What happens if Klaus was in love with Gabriella Deaton but left after he found out about Hope and unknowingly left her pregnant?
What if this child was only a witch and had no other sides even though her parents were both types of wolves.
What happ...
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Talia runs and meets with Scott and Stiles.
"You lose it too." Scott asks as Talia nodS.
"Not "it." Jackson." Stiles corrects as Talia sighs looking around. "Yeah, I know. I - I know."
"All right, but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?" He asks.
"I mean, I don't think so, but he already passed Derek's test anyway." Scott shrugs.
"That's true, how is it taht he's the Kanima?" Hayley questions.
"Yeah, but that's just the thing. How did he pass the test?" Stiles asks bringing up a good point. "I don't know." He shrugs.
"Derry said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom, right? When's the kanima not the kanima?" Talia ask.
"When it's Jackson." Scott says in realisation.
"Uh - dude. See that?" He says as we see the Kanima entering the club. "He's inside." Scott tells us.
"What's he gonna do in there?"
"I know who he's after." Talia looks up at him confused. "What, how? How? Did you smell something?" Stiles asks.
"Armani."
"Danny." Talia realises worried.
"Aw, come on. All right, maybe there's, like, a, uh - like, a window we could climb through, or some kind of -" he says as Scott rips of the handle to the back door. "Handle that we could rip off with supernatural strength. How'd I not think of that one?" As we walk in and realise everyone here is a guy.
"Dude, everyone in here's a dude. I think we're in a gay club." Talia lightly snickers.
"Man, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, huh, Scott?" He asks as a guy comes up to me and winks. "I thought everyone in here was gay?" He asks confused.
"I'm bi." He says as he shamlessly checks me out before walking away as Talia just shakes her head and pat Stiles on the back as they go up onto the bar.
"Two beers." He orders for Scott and himself. "IDs." They give him their real IDs idiot. "How 'bout two cokes?"
"Rum and coke? Sure. Coke's fine, actually. I'm driving anyway." He says as the barkeeper looks up at Talia who hand him fake ID.
