She wondered every time she sat across the table from him if Stiles knew. She didn't think he did. I mean, if you knew that someone had sat outside the door of the room where you were tortured beaten and worse and they had done nothing to help you, would you be going out to coffee with them?

She should feel guilty. She knows that all of this was her fault. It was her fault her mother attacked Scott, her fault that her mother got bitten and killed herself, her fault that she went crazy and joined forces with her grandfather, even though she knew he was crazy and her fault that Stiles was hurt. To have prevented this all from happening all she had to do was stop dating Scott when her mother asked her too. So what if her dad had been a little more wishy washy. He was always easier on her than her mother, but she knew her mum was tense, especially since Aunt Kate's death. She should have just backed off, but she didn't. So now she had to look Stiles in the face every day and pretend that she hadn't heard him screaming and begging and crying and finally just being quiet. Sometimes, she thinks that was the worst part. When he was quiet. That was when she knew her grandfather had broken him. She remembers feeling glad at the time. I mean he's the boy that chose to run with wolves. He got what he was asking for. She thought he was the lucky one of the two of them. He would live through this and so would his father. Her mother and Aunt had died. But when she looks in Stiles eyes sometimes, she thinks that something vital in him died that day too.

She's a good Argent though. She gives nothing away. She never even hints that she knows what happened in the house that night. She pretends to be sorry for everything that happened. She was genuinely shocked to find out what her grandfather had wanted, but she still feels no regret for having stabbed Isaac or wanting to kill Derek. She cries at all the right moments and allows false regret to occasionally pass across her face, but she doesn't mean it. She's not the girl that once loved a werewolf anymore. She'll pretend they are friends, but only because she needs them for information. Ever since what happened, her father has gone back to not trusting her. He doesn't let her in on Hunter business anymore. But she knows there are Alphas and that Gerard is still out there. She wants in on taking both sets of creatures down so badly. Not because she wants to help Scott or Derek or because she owes anyone, but because she is a hunter. This is what she was breed for.

She hoped that Erica and Boyd never came back. They knew what happened in the house. They knew she had been there. Hell they knew that she told her grandfather exactly how to break Stiles down. It had worked on pack in the past. Stiles is more like Derek than anyone is willing to see. They are both just so emotional, sensitive, broken with grief. They just express it differently. Derek feeds off of it and goes into himself; he wallows. Stiles buries it deep inside himself and puts on the sunny happy disposition everyone else sees. So, what had hurt Derek, what had broken him? Well, it could be used to break Stiles too. That's what she had told Gerard. Only there was no Kate anymore and really Stiles wasn't as much about the ladies as he pretended.

It was one thing to coldheartedly plan what happened. It was another to sit and listen to it happening. Weirdly she felt she owed it to Stiles. Owed it to him that somebody knew what happened, even if he didn't know that himself. She's not really surprised that he hasn't told anyone. I mean he's barely even mentioned the beating he took. She thinks he may have mentioned the electric shocks he was given, but he certainly has kept mum about the rest. No hint, nothing. She guesses everyone must have been very distracted that night with Jackson and her grandfather and all that no one even noticed the smell. She smiles softly at Stiles as he rambles on about something cute that Scott has done which somehow is supposed to make her fall in love with him all over again. It's not like she was Jackson, a puppet controlled by her grandfather and Matt with no choices. She chose to try to kill, hell she would have killed Boyd and Erica if her father hadn't interfered. It amazes her how Scott, knowing everything she has done, just forgives her. She stabs Isaac, its fine; she nearly kills the other beta, that's fine too. She was there in the house when his best friend is beaten, but that too is okay and forgivable. It's like because she is cute and bubbly she can be forgiven almost anything. Aunt Kate probably would have lasted a lot longer if she had just been more of a cheerleader type and less of a bitch (well at least on the surface).

Derek and Isaac have forgiven her, because she's Scott's anchor. With the Alphas around, Derek needs Scott to be centered and calm. That's some of Stiles' reasoning too. It's also mostly because of her mother. She is a motherless chick and Stiles is helplessly drawn to them. First Derek, then Isaac, now her. Stiles tries to mother them all or at least acknowledge or try to sublimate their pain from their loss. He wants to fix others to see if he can then fix himself. The irony is that she doesn't feel broken. She feels guilty that her mother is dead, but she feels purposeful. Her mother needs to be avenged, but first the Alphas and then Gerard.

"Hey. You okay?" Stiles asks her. She sends him a sad, wistful smile "It's just hard. I had no idea what my Grandfather was really up to and I think no one trusts me. My Dad just looks at me sometimes. (She knows this will tug his heartstrings.) It's like he doesn't trust me. Like he's looking at a stranger." She has to contain the smirk when she sees the affect her words are having on Stiles. That boy is just too easy to play. "I just want to help. I want to make things right, but no one will tell me anything. I know I can help."

"Of course you can." Stiles says patting her hand and giving it a squeeze. "Don't worry, I'll talk to Derek."