Scott raced through the Preserve, heading towards the Hale house. He slid to a stop once he saw it. He instantly knew he was in Peter's memory when he saw the house engulfed in flames. He expected to hear the screams of Derek and Peter's family but the only sound was the crackling of the flames. Scott darted towards the house, hoping that Peter wasn't inside. He threw his arm up, protecting his face from the heat.

"Peter!" Scott called, trying to figure out if the witch had him trapped inside. "Peter!"

~~~

Lilith dug her fingers into the tender skin of Peter's arm, causing a scream to escape his lips.

"Why are you doing this?" he cried.

"Because you rejected me for the Desert Wolf. For someone who was no good for you. I could have given you everything. I loved you." She grabbed the collar of Peter's shirt. "But you chose that bitch over me because she found out she was pregnant with your child. A child she hated. She hated everything about being a mother. But you chose her over me." She shoved Peter down and stood.

Peter pulled himself backward, each move he made making the pains of the burns worse. "So you've decided to kill me and my nephew's girlfriend because you're pissed at me? Why kill all those innocent people? Why kill the Chasseurs? Why try to kill Sean and take Devin?"

Lilith turned back to Peter. "Oh, darling, I didn't kill the Chasseurs." She crouched in front of Peter. "But I did try to kill Sean. Because he let Isabel escape." She stood. "Has Isabel told you what the Eye of Odin does?"

"She doesn't even know what it is."

"Oh, she knows. I brought her into her subconscious to help her figure out that she knows. And she'll tell me."

"All any of us know is it's a Valkyrie artifact. What do you want it for?"

"The Eye of Odin is the very eye of the All-Father, given up to obtain wisdom and knowledge. But the years it spent in the Well caused it to harden and turn into a jewel, absorbing the wisdom and knowledge of the Well. Along with another very important thing: power. That is what I want. Every Valkyrie to possess it is powerful. And each time they died, the Eye absorbed their power and knowledge. That, dear, is why the Valkyrie that possesses it is so powerful." She turned towards Peter. "But it was lost when the Valkyrie splintered into Dark and Pure. The last known Keeper was Esther Evans. And since her good for nothing son is dead, it has to be in her daughter's possession."

"She doesn't have it."

"But she knows where I can find it." Lilith crouched in front of Peter again. "Just think about it, once I have the Eye, I will be a goddess among mortals. A queen ruling this world with a powerful ally. A Valkyrie more powerful and ruthless than the world has ever seen or will ever see again." She grabbed Peter by his chin, causing him to wince. "And once we have the Eye, I'll kill you and your pathetic little pack while he destroys Isabel."

"I wouldn't say we're pathetic," a voice said.

Lilith turned to see Scott. Peter had no idea why Scott was there, but he was glad to see him anyway.

"We're just works in progress," he added with a smirk.

Lilith stood, looking down at Peter. "So you figured out you can control what you see," she said.

"What?"

"She's right," Scott said. "This is your mind. Everything you see is her playing with your mind."

Lilith suddenly looked confused.

"Nothing here is real," Isabel said, joining Scott. "You're not going to find the Eye or kill any of us." Derek and Deucalion helped Peter to his feet. "You thought you could trap me in a scenario where Vincent never went Dark."

Lilith suddenly smiled. "Well, this is interesting," she said, crossing her arms. "So you three managed to get into their minds to help them. And right into my territory."

~~~

"So did something like this happen last time this was done?" Stiles asked.

"How the hell would I know?" Lydia said. "I was in your head."

Deaton shook his head. "No, we only knew something was going on when Lydia had a nosebleed," he said.

Deucalion gave a grunt and his body shuddered.

"We have to get them out of there," Chris said. "But we can't separate them without killing them."

"They're aware," Devin said.

"How do you know?" Stiles asked. In response, Devin pointed at Isabel. Her hand was grasping Derek's. "When did that happen?"

Peter and Scott both flinched.

"Lydia, you need to scream," Deaton said.

"How is that going to help?"

"Deucalion said your scream might help if they ran into trouble," Devin reminded her. "It might be their only chance."

Lydia sighed before taking a step forward. "Cover your ears, then." She took a deep breath and shrieked.

~~~

Deucalion gave a cry as he hit a tree and went down. Isabel was at his side a moment later as Derek dug his claws into the witch's back and threw her away from him. Lilith gave a cry of pain. Peter roared and swiped at her. She threw her hand out and sent him flying. Derek dodged and Peter crashed into Scott, the two going down in a tangle.

"I think we need a new tactic," Derek said.

"Running might be a good idea at this point," Deucalion said, holding his back.

"Where are we going to run to?" Peter asked. "She's in all our heads right now."

"He's right," Isabel said. "We can't run."

"I hope you have a plan," Scott said.

Lilith rushed towards them. Isabel extended her wings faster than Derek had ever seen her do and forced a torrent of air towards the witch, knocking her back several yards.

"I'm going to regret this," Isabel muttered.

Lilith screamed and ran towards them again as Isabel's body began to glow and the loudest scream they'd heard ripped out of Isabel's lungs. The light burst forth from her body as it was joined by the shriek of a Banshee.

~~~

Everyone's eyes but Isabel's shot open, Deucalion and Scott pulling their claws free. Deucalion stumbled backward, bracing himself on one of the beams. Peter staggered off the couch, Deaton steadying him.

"Are you alright?" the Druid asked.

Peter touched his face, a look of relief on his face when he touched smooth skin. He nodded. "So to speak." Malia slammed into him, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm okay," he assured her, wrapping his arms around her.

Derek was on his knees in front of Isabel. "Isabel," he said.

"Did it not work on her?" Devin asked, worry in his voice. "Why didn't it work?"

"I think it did," Derek said. "She did her light burst. It always weakens her."

"Are you sure it worked?"

"You keep asking that and I'll punch you," Isabel said, opening her eyes.

Derek gave a sigh of relief and smiled. "Oh, thank God."

"I think I'll be okay."

"I hope so."

"Don't do that again," Devin said.

Isabel looked up at him. "We're even now. So shut up and don't tell me what to do."

Chris laughed.

She turned and looked around until she spotted Deucalion. "By the way, thank you for helping. But who are you?"

Deucalion pushed off the beam and walked to the couch and held his hand out. "I'm Deucalion. A pleasure to officially meet you."

"The Deucalion?" Isabel shook his hand.

"I'm not sure if I want to say yes to that." Isaac snorted a laugh. "We should leave and let Isabel and Peter rest up before the next step is decided."

He gave Derek a nod and he knew the responsibility of informing Isabel what they found out was going to be on him. Derek nodded back, accepting it.

"Come on, Devin," Chris said. "You can stay with me for now."

After everyone but Peter and Malia left, Isabel turned to Derek. "What?"

"It can wait."

"If it's important..."

Derek sighed. "You need to rest, I'll tell you later." Derek started to stand and she grabbed his arm.

"We said we weren't going to keep any more secrets."

"She got you on that," Malia said with a laugh.

Derek gave her a look before turning his gaze back to his girlfriend. "I think... we might know where the Eye is."