AN: This is the first story I have ever even attempted to write. I love this show, the world and mythology they have created is wonderful and excited to see were it goes. This picks up where the last episode "Raving" ends. it completely departs from anything cannon after that, as I have not seen any further episode. I am open to any and all feedback and suggestions. I hope you enjoy! I don't own anything but the plot, thank you to Mr. Davies , et al for letting me play with them!

Chapter 1- A Beginning

Derek was exhausted as he scrolled through Scott's phone looking for Allison's number. Sighing, he finds it and hit's send, after three rings a whispered response answers,

"Scott, this is not really,"

"Allison, this is Derek, you need to come to the vet's office now," Derek cuts her off.

"Why do you have,"

"If you love him, just come," he cuts her off again, hanging up before she can respond. Picking up his own phone, he sends a text to the pack and, on second thought, Stiles and Lydia-

Meet at Dr. Deaton's office-NOW.

He knew he would not get a response from them, but he was unclear on if Lydia would show. It was time to let her in on the secret—she was going to be important, even if Derek didn't know how yet. She was the only person he had ever heard of who was bitten by an Alpha and survived human. The girl was special, and it was time that they all stopped lying to each other.

Looking at Scott, Derek took a deep breath, Scott was not doing well and the vet was not sure how much he could do for him. For now he was comfortable, but Derek could hear the struggle in his lungs to take a breath, the damaged lung tissue that was not healing. Derek hadn't lied to Scott when he told Scott they were brothers; they were and it was time that Derek started acting like it.

Hearing the door jingle he smelled Allison before he saw her. There was always a touch of Kate in her scent, a grace note of fire and earth that had defined the woman who haunted Derek. He had noticed it the first time he met her, it took him longer than it should have to make the connection. He hadn't seen Alison since the night Kate died, in the very house that she had murdered most of his family. The darkest parts of Derek actually missed the grinning red haired girl he had lost that day, the day his family died and he had smelled Kate over the smell of fire and flesh and death. Taking a deep breath, Derek was shocked at Allison's scent. Before he could think on it, his thoughts were interrupted by her gasp.

Looking over he saw her—hands covering her mouth, trying to hold back a sob, brown eyes pooling as she saw Scott. "What, um" she tried to collect herself as she addressed Derek, reaching for Scott's hand needing to touch him, "What happened, I saw him at the party and he was fine, did Jackson,"

"No," he cut her off harshly, "This was your mother." Allison's eyes widened in shock, her mouth opened but no sound came out. She looked as if she would faint any second. Derek continued, having no time to coddle an Argent, "your mother hit him with a car from what I can tell, she then trapped him in a room with a Wolf's Bane vaporizer. His body reacted to it much like an asthma attack; every breath was poisonous. She wanted him to die, but to have a plausible excuse for natural causes. Dr. Deaton says that she damn near succeeded. His body is not healing properly. The poison is still in his system and his body can't heal until it is out."

"Oh God, your wrong, my mom would never," she began.

"Save it, your mother is just as much a hunter as your father. I'm sure they have told you, the men are soldiers, the women are leaders—your mother has been a wolf hunter shot caller for years. Do not delude yourself Allison"

"But, why" she was crying hard, but Derek didn't relent, he needed her to see that there was not one in her family who was untouched by the hate and violence that ran through their veins.

"Because, Allison," he said her name like she was a very small child, "she hates him. She hates him because of what he is, because of what I am, because of what all of us are. She hates him because she thinks he is a lower being and he dared touch you. They all hate him. They want you to hate him too."

"I love him. I love so much, but I love them too, they are my family." She sobbed. Derek stood and started to close in on her. He knew he was being cruel. He knew that he didn't hate her. He knew that she wasn't Kate. But she smelled so much like her it was maddening! He needed to tell her. He needed to warn her. He had bitten her mother.

"Allison, I need you to listen to me. Scott howled, that is how I knew he was in trouble. I ran in, your mom attacked me," he took a breath.

"You didn't" she was teetering in hysterics.

"No, your mom is alive, but," he finally makes eye contact with her. She is a scared, broken girl he thinks to himself. "In the fight, I bit her. The full moon is in two days; she will either change or die."

"But she will be alright. I mean, you can teach her, she,"

"Allison," he cut her off, much more gently this time, "Your family, is not going to let her change. They cannot have an Argent who is a wolf. I am so sorry, it was a reaction, I really am so sorry,"

"No," she yells, "No, my father would never allow them to hurt her. He loves her. He will explain,"

"Trust me," he takes her arm, afraid that she is going to fall, "Gerard, will not allow the bloodline or family name to be soiled. Allison there is a lot you don't know. I," before he could finish the thought she succumb to the over whelming emotion of all of this information. Catching her, Derek scoops her up and gently lays her on the exam table opposite Scott. Listening closely to make sure she is breathing Derek hears something he really didn't expect.

"Oh, shit," he whispers leaning in closer. Allison has two heartbeats. This just got a lot more complicated.