Set after Sally meets the "reaper" and he gives her the ultimatum in season 2.
There's a saying of being alone in a crowd. She had no one. Sure she had Josh and Aidan and Zoe, kind of. She even had her mom briefly. But she didn't. She didn't have anyone.
She was irrefutably alone.
They tried. Josh especially, but it wasn't enough. They weren't enough for each other. Aidan was traipsing around with a psychopath and drinking live. It was a problem, but it was his problem and he didn't want any help from neither Josh nor Sally. Addicts must admit to their knowledge of the fact before they truly begin to recover. At least he was an ear to listen. Josh had the purebloods and Nora's off the wall behavior. The woman he loved was losing her mind, going off the rails. She wasn't coping well with being a wolf, and the possibility of freedom was overwhelmingly enticing. He was responsible. For her. For her actions. His actions the reaction to her actions.
They didn't have time. They couldn't be bothered or maybe they were too bothered. Josh and Aidan had someone other than themselves to worry with. Someone, something other than their own voices in their head driving them insane.
Sally tried. It was forbidden, but she was tired of being alone. Tired of not feeling. She needed to feel. Be felt. She didn't have the two people she thought she would always have.
It didn't take long for her to become addicted. Dr. Tim saw her, not her, but he wasn't looking through her, so, she was more than happy, despite the consequences and wicked hangover or whatever you called the day after a possession, to borrow his girlfriend's body for a few hours a day.
She knew it was wearing her thin but she couldn't stop. It was all she had. Tim was all she had. The only person that cared for her. Cared enough.
She didn't need Josh's condemning or Aidan's understanding to give it up, though. In the end, an object lesson in being trapped in a person and possibly ruining that person's life did it for her. Scared her straight. She gave up her freedom, did the right thing no matter how belatedly.
The reaper was coming to take her away. Or give her his job.
She'd rather die.
She was finally going to move on, if against her wishes.
She waited around for them. Aidan said he'd be right home, but he forgot.
She was used to it. She couldn't expect them to change their life for her or put her first for once. Nope, she understood. She always understood.
She heard him come in the middle of the night but she didn't try to get his attention or make herself seen. She didn't have to; Aidan always just seemed to know. So it was no surprise when he appeared in front of her looking worse for wear and in quite the hurry.
"I'm late. I know I said I'd be right back. I'm sorry. How are you? Are you okay?"
Sally plastered on a smile. He didn't really have the time, and it wouldn't matter anyway; her fate was determined. At least he tried. She hadn't seen Josh in ages. "Yeah."
He was fidgety. Eyes darting around. He needed to go. He probably needed blood. Live blood. She could sympathize; it wasn't long ago that she'd had cravings.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Go ahead. "
Aidan ran up the stairs and flew back down and out the door in seconds leaving Sally alone once again.