"Well, that disturbing," Parrish commented.

"Odin wanted to drink from a well that held wisdom and knowledge but had to give up his eye in order to do so," Lindsey said. "The centuries the eye spent in the well turned it into a jewel."

Sean looked over at Lindsey, surprised that she knew the story. "Our parents said it was powerful, but I'm not exactly sure what it actually does. Or who wants it."

"We know at least two people are here for it," Stilinski said. "That witch that's been killing people and your client."

"That doesn't sound good."

"The pack's trying to figure out where it is and what it does. But they need to find out quickly before Lydia starts showing up at crime scenes."

~~~

Lindsey splashed water on her face. A few months ago, she was just a fairly normal girl. Her family had been fairly normal, despite all the moves. Her brother was her best friend, someone she could turn to. Now, she was associated with a group of people that murdered and tortured in the hunt for priceless artifacts. The world had become so much scarier. All the legends and fairy tales were real. And the worst part was her family would never be like it was. Her parents were dead, her brother was lucky to be alive and she was in the crosshairs of whoever wanted this stupid artifact. It finally hit Lindsey. Her family had been destroyed over an artifact. And she was angry now. Angry at the witch. Angry at whoever killed their parents and tried to kill her brother. Lindsey decided not to fight her place in this new world. The witch couldn't use her powers against her. She wondered what else wouldn't affect her. She stepped out of the bathroom and bumped into someone. She turned to apologize and saw Mason and Liam.

"Are you stalking me, Liam?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"No, my dad works here."

Mason was gathering the papers and books he'd dropped when Lindsey bumped into him. She and Liam bent down to help him.

"We went to all your classes and got your make-up work," Mason explained. "The whole school knows that your parents were murdered and your brother is in the hospital. The teachers all agreed to send your work home with us." Mason handed her the notebooks and folders.

"All your work is excused, but we figured you didn't want to be behind when you came back to school," Liam said.

Lindsey smiled. "Thanks, guys."

"How is your brother?"

"Recovering. He still has a long way to go."

Liam nodded. "Anything we can do? Bring you anything?"

"No, but thanks for bringing me my school work."

"No problem," Mason said. "Come on, Liam."

The two freshmen left and Lindsey saw Danny had been leaning against the wall waiting for them to finish. He walked towards her once they stopped at the elevator.

"What's up?" she asked.

"A lot."

~~~

Peter looked around, panic rising in his chest.

"Talia!" he cried. He could feel the heat as the fire spread through the house. He could hear the screams of his family. "James!" He couldn't find either one of his siblings. He ran around a corner. "Talia!" She was ushering one of James' children towards the basement.

"Peter!" He took his terrified niece's hand as she and his sister reached him. "Get out of here!"

"Where's James?"

"I don't know. And I can't find Cora."

"Get her out of here. I'll find Cora," He darted towards the stairs. A fiery beam broke and crashed towards them. "Talia! Look out!" He sprinted towards his sister, shoving her out of the path. All three of them fell, Peter screaming from the pain as the beam fell on him.

"Peter!" Peter managed to push the beam off him, but his entire right side was severely burned. "Oh, Peter!" The pain showed clearly on his face. She pulled him to his feet. "I'm getting you out of here so you can heal."

Peter screamed again as Talia draped his left arm over her shoulder.

"Come on."

Suddenly Talia disappeared and Peter dropped.

"Sorry to interrupt your lovely memory," Lilith said. "But you're not going anywhere, Peter."

"Lilith," Peter gasped.

Lilith smiled.

~~~

"Well, at least we're not in Eichen House this time," Scott said.

"Don't give her any ideas," Derek said.

Deucalion looked around. "I think our first order of business is to figure out where exactly we are." They were in the middle of the woods, but none of them recognized it. "This isn't the Preserve."

"I was thinking the same thing," Scott said.

Derek held his hand up. "Listen." They heard a car. "There's a road that way."

The three wolves headed towards the sound of the car, emerging from the tree line to an abandoned gas station just as a sedan pulled up to it and parked. A teenager darted around the car from the driver's side and opened the back door, climbing inside. They approached the car and saw a woman was lying unmoving in the back seat, blood covering her shirt.

"Mama?" the teenager said and Derek's eyebrows shot upward.

"Oh, my God," he said. "It's Isabel and her mother."

The woman in the backseat opened her eyes, which were glowing as bright a blue as Isabel's currently would glow.

"How can you tell?" Scott asked.

Isabel lifted her mother's shirt. "Why aren't you healing?" she asked her mother.

"Esther Evans was her mother?" Deucalion asked, awe in his voice.

"That's how I know, Scott."

"I... I'm... not... sure," Esther whispered weakly. "I... don't know... what he... used."

"We found her memory of her mother's death," Derek said.

"Mama, don't," Isabel whispered. "Don't leave me. I need you."

"Shh," Esther placed both of her hands on Isabel's cheeks, wiping away the tears falling. "Vincent is... a... Dark Valkyrie... now. You'll... need to... stay one... one step... ahead of him... and the other... Darks. Promise me... Promise me... you won't... go down... the same path... he is. Please, Isabel..., promise... me... this."

"I swear I won't," Isabel's breath caught as she attempted to suppress a sob. "I won't."

"You... are the... last of... the Pure... Valkyrie. Keep... moving. Do not... stay in... one place... for long. If you... ever need... protection..., go to... a werewolf... pack. I... I was... planning... on gaining... the... protection of... Talia Hale... in Beacon... Beacon Hills. She's... a... powerful... Alpha. You would... be safe... with... her. Seek out... her Emissary... first. His name... is Alan... Deaton. Vincent... will know... that's... where we... were headed. Do... not go... straight... there... now. But when... you need... the... protection... of the... Hale Pack, go... to... Beacon... Hills."

"They were supposed to have been in Beacon Hills the entire time," Scott said. "Vincent ruined that."

"I can't do this alone," Isabel said.

"You're... going to... have... to. You... can... do it. Remember... everything... your... father... and... I... taught... you. Resist... the... Dark... path." Esther pulled Isabel's head towards her and kissed her forehead. "I... love... you, Isabel. I... always... will." Esther's eyes turned from bright blue to green before she closed her eyes.

Isabel pulled her mother into her arms and sobbed into her neck. "Mama!" she sobbed.

Derek knew that pain well. Isabel seemed to know she couldn't stay there and went over to the gas station, looking in. She broke into the building and then disappeared inside.

"Derek," Scott suddenly said. "Look around Esther's neck."

Around the dead Valkyrie's neck was a necklace, a bright blue jewel on the end. The jewel slightly started glowing blue as a white glow encased Esther's body.

"What the hell?" Derek asked. The jewel seemed to pull in the white glow. Within seconds, the white glow was gone and the jewel returned to normal. "I think I know why everyone wants this thing now."

They all turned when they heard something hit the dirt. Isabel was at the tree line with a shovel.

"I know where the Eye of Odin is," Scott said. "If Isabel can remember where she buried her mother, we'll find the Eye."

"We have to break the witch's spell first," Deucalion said. "And find Isabel."