FINALLY! hey, here it is, Promises To Keep... please remember, that I've completely skewed with Timelines so they're all null and void, cuz Cat was in Starling City for a couple months, so ignore that, okay?

please review, it motivates me to write more and post quicker... well it does...

disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing, except Cat, she's my baby, I love her.

WHO WANTS TO MAKE ME A COVER!? please?

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Catalina Danvers was on a mission.

She was going to save her friends and take out anyone who got in the way. She had a feeling Starling City had made her even more jaded and briefly she wondered where the sweet, quiet, innocent teen from her sophomore year went. Here she was in some small town in Mexico, in purple leather with weapons hidden all over her. She had opted to remove her mask but had left the wig on for the time being as she sat inside an internet café, hacking into her friends phone to pinpoint their location.

Her phone rang and she pulled it out, looking at the number to see it was Deaton before answering it.

"Hello, Catalina."

"Hey." She replied. "I made it."

"I figured as much. My resource says the Cavalera's run a teen club, a tourist type one, if you will. My bet is they would be there somewhere."

Cat sighed as she finished typing into the computer, successfully getting into Stiles' phone. "This would've been so much easier if I had decent computer's to work with." She muttered, already missing the high tech computers she had used with Felicity, provided by Oliver Queen in Starling City. "I found them, you're right. Their signal is weak so I'm guessing they're underground meaning, more than likely, whatever plan they had, went completely south. Did they give you any indication as to what they were doing?"

"Not at all." he replied and she could hear the amusement in his voice. "More than likely, they feared my disapproval. I do caution you to be careful though. The Cavalera's are an old hunting family. They are strong and will show no mercy."

"I'm not one of them, not really." She softly reminded him of her weird, stuck in between status. Not quite human, not quite wolf. She was just... something.

"True, but I don't know what they do know about you. Please be careful."

"I will." She promised. "I"ll let you know what I find out."

She hung up and transferred the necessary info to her phone before going back out to her bike, figuring out which way she should be going to get to this club. Briefly, she wondered when the last time she got any sleep was and figured it was when she was unconscious after being cut with a blade chock full of wolfsbane.

Seriously, what was her life?

Once upon a time, she was a teenage girl, a normal teenage girl. Then someone decided to shoot up the school where she used to live and all of a sudden she was screaming bloody murder, receiving visions in her head of what had transpired from there. She had spent the next year at a new school avoiding anyone and everyone until the day Scott McCall and Stiles, she would never reveal his first name, Stilinski, walked into her life and nothing had ever been the same since.

She didn't regret it though, she had new friends and a family and she was happier, even if it seemed someone or something was trying to kill them every other week. She had grown into her Seer powers and had helped her friends that way, she had fallen in love, more than once and at the end of all that, she had been bitten by an Alpha Wolf. By accident, of course and Cat was pretty sure that meant it was the end for her as Seers were not supposed to exist and the odd time they did, they were not supposed to be bitten. They couldn't be both at the same time and the one known case of it happening, the Seer, and others she had made, had to be put down, they had gone insane. Knowing this and knowing she didn't have much time, Cat left Beacon Hills to fulfill her last vision, help her friend Felicity Smoak and save the vigilante, The Arrow, in Starling City, who just so happened to be billionaire Oliver Queen, well ex billionaire now. But in the process of saving them, they had saved her too. She had lost her Seer abilities and they only appeared when she shifted but it also brought on hallucinations and overall insanity so she learned to let neither out, tampering down both sides to maintain her sanity. She had fought alongside The Arrow as his new sidekick Cat, trying to save the city and take down the big bad, Slade Wilson. She didn't think she would make it, especially when she had been cut with a wolfsbane blade. Luckily, she had made it but now her Seer abilities were leaking through in small miniscule ways. She only wished they had somehow made themselves known now while she was stuck in this town looking for her friends.

Checking the phone again, she started her motorcycle, the one that was a gift for her birthday from Oliver, when he was still rich, and turned the bike towards the club. Upon arrival, two guys stood outside of it and she could see the guns in their waistbands. She drove past them, parking in an alley before removing her helmet and replacing it with her mask. Being in Starling City had given her full on superhero gear, with a mask to finish it off and it felt comfortable now, plus it did give anonymity when needed.

Sticking to the shadows, she looked over at the two men, seeing a camera above them. She pulled the bow off her bike, grabbing an arrow and aiming at the camera, shooting out the lens. Both men looked up at it in shock before looking around and she could hear on their radio's someone asking what happened to the camera. One guy reached for his radio but before he could respond, she lifted another arrow and shot it out of his hand. By the time both men looked up, Cat was running at them and with a few swift kicks and punches, she had them on the ground, unconscious. She pulled them a little away from the door onto the street before hiding herself in the shadows by the door, waiting for them to open. Four people appeared and rushed towards the men, spreading out with their guns pointed at nothing as they looked for the danger. Cat slipped inside the door, sticking to the shadows as she walked down the hallway and found another door. She notched another arrow as she slowly pushed open the door, moving inside and looking around for potential threats. Seeing none, she continued walking around the room, on the outskirts until she came to another door that said staff only, do not enter. She gave the door knob an extra hard turn, breaking the lock and went inside, opting to go down the steps instead of further down the hall. She stopped at the bottom, using her senses to confirm that her friends had been there and going to where it was strongest, which led her to another door. It was heavy, full of different locks and smelled strongly of Stiles and someone else. She took another sniff, realizing it was Malia and turned to press her ear to the door.

She could hear them inside, Stiles telling Malia to concentrate, to do whatever she had to do to hear Scott and Cat frowned, grabbing the locks and breaking them from the outside. She wrenched the door open and slipped inside the room in time to see Malia grab Stiles and kiss him. She walked over to them as Malia pulled back and looked up at her with wide eyes, noticing her first and not recognizing her. Stiles looked dazed as he stared at the werecoyote and then he finally followed her gaze to see Cat there.

"Holy Jeez." He cried, falling back and scooting away before it finally clued in what was going on. "Cat? Oh my god, Cat, you're back." He scrambled to his feet and pulled her into a hug, one that she didn't return. He pulled away to look at her, seeing that her eyes were almost a dark blue with anger.

"Has that happened before?" She asked, referring to the kiss.

"No. Never. I swear to god, I was trying to get her to focus and then she just kissed me."

Cat frowned and slowly exhaled as she looked around. "Where is everyone?"

"The Cavalera's took them. How did you know we were here?"

"I have my ways. Come on, we have to get them." She turned and walked back out of the room, slinging her bow over her back as she pulled out the retractable bow staff Sara had given her.

"Cat." Stiles called, running after her. "You're okay. I thought- I thought I wouldn't see you again after our last talk. You sounded like- you sounded like you knew you were going to die. I've been worried sick."

"I said I would be here." She replied, leading them down the hallway.

"They released wolfsbane last time." Malia whispered, catching up to them.

"Then don't breathe it in." Cat warned her. "If you do, we'll come back for you."

"But what about-" Stiles began, only to be cut off by a glare from Cat.

She stopped them from turning a corner, hearing people on the other side. She put a finger to her lips, motioning for them to be quiet before she jumped out into the hallway, lengthening the staff as 3 men turned to see her.

"What do we have here?" One of the men asked, an eyebrow raised, one side of his mouth quirked up in amusement.

Cat only sneered as she advanced on them, hitting the first guy in the side of the head before she spun it around, grabbing the other end to sweep another guys feet out from under him. She followed through with a punch to the face, knocking him out before turning and grabbing the fist of the last guy who was trying to punch her. She squeezed his fist, giving it a yank to the right. He cried out in pain as Cat straightened up and brought the staff around, hitting him upside the head and knocking him out too. She stopped, staff at the ready as she searched the hallway for more threats.

"Okay, when did you learn all that?" Stiles asked in disbelief as they joined Cat in the hallway.

She ignored them as the lights began to flicker and she closed her eyes, listening for Scott. When she heard him and Kira's soft cries, she took off running, ignoring Stiles calling for her as she stopped in front of a door and with one swift kick, kicked it in, dropping her staff and pulling her guns out as she aimed them. One at some old woman who had been yelling at Kira to turn it up and a man standing beside Kira, making sure she did as she was supposed to. In front of her, Lydia and Scott were chained down to chairs and Scott was currently being electrocuted.

"Turn it off, Kira." Cat hissed.

"A-Allison?" Scott groaned as he slumped forward in his chair. Cat didn't really blame him, she had been told by Stiles and Lydia how much she looked like Allison and with the wig and a bow usually in her hand, she felt it was a fitting tribute to her dead friend.

The old woman looked at her in shock before she shook her head. "Allison Argent is dead, you are not her. So who are you?"

"Let them go." Cat sneered, still keeping both of the Calavera's in her view.

"Not until he says the name." The woman snarled. "He knows who took Derek."

"Is that true?" Cat asked Scott.

"No." he groaned. "I don't know."

"Why would we come here if we knew that?" Lydia cried.

Cat sighed, finally realizing what her last vision dream meant as it all clicked into place. Erica had come to her, telling her that Derek was still alive and she had given her only a first name. Cat had no idea at the time what it meant because as far as she knew, that person was supposed to be dead.

"Kate." Cat whispered. "It's Kate Argent."

The old woman stared at her, cocking her head the side as something unrecognizable entered her eyes. "You. You are the last of Scott McCall's pack, the Seer that is not supposed to exist."

Cat didn't respond to that. "Let my friends go, I'll put up my guns and we'll figure out why electrocuting Scott was a good idea."

The woman continued staring at her before nodding to the man who let Kira go. She ran towards Cat, throwing her arms around her as the man went to release first Lydia, then Scott. Cat put her guns away, stepping forward to help Scott stand.

"Cat?" He asked in disbelief, throwing his arms around her as he held her close. "I can't believe it's you."

"I got tired of being the one who was always kidnapped. Thought I'd switch it up a bit." She replied with a small, tremulous smile.

He pulled away, looking her over as if to make sure she was all there and she was real before turning to look at the old woman, his arm still around Cat as he held her close. "Kate Argent is dead."

"No, she's not." Cat answered for her. "The scratch went deep enough to change her, didn't it?"

The woman nodded, looking shrewdly at her. "How do you know this?"

She could only shrug. "I'm a Seer, would you expect any less?" She lied.

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The Cavalera's had let them go, but their leader, the old woman wanted to talk to Scott, the man that had been with her leading the others out. They passed the men Cat had knocked out who were now awake and nursing their injuries and the man looked back at her.

"You did this?" he asked as they stepped outside.

"Of course." Cat coolly replied. "By the way, I recognize your voice, I'm pretty sure I promised you a bullet through the head."

He chuckled. "You can try."

"I can do more than try." Cat snapped, stepping forward as she reached for a gun.

"Whoa, hey, let's not upset the really good hunting family that's trying to help us." Stiles said, stepping in front of her and placing his hands on her shoulders.

Cat looked at him, holding eye contact as she took a deep breath and stepped back. The guy only grinned at her before telling them to wait there and disappearing back inside. The moment he was gone, everyone converged on Cat, asking her a million and one questions, wondering how she found them, when did she get there, what the hell she was wearing, and what she knew about Kate Argent. She took a step back from them, feeling a little claustrophobic as she looked at all of them.

"Okay, let's give her a moment to breathe." Stiles told everyone, being the voice of reason. "I need to go get my jeep and I'm guessing you need to get your car?" He looked at Cat who shook her head.

"I have my bike here." She pointed to the alley it was hidden in.

"Bike?" He asked in disbelief. "You have a freaking motorcycle now?"

She couldn't stop the small smile that broke through. "It's part of the superhero package."

"You're really a superhero?" Kira asked in disbelief.

Cat shook her head. "I just helped one and they're big on hidden identities."

Stiles sighed, running a hand through his hair. "well, I need to go get my jeep, Cat, will you come with me?"

She nodded, giving everyone a small smile as she followed after him. When they had turned down a side street, heading towards his jeep, he grabbed Cat and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her hard. She briefly responded before stopping and pulling away as she made a face.

"What?" Stiles asked, looking worried and nervous as he briefly wondered if she had moved on.

"You taste like Malia, which brings me to another thing. You were kissing Malia." She shoved him back, wiping at her mouth as she began to walk again.

Stiles quickly caught up to her and grabbed her arm. "Cat, you have to believe me, she kissed me and it was like one second and then you were there, I swear I would've pushed her away once I realized what was going on. I'm so completely head over heels for you."

She grinned, looking sideways at him. "Yeah?"

He nodded.

"Good, just checking. I'm not mad, Stiles. I mean, if you want to be honest, I kissed Oliver. Once when I was giving him a vision I was supposedly having that I don't remember and another time when we were trying to make Slade Wilson believe we loved each other so he would kidnap me in my weakened state and I could inject him with the cure."

Stiles' jaw dropped as he stared at her before shaking his head. "I don't even know where to start with all that."

She reached and grabbed his hand, urging him to keep walking. "I'll tell you everything that happened when we're back in Beacon Hills. As for Oliver, just know that kissing him was a necessity and it was gross. It was like kissing a family member."

He breathed a small sigh of relief before muttering. "Good, 'cause I can't compete with that."

She sent him a small glare. "You never were and you never have to. Where's your jeep?"

He led her over to it and the two got in, Cat pulling off her wig and mask then her jacket as she rolled down the window.

"Why did I think it was a good idea to come to Mexico in leather?"

"Because that is probably the hottest outfit I've ever seen. How often do you wear that?"

Cat leaned over and grabbed his head, pulling him into a kiss. When they broke apart, slightly out of breath, she leaned her forehead against his, grinning at him.

"I missed you."

"You're back for good?" he wondered.

Her grin grew wider as she nodded and echoed him. "Back for good."

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