Everyone was gathered in one spot when Isabel and Derek returned.

Sean saw them and went over to them. "Lilith doesn't look like she's going to make it. Devin wants to do something with his blood and she won't let him."

"He wants to heal her," Isabel explained. "Our blood has a healing property to it."

He walked back with them. Parrish had his hand pressed against her stomach and she was laying on the ground. She was pale and Isabel could tell she was dying.

Parrish looked up at Isabel. "I can't get the bleeding to stop and she's not letting Devin do that blood thing to heal her," he explained. "I can call an ambulance but I'm not exactly sure how to explain this."

"Don't," Lilith said. "I'm not worth it."

"You are worth it. I'm not going to let you die without trying."

"Don't bother."

Isabel moved Parrish's hands out of the way. "Call that ambulance and Stilinski." She looked at Derek. He nodded, knowing exactly what she was asking of him. He moved to the other side of Isabel while Parrish went to make his phone call.

"Please don't waste your energy on me."

Derek ignored her as he placed his hand on her arm, her pain visibly traveling up his arm.

"Please, Isabel. Make him stop. I don't deserve saving."

"Because of the harm you've done?" Isabel asked. "Because of the mistakes you've made?"

Lilith nodded. "I've killed innocent people. I tried to kill you and members of your pack."

Derek gave a grunt before releasing Lilith's arm, working his hand. "You're not the first person to try to kill us," he said. "Peter tried to kill me. Deucalion and his Alpha pack tried to kill all of us. Dying because you don't think you deserve to live is probably the worst reason I can think of to die for."

"Dying while helping you is a good reason."

"Not like this," Devin said. "Don't let Kenton win like this, Lilith. Dying isn't going to redeem you. Your anger and hurt clouded your judgment."

"Don't defend me. I knew what I was doing."

"Then live and redeem yourself. I killed a Pure Valkyrie. I could have accepted that but I didn't. And I was able to redeem myself because of that. You still have something to live for. This town and this pack will eventually need you. Need your magic."

Isabel looked at him, wondering if Devin had seen something.

"You can't give up just because you can't see the light." Blue lights suddenly filled the darkness. "Promise me, Lilith, that you'll survive."

Stilinski and Rafe jumped out of the SUV and headed towards them. Parrish went to intercept them. "What's going on?" Stilinski asked.

"Off or on the record?" Parrish asked.

"Off."

"We killed Kenton, but Lilith got the brunt of the whole thing and they're trying to save her."

"Who's Lilith and how bad is she?"

"She's ... ah... the witch we've been after." Both Stilinski and Rafe just looked at Parrish. Parrish put his hands up. "Long story and I'll explain later. But we need that ambulance if she has any chance of surviving."

Stilinski sighed and stepped away, reaching for the radio on his shoulder.

"Well, you guys have about five minutes to come up with a story before the ambulance gets here," Rafe said.

"I know." He turned and went back to the others as they heard a siren in the distance.

~~~

Dr. Geyer walked towards the waiting room. He glanced around before spotting Isabel, Derek, and a blond-haired man he didn't recognize. All three looked exhausted. "Have you two moved in here?" he asked when he approached them.

Isabel gave a chuckle. "Seems like it."

The blond man stood, looking hopeful at him.

"I have good news. Your cousin is stable. Whatever she was attacked with went pretty deep. She had some internal bleeding but we were able to mend the damage."

Isabel and her friend gave a sigh of relief.

"It might be a little touch and go for a while, but I don't think you'll have to live at the hospital again."

Derek chuckled.

"Go home. All of you. I'll keep you updated."

~~~

"Sheriff Stilinski," Deaton greeted. The veterinarian was closing up for the night. "I wasn't expecting you. What can I do for you?"

"I'm glad I caught you before you went home. Scott and Isabel aren't around, are they?"

"No, Isabel still isn't back to work and Scott left about an hour ago. I was just catching up on paperwork."

"Good, because I could use your advice on something." Deaton motioned for him to pull up a chair. "You know about Lilith White, right?"

"I'm aware of the situation. A witch who used her power for evil, but in the end used it for good."

"Yeah. That's what I need advice on. I've been able to keep it under wraps that she was the one doing all the killings. That she's the one that killed Stewart. My mind is telling me I need to arrest her for the murders and the assaults, but my gut is telling me not to." He sighed and rubbed the bottom part of his face. "But I can't explain how she's responsible without revealing Beacon Hills' secret. Or ending up in Eichen House. I just don't know what to do."

"I can see your predicament as a law enforcement official. You need to uphold the law and bring closure to the families of those she killed. But you are right in saying you can't give that to them. Not without revealing the true nature of Beacon Hills. Not everyone is ready for that. And I know the pack isn't ready for that either." Deaton stood and went around his desk, sitting on the edge.

"So I should just let her go?"

"What did you do with Peter?"

Stilinski looked up at Deaton before nodding. "I understand. I have to let her go. But she will never be a part of the pack."

~~~

"Your family has a vault at the high school?" Isabel asked when Derek pulled into the parking lot.

"The vault was here first. The school was built over it."

"And nobody found it?"

"The Hales paid for the building of the school. They obviously were able to hide the vault because of that."

"Makes sense."

Isabel followed Derek across campus until they reached the sign. Derek went around to one side and glanced around. They both knew security no longer would work at night because of all the murders and strange occurrences that happened at night. Derek flicked out his claws and inserted them into a strange symbol on the side. The symbol popped out slightly and Derek turned it right, left, and then right again.

"Stand back." They heard the sound of stone against stone as the sign turned, revealing a set of stairs leading beneath it.

"Now that's cool."

Derek smiled and led the way down the stairs, opening a metal gate. "This is where my family keeps family heirlooms and items of sentimental value. The Eye will be safe down here. Only the Hales can access it."

Isabel looked down at the box in her hand. She'd wanted a safe place to hide the Eye so it wouldn't fall into the wrong hands. She looked back up and around. She spotted an empty space and set it next to another small wooden box. Derek smiled and reached up and took the box down, opening it and taking out a wooden triskelion.

"Apparently that's the family symbol," Isabel commented.

"It is." Derek ran his fingers over the wood. "Just brings back memories. My family used this to teach control. It never worked on me, so Peter taught me to use my anger to anchor."

"What do you use now?"

Derek put the triskelion back in its box and replaced it on the shelf. "I think you know the answer to that," he said with a smile.