Here's the second one-shot; hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf.

Previously on 'A Banshee, A Fox, And A Coyote'...

"I'm glad that we're friends," Malia smiled. Lydia's eyes softened significantly and she gave her friend a hug.

"Same here, Malia."

Allison's Memory

"Lydia?" Kira asked as she walked into the strawberry blonde's bedroom and looked around for her friend before she noticed a human-sized lump in the unmade bed. She frowned; they would have to leave the house in twenty minutes in order to make it to school on time. What was Lydia still doing in bed?

Lydia didn't make any indication that she had heard Kira. She didn't seem to be awake, either. Kira was sure that she was, though - most days, Lydia was her only hope in getting up; don't even get her started on Malia.

"Lydia, why aren't you ready for school?" Kira asked softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

Lydia let out a grumble, but didn't speak.

"What was that?"

A few seconds passed before Lydia pulled the covers off of her face. Her eyes were bloodshot, her nose was red, and her whole face was puffy - she had been crying.

"What's wrong, Lydia?" Kira asked urgently, leaning in to her friend. Lydia shook her head and closed her eyes to stop a fresh set of tears from exposing themselves.

"Uh, Allison," she whispered. Kira frowned again. "Allison... what?"

"It would've been her birthday today."

Kira wouldn't have been able to hear Lydia if she were human, but her enhanced superhuman-ears made Lydia's words loud and clear.

"Oh, oh," Kira said softly, wrapping her friend into a hug. She knew how close Allison and Lydia had been - losing someone that important to her just a couple of months ago had to be tough. Lydia never even talked about Allison... Come to think of it, Scott didn't, either.

Lydia said nothing. What broke the silence was Malia - she walked into the room to see what was taking the two girls so long, and was about to speak when she noticed Lydia's torn expression and Kira's helpless one.

Feelings were sort of a foreign concept for Malia. She had somewhat altogether forgotten what they were and that they even existed while living in the woods as a coyote for eight years, but as the days went by that she started living like a normal human, she could feel herself begin to develop feelings. For Stiles, for Lydia, Kira, Scott, and Derek... even for Peter, whom she didn't know too well. All she knew about him was that he was pretty creepy.

But now, standing in this room, she felt her heart clench with despair for the first time since she could remember. She didn't even know why Lydia was crying; all she knew was that she was. It wasn't something Malia liked seeing. Not at all.

"Lydia, what's wrong?" Malia asked sadly as she walked over and began patting her friend on the back. She'd gotten the idea from Stiles - she had seen him do it before when Liam, or someone else, needed reassuring.

"Allison's eighteenth birthday would've been today. The most important birthday." Malia didn't know why this was supposed to be a person's most important birthday - it didn't seem more exciting than any other birthday - the number 'eighteen' wasn't even a great number, either - but she decided against asking about it. She would ask Stiles later - right now, her best friend needed help.

The three girls sat in silence; each one not knowing what to say to the other. Lydia spoke up again. "We had everything figured out, too, y'know? We had already planned what we were going to do for her birthday. We were going to take the week off of school - the whole week off - and go on a road trip. We didn't know where - I guess we were just planning on driving around... and, you know, just hang out. Neither one of us have ever done that before, so it would be a first experience thing for the both of us. And whenever I think about it, I think about how - how she's never going to get to experience a road trip. It'll never be something she'd had the pleasure of doing while she was alive. And I wonder if she regrets that." She sniffled when she finished.

"I didn't really know her, but-" Malia began, but she was cut off before she could continue.

"Then shut up," Kira said irritably. Malia and Lydia looked shockingly at Kira, but Kira ignored their expressions. Lydia's speech changed something inside Kira - she didn't know what, but she felt different. "Allison was a great girl. She died a Warrior - an incredible and brave one."

Silence again.

"We can... we can skip school with you, Lydia, if you want," Malia tried.

Lydia smiled but shook her head. "No. I should probably go. I know Scott's going to be upset, too. And... we can, like, talk about it together. You know; help each other get through it."

The three girls were out the door ten minutes later. Lydia had managed to get ready in record-time and still look as great as ever.

Lydia smiled as she looked over at Kira in the passenger seat, and out the rear-view mirror at Malia. She couldn't help but feel happy that these two girls were her best friends - she had lost an amazing one, but gained two more in the process. Losing another best friend - whether it be to death or because their friendship just ended - wasn't something she ever wanted to experience again. She made a promise to herself to treat these girls with respect and to make them feel loved. It was times like these that let her know just how lucky she was.

Fini.

I don't want it to seem like Lydia was replacing Allison in the last paragraph - EVERYONE knows that Allison is irreplaceable! I just wanted to end this one-shot on a good note. By the way, I'm making it so that Malia has no idea that Peter is her father until she finds out in the show. So, yeah. There will be a one-shot up when she finds out in the show. I hope you all enjoyed this little chapter! It pisses me off that Jeff Davis won't just write in a little scene where everyone is honoring Allison - even if it's just for a minute. He won't even give the poor girl a damn funeral! But whatever. Remember to review :)