It was Saturday evening and after spending the whole day with Stiles, Allison decided that she was more hyperactive pregnant then not. The two girls got in some much needed girl time. Allison was happy to be friends with Stiles again. She didn't realize how much she missed laughing so hard at all of Stiles crazy one-liners.

Allison was exhausted and wanted to go to her room and sleep the night away, but when she noticed the dark blue truck in her driveway she knew that was a pipe dream. It had been awhile since she and her dad had unexpected guests and the last ones left blood stains in the carpet that took weeks to get out. Allison was on full alert.

She cautiously walked into her home to the surprising sound of laughter. She went into the kitchen to find her father and a tall, well-built Asian man chatting it up like two old ladies. They didn't notice her presence, and Allison was hesitant to break up their bonding moment.

"Dad," she said shyly. The man turned to his daughter with surprise. Argent's bright green eyes were still sparkling with laughter, as he waved for his daughter to come in.

"Allison there you are," he said excitedly. "Come here I want you to meet one of my dear and oldest friends, Alec Yoshida." The man, Alec, smiled warmly at Allison offering his hand. She took it and shook. His grip was strong. It was the roughness of his hand and the light scars across his left eyebrow that clued Allison into where her father knew Alec from. He was a hunter. He had an American accent, slightly southern so she knew about how long ago they'd been friends, (20 years ago her father and mother lived in San Antonio ,Texas) and from his and Argent's body language she could tell that friend was a relatively term.

"It's lovely to see you again Ms. Allison," he said. Allison grimaced knowing she'd never seen this man before in her life. "We met once before when you were just a little toddler, knocking everything down in your sight like a boozed up bull." He laughed heartedly. He was an attractive man for his age, something he shared with her father. His black eyes set wide underneath his strong brow and over his predominated, pointed nose, and his small mouth curved slightly above his pointed chin. He had a strong jawline and his dark brown hair fell in luscious layers around his face to the nape of his neck. And then there was the rest of his body, which seemed untamable by any kind of shirt. He was wearing a long sleeved blue and gray striped Henley that hugged his tight frame perfectly. Yes this was a handsome man, Allison thought.

Well, nice to see you again, I guess," she said cheerfully. "What brings you to Beacon Hills?" she asked the question as innocently as possible, but she was very skeptical of his presence there.

"Well I was just about to tell your father that very thing," he said, his eyes turned slightly serious. "I've got word that there's been a wolf conception in these parts." Allison's heart jumped, but she kept her cool.

"Wolf conception? What's that got to do with anything?" she asked with a slight giggle, Alec's eyes grew even more serious.

"I'm in the business of hunting werewolves Ms. Allison, preventing one's birth makes it much easier to do my job," he said matter-of-factly. The coldness of his voice scared Allison. Her father hadn't even said anything so callus. She looked at her father who seemed unfazed.

"I thought betas were off limits until they turned 18?" she asked trying her best to remain calm. Alec chuckled.

"Well if they're never born that rule don't mean shit, don't you think?" he answered. "Beside I hear there are plenty of wolves who are quickly coming of age around here," he said giving a knowing glance to Argent along with another hearty laugh. Argent just smiled as he took a swig of his beer. Allison also gave her best smile, but it felt tight on her face. She wasn't amused by Alec one bit.

"Anyway I came here to see if you and your dear old pop knew anything about it, and if so if you'd like to help me track the winch and her abomination," he said with hopeful eyes. Allison wanted to hit him. She avoided looking at her father fearing Alec would catch her tell, and after what seemed like an eternity, though only a few seconds Argent spoke up.

"Sorry Alec, we haven't heard anything about a possible wolf pregnancy," he said with a sigh. "Although, we have been out of the loop lately."

"Yeah what's up with that," Alec interrupted. "Is my man Argent, the best hunter I've ever come across, hanging up his guns," there was disappointment in his voice when he spoke but somehow Allison could tell it wasn't sincere.

"Well with everything that's gone on these past couple of years, Kate, Allison's mom and my dad. I guess we're just trying to regroup," Argent said. He gave wink at Allison, who shuddered at the thought of her dead family members.

"Okay so you just need a little convincing to come out of retirement," Alec said amusingly. He rubbed his hands together. "Well, if you let me set up shop here for a few days and do some digging, maybe I could make it your worthwhile." Alec's bright eyes shifted between Allison and her dad. This was the most sincere gesture he made all night, and Allison knew if she and her father didn't take the bait, it would cause suspicion.

"Feel free to stay here as long as you'd like old friend," Argent said patting Alec on the back. "And if you do need a bit of back up Allison and I are the ones to call." Allison suppressed her protest and gave Alec the warmest of fakest smiles she could manage.

"Great," Alec shouted. "I'll just go get my stuff." With that he was jogging out the kitchen and then the front door.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Allison yelled as soon as the door shut.

"Allison, calm down," Argent commanded calmly.

"He can't find out about Stiles and Derek, we gave our word," she objected.

"And we're keeping our word," Argent said. "The closest Alec is to us the better we can keep a watchful eye on him, make sure he doesn't discover anything." Allison breathed a sigh of relief. Her father was definitely a changed man from two years ago. After everything they'd been through not only was he trusting of Scott, Derek and their pack, but he was protective of them and considered them allies. He'd turned his back on hunting werewolves for good. "So are you going to inform Scott?" Argent asked. Allison thought for a moment. A part of her wanted to run out and find Scott that instant, but she doubted if that was the right move.

"No, not now," Allison stated. "Let's keep a watch on Alec like you said, and see if he gets any warmer we can let Scott in on it." Allison could tell her father didn't agree with her choice of action, but he nodded his head in agreement anyway.

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