Fighting Family

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We pull out of the hospital and Stiles's tires screech.

  "All right, but if she's turning, would they actually kill her?" Stiles questions as we drive down the road.

  "I don't know they won't tell us anything." I reply in frustration. while running a hand along my hair. So much for the no more secrets rule.

  "Okay, all they say is 'We'll talk after Kate's funeral, when the others get here." Allison adds.

 "What others?" Stiles asks.

 "I don't... They won't tell us that either." Allison states her own frustration growing.

   "Okay, your family's got some serious communication issues to work on." Stiles sates.

    I poke my head between the seats and give him a look,  oh no shit. 

     "Okay, Em I can feel your glare, can you maybe tone it down." I roll my eyes but turn my attention to Scott.

 "Scott, are we going the right way?" I ask.

  I look over and the boy's head is out the window like a dog. Oh I could make some dog jokes right about now. But I will save them for another time.

"Take the next right." The teen wolf calls.

        =

We drive to the Hale house and get out.

 We walk up to the house, I look around, and search for any sign of Lydia. 

"She came here? Are you sure?" Stiles asks. 

"Yeah, this is where the scent leads." Scott replies. 

"All right, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles questions 

"Not with me." Allison and I say together.

  We start walking toward the house.

 "Maybe she came here on instinct like she was looking for Derek." Allison suggests. 

"You mean, looking for an Alpha." Scott clarifies.

 "Wolves need a pack, right?" 

"Not all of them." Scott says. Speaking of himself  he kind of hates Derek for killing Peter when he said he would let Scott do it so he can be human. I think Scott needs to just embrace he is a werewolf and figure out a way to be with Allison, but when werewolves become real you kind of need a alliance to count on.

"But would have she been drawn to an Alpha? Is it an instinct to be part of a pack?" Allison asks. 

"Yeah, we're stronger in packs." Scott  replies.

 "Like strength in numbers." She suggests.

  "No, like literally stronger, faster, better in every way." I correct.

  They both turn and give me confused looks on where my sudden burst of knowledge came from. 

"What?" I ask innocently with a shrug. I took a crash course in lycanthropy from Derek. I wanted to know what I'm dealing with when it came to werewolves and I sure as hell was not going to ask my parents. And yes I have been sneaking out to. But it's just to talk to Derek and learn werewolf things.... and kissing maybe slightly making out is involved which is something I enjoy and with all the shit I have had to deal with, with my family I should get some kissing time I need to enjoy myself once in a while. I like being with Derek and I just want to be there to help him if the hunters come. You need to know thy enemy. 

"That's the same for an Alpha?" Allison asks looking between Scott and I.

 "That'll make Derek stronger too." Scott replies.

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