AU- This is my first teen wolf fic so it might be really bad. Criticism is welcome and very much appreciated. It is set in episode 8, where Scott is being killed by Victoria using wolfsbane. This is only going to be a one shot unless you guys want me to write more.

Scott's POV

I can't breathe, why can't I breathe? Maybe an asthma attack, no of course it's not an asthma attack. I'm going to die, oh god. What about Alison, I need to tell her I love her one last time. What about my mum, it will break her heart. Kids aren't meant to die before the parent, it's wrong. What will they do? I'm never going to see them again. What about Stiles? Will they be able to stop Jackson before it's too late? What if someone gets hurt because I wasn't there?

I'm dying; I can barely feel anything other than the fire in my lungs. Maybe the pack will realise what's happening. Maybe Alison will realise I'm gone. But I know that won't happen; all of them have a job to do to stop Jackson. No one will realise until it's too late, until I'm dead. Alison's mum will have been the one to kill me and then go comfort Alison when I'm gone. I can't let that happen. I need . . . I need to get Alison safe.

I feel my body begin to change and I know that no matter how hard I try I will not be able to protect Alison from her own mum. I want to scream and shout but all I can do is one last howl before the black dots finally fill my vision.

Derek's POV

HOWL

The second I heard his howl I knew not only whose it was but also that something was horribly, horribly wrong. I started to sprint towards the howl. Scott wouldn't turn in public, and he definitely wouldn't howl. I pushed myself faster and faster as I tried to get to him. As I got to the crowd I had to slow down so I pushed them out of the way as I tried to get through. There was a room off to the side; I guessed that was where Scott was. I pushed the door open to see Mrs Argent about to grab the door.

"What did you do!" I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her up against the wall and kicked the door shut. "Where's Scott?" I could smell the wolfsbane in the air it was only faint but it still burned.

"Well I was about to get help, poor Scoot had an asthma attack. I tried to help him but he didn't have his inhaler. We should get help, before it's too late." The wolfsbane! She killed Scott with the wolfsbane! She couldn't even give him a quick death, she had to stretch it out and make it painful. I would have ripped her limb from limb, but that would have been too quick. What is the worst possible thing to happen to the Argents? Becoming a werewolf. I could feel the sadistic smile spread across my face and I felt her shiver in fear. "What are you going to do Derek? Kill me?"

"No, that would be far too kind." I made myself change and gave a howl to mourn Scott, and was about to bite into her shoulder when Alison kicked the door open and had her bow aimed at me.

Alison's POV

I kicked the door open to find Derek about to bite my mum. I saw the shock cross her face and then the shame. I didn't understand her reaction but I didn't really care. What I did care about was the fact that she wasn't fighting Derek. I wanted her to explain.

"Explain, now!" I was aiming the question at my mother but Derek replied instead.

"Alison, leave. Now!" I saw him glance over his shoulder put I wasn't pain any attention.

"You can't tell me what to do, mother explain-" I was about to ask her what the hell was going on when I was pushed passed by Erica, Isaac and Stiles.

"What? What happened? Where's Scott? What was all the howling about? Derek?" All three of them were all practically talking in sink. I saw Derek glance back again, this time I looked too, curious about what he is so concerned about. I see Scott lying on a table, looking so pale, and I couldn't tell if he was breathing. I looked to Derek with tears in my eyes and I saw a lone tear fall down his face before he shook his head.

"NO!" I drop my bow to the ground and run to Scott pushing through Erica and Isaac, who were only looking at Derek and not who was behind them. I collapsed on my knees at his side and started shaking him. He just rattled, like a flimsy doll. "WAKE UP! You have to wake up! You can't leave me. Scott? Scott! Wake up. Please wake up." I flung my arms across his chest only to feel that he was cold, too cold. I heard Stiles sobbing behind me and I could tell from the silence that Erica, Isaac and Derek were crying too, just not as loudly as me and Stiles. I didn't want to know how, but I needed to know how. I needed to know who to kill. "How did Scott, what happened? Who did this to Scott?" I wasn't really expecting anyone to answer but the answer came from the most unexpected person.

"I saw him come in here, so I followed him. He had an asthma attack and didn't have his inhaler. I tried to help him but I didn't know how." I knew that my mother was lying; I knew that since Scott had become a wolf he didn't need his inhaler.

"You're lying!" I ran to my bow and picked it up and aimed it directly at her head. I saw the emotions sweep across her face one by one. First was the shock that I was actually aiming at her. Then I saw the fear because she knew I don't miss. And finally I saw the guilt. Before she could admit to her crime Derek interrupted.

"When I came in, she was about to leave and the room reeked of wolfsbane." She killed the love of my life! She killed Scott; in cold blood. She said herself that she followed him in. She didn't attack him out of self defence; she murdered him.

"Your bow would give her a death that is too quick. She deserves to die slowly and painfully, like she made Scott. What's the worst death for you Argents?" Surprisingly it was Isaac who was making the suggestion.

"That would be being turned into a wolf, because then you would be forced by the others to kill yourself. By getting bitten, you let the family down, irreversibly. Or we could tell my Grandpa, I'm sure he would have something to say about killing sixteen year olds without provocation. Wouldn't he mum?" My mother was literally trembling with fear. "Or we could go to Grandpa and if his punishment isn't enough we could turn her." I knew my voice was as cold as ice and that that scared her even more. There were tears falling down her face and I couldn't have cared less. The moment she walked into this room tonight, was the moment she lost me as a daughter.

"No Alison. Don't do this. If you're doing this to me; I can't imagine what you are going to do to yourself. After all it is your fault he is dead." I had just turned around to go to Scott's side when I heard the last sentence.

"WHAT? How can this possibly be my fault? I didn't decide to murder my boyfriend." I was beyond angry now. I quickly pulled back the bow string and shot her in the upper leg. I heard Stiles gasp behind me and he put his hand on my shoulder, holding me in place.

"Exactly Alison, your boyfriend. I told you I would have to intervene if you carried on seeing a werewolf."

"You murdered him because we loved each other? How psycho are you that you really have to go around killing your daughter's boyfriend because you don't like what he didn't choose to become. He didn't want to be a werewolf, he didn't choose it but you still condemn him for it anyway. If you say another word against him, I will tear you apart with my bare hands. Do you understand?" how dare she say that about him? What is so wrong with her head that means killing sixteen year olds is okay? After I have made sure she has suffered, I will join Scott. I cannot live without him; he has been my rock as much as I have been his. Oh god? What are we meant to tell Mrs McCall? We have to phone an ambulance and say that Scott had an asthma attack. I can't do this I shouldn't have to do this. I should have been able to go on dates with Scott and graduate high school and move in with Scott and get married and have kids. Why couldn't our lives be normal?

"Y-yes Alison." I could tell that she knew I was being serious.

"Stiles, you need to phone an ambulance and say that Scott had an asthma attack. Erica, stay with Stiles. Isaac-" of course Stiles would interrupt.

"Hey. Just 'because I'm not a werewolf or a secret ninja; doesn't mean I can't defend myself."

"Stiles it's not weather you can or not; it's about how it looks to everyone else. You 'watched' your best friend die and couldn't help him; you're allowed to be upset and therefore needing comfort. Isaac, you me and Derek need to take her-" gesturing towards my mother. "- to my Grandpa. And I will phone Mrs McCall. But first we need to clean this place up before the ambulance gets here." I can't do this. I can't do this. I can't do this. Scott, I need you! Derek kept hold of my mother while we cleaned her blood up off of the floor, removed the arrow from her le, hid my bow and arrows, hid the bong and Isaac moved Scott so that it looked like he collapsed rather than being slowly poisoned. Stiles had phone the ambulance when we were clearing up. Derek, Isaac and I left with my mum before the paramedics got there. We took her back to the Hale house and Isaac and Derek were keeping an eye on her while I phone Mrs McCall.

"Hello Stiles." I could hear the worry in her voice, and I realised I had Stiles phone and that Mrs McCall must have know that Scott had been out with him. I cleared my throat.

"Um, hello Mrs McCall. It's Alison."

"Alison? Why do you have Stiles' phone? Has something happened?"

"Um well, Scott had an asthma attack and he didn't have his inhaler. He-"

"What? How is he? Is he okay? Can I talk to him?"

"I don't know Mrs McCall. I tried to get to Scott but Stiles wouldn't let me near him. Stiles phoned an ambulance and it left about five minutes ago. I was just about to go to the hospital now."

"Okay Alison. Where are you? Do you want a ride?" I could tell she didn't want to be alone right now, to be honest I didn't either.

"I just need to grab a few things from home first, I'll meet you there?"

"Thank you Alison, I'll see you in quarter of an hour." I heard her moving around before the line went dead. I quickly pocketed my phone and pulled out my keys as I walked over to Isaac and Derek.

"I'm-"

"We know, we heard." Derek interrupted me. I wish he would stop doing that, but at least this time it was time saving instead of time wasting.

"I didn't think she should be alone when she finds out." I don't know why but I felt like I had to explain myself.

"We understand. Now hurry up." Derek practically shoved me towards the door, before I ran to my car and started to drive as fast as I was allowed to home. When I got home I quickly sprinted up the stairs and grabbed a different jacket and dropped off my bow and arrows. I heard Mrs McCall's car pull up as I ran down the stairs but my dad blocked my path.

"Where did you go, you disappeared on us? Have you seen your mother? Where are you off to in such a hurry? Who's outside?"

"Mum is at the Hale's house because she murdered Scott with wolfsbane. I'm going to the hospital with Mrs McCall; who is outside and doesn't know what has happened to her son." I quickly shoved passed him and out of the door but not before I heard him mutter something along the lines of "Your mother did what?"

AN- That's it guys, unless you want me to write more. I was thinking there could be a twist added. Please review. Criticism and tips would be really appreciated.