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From 2.05 "Venomous", in Scott's Room, Jackson and Lydia were talking in the dark.

Boyd: (voice over) "Previously on Teen Wolf (Worlds Colliding)"

Jackson looked at Lydia. "So do you have the key or not?" 

"Not," Lydia told him.

From 2.11 "Battlefield", in the middle of the woods, Boyd and Erica were on the ground.

Natalie stood in front of them protectively.

Allison continued to shoo Natalie with arrows unflinchingly.

Natalie's eyes glowed gold in anger and pain. 

"Stop!" Boyd told her.

"Please, Allison, stop!" Erica begged, sobbing.

Allison shot Natalie again.

From 1.03 "Pack Mentality", in the hospital's waiting room, Melissa and Macey were talking.

"Is it getting any better?" Melissa asked.

Macey shook her head, looking down in guilt and sadness. "No. It's getting worse."

From 2.11 "Battlefield", in the back room of the clinic, Deaton, Natalie, Isaac and Scott stood around the table, looking down at the sick dog.

"Why does it smell like that?" Natalie asked.

"Scott said almost the same thing.to me a few months ago," Deaton told her. "One day he could somehow tell the difference between which animals were getting better and which were not."

"He's not getting better, is he?" Natalie asked. Deaton shook his head. "Like cancer?"

"It has a very distinct scent, doesn't it?" Deaton asked.

Natalie and Isaac barely nodded.

From 2.09 "Party Guessed", in Ari's Home, in the foyer, Ari and Nathan were talking at the doorway.

Ari sniffed the air, a look of confusion and disgust crossing her expression. "Did you try a new body spray or something?"

Nathan looked at Ari with confusion. "What?" He seemed to remember the question. "Oh. Yeah. You noticed?"

Ari nodded an awkward nod. "I'd stick with the old one. This one sucks."

"Smells bad, huh?" Nathan asked.

"Bad bad," Ari answered.

Macey walked downstairs.

Ari stepped out of the way of the door.

Nathan stepped inside.

Macey held the container of pills toward him.

Nathan put the container in his pocket.

Ari looked at them in confusion.

Macey looked at Nathan.

Nathan looked at Ari. "Just vitamins I forgot to get."

Ari nodded. "You ever gonna tell me your secret?" She continued to look at Nathan, nodding to Macey. "You know, the secret you have Mom forced into keeping from me?"

"It's best if I don't," Nathan told her. "I don't want you to feel guilty for something you have no control over."

Ari frowned in confusion.

Macey seemed frustrated that Nathan would not tell Ari the truth, but kept it hidden.

From 2.11 "Battlefield", in the Hale House, in the foyer, Tara was sitting on the stairs.

Derek was standing next to her.

Peter was kneeling in front of them. "I'm going to tell you how to stop Jackson." 

From 2.11 "Battlefield", on the bleachers, Lydia looked toward the field, smiling.

Peter: (voice over from 2.11 Battlefield) "There is one young lady with whom Jackson shared a real bond." 

From 2.11 "Battlefield", on the lacrosse field, Jackson stood alone. His eyes were yellow, white black slits.

Peter: (voice over from 2.11 Battlefield) "One person who can save him." 

Jackson lowered his hand to his side, a claw on each finger.

From 2.11 "Battlefield", on the lacrosse field, Scott and Melissa were talking in the dark.

"Somebody is hurt," Melissa told him. "Somebody is down on the field."

The lights turned on one by one.

Everyone surrounded Jackson. 

"Jackson!" Lydia asked worriedly. "Jackson!" 

Macey knelt next to Jackson. 

Ari grabbed Lydia's arm comfortingly, both of them looking down at Jackson in worry.

Scott and Isaac looked toward Ari and Lydia, slowly walking toward them.

Ari looked at Scott and Isaac, the back of her hand hitting Isaac's chest lightly. "Look."

Scott and Isaac followed her gaze to Jackson's blood-stained hands.

"He did it to himself?" Isaac asked.

Sheriff looked around more frantically, raising his voice. "Where're Stacie and Stiles?" He yelled the next time he spoke. "Where the hell are my kids?"

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Day One - Same Night

Night - Beacon Hills High School - Parking Lot

A gurney was sitting inside the back of an ambulance truck, venom dripping to the floor. 

A woman EMT was standing outside with Macey and Melissa, looking at them. "Thanks for your help. But we can take it from here." 

"You know, we're gonna have to give a statement," Melissa told her.

"And I have to go meet Nathan at the hospital," Macey added. She looked at the EMT. "Why don't we ride with you?" 

The EMT started to shake her head. "Um, I think that would be a little--" 

"Perfect, great," Melissa told her, getting inside the back of the ambulance truck, sitting next to the body bag.

Macey walked toward the front of the truck.

The EMT exhaled. "Great." 

Melissa was looking at the venom dripping to the floor from the bag. 

The EMT closed the doors, walking to the front of the truck. 

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Argent House - Basement

The door opened. 

A hunter pushed Stiles down the stairs.

Another hunter was pushing Stacie inside.

Stacie struggled. "Hey!" Hunter 2 applied pressure to her ribs. "Ow, ow, ow, ow." Hunter 2 pushed Stacie onto the step below her. Stacie caught the railing, putting her hand to her side in pain.  The hunters walked out. Hunter 1 closed the door. Stacie turned to the door, hitting against it. "Seriously?" She stood, turning to look to the bottom of the stairs, but she couldn't see anything in the dark. She used the wall as a guide to walk downstairs. "Stiles?" 

Stiles started to stand. "I'm fine, Stacie. It's you I'm worried about." 

Stacie shook her head. "Don't worry about me." They heard whimpering noises. Stacie looked around in confused suspicion, leaning against the wall, feeling along the wall, trying to find the light switch. When she found it, she turned it on. Stacie and Stiles looked forward in complete surprise. "Oh, my God."

Boyd, Natalie and Erica were suspended from the ceiling, electrical wires restraining their wrists together, duct tape over their mouths, in pain and fear.

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Scott looked up. He blinked. When he opened his eyes, they were glowing gold.

Scott stood shirtless, facing the left, his eyes closed, water sprinkles everywhere. Tyler Posey.

Jackson, in his uniform, pushed into his back forcefully.

Allison kissed Scott sweetly, pulling back. Scott backed out of view. Allison pulled up her bow, her face echoing, releasing the bow. Crystal Reed.

Stiles stood next to his Jeep, walking forward. Dylan O'Brien

Stacie looked up, facing the right, a slow smile spreading across her face, in the track pose, her face echoing. She ran forward. Zoey Deutch

Ari stood still, looking to the left, her eyes glowing blue, water sprinkles everywhere, holding her motorcycle helmet in her hand, looking up. Katherine McNamara.

Tara stood with her back toward you, looking over her shoulder, black blood covering her skin, her body reflecting each other. Victoria Justice.

Derek looked up, shirtless, his eyes closed, shifted, roaring, dust falling off of his body. Tyler Hoechlin.

Lydia's hair covered her face, her hands held in front of her. She tossed her head back to get it to fall behind her head. Holland Roden

Tara's reflecting body was still covered in black blood.

Lydia sat with Jackson, holding his arm.

Jackson, in uniform, jumped into the air, throwing the ball forward. Colton Haynes

Tara was still covered in black blood. She wiped the black blood over her stomach away, clawing the design into it.

Scott's eyes glowed gold as he stared ahead, tilting his head down toward his chest.

Worlds Colliding (Teen Wolf)

All rights goes to Jeff Davis

Character creators:

Stacie Stilinski (mysticfalls1997)

Ari Martin (heartofice97)

Tara Hale (TVDlover97)

(guest star)

Natalie Lahey (Sasha Pieterse) (PLLTWTVD1997)

Macey Martin (Denise Richards) heartofice1997)

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Beacon Hills High School - Girls' Locker Room - Stacie's Locker POV

The door to the locker was ripped off and thrown aside, revealing Ari to be the one to do it.

Ari looked straight ahead into the locker in front of her, pulling out Stacie's jean jacket, sniffing it, trying to see if it had a strong enough scent. She sighed, looking up. "This better work, Stace." 

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Girls' Locker Room

Ari reached inside Stacie's locker room, pulling out a black hoodie and a red and black running shirt. She slowly walked toward the door.

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Locker Room Hallway

Ari walked into the hall that held both locker rooms. She looked across the hall to the boys' locker room, hearing the indistinct chatter from inside, leaning against the wall, sighing, waiting.

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Boys' Locker Room

The boys of the lacrosse team were getting dressed in their normal clothes, getting ready to leave for the night.

Scott and Isaac were already in their normal clothes, talking to Sheriff.

"I got to meet the medical examiner to try to figure out what happened with Jackson," Sheriff told them. "I've got an APB out on both Stiles and Stacie. Stiles' Jeep is still in the parking lot, and Stace usually rides with him, so that means..." He trailed off painfully. "The hell, I don't know what that means. Um--look, if they answer their phones, if they answer their emails, if one of you or Ari see them--"

"We'll call you," Isaac assured.

"Look, Stiles probably just freaked out from all the attention and Stacie's probably trying to calm him down or something," Scott told him. "We'll find them."

"Yeah," Sheriff told them. He looked at Isaac. "And you said that Natalie hasn't gotten back to any of your calls or texts?" 

Isaac stammered nervously. "I--I--I don't know what's going on with Natalie. I--I--I mean... Natalie said she'd be right back, but... I don't know."

"Well, I'll put out an APB out on Natalie, too," Sheriff told him, putting a hand on Isaac's shoulder. "We'll find Natalie, too, all right?" Isaac nodded. "I'll see you, okay?"

Sheriff walked away from them, walking past Coach, walking out, leaving.

Coach walked toward Scott and Isaac. "McCall. We need you for the team, okay?  Just like I need Lady Stilinski and Lady Lahey for the track meet tomorrow. You know I can't put you on the field next time if you don't get your grades up."

"Yeah, I know, Coach," Scott told him. "And when we find Stacie and Natalie, they'll be there to win the gold, probably trying to kill each other to see who's the best." 

Scott, Isaac and Coach chuckled without humor. 

"All right," Coach told them, starting to turn away. He turned back to them. "I mean, I--I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenburg, but you know, that's different. It's Greenburg. I'm just saying, we--I need you on the team. Get your grades back up."

Scott nodded. "I will."

"I know," Coach told him, turning around and walking away, leaving.

Scott looked around the vacant locker room. "Is that everyone?" 

"I think so," Isaac answered.

"Come on, Ari," Scott called.

"Ari?" Isaac repeated, looking around. Scott ripped off the locker door to Stiles' locker, throwing it on the floor behind him. Isaac raised his eyebrows, looking from the locker door to Scott. "You're gonna find them by scent?"

"We both are," Scott answered.

Ari walked in with the items in her hands. "No. We all are. And not just Stiles, but Stacie too. And Natalie, if we have to."

Ari held the jean jacket toward Scott. 

Scott took the jean jacket, handing Ari a shirt. 

Ari handed Isaac a hoodie. 

Scott handed Isaac a shoe.

Isaac took them. He looked at Scott. "But how come you get Stacie's jean jacket and Stiles' hoodie..." He looked at Ari. "You get his shirt and her hoodie..." He pointed to himself. "And I get a shoe and a hoodie?" 

Ari looked at the objects in her hands. "Do we need anything to get Natalie's scent off of?" 

"No, I've got Natalie's scent memorized," Isaac answered.

Scott looked from Isaac to Ari. "We'll find Natalie. We'll find all of them."

Scott looked behind Isaac and Ari.

Tara and Derek walked in.

"We need to talk," Derek told them.

Isaac and Ari turned to face them.

Peter stepped into view. "All of us." 

Ari was in complete surprise and confusion. "Holy sh..."

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Argent House - Basement 

Boyd, Natalie and Erica were suspended from the ceiling, electrical wires restraining their wrists together, duct tape over their mouths, in pain and fear.

Stiles and Stacie were with them.

Stacie looked at Natalie, holding a finger to her lips. "Shh. It's okay, Natalie, I'm gonna get you down from here." Natalie mumbled against the tape incoherently, shaking her head. Stacie reached out to the wires, the wires sparking, making her pull back in shock and pain. "Ow!" 

The basement door opened.

Gerard walked down the stairs. "Natalie was trying to warn you. It's electrified."

Stacie looked at Gerard. "What are you doing with them?"

"At the moment, just keeping them comfortable," Gerard told them. There was a hunter behind Gerard. "There's no point in torturing them, they won't give Derek and Tara up. The instinct to protect their Alpha and second-in-command's too strong."

"Okay, so what are you doing with us?" Stiles asked. "Because Scott and Ari can find us, all right? They know our scents. Mine's pungent, you know. It's more like a stench. I don't know about Stacie's, but they could find us even if we were buried at the bottom of a sewer covered in fecal matter and urine."

"You have a knack for creating a vivid picture, Mr. Stilinski," Gerard told him. "Let me paint one of my own." He walked closer to Stiles and Stacie. "Scott McCall finds his best friend bloodied and beaten to a pulp, and Arielle Martin finds hers mentally scarred for having to be an eye witness. How does that sound?"

The hunter took a few steps forward. 

"I think I might prefer more of a still life or landscape, you know?" Stacie asked. "And I'm tougher than you think. My mind's like a row of clay, sculpted into a brain, and even if you took a knife and stabbed it about 500,000 times, I still wouldn't be 'mentally scarred' because I can easily resculpt my own mind."

"I see creating the vivid pictures art runs in the family," Gerard told them in amusement, taking a step forward.

Stiles looked Gerard over. "What--what are you, 90? Look, I can probably kick your ass up and down this room." 

Gerard backhand punched Stiles across his face, making him fall. 

Boyd, Natalie and Erica flinched.

Stacie ran forward. "No! Stop it!" 

The hunter wrapped his arms around Stacie from behind, restraining her to his chest. 

Stacie struggled with everything she had.

Gerard leaned down to Stiles, grabbing his lacrosse jersey.

"Okay, wait, wait, wait," Stiles told them.

Gerard punched him.

"Okay, wait, wait!" Stacie told him, struggling, making the hunter loosen his grip.

The hunter wrapped his arms around her stomach and chest more prominently, holding her back, squeezing around her rib cage, making her cry out in pain.

"Let Stacie go," Stiles told them.

"That would ruin the point of this exercise," Gerard told him, punching Stiles in the face.

Boyd, Natalie and Erica looked away, toward the hunter and Stacie.

Stacie struggled. "No! Stop!" Gerard punched Stiles in the face. Stacie had tears in her eyes, trying to pull herself free. "Stop! Leave him alone! Please! Just stop hurting him. I swear to God..."

Gerard punched Stiles in the face.

Stacie struggled fiercely. 

The hunter squeezed around Stacie's rib cage more fiercely, making her scream in anger and pain.

Boyd, Natalie and Erica flinched at the sound.

"Let her go!" Stiles told him.

The hunter pulled Stacie away from them, tightening his hold. 

Boyd, Natalie and Erica closed their eyes.

Gerard punched Stiles.

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Beacon Hills High School - Boy's Locker Room

Scott, Ari, Isaac, Tara, Derek and Peter were in the locker room.

Ari took a few steps forward, looking from Peter to Tara and Derek. "What the hell is this?" 

"You know, I thought the same thing when I saw Scott talking to Gerard and we heard you two talking at the sheriff's station," Tara told her.

"Tara, wait," Ari told her. "There's a reason."

"Reason?" Tara repeated. "Try me."

"Tara, hold on," Scott told her. Ari and Tara looked at him. "He--He threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him."

"And I wasn't gonna let Gerard kill her for no reason," Ari told them. "What were we supposed to do?"

"I'm gonna go with Scott and Arielle on this one," Peter told them. "Have you seen his mom? She's gorgeous."

Isaac raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Scott, Ari, Derek and Tara looked at Peter. "Shut up." 

Peter rolled his eyes, looking away.

"Who is he?" Isaac asked.

"That's Peter," Scott answered. "Derek and Tara's uncle."

"Little while back, he tried to kill us all," Ari told him.

"And then we set him on fire," Scott told him.

"And Derek slashed his throat," Ari finished.

Derek nodded in acknowledgement, looking away.

Peter raised his hand for a halfhearted wave. "Hi."

"That's good to know," Isaac told them.

"How is he alive?" Scott asked.

Ari forced a laugh. "Let me rephrase that. How the hell is he alive?"

Isaac looked at Ari in confused amusement.

Tara smirked at the irony. "Might wanna ask your cousin that same exact question."

"What?" Ari asked.

"Look, short version is that he knows how to stop Jackson," Derek told them. "And maybe how to save him."

Scott and Ari looked at Isaac sadly.

Isaac looked at Tara, Peter and Derek. "Well, that's very helpful, except Jackson's dead."

Tara tilted her head straight in confusion and surprise. "What?" 

Ari looked at Tara and Derek. "Yeah, Jackson's dead."

"Just happened on the field," Scott explained.

Tara and Derek exchanged a look, looking at Peter. 

Peter looked down.

"Okay, why is no one taking this as good news?" Isaac asked.

Ari turned her head to give Isaac a halfhearted look. 

Isaac gave Ari an innocent look back, shaking his head.

"Because if Jackson is dead, it didn't just happen," Peter answered. "Gerard wanted it to happen."

"But why?" Derek asked.

"Well, that's exactly what we need to figure out," Peter told them, walking closer to the space between Tara and Derek, looking at Scott, Isaac and Ari. "And something tells me the window of opportunity is closing. Quickly."

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Argent House - Allison's Room

Chris walked up to her door, about to knock. He stopped, seeing that Allison and Gerard talking. "I saw the lights flicker and heard a girl scream." 

"Probably just one of our guests getting comfortable downstairs," Gerard told him. He looked at Allison. "Get some sleep if you can. I have a feeling the next 24 hours are going to be eventful."

Gerard walked toward Chris and the door. 

Chris put his arm on the wall to stop him from leaving. "You gonna tell me what happened at the game?"

"Didn't you hear?' Gerard asked. "We won."

"I meant Jackson," Chris told him. 

"So did I," Gerard told him, lowering his arm, leaving the room. 

Chris walked toward Allison. 

Allison turned her back toward Chris in annoyance, pulling her glove off of her hand. "You need something?"

"I want you to step aside and let us handle this," Chris told her.

"You're kidding, right?" Allison asked. 

"One of your friends is dead," Chris told her. 

"Because of Derek," Allison told her. "How do you think Jackson became that thing in the first place? Kate, Mom, Jackson. Tara is just like him." 

"What about Scott and Arielle?" Chris asked. "What if they die too?"

Allison looked down. "Since when did you care about Scott and Ari?"

"I care about you," Chris told her. 

"Really, Dad?" Allison asked. "If you're going to start quoting from the list of the top five things a parent should say to a child every day, why don't you start with, 'I'm proud of you' because I am doing exactly what you wanted?"

Allison walked past him dismissively, sitting down on her bed.

Chris looked down at her desk. "No, Allison. You're doing exactly what he wants. We all are. You let Gerard twist his way into your mind, and you nearly killed Natalie tonight, not caring if it hurt your friends Stacie and 'Ari', when Natalie hasn't even harmed anyone. You don't care if Stacie and Ari would hate you if you killed Natalie, after what happened to Adriana? You know that Stacie, Ari and Natalie already lost Adriana. You don't care if you lost Stacie and Ari if you took Natalie from them like Adriana was taken from them?"

Allison didn't answer, looking away, sighing heavily. "How do you know about Adriana? Or do I even want to know?" Chris didn't answer. "I'm tired. I just really want to pass out, okay?"

"Fine," Chris told her, picking up her crossbow from her desk.

"By the way, don't forget you owe me a new bow," Allison told him.

There was a clatter.

Allison looked toward him in confusion. 

Chris held up her broken crossbow, the string cut. "And a new crossbow."

Chris put the crossbow down, walking toward the door, leaving the room.

Allison looked at her crossbow on her desk.

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Beacon Hills Hospital - Morgue

Melissa pushed the curtains aside, looking at the body bag on the table. She looked at the venom dripping to the floor, slowly kneeling next to it, using a stick to scrape some off of the floor. She slowly stood, looking down at the body bag, exhaling shakily. "Oh, God, are we gonna do this? Yeah, we're gonna do this, okay."

Melissa slowly unzipped the body bag, slowly lifting one side of the flap to look inside.

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Nathan's Hospital Room 

(Song:) Breaking Falls - Dan Michaelson 

Macey and Nathan were talking.

Nathan was packing up a bag, getting ready to go.

Macey looked at Nathan. "Are you sure you want to leave? You heard what I said, what the other doctors said." Nathan walked past her to the table, picking something up. Macey turned to face him with an annoyed sigh. "Nathan, it..."

"It doesn't matter where I am, it's going to happen anyway, Macey," Nathan told her, turning to face her. "You know that. I know that." 

"The only one who doesn't know that but should is Ari," Macey told her.

"She'll find out soon enough," Nathan told her.

"Yeah, after it's already too late," Macey stressed, taking a few steps closer to him.

Nathan sighed, shaking his head. "I just want to spend one day in my home. That's it." 

"Your home?" Macey repeated. "I'm sorry, I thought you gave up that right when you made the decision to keep the secret from our daughter and move in here permanently without her knowing." 

"I..." Nathan trailed off. "I just want to be with them. Both of them. Even though I know there's no possible way." 

Nathan coughed blood into his sleeve. 

Macey inhaled shakily. "There's still time. You don't have to do this."

"Yes, I do," Nathan told her. 

Nathan held took her wrist, setting a yin yang necklace set, where one person could have the yin, and the other could have the yang.

Macey hung the necklaces in front of her to look at them closely. "What is this?" 

"I want you to give them to Ari on her 17th birthday," Nathan told her. "I got a set... I got two... In case, however unlikely... that Adriana ever comes back."

"17th birthday?" Macey repeated, lowering the necklaces, looking at Nathan. "That's only a few months, away, Nate. You can hang on for that much longer." 

Nathan shook his head. "I don't think I can." Macey looked away, exhaling shakily, closing her eyes, a tear falling down her cheek. "Hey." Nathan held either side of her head, making her look at him. "I've accepted it. You have to, too." 

Macey shook her head. "I don't think I can." 

Nathan smiled a small smile at his own words, closing his eyes, kissing Macey's forehead. "You will. I'm sorry." 

Macey looked down, turning away from him. "If you want to go home..." She opened the door. "Then let's go home."

Macey turned around, leaving the room sadly.

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Stilinski House - Hallway

Sheriff was on his phone, looking from Stacie's room on one side of him, to Stiles' room on the other. "Yeah, I'm not finding any clues here. Listen, if they--if they show up at the hospital... Okay, thanks." Stiles and Stacie walked in behind him in the hall. Sheriff sighed, hanging up, lowering his phone to his side. "Come on, guys, where the hell are you?"

"Right here," Stiles answered. Sheriff turned toward them instantly, walking closer, looking at the scrapes on Stiles' cheek and lip. He looked at the bruises on Stacie's neck and chest. "It's okay, Dad, it's okay."

Sheriff turned Stiles' head to the side. "Who did it?"

Stacie held her hand to her side. "It was just a couple kids from the other team. You know, they were really pissed about losing and Stiles was--he was mouthing off, you know. The next thing I know, they're beating him, and they had to hold me back so I couldn't do anything to stop it, and--"

"Who was it, Stacie?" Sheriff asked, lying a hand on top of Stacie's.

"Dad, we don't know," Stacie told him. "We didn't even see them really. Dad, I'm okay."

"I want descriptions," Sheriff told them.

"Look, Dad, come on," Stiles told him. "It's not even that bad."

"I--I'm calling that school," Sheriff told them, getting angrier. "I'm calling them and I'll personally go down there, and I'm gonna pistol whip these little bastards!"

"Dad!" Stiles told him. "I just--Stacie said we're okay."

Sheriff looked from Stiles to Stacie, looking as if he were about to cry, wrapping either of his arms around them. "God."

Stiles wrapped one arm around Sheriff, one around Stacie. Stacie wrapped one arm around Sheriff, one around Stiles.

Stiles gazed off, looking numb.

Stacie tilted her head toward Stiles and Sheriff's foreheads, sniffling, a tear falling down her cheek, closing her eyes.

(Song Ends)

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Hale House - Foyer

Peter, Tara, Derek, Isaac, Scott and Ari walked in.

Ari looked at her phone in relief. "Oh, my God."

Scott looked at her. "What?" Ari showed him the text on the screen. Scott sighed of relief. "They found Stacie and Stiles." 

Derek looked at them in confusion. 

Ari put her phone away, looking at Peter. "Look, I'll do anything to help, just leave Lydia out of it. I don't want her getting hurt."

"Even if we need her to save Jackson?" Peter asked.

"How do we know that it will save Jackson and you're not just using her again?" Ari asked. "You manipulated her into bringing you back to life, for God's sake!"

"So that I could help you all out of this mess you're in now," Peter replied.

Ari looked at Peter incredulously, glaring, opening her mouth to speak. 

Tara looked at Peter with an annoyed sigh, cutting Ari off. "We told you, we looked everywhere."

Peter walked to the stairs, sitting down on a step, pulling out a piece of wood. "You didn't look here." 

Peter pulled out an old-looking computer case.

"What is that, a book?" Derek asked.

Peter gave Derek a look like he thought he was crazy. "No, it's a laptop. What century are you living in?" He opened the case to reveal the laptop inside, opening the laptop. "A few days after I got out of the coma, I transferred everything that we had." He closed the laptop, starting to stand. "Fortunately, Argents aren't the only ones that keep records."

Peter walked into the living room.

Scott's phone started to ring. 

Derek and Tara exchanged an annoyed look, following Peter.

Isaac started to follow them. He stopped, looking at Ari. "You coming?" 

"And be near that lunatic?" Ari asked sarcastically. "I don't think so."

Isaac smirked, walking into the living room.

Ari leaned against the door way to the foyer and the living room.

Scott answered his phone. "Hey, Mom, I can't talk right now."

Melissa was in the morgue, facing away from Jackson's body. "Oh, yeah? Well, I'm so freaked out that I can barely talk either." 

"What's wrong?" Scott asked.

"Something," Melissa told him. "Definitely something. I don't know what, but I think you're gonna want to see this for yourself." 

Melissa looked at Jackson's body.

Jackson's body was cocooning itself in the venom coming from his own claws.

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Stilinski House - Stiles' Room

(Song:) I Could Live With Dying Tonight - Emma-Lee

Stiles was laying on his stomach on his bed, looking numb.

There was a knock on the door.

"Dad, I said I'm fine," Stiles called. There was a knock on the door. Stiles sighed, standing, walking toward the door. "Come on, Dad." He opened the door. "How many times..."

Lydia stood outside in the hall. "Hi."

"Hi," Stiles told her.

Lydia hesitated. "Your father let me in."

Stiles looked down the hall. "He did?" Lydia looked at the scrapes on his face in confusion. "Yeah, of course he did."

"What happened to your..." Lydia trailed off.

"Oh, uh, yeah, no, it's nothing," Stiles told her. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine." He used his thumb to point to his room behind him. "Do you want to come in?" Lydia slowly walked past him, inside, staring ahead. Stiles closed the door, turning to face her.  "How are you doing?"

"They won't let me see him," Lydia told him sadly, a tear falling down her cheek. "I'm supposed to give him something. He kept asking for it back."

(Song Ends)

Lydia held the key in both of her hands, looking down at it sadly.

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Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital - Morgue

Isaac, Ari, Scott and Melissa looked at Jackson's cocooned body. 

"What's happening to him?" Scott asked.

"I thought you were gonna tell me," Melissa told him. "Is it bad?"

"It doesn't look good," Ari told them.

Jackson started to move.

Isaac, Ari, Scott and Melissa all took a step back in surprise.

Isaac and Ari spoke at the same time. "Whoa."

"Um, Mom, can you zip it up, please?" Scott asked.

Melissa lowered her hands to her side, sighing, stepping forward. "Okay." She reached to the bag, starting to zip. "Okay, okay. Okay, here we go."

The bag stopped zipping at Jackson's chin. 

Melissa pulled harder, but it wouldn't move.

Jackson moved.

Melissa backed away involuntarily.

"Mom, zip," Scott told her.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay," Melissa told them, starting to zip the bag closed.

Jackson started to move fiercely.

"Zip!" Scott told her. "Zip, Mom, zip! Zip!"

Finally, Melissa zipped the bag closed.

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Argent House - Basement 

Boyd, Natalie and Erica were suspended from the ceiling, electrical wires restraining their wrists together, duct tape over their mouths, in pain and fear.

Chris stood next to the table with the electrical dials, looking at Boyd, Natalie and Erica. "You know, my family's done this for a long time. Long enough to learn things like how a certain level of electric current can keep you from transforming. At another level, you can't heal. A few amps higher, and no heightened strength. That kind of scientific accuracy, it makes you wonder where the line between the natural and the supernatural really exits. It's when lines like that blur." He touched the dial. Boyd tensed in fear. Natalie glared at Chris in anger and fear. Erica sniffled, crying silent tears. "You sometimes find yourself surprised by which side you end up."

Chris turned the dials off, turning around, leaving the room.

Boyd, Natalie and Erica exchanged a look of relief, the electrical sparks slowly dying down. 

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Stilinski House - Stiles' Room

(Song:) Midnight Starlet - Foy Vance

Lydia sat on Stiles' bed, crying silently.

Stiles sat next to her, holding out a roll of toilet paper. "Hey, sorry, I didn't have any tissues, so, uh..."

Lydia looked at him. "That's fine." She took the toilet paper, tearing off a small piece, wiping the tears away. "God, I'm such a mess." Stiles' cell phone rang. "God." Lydia held Stiles' phone toward him in annoyance. "You have 17 missed messages from Scott."

Stiles nodded. "I know."

Lydia looked at him in confusion. "You're ignoring him?"

"No," Stiles told her. "No, not really."

Lydia stood, walking toward his dresser. She looked down at the jewelry, picking up a chunky bracelet, looking at Stiles in confused amusement. "Why do you have women's jewelry?"

"Oh!" Stiles told her in shock, standing. "Uh, nothing, it's just some stuff I bought, you know, for your birthday."

Lydia looked toward him. "For me?"

"Yeah, I just... " Stiles trailed off. "I kind of didn't know what to get you, so I just bought you, like, a bunch of stuff. Like, a lot of stuff. You know, I was gonna return anything that I didn't give you. Or give it to Stacie, because, you know, she has to lose that tomboy thing sooner or later." Lydia smiled, leaning against his dresser. "Or maybe never, knowing Stace." 

Lydia laughed once, tilting her head, looking away to the flat screen TV still in its box. She looked at Stiles with a seriously look. "A flat screen TV?"

Stiles pointed at the box. "Yeah, that I'm definitely returning."

(Song Ends)

Lydia's cell phone rang. She looked down at the text in confusion. She pushed away from Stiles' dresser, walking toward Stiles. "You're gonna want to read this."

Stiles looked at the text in confusion.

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Hale House - Living Room

Derek stood next to the desk. 

Peter sat down in the chair next to him, both of them looking at the laptop screen.

Tara stood on the other side of Peter, on the phone, but she was talking to Derek and Peter. "They say he's some transparent case made from the venom coming out of his claws."

"That sounds efficiently terrifying," Derek told them.

"They also say he's starting to move," Tara told them.

"Okay, wait, I think I've found something," Peter told them. Tara set down her phone next to her side, leaning one of her arms against the desk to look at the screen. "Looks like what you've seen from Jackson is just the Kanima's Beta shape."

"Well, meaning what, it can turn into something bigger?" Derek asked.

Peter clicked on the mouse pad, leaning back in his chair. "Bigger and badder."

"He's turning into that?" Tara asked. "That... has wings."

"I can see that, Tara," Peter told her simply.

In the hospital, in the morgue, Isaac, Ari, Scott and Melissa looked at Jackson's still moving body in the bag. 

Scott was the one on the phone with Tara.

"Scott, bring him to us," Tara told him.

"I'm not really sure we have time for that, Tara," Scott admitted.

In the Hale House, Peter looked at the computer screen.  "Look, somebody actually made an animation of it. Maybe it's less frightening if we--"

Peter clicked on the mouse pad. 

Derek and Tara looked at the screen. 

They heard an even more monstrous screech.

Derek stood straighter.

Tara raised her eyebrows.

Peter closed the laptop lid. "Nope, not at all." He turned to Tara. "We should probably meet them half way, Tara."

Tara put her phone to her ear. "Scott, get him out of there right now. Go now."

Tara hung up.

Derek led the way toward the door.

Tara pulled on her leather jacket, following Derek.

Peter stood, following Tara.

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Argent House - Guest Bedroom

Gerard was sitting in a chair. He opened his eyes.

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Allison's Room

Allison was sleeping in her bed.

Gerard turned on her light, sitting next to her. "Wake up, sweetheart." Allison woke, turning to face him. "It's starting." 

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Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital - Parking Lot

Ari, Isaac and Scott carried the body bag toward the car. 

Scott looked behind the corner of the building, seeing the two people walking toward the entrance. "Hold on, hold on." The people walked out of the view. Scott looked at Ari and Isaac, his voice a whisper.  "Okay, go. Go, go, go, go, go."

Ari, Isaac and Scott carried the bag toward the car.

Scott dropped his side of the bag.

"Hey!" Ari told him in a whisper.

Scott shook his head hopelessly, leaning down to pick the bag up.

The red SUV pulled into the parking lot behind Scott, stopping, the headlights shining over them, the sudden brightness making them cover their eyes. The light faded until it was nothing.

Chris opened the car door, getting out, closing the door, walking toward them, stopping at the nose of the car.

Ari, Isaac and Scott exchanged a confused look.

Chris looked at them.

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Hale House - Foyer

Derek and Tara walked toward the door. 

Peter stopped them. "Derek, Tara, we need Lydia."

"There's no time," Derek told him.

Peter held up his hand, one finger raised in a hold on a second way. "That's the problem. We're rushing. We're moving too fast and while everybody knows that a moving target is harder to hit, here we are racing right into Gerard's cross-hairs."

"If I get the chance to kill Jackson..." Derek trailed off, turning away. "I'm taking it."

"Tara, are you gonna say something?" Peter asked.

"Yeah," Tara answered. "He's right. We're wasting time."

Peter sighed. "Fine. But what will Scott think of you after this, Tara?"

Tara looked at him with forced confusion. "Why should I care what he thinks?"

"Or Arielle, for that matter," Peter told her.

Tara looked to the side. "Again, why should that matter?"

Peter looked to the side, shaking his head. "Oh, no reason, Tara. Now, if you're both are in such a rush, then let's go."

Derek, Tara and Peter walked out, leaving.

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Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital - Parking Lot

Ari, Isaac and Scott were still standing over Jackson's body bag.

Chris was still looking at Ari, Isaac and Scott.

"You're alone," Scott told him.

"More than you know," Chris told them.

Ari shook her head, letting her hands fall to her sides. "What do you want?" 

Chris looked from Ari to Scott. "We don't have much in common, but at the moment, we have a common enemy."

"That's why we're trying to get him out of here," Scott told him, looking down at Jackson's body bag.

"I didn't mean Jackson," Chris told him.

Ari realized who he meant, looking at Chris in confusion. "Gerard." 

Chris looked at Ari, nodding slowly. 

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Stilinski House - Stacie's Room

Stacie was laying on her bed, looking at the glow-in-the-dark star stickers above her on the ceiling.

There was a knock on the door.

Stacie sighed, standing, walking toward the door. "Dad, I said I'm fine."

Stacie opened her door.

Lydia walked past her into the room. "Would you give me a ride in the Jeep? Stiles won't take me."

"Well, come right on in," Stacie told her sarcastically, turning to face Lydia. "And take you where?" 

Lydia turned to face her. "To save Jackson."

"As in..." Stacie trailed off.

Lydia nodded.

Stiles walked into the room, walking past Stacie, looking at Lydia. "You come in here and go to Stacie when I say no?"

"Yay, there was a party planned in Stacie's room without Stacie's knowing about it," Stacie told them sarcastically.

Stiles sighed, looking at Lydia, throwing her phone onto Stacie's bed. "How much do you know about this stuff?" 

"Pieces," Lydia answered. "Half of it's like a dream."

"Yeah, well, guess what?" Stiles asked. "The other half is like a freaking nightmare."

"I don't care," Lydia told him. "I can help him."

Stacie looked at Stiles. "I'll help her if you won't."

Stiles looked from Stacie to Lydia to Stacie in disbelief. "See, that's the problem." He looked at Lydia. "You don't care about getting hurt." He looked at Stacie. "And you never have." He looked at both of them. "But you know how I'll feel? I'll be devastated. And if either of you die, I will literally go out of my freaking mind." He looked at Lydia. "You see, death doesn't happen to you, Lydia. It happens to everyone around you. Okay? To all the people left standing at your funeral, trying to figure out how they're gonna live the rest of their lives now without you in it? Like Ari, who is more of a sister to you than a cousin, who's already lost her twin sister Adriana? How do you think she'll feel? Huh? And look at my face, huh?" He stepped forward, closer to Lydia. Lydia took a step back. "Come on, you actually think this was meant to hurt me?" Stiles gestured to Stacie. "It hurt Stacie more just by having to watch it happen."

"Stiles," Stacie told him.

Stiles stepped back, knowing just how far he had gone. "Oh. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," Lydia told him. She turned for the door. "I'll find him myself."

"Hey, Lydia, wait," Stiles said.

Stacie looked after her, shaking her head, and following after her. "Lydia, wait."

Stacie walked out of her room.

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Stiles' Room 

Stacie stepped into Stiles' room for a second, long enough to grab the keys from his desk, turning around, walking out of the room, down the hall.

Stiles was still in Stacie's room across the hall, raising his arms in a what the hell gesture.

¤•¤°¤•¤

Outside

Lydia walked toward Stiles' Jeep. 

Stacie caught up to her. "Lydia." Lydia turned to face her. Stacie took Lydia's wrist, placing the keys on her palm. "Wait there. I'll be back."

"We don't have time," Lydia told her.

"Look, they're with Jackson right now, right?" Stacie asked. Lydia nodded. "Then we don't have.anything to worry about."

Stacie turned around, walking into the house. 

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Beacon Hills High School - Parking Lot

Ari, Isaac and Scott stood over Jackson's body bag.

Chris stood by his car. "Gerard has twisted his way into Allison's head, the same way he did with Kate. And I'm losing her." He looked at Scott. "And I know you're losing her too."

"You're right," Scott told him, sighing.

"So can you trust us to fix this?" Ari asked. Chris nodded. "Then can you let us go?"

"No," Chris answered. Ari looked down. "My car's faster."

Ari looked up.

  ¤•¤°¤•¤ 

Later 

The SUV drove away, leaving.

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Stilinski House - Stiles' Room

Stiles sat at his desk, looking at his phone. He sighed, putting the phone down.

Sheriff stood in the door way. "She left, huh?"

Stiles nodded. "Yeah."

"Did Stace go with her?" Sheriff asked.

Stiles shook his head, sighing. "I don't know." 

(Song:) Bloodflood - ALTJ

"So is there, uh..." Sheriff trailed off. Stiles looked at him. "Anything there?"

"No," Stiles answered. "No, she's in love with someone else."

Sheriff nodded. "Ah." He walked closer to Stiles, sitting down next to him. "Listen, I know that getting beaten up, and Stacie getting hurt, and with what happened to Jackson, has gotten you pretty shaken. But be happy about one thing. The game. You were amazing."

Stiles scoffed. "Thanks, Dad."

Stacie ran into the hall, slowing to a stop, standing in the doorway, her hand resting on the door, looking at them. 

"No, I mean it," Sheriff told him. "Look, it was pretty much over. And then you got the ball, and you started running. You scored, and the tide just turned. And you scored again. And again." Stiles smiled, scoffing. "You weren't just MVP of the game. You were a hero."

Stacie smiled a small smile.

Stiles shook his head. "No, I'm not a hero, Dad."

"You were tonight," Sheriff told him, patting him on the back, standing, walking toward Stacie and the door. "Hey, Stace." 

Stacie smiled. "Hey, Dad."

Sheriff walked past her to walk out of the room.

Stacie walked into the room.

Stiles shook his head. "I'm not a hero."

"You're wrong, you know," Stacie told him. Stiles looked at her. "You're a hero to someone."

"Oh, yeah?" Stiles asked. "Who?"

"Me," Stacie answered, sitting down next to him. "You're the strongest person I know. You're smart, you're strong, you're everything I wish I could be." She put a hand on his shoulder. "You're a hero to me. Don't ever think that you're not."

Stiles smiled a small smile. "Thanks, Stace."

"Come on," Stacie told him. "Lydia's got the keys, but I'm driving."

"Oh, really?" Stiles asked skeptically, smiling.

"Yes, really, unless you wanna get left behind," Stacie told him.

Stacie smiled, taking Stiles by his wrist, standing, running out, pulling him with her.

(Song Ends)

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Argent House - Basement

Boyd, Natalie and Erica were suspended from the ceiling, electrical wires restraining their wrists together, duct tape over their mouths.

The electrical sparks were completely gone now.

Natalie pulled at the wires, bringing them down from the ceiling, breaking free, falling toward the floor, landing awkwardly, pulling the wires off.

Boyd pulled at the wires, bringing them down from the ceiling, breaking free, falling toward the floor, landing awkwardly, pulling the wires off.

Natalie stood straight, turning to face Boyd and Erica, pulling the duct tape off her mouth painfully, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. "You guys wanna run so you can get caught again, go ahead." Boyd pulled the duct tape off his mouth painfully, breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. "Or do you want to go back, stay, fight, and be safe with Derek and Tara and Isaac and Ari and Scott and all of them?"

Boyd looked at Erica.

Erica nodded. 

Boyd looked at Natalie. "You tried to save us. You actually did save me, Natalie. You almost died for us. I think we can go back for that."

Natalie nodded, smiling a small smile. 

Natalie and Boyd turned to help Erica down. 

¤•¤°¤•¤

Warehouse District

The SUV pulled up outside of a warehouse.

Scott, Chris, Isaac and Ari opened the car doors, getting out, closing the doors.

Isaac looked into the trunk window. "I think he stopped moving." He looked toward Chris. "And I'm guessing you know where my sister is. Where's Natalie?"

Chris hesitated. "Natalie's okay. She's free." Isaac and Ari exchanged a look. "Where are Derek and Tara?"

Scott and Ari looked down the alley in front of them.

Derek ran toward them on both hands and feet. 

Ari tilted her head in a seriously way.

Chris looked at him in confusion.

Tara walked down the alley, rolling her eyes at Derek's gesture.

Derek stopped in front of the car, flipping through the air, landing in a crouch, looking up, his eyes glowing red.

Peter was several yards away, watching them. He rolled his eyes, looking away in annoyance. "Someone certainly enjoys making an entrance." 

Peter looked toward them.

Tara stood next to Derek, crossing her arms across her chest, looking at Chris.

Derek looked at Chris, slowly standing, the red glow fading from his eyes.

"I'm here for Jackson," Chris told them. "Not either of you."

"Somehow, I don't find that very comforting," Tara told him.

Derek nodded to Scott, Isaac and Ari. "Get him inside."

Ari rolled her eyes, turning toward the car.

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Warehouse

Everyone was inside.

The body bag laid on the floor. 

Scott walked away from the red SUV, looking at Derek and Tara. "Where are they?" 

Tara slowly walked toward the body bag, looking around. "Who?" 

"Peter and Lydia," Ari answered.

Neither answered.

Several feet away, Peter looked around the corner of a beam, curling his hand around it, a claw on each finger. 

Tara leaned down, unzipping the bag.

"Tara, hold on a second," Scott told her.

"You guys said you knew how to save him," Ari told them.

"We're past that," Tara told them.

"What--?" Scott started.

"What about--?" Ari started to demand.

Tara cut her off. "Think about it, guys! Gerard controls him now."

Chris looked around in confusion, shaking his head in denial.

"He's turned Jackson into his own personal guard dog," Derek agreed. "He set all of this in motion so Jackson could get even bigger and more powerful."

"No," Chris told them. Everyone looked at him. "No, he wouldn't do that. If Jackson's a dog, he's turning rabid, and my father wouldn't let a rabid dog live."

They heard Gerard's voice. "Of course not," Everyone looked toward the entrance. Gerard walked in. "Anything that dangerous, that out of control, is better off dead."

Tara looked at Jackson, raising her arm above her head, each finger having a claw, slashing toward Jackson's throat.

Jackson's eyes opened, yellow and black slit, half-transformed, stabbing his own claws into Tara's stomach. 

Scott looked in worry and shock. Derek instantly took a step forward worriedly. Ari was in shock. "Tara?"

Jackson raised Tara above his head, slowly standing.

Chris drew his gun, aiming at Jackson.

Ari watched in worry and surprise. "Oh, my God. Tara."

Isaac raised his eyebrows in shock, taking a step back.

Jackson threw Tara toward the translucent sheets at the end of the building.

Tara fell through them, falling to the floor, landing on her side, her eyes closed, seemingly unconscious.

¤•¤°¤•¤

¤•¤°¤•¤  

Derek took a step toward the direction Jackson had thrown Tara. 

Gerard's voice stopped him. "Well done to the last, Scott." Everyone looked toward him. "Even you, Arielle." Scott and Ari looked toward him. Gerard walked closer. "Like the concerned friends you are, you brought Jackson to Derek and Tara to save him. You just didn't realize that you were also bringing Derek and Tara to me."

Derek shifted in anger and worry, his eyes glowing red, roaring, running toward Jackson.

An arrow shot into Derek's shoulder, making him fall to the floor. 

An arrow shot through the air between Scott and Ari. 

Scott and Ari ducked to either side. 

The arrow lodged into Isaac's shoulder, making him fall.

Scott and Ari looked from Isaac to the door.

Allison disappeared around the corner again.

"Allison?" Scott asked.

Scott looked at Ari. 

Ari looked at Scott, nodding to Derek. 

Scott nodded. He ran toward Derek, wrapping his arm around his shoulders, pulling him with him, running into cover.

Ari ran toward Isaac, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pulling him with her, running into cover.

Jackson turned toward Chris. Chris raised his gun, shooting at Jackson, making him screech in pain and turn away. Jackson hissed, running away, disappearing. Chris turned toward the car, shooting in the direction he had seen Jackson disappear. He shot the front windows, making them shatter. He shot the back windows, making them shatter. He fired one more time, running out of ammo. He pulled out the clip from his jacket pocket, reloading, cocking the gun. The Kanima jumped onto the roof of the car. Chris raised his gun to shoot. The Kanima wrapped its tail around the barrel of the gun, pulling it out of his grasp, tossing it aside, screeching. Chris ran away, turning back to the Kanima, pulling a knife out of his boot. The Kanima ran toward him, screeching, pushing him back into the beam behind him.

Peter was watching from behind the beam. 

Derek flipped over a pile of wood, landing on the other side in a crouch, looking up, shifted, his eyes glowing red. 

Scott jumped onto the pile of wood behind him, shifted, his eyes glowing gold. 

Scott and Derek roared.

The Kanima screeched back.

Ari's hand fell to her side, a claw on each of her fingers. She looked up, her eyes glowing blue and her canines grown.

(Song:) Teen Wolf Theme Song

Isaac stood next to her, completely shifted, his eyes glowing gold. 

Derek stood, growling.

Scott jumped over Derek's head, slashing toward the Kanima. The Kanima placed both hands on Scott's shoulders, pushing him aside.

The Kanima slashed toward Derek. Derek raised an arm to block the move, punching it in the head. It tried to slash toward Derek. Derek spun around him.

Peter was still watching, making a face. 

Isaac stabbed his claws into the Kanima's back, making it screech in pain. The Kanima pushed Isaac toward Scott, making them both fall.

Ari gripped the Kanima's throat, pushing him back.

Derek was climbing a structure. 

Ari pushed the Kanima back into the structure.

Derek was still climbing the structure. 

Ari growled at the Kanima. The Kanima gripped Ari's throat, throwing her several feet into a pile of wood, making her fall to the floor. 

Derek jumped down from the structure, hitting both arms into the Kanima, making it run forward. Derek slashed toward it. The Kanima caught Derek's arm, turning around, pushing him toward the metal wall. Derek walked along the metal wall, back-flipping over the Kanima, landing on the other side of it. The Kanima turned to face Derek. Derek slashed toward the Kanima. The Kanima caught Derek's arm, gripping his throat, slicing the back of Derek's neck, paralyzing him.

Scott walked closer. 

The Kanima turned around, pushing Derek into the metal wall, making him fall to the floor.

Peter was still watching, making a face. 

Scott came up from behind the Kanima, kicking it in its back, making it run into the metal wall. The Kanima turned toward Scott. Scott slashed toward the Kanima. The Kanima kicked Scott several feet back into the wall, making him fall to the floor.

The Kanima turned toward Ari, slashing toward her. Ari ducked, spinning around him to stand behind him, turning to face him. The Kanima turned to face Ari, kicking her into the metal wall, holding her by her throat to keep her there, screeching in her face. Ari growled in response. The Kanima sliced into the back of her neck, paralyzing her, pushing her to the floor.

Isaac jumped toward the Kanima. The Kanima turned to Isaac, slashing into his stomach, making him fall next to Ari, also paralyzed now.

Tara pushed through the translucent sheets angrily, her eyes glowing blue. The Kanima turned to her, screeching. Tara growled, grabbing the bar next to her, kicking the Kanima horizontally, letting go and standing straight. The Kanima kicked toward Tara. Tara flipped over the Kanima's leg, landing in a crouch on the other side. The Kanima slashed into her back, paralyzing her. Tara spun into a standing position, kicking the Kanima away, trying to remain standing.

Allison walked toward Tara, two knives in her hands, slashing into Tara's stomach. Tara slashed toward Allison. Allison circled around her, standing behind her, slashing the daggers into her back, making her fall. Tara glared up at Allison, paralyzed, breathing heavily. Allison raised one of the knives to stab Tara in the heart.

Scott ran forward. "No, Allison!" 

(Song Ends)

The Kanima grabbed Allison's wrists, throwing the daggers to the floor, gripping Allison's throat, making her gasp.

Gerard walked closer. "Not yet, sweetheart." 

"What are you doing?" Allison asked.

"He's doing what he came here to do," Scott answered.

Gerard looked at Scott. "Then you know." 

"What is he talking about?" Allison asked.

Gerard looked from Allison to Scott. "It was the night outside the hospital, wasn't it? When I threatened your mother. I knew I saw something in your eyes. You could just smell it, couldn't you?"

Ari looked up with reluctance, realization and denial.

"He's dying," Isaac told them.

"I am," Gerard confirmed. "I have been for a while now. Unfortunately, science doesn't have a cure for cancer yet. But the supernatural does."

Ari looked ahead of her, stuck in the past.

¤

Flashback - 2.09 "Party Guessed"

Night - Ari's House - Foyer 

Ari and Nathan were standing at the front door to the house, with Nathan standing outside, and Ari standing inside.

Ari sniffed the air, a look of confusion and disgust crossing her expression. "Did you try a new body spray or something?"

Nathan looked at Ari with confusion. "What?" He seemed to remember the question. "Oh. Yeah. You noticed?"

Ari nodded an awkward nod. "I'd stick with the old one. This one sucks."

"Smells bad, huh?" Nathan asked.

"Bad bad," Ari answered.

Nathan smiled a small smile.

Ari looked down in nostalgia.

"I miss this," Nathan told her.

Ari hesitated. "I do too."

There was a long moment of silence.

Macey walked downstairs with a container of pills. "Ari, I didn't know you were still home."

Ari nodded, stepping out of the way of the door.

Nathan stepped inside. "Hello, Macey."

Macey held the container of pills toward him. "Nathan."

Nathan put the container in his pocket.

Ari looked at them in confusion.

Macey looked at Nathan.

Nathan looked at Ari. "Just vitamins I forgot to get."

Ari nodded. "You ever gonna tell me your secret?" She continued to look at Nathan, nodding to Macey. "You know, the secret you have Mom forced into keeping from me?"

Macey sighed, tilting her head. "Ari..."

"No, it's okay," Nathan told her. He looked at Ari. "It's best if I don't." Macey looked away. "I don't want you to feel guilty for something you have no control over."

Ari frowned in confusion.

Macey seemed frustrated that Nathan would not tell Ari the truth, but kept it hidden.

¤

Now

Night - Warehouse 

Ari looked up in realization, breathing heavily, tears in her eyes.

Isaac looked toward her in confusion.

¤

Flashback - 2.09 "Party Guessed"

Night - Ari's House - Foyer

Macey, Nathan and Ari were in the foyer.

Ari sighed, nodding. "Bye, Mom."

Ari turned for the door, about to leave.

Nathan looked after her with a hurt expression. "Bye, Ari."

Ari stopped in surprise, turning her head to look at him. She looked down for a second. She looked up. "Bye, Dad."

Ari slowly turned back for the door, walking out, letting it swing closed behind her.

Macey was surprised with the moment that Nathan and Ari had, looking at Nathan in surprise.

Nathan looked at her with the same hurt expression.

Macey looked at him sadly.

¤

Now

Night - Warehouse

Ari closed her eyes, tilting her head toward the ceiling, a tear falling down her cheek.

Isaac was the only one who had noticed her behavior, confused and concerned.

Chris looked at Gerard angrily. "You monster."

"Not yet," Gerard told them.

Allison looked horrified and incredulous. "What are you doing?"

The Kanima held Allison's throat tighter.

"You'll kill her too?" Chris asked incredulously.

Gerard looked at Chris. "When it comes to survival, I'd kill my own son." Chris looked at him in anger and hate. Gerard tilted his head toward Scott. "Scott."

Scott returned completely human. 

Allison watched in denial, tears in her eyes.

Scott slowly walked toward Derek.

Chris frowned in confusion.

Scott grabbed Derek's neck, pulling him into a standing position.

Tara slowly shook her head in denial and anger.

"Scott, don't," Derek told him. "You know he's gonna kill me right after. He'll be an Alpha. He'll kill Tara."

"That's true," Gerard admitted bluntly. "But I think he knows that, don't you, Scott? He knows that the ultimate prize is Allison. Do this small task for me, and they can be together." Tara looked away in annoyance and anger. "You are the only pieces that don't fit, Derek, Tara. And in case you haven't learned yet, there is just no competing with young love."

Gerard took off his jacket.

Tara looked at Scott. "Scott, don't! Don't!"

Scott looked at Tara with sympathy. "I'm sorry, Tara. But I have to."

Scott tilted Derek's head back.

Ari pushed the tears away, looking toward them expectantly.

Isaac looked from Ari to Scott, Derek and Gerard.

Scott opened Derek's mouth widely.

Tara tried to push herself up. She couldn't move.

Gerard rolled his sleeve up, lowering his forearm into Derek's mouth.

Chris looked down, shaking his head in anger.

Scott made Derek bite Gerard's arm, making Gerard scream once in pain.

Allison looked away nervously.

Scott let Derek fall to the floor.

Tara looked numbly from Scott to Derek.

Gerard looked at the Alpha bite on his arm, laughing, raising his arm in the air victoriously.

Black blood started to trail down his arm. 

Peter was still watching. "What the--" 

Allison's mouth was open in shock.

Black blood continued to trail down Gerard's arm.

Chris looked at it in confused disgust. 

Scott looked at Ari.

Ari forced a small smirk.

Gerard looked around. "What?" He looked at the black blood trailing down his arm. He looked at Scott. "What is this? What did you do?"

"He doesn't deserve all of the blame," Ari told him. Gerard looked at her. "After all, it was my idea."

Scott looked around. "Everyone said Gerard always had a plan." He looked at Tara and Derek. He looked at Ari. Ari and Scott looked at Gerard. "We had a plan too."

Gerard pulled the container of pills from his jacket pocket, letting his jacket fall to the floor. He opened the container, pouring all of the pills into the palm of his hand. "No. No." 

Three pills fell to the floor, bouncing off the granite, rolling away from each other (slow motion). 

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Flashback - 2.10 "Fury"

Night - Sheriff's Station - Hallway

Scott, Gerard and Ari were in the hallway.

Scott dropped a container on the floor, picking it up, looking down the hall toward Ari.

Ari smirked smugly. 

Scott turned to face Gerard, handing him the container. "You dropped this."

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Day - Beacon Hills Animal Clinic - Backroom

There was a rack of pills on the table.

Deaton was pouring Mountain Ash inside of them.

Scott and Ari stood on either side of him.

Deaton look at Ari. "Very clever, Arielle. You impress even me with your ingenuity." 

Ari smiled. 

Scott smirked, looking down at the pills.

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Now

Night - Warehouse

Gerard crushed the pills in his hand, Mountain Ash falling from his clenched fist. "Mountain Ash!" 

Black blood trailed down from Gerard's nose. He fell to his knees, looking straight ahead. Black blood trailed down from his eyes.

Scott looked on in shock.

Allison looked fearful.

Isaac watched in disgust.

Gerard looked at the ceiling, black blood trailing down from his ears to his neck, breathing heavily, choking.

Ari's mouth opened in shock.

Gerard vomited black blood onto the floor in front of him, the pool of black blood surrounding him.

Chris closed his eyes, turning his head away in disgust.

Derek watched in confused shock.

Gerard continued to vomit black blood onto the floor. 

Tara raised her eyebrows, frowning, confused, shocked and impressed.

Gerard finally stopped vomiting black blood, closing his eyes, falling to the floor.

Derek looked from Ari to Scott. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Scott looked at Derek. "Because you might be an Alpha, but you're not ours."

Ari looked at Tara, using her words against her. "You're not a pack without an Alpha, right?" 

Tara looked away.

Gerard tried to pull himself up from the floor, propping himself against the floor, spitting out black blood. He looked at the Kanima. "Kill them! Kill them all!"

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Gerard fell, seemingly unconscious.

The Kanima let go of Allison's neck. 

Allison elbowed the Kanima's face.

Ari slowly stood, looking toward the alley, hearing the sound of an approaching vehicle.

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Warehouse District

The Jeep drove toward the warehouse as fast as it could.

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Stiles' Jeep

Stacie was driving. 

Lydia was in the passenger seat.

Stiles sat in the back seat.

Stacie directed her question toward Lydia. "Do you have any idea what you're gonna do?"

Lydia nodded. "Yeah."

"What?" Stacie asked.

Lydia held out the key. "He's wanted this back for so long."

"You're betting all of this on a key?" Stacie asked.

Stiles pointed at the wall. "Break through the wall."

"What?" Stacie asked.

"Break through the wall!" Stiles told her. 

"Okay!" Stacie told him, closing her eyes, shifting gears, driving faster.

Lydia and Stiles closed their eyes, cringing back.

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Warehouse

Stiles' Jeep broke through the wall, driving toward the Kanima, running it over, making it fall.

Stacie opened one eye. "Did I hit him?"

Scott smiled.

Ari gazed off.

Derek smirked, standing next to Isaac and Tara. 

The Kanima jumped onto the hood of the Jeep, hissing. 

Lydia screamed.

"Whoa!" Stiles told them.

 "Oh, my God!" Stacie told them.

Lydia opened the car door, getting out.

Stiles started to scream.

Stacie crawled across the front seat, getting out, running toward Ari and Scott. 

Stiles followed her, standing next to them.

Lydia stood in front of the Kanima. "Jackson! Jackson."

The Kanima raised its arm, ready to slash her throat.

Ari started to run forward. "Lydia!"

Scott grabbed Ari to stop her. "Wait."

Time froze when Lydia held up the brass key. 

The Kanima froze, looking at the tiny thing.

Lydia breathed heavily.

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Flashback

Night - Whittemore House - Jackson's Room 

Jackson and Lydia were in bed. Jackson, shirtless, laid over Lydia, kissing her sweetly. He rolled onto his own side of the bed, turning toward the bedside table. Lydia rolled to face the other direction.

Jackson laid back down, holding the key toward her. "Here. It's to the front door."

"A key to your house?" Lydia asked. "Already?"

"Well, it's not a wedding ring," Jackson told her.

Lydia laughed. "Oh, so you're just making me a more accessible late-night booty call."

"Late-night..." Jackson trailed off. Lydia laughed. Jackson kissed her shoulder. "Late-afternoon. Late-morning."

Lydia smiled, closing her eyes. Jackson held her close, smiling contently.

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Now

Night - Warehouse 

Lydia still held the key out toward Jackson, breathing heavily.

Jackson was half-transformed. He looked at the key, his eyes returning to normal, slowly taking the key from her. 

Lydia had tears streaming down cheeks.

Jackson lowered the key to his side. 

Derek looked toward Peter. 

Jackson backed away from Lydia. 

Peter smirked. 

Derek's eyes glowed red.

Jackson continued to back away from Lydia.

Peter climbed a structure, swinging down, slashing his claws into Jackson's back. 

Derek ran forward, slashing his claws into Jackson's stomach.

Ari took a step forward as if she could stop it.

Lydia gasped in pain and shock.

Allison stood next to Scott, her mouth open in shock.

Derek and Peter lifted Jackson from the floor, making him choke.

Stacie stared forward in absolute shock.

Derek seemed to feel guilt. 

Peter seemed to feel nothing at all.

Derek pulled his claws out of Jackson's stomach, backing away. 

Peter pulled his claws out of Jackson's back, running away, disappearing.

Jackson fell toward the floor.

Lydia ran forward, catching him in her arms, lowering with him to the floor.

Completely human, Derek stood next to Tara, looking as if he felt guilty. 

Lydia held Jackson closer to her.

Isaac stood next to Derek and Tara. 

Jackson looked at Lydia, his voice a weak whisper, looking at her with pain, desperation for forgiveness. "Do you... Do you still...?"

"I do," Lydia answered, nodding in small, quick movements. "I do still love you. I do, I do still love you. I do. I do." Jackson leaned his head against her shoulder. Lydia held his head in absolute pain. The brass key that had saved everyone fell, clinking against the the floor. "I do still love you, I do."

Stiles, Stacie, Ari, Scott and Allison looked forward in shock. Chris stood behind them. 

Scott and Allison held each other's hands.

Tara noticed the movement, looking at their hands clasped together. She looked away. 

As the remains of his scales faded away, Lydia laid Jackson's dead body on the floor.

Allison looked around to see that Gerard was gone. "Where's Gerard?"

"He can't be that far," Chris told them.

Lydia stood, turning her back on Jackson's body, wiping the tears away.

Chris stood next to Allison. 

Ari walked toward Lydia. 

Lydia walked toward Ari, meeting her halfway, wrapping her arms around Ari in complete sadness. 

Ari wrapped her arms around Lydia, holding her head, looking at Jackson's body over her shoulder. 

Isaac looked at Ari and Lydia.

Stacie looked toward Derek. 

Derek looked toward Stacie. 

Stacie looked away.

Jackson's claws scratched along the floor. 

Derek, Tara and Isaac looked toward Jackson in confusion and disbelief. 

Lydia exhaled with shock, Ari and Lydia pulling back and looking at Jackson's body.

Jackson opened his glowing blue eyes.

Tara tilted her head as if to say, you've got to be kidding me. 

Jackson slowly sat up.

Allison and Chris watched in disbelief.

Jackson slowly rose to a standing position, naked in front of the Jeep's headlights, his claws scratching along the floor as he stood, straightening himself out. (slow motion) 

Jackson looked up as a completely shifted Werewolf, his eyes glowing blue, his claws Werewolf claws, looking at the ceiling, roaring. 

Stiles, Stacie and Scott looked at him in shock.

Jackson lowered his head, returning completely human, looking toward Lydia.

Lydia ran into his arms, wrapping her arms around him tightly. 

A tear fell down Stiles' cheek.

Allison and Chris looked to the side. 

Stacie raised her eyebrows.

Jackson held Lydia tightly, never letting go.

Derek, Tara and Isaac watched them in confusion. 

Jackson opened his eyes, looking toward everyone. 

Stiles started to walk forward.

Stacie looked at him in confusion, noticing the tear on his cheek. 

Stiles wiped the tear away. "They scratched my Jeep." He nodded for Stacie to follow him. "Come on, Stace." 

Stacie nodded, starting to follow him.

Ari looked from Jackson and Lydia to everyone behind her in pain. She turned around, running toward the exit, never looking back. 

Derek, Tara and Isaac looked after her in confusion. 

Stacie turned after her. "Wait, Ari. Where are you going?" 

Ari didn't answer, running around the corner of the building, running out of view.

Scott and Allison exchanged confused glances.

Jackson looked at Lydia in confusion.

Lydia shook her head, just as confused as everyone else was.

Jackson, Lydia, Derek, Tara, Isaac, Scott, Allison, Chris, Stiles and Stacie looked toward the exit Ari had run through.

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Woods

Natalie ran through the middle of the woods.

Erica and Boyd were following. 

"Natalie, Erica, wait!" Boyd told them.

Erica and Natalie slowed to a stop, turning back for him. 

"What?" Erica asked. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just need to... catch my breath," Boyd answered.

"We're almost there," Natalie told them impatiently. "Let's--" She turned around to keep going, stopping in alarm and confusion. "Go." Six Werewolves surrounded them, hands at their sides, each finger having claws. Boyd, Erica and Natalie stood together, looking around in fear and confusion. Natalie looked at the Werewolf in front of her in recognition, shock and denial. "Oh, my God."

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Alley 

(Song:) Nitesky (feat. John LaMonica) - Robot Koch 

Ari ran as fast as she could down the alley in front of her, tears of realization, denial and pain in her eyes.

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Street 

Ari turned around a corner, running down the sidewalk, past the people passing by without a second look.

The people standing there turned around to watch her run around another corner in confusion.

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Deserted Street 

Ari continued to run down an unknown, deserted street, arms pumping at her sides. 

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Unknown Street 

Ari ran as fast as she could, turning around a corner. 

A car honked his horn as it screeched to a stop.

Ari didn't care, just kept running.

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Ari's House - Outside

 An ambulance truck was outside in front, the red and white lights flashing, driving away.

Ari ran closer. She slowed to a stop, turning her head to watch the truck disappeared. After several seconds, she turned toward her house, running toward it. "Mom?"

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Living Room

Macey sat on the couch, holding the necklaces Nathan had given her to give to Ari.

Ari walked inside. "Mom?"

Macey looked at Ari, not prepared for telling her daughter what she needed to tell her. She stood, walking closer. "Ari."

Ari looked at the tears on her mother's face in numb denial. "Mom." Macey wrapped her arms around her. Ari returned the embrace. "What happened?" 

Macey cried into Ari's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.""

Ari realized the answer without having been given an answer, knowing that it was about her father, and knowing that he was gone. She started to cry.

(Song Ends)

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Argent House - Allison's Room

(Song:) The Argument - Aidan Hawkens 

Scott and Allison were sitting on Allison's bed, holding hands. 

"I'm sorry," Allison told him.

"You don't have to say you're sorry," Scott told her. 

Allison barely moved her head in a nod. "I do. I have to for what I did and what I said. For everything. Especially for what I have to do now."

Scott looked down. "It's okay."

Allison shook her head. "No, it's not."

Scott nodded, looking at Allison. "It is."

Allison looked at Scott with tears in her eyes. "Scott, I'm trying to break up with you."

"I know," Scott told her. "And it's okay."

"How is that okay?" Allison asked. 

"Because I can wait," Scott answered.

Allison shook her head. "I can't make you wait for me. I'm not going to do that."

Scott shook his head. "You don't have to. Because I know we're gonna be together."

Allison hesitated, shaking her head. "There's no such thing as fate."

Scott shrugged. "There's no such thing as Werewolves."

Allison looked away, a tear falling down her cheek, looking at him, her gaze lowering to his lips. 

Scott slowly wiped the tear away, kissing Allison one last time. 

Allison pulled away, looking down.

Scott stood, walking toward the door.

Allison looked after him as if she wanted to stop him, but giving it a second thought, she didn't. 

Chris walked into the room, looking at Scott, nodding. 

Scott nodded, walking past him. 

Chris walked toward Allison. 

Scott stood in the door way, turning around to look at Allison. 

Chris sat next to Allison, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. 

Allison leaned her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes. She opened her eyes, looking toward the door.

Scott was gone. 

(Song Ends)

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Day Two

Morning - Warehouse District

There were black blood droplets over the pavement.

A black gloved hand touched one droplet, lifting it for him to see. 

Deaton looked at his gloves, examining them. 

A girl's shadow stood over him. 

Deaton looked up to her.

Ms. Morrell looked down at Deaton. "You're not planning on getting your hands dirty, are you?"

Deaton stood. "I do what I have to."

"Good," Morrell told him. Deaton and Morrell started to walk away. "I never liked you being retired anyway."

Deaton looked at her. "Whoever said I was retired?"

They walked away, leaving.

There was a pool of black blood on the pavement. 

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Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital - Waiting Room

Jackson, Lydia, Ari and Macey sat together. 

Jackson looked around Lydia to look at Ari sympathetically. 

Lydia took Ari's hand in hers. "I don't know what to say." 

Ari shook her head, looking down, completely numb. "I don't either."

Macey wrapped her arm around Ari's shoulders.

Stiles, Stacie and Scott walked toward them.

Ari looked up at them, looking back down.

Macey stood, walking a few chairs away, sitting down.

Stacie sat down next to Ari, her voice nearly a whisper. "Hey, Ari. You okay?" Ari turned her head to look at her. Stacie closed her eyes, shaking her head. "Right. Stupid question. Are you okay?" Ari didn't answer, looking down. "Ari?" 

Ari looked up. "I'm fine."

Ari's cell phone vibrated. She looked down at the text from Heather.

Hey, Ari. My mom told me about your dad. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

Fine.

Stacie sighed at the one word reply from Ari.

Ari exited out of the text.

"Hey, Ari, you wanna kick some ass?" Stiles asked. Ari and Stacie looked at him. Scott looked at Stiles in confusion. Stiles looked at Ari. "Kicking ass always makes you feel better." 

Stacie and Ari looked at the date. 

March 29.

Stacie and Ari seemed to grow even more sad.

Ari pushed up from her seat abruptly, walking away. "I gotta go."

Ari walked between Stiles and Scott, walking toward the exit, leaving.

Stiles looked from Lydia to Stacie. "What'd I do?"

"It's not you," Macey told him. "It's the date. It's the five-year-anniversary of Adriana's disappearance." She looked as if she could cry. "Adriana... Adri." 

Lydia was pained by Macey's pain, embracing her comfortingly, also in pain because of everything happening. "Aunt Macey, I know. Adri."

Macey nodded. "Adri's been gone for five years now."

Stacie nodded sadly. "Five years ago today, Adriana was taken from right under Ari, Natalie, Heather's and my noses." 

Stiles and Scott nodded in understanding. "Oh."

Scott looked at Stacie and Lydia. "Are you okay?" 

Lydia looked up, shaking her head. "Not really."

Stacie shook her head in agreement. "No." She looked at Lydia. "Where'd Ari go?"

Lydia shook her head. "Ari has thing she does for days like this and their birthdays... she goes out to the place she was taken for respect, to honor her."

Stacie nodded. "I know exactly where that is." 

Stacie stood, walking past Stiles and Scott, walking toward the exit.

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Hale House - Outside

Isaac, Derek and Tara walked toward the house, looking at something unseen.

Tara sighed. 

Derek looked at Tara significantly. "I told you this was a possibility, Tara."

"Yeah, well, I didn't think they'd actually come here," Tara replied. 

"What do you mean?" Isaac asked.

"Why do you think Derek was in such a hurry to build our pack?" Tara asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "So eager to strengthen our power and our number? Even when I tried to tell him to wait and not deal with kids who didn't know how to survive?" She nodded to the door. "When there's a new Alpha, people take notice."

"People like who?" Isaac asked. He walked up the porch steps, pointing at the door. "What is this? What does this mean?"

"It's their symbol," Derek answered. "And it means they're coming."

"Who?" Isaac asked.

"Alphas," Derek answered.

"More than one?" Isaac asked.

"A pack of them," Derek answered.

"An Alpha Pack," Tara clarified. "And they're not coming. They're already here."

There was a black triskele with a triangle and curves instead of spirals painted on the door. 

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Beacon Hills Preserve - Ari's Tree

Ari stood at the tree. She looked at the carving with tears in her eyes. She was wearing both of the necklaces that Nathan had given to Macey, holding their pendants. She closed her eyes, a tear falling down her cheek. She opened her eyes, sensing someone behind her. "You followed me here?"

Stacie walked closer. "Sorta."

 "Why?" Ari asked.

"'Cause this whole ritual you have isn't exactly doing the best thing for your mental stability," Stacie answered.

"I'm fine," Ari told her.

"Ari," Stacie told her. Ari didn't turn to face her. "Ari."

Ari hesitated, wiping the tears away, turning to face Stacie. "What, Stacie?"

Stacie shook her head. "You don't have to hide like this." Ari didn't answer, sighing, sniffling, shaking her head. "It's okay, Ari. You don't have to be alone anymore."

Ari opened her eyes. "I don't know how else to do..." She looked to the side, shaking her head. "Or be anything else, Stacie."

Stacie gave her a small smile, stepping forward. "You do it with other people around you."

Ari sniffled again, two tears slipping down her cheeks.

Stacie took one more step forward, wrapping her arms around Ari. 

Ari wrapped her arms around her, her head tilting against her shoulder.  "I wanna be alone, Stace."

"I'm not leaving," Stacie told her. Ari forced a smile. Stacie and Ari turned toward the tree, leaning against the tree behind them, sliding down the tree toward the ground, sitting down. "I can't believe it's already been five years since Adriana disappeared. It seems..."

"Like it was yesterday," Ari finished.

Stacie nodded. "I miss Adri so much."

"I miss Adri, too, Stace," Ari told her.

"I have this thought," Stacie told her. "That Adri is out there somewhere, and she's on her way back to you, and to Macey, and all of us, and it'll be like she was never gone."

Ari managed a small smile. "Stace, keep dreaming."

Stacie nodded. "I will keep dreaming for a way for Adri to come back." She decided to brighten the mood. "So... I think I already know your first distraction for tonight is." 

"What's that?" Ari asked.

"My track meet tonight," Stacie answered.

Stacie and Ari laughed lightly. 

Ari wiped the tears away. "At least I know I have one of the bestest friends in the world, Stace."

Stacie laughed. 

Ari chuckled.

They continued to sit at the base of another tree, looking at Ari's tree in memorial for Adriana.

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Beacon Hills High School - Lacrosse Field

Stiles' Jeep pulled to a stop on the grass ground. 

Stiles and Scott opened the doors, getting out, closing the doors behind them.

"So you really think she's gonna come back to you?" Stiles asked.

They walked toward the trunk.

"Yeah, I know she is," Scott told him. Stiles opened the lid to the trunk. "What about you and Lydia?"

Stiles and Scott pulled out their lacrosse sticks and black gym bags.

"Ah," Stiles said. "Well, the 10-year plan for making Lydia fall in love with me may have to stretch to 15, but the plan is definitely still in motion."

Stiles pulled out the black net bag of lacrosse balls.

Scott closed the lid to the trunk. "Why don't you just ask her out?"

They walked toward the goal.

Stiles laughed. "Yeah, okay. Why don't you just get into the goal and help me make team captain like you promised there, big guy?"

Stiles stopped several feet away from the goal, dropping the bags. 

Scott stood in the goal, looking toward Stiles. "Hey, you know what I just realized? I'm right back where I started."

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked.

"I mean, no lacrosse, no popularity, no girlfriend," Scott answered. "Nothing."

"Dude, you still got me," Stiles told him.

Scott tilted his head. "I had you before."

Stiles nodded. "Yeah, and you still got me. Okay? It's a life fulfilled."

"Very," Scott told him.

Stiles picked up a ball with the lacrosse stick. "Now remember, no wolf powers."

"Got it," Scott told him.

"No, I mean it," Stiles told him. "No super fast reflexes, no super eyesight, no hearing, none of that crap, okay?"

"Okay," Scott told him. "Come on."

Stiles was about to throw the ball. He stopped, looking at Scott seriously. "You promise?"

Scott tilted his head. "Would you just take the shot already?"

Stiles raised the ball, throwing it toward Scott.

Scott smirked, looking up, letting his eyes glow gold.

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Black Screen

All that could be seen was a black screen.

Stiles: (voice over) "I said no wolf powers!"

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Night - Beacon Hills High School - Track Field

(Song:) At Home - Crystal Fighters

Stacie stood with the other track team members, number 16 on her shirt.

Stiles, Sheriff, Scott, Macey, Ari, Lydia, Jackson were in the bleachers, cheering.

Jackson smirked a nice-but cocky smirk, clapping halfheartedly. 

Lydia cheered loudly, holding Ari's hand, raising both their hands over their heads so they could cheer together, getting Ari to smile, smiling at her.

Macey wrapped her arm around Ari's shoulders. 

Ari leaned her head against Macey's shoulder, looking onto the field.

Scott, Stiles and Ari cheered together. "Go, Stacie!"

Stacie smiled at them, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.

"Get them, Stacie!" Lydia told her.

"Whoo!" Sheriff cheered.

Stacie looked forward.

Derek was on the edge of the field. 

Stacie blinked in confusion, opening her eyes. 

Derek was gone.

Stacie looked around. She knew that Derek wasn't there but that she had seen him because she had wanted to, sighing.

"Get ready, Lady Stilinski!" Coach told her. "Stacie!"

Stacie sighed, leaning into the track pose. 

The crowd was cheering for the other people on the track next to her.

The referee raised the gun in the air, about to pull the trigger.

Stacie looked forward, smiling. 

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Black Screen 

All that could be seen was a black screen  

The gun was fired, the sound echoing.