DISCLAIMER: Don't own everything but Scarlet!(: I didn't really like this episode, so I made another short Chapter. Don't worry, "Restraint" will be a longer chappy(:

"She was the purest beauty, but not the common kind.
She had a way about her that made you feel alive.
And for a moment, you made the world stand still."

-From 'We Owned the Night' by Lady Antebellum

As soon as I see the scales, I dive out of the car, roll and then run after it. I have a reason to run. I have something I want to protect now. Jackson nearly drowned Derek, and almost killed me. I dive over a high fence and flip down gracefully. When I turn to see if Derek followed me, I feel a quick pain in my neck and then I go numb and fall onto my back. I seize, not just collapse. I don't know why it's so much more different than what happened to Derek, but I start having a sort of seizure. Derek defends me, growling at the Kanima. I turn my head enough to watch what is happening. He uses an old car door as a shield. When the Kanima turns toward a gunshot, Derek pulls my limp body into his arms, under my knees and lower back, and takes off running. I lean my head against his shoulder and my body still spasms. He sits down gently on the ground outside the train, keeping me in his arms until the spasms stop. Derek strips his jacket and black tee shirt and I feel my breath hitch when I look at his extremely muscled abdomen. He moves me so I'm half straddling him half sitting in his lap and levels my head close to him.

"It's okay, Scarlet. You need to heal." He whispers. I turn my head to kiss him before moving my lips to his shoulder and biting until I draw blood. I swallow the thick liquid down slowly. With Scott, I didn't feel anything when he drank blood. The way Derek anchors me to his body, the feel of his hands pressing into my back and pulling me tighter to his body, I can't get close enough to him fast enough. But, I have to wait until I can do something about it. When I can lift my arms, and move my legs and toes, I pull away, fist my hand into his hair and attack his lips. He growls, standing us up. This time's different. This time he backs me up against the side of the old train, and when I gasp his tongue fights mine for dominance. I let him win. I tug on his hair gently and he groans. He reaches up for the bottom button on my shirt. I nod. He unbuttons it all the way and slides it off me; leaving me in a singlet. I keep my eyes closed as he kisses me forcefully, and kiss him back. He slides his hand up my arms. He groans and I open my eyes in shock.

"You're so soft," he whispers, kissing me again. I smile into his kiss, both my arms wound around his neck. He pushes my shirt up until it's bunched just below my bra, running his warm hands across my stomach, turning the skin into gooseflesh. I groan at the fire that seems to follow his hands. It's then that the three betas decide to walk in. I see Isaac's eyes darken with an emotion I don't recognize.

"Stop," Erica groans, covering her eyes, "This is just as bad as walking in on my parents making out!"

"If you hadn't-"Derek starts.

"Did you catch the Kanima?" Isaac interrupts grumpily.

3RD PERSON POV

Allison knew that Scarlet was going to be pissed at her, but she took a deep breath and walked inside.

"Dad," she called, "I need to talk to you." Chris rounded the corner, and when he saw her all alone parental worry kicked in.

"Is this about your sister?"

"Yeah. Did you know she was seeing someone?"

"Seeing someone as in dating?"

"Yes."

"No. Why?"

"I'm scared he's going to hurt her."

"Well, who is it?"

"Derek Hale."

Chris stiffened at his oldest daughter's words. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair and turned away. It made sense. Tania had ran to live with the Hales when Gerard found out about the baby; the baby that was now a very grown up adolescent. And Chris knew Laura and Derek babysat her. The werewolf part of her had to be drawn to the Alpha, it was nature.

"Are they having sex?"

"I don't know. All those late nights she's been out…she's been with him."

And, wordlessly, Chris grabbed one of his guns and moved out to sit outside the garage.

SCARLET POV

I pull my button-up on and do the buttons up, face burning in embarrassment at getting caught…again.

"No. We were chasing it, but it paralyzed me so Derek helped me heal instead,"

"That really looked like healing to me." Isaac says sarcastically, going inside the train. I roll my eyes, coughing.

"I'm going home," I announce.

"Let me walk you." Derek says, pulling his tee shirt back on. I lean against him again as we walk back to my house. When we get to the end of the driveway, he bends down, wraps his arms around me, and kisses me briefly, sending fiery tingles through me.

"I wish you were sleeping next to me so I could make sure they don't hurt you." He whispers. I blush again.

"I do, too. But I don't want Chris to have a reason to want you dead." I whisper against his lips, his move with mine as they form the words, "Goodnight."

I wrap my arms around his torso and hug him before I turn to walk up the driveway. I nearly scream when I see Chris sitting on a lawn chair outside the garage with a shotgun. "What are you doing?" I ask, my hands on my hips.

"Allison told me you were dating him," he shrugs, "Are you sleeping with him?"

"Excuse me?" I narrow my eyes at him, "No. I'm not. I'm still a Virgin if you must know. And since when do you give a hoot in hell about my choices in men?"

"Since it changed from teenage boysto grown men!" he nearly shouts.

"The only teenager in this house having sex is Allison. But, you won't believe me; 'Perfect little daddy's girl' Allison being naughty and having sex all the time? Impossible." I shake my head and walk past him. I stomp up the stairs, and throw all my stuff into a suitcase. Allison tries to talk to me, and I give her the coldest glare I've ever given someone.

"You are such a bitch." I growl, throwing the last of my clothes into my suitcase, and grab my phone. I slide Derek's jacket from my first day here on and go back down the stairs. I shoulder my father aside as I go out the door. I dial Scott.

"It's me." I say, "I know we just got in a fight and everything but can I stay in your guys' guest room? I got in a fight with my Uncle…I mean…my Dad and I really don't want to stay here."

"Let me ask my mom." He says, and covers the speaking part of his phone, after a few minutes he returns, "She said yes. I'll come pick you up."

"Thanks, Scottie. Love you." I call him a nickname I haven't since we were 10. He laughs.

"Love you too, Little Sis." and hangs up. Chris approaches me outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Anywhere you aren't. But, do you want to follow me to make sure I'm not going to Derek?" I growl.

"Who's picking you up?"

"Back off." I say, clenching my fists to hide the claws.

"You aren't going to see Derek anymore."

"Wanna bet?" I snap, "I'm not Allison. I won't break up with him because you want me to. You aren't going to control my love life, Christopher." I cover my mouth at how I sound like Kate. Gerard comes out of the house, shakily.

"What's going on here?"

"Scarlet has been seeing Derek Hale."

"Not anymore."

"Oh, go back to your nursing home, old man!" I snarl. He goes to swing at me and this time I catch his wrist and turn him around; twisting his arm against his back.

"You will not touch me ever again." I hiss in his ear. I kick his back as I let go of his arm and he lands sprawled on the ground. He stands up in record time and grabs a strand of my hair in his fingers.

"You look and act so much like Kate; especially your long pretty hair." He whispers. Scott's car pulls up and I run to get in.

"Go, go, go!" I shout and he speeds off. I glance back at my family and relax. As soon as we get into Scott's house I head into the bathroom. I pull out one of my knives, pull my straight hair to one side and cut it all off evenly. It goes to the base of my neck now. When I show Scott, his eyes go wide.

"You look so different!" he says. Melissa McCall rounds the corner and I run to hug her tightly.

"Mama McCall!" I shout.

"Hi, sweetie." She smiles at me, "Love the hair. You cut it since you were at the hospital last week with that man." I freeze. She still saw me and she didn't tell? I feel my face heat up and I look down.

"I was hoping you didn't see me. I was scared you'd call them."

"Nah, I figured it was your business. I would like to know who that attractive man you were making out with in the chair is though."

"You made out with Derek in a chair?!" Scott says in disgust.

"Derek Hale is his name." I tell Melissa, ignoring Scott.

"Hmm, I hope you're not…" she trails off and I know what she means.

"No, we're not." I tell her honestly.

"Good. Well, I have an early shift in the morning, and Scott will show you where you're sleeping." She smiles, kisses my cheek. I've always called her 'mama McCall'. I follow Scott down the hall to the room his father used to sleep in when things started to go sour with Melissa.

"Thanks again, Scott."

"No problem. Are you angry with me?"

"I was…until I went home tonight."

"What happened?"

"Allison told our father about me being with Derek. I got in a fight with him about it and called you and here I am."

"She told? I wouldn't think she'd do that to you."

"But, she did." I growl, "She also gave him the impression that I've been sleeping with Derek."

"Why would she do this to you?"

"I don't know." I reply, "I don't know." I take in a deep breath and say "Why do you smell like 50 different colognes, Coke, and blood?"

"Well, in-between the time you got home and the time you called me, I chased the Kanima into a gay bar."

"Wow." I start laughing at the thought of Stiles and Scott in a gay bar.

"That's not even the worst of it. We locked Jackson in the back of an animal control vehicle until we know what to do with him."

"What did you tell his parents?"

"Stiles texted them and said that he was staying at a friend's house and he loves them." I groan at the last three words.

"They're going to know something's up! Jackson's only ever said 'I love you' to me and Lydia. He never says he loves his parents." Scott cusses, picks up his phone and calls Stiles. They argue, but I'm too exhausted to get involved. I walk slowly into the spare bedroom. I curl up on my side on top of the covers and sleep.

I'm standing in front of the red SUV with Gerard and my father sitting inside, just outside the Gay Club Scott had told me about.

"Do you think he's using her?" Chris asks, slowly. Gerard turns to look at him.

"It wouldn't surprise me if he is, after everything Kate did. Especially when she tortured him the last time she came back here." I stiffen at the old man's words. Torture?

"The way she defended him just doesn't make sense. She knows about her mother. I think she's remembering." Chris replies. A hand comes down softly on my shoulder and Kate turns me toward her.

"I need to show you what he meant by torture." She whispers. I jerk away from her, pin her arm behind her back and push her against a tree.

"Leave me alone!"

"I can't. You need to see this." She mutters. I nod. She drags me into a small room with bars on the back wall. I glance up at the cuffs at the top and bottom, and the electric machine on a wooden table. Kate grabs my wrist and flips my hand so that it sits on top of hers-palm against palm.

"Close your eyes." I do. I watch as she swings the door open for Allison. I growl as I see Derek hanging limply from the bars in the memory. I turn to the real Kate, debating whether or not to rip her to pieces. The Kate in the memory walks up to the electric machine which is attached to Derek's side. She turns the knob to 150 bolts and when he screams in pain, I feel a pain shoot through my chest. It's like a car accident; I can't look away no matter how badly I want to. She walks up after he roars, and little Allison flinches.

She humiliates him further by forcing him to show Allison his fangs. The memory changes to when Allison is gone, to Kate rifling through Derek's jacket.

"Come on, Derek, he killed your sister. Maybe you're not telling me 'cause either you want to kill him yourself, or for some reason you're protecting him." she smirks nastily as she pulls a driver's license out of his wallet. She turns around, walks until she's directly in front of him and holds the license next to his face, laughing.

"Look at that sour face. I bet you used to get people coming up to you and saying 'Smile, Derek. Why don't you smile anymore?' Don't you just want to kick those people in the face?" she says, turning away.

"I can think of one," growls that deep voice I've grown accustom to.

"Promise? Because if I thought you were going to be that much fun, I'll let you go." She whirls back around, smiling sickeningly.

"Nothing, nothing. God, I hate this detective crap."

"Are you going to torture me or are you just going to talk me to death, huh?"

"Oh, Sweetie, I don't want to torture you. I just…wanna catch up. Remember all the fun we had together?"

"Like the time you burned my family alive?"

"No. I was thinking more about the crazy hot sex we had. But the fire thing, that was fun too." I wrinkle my nose, my claws subconsciously coming out, he growls, "I love how much you hate me. Remember how this felt?" She grabs onto the top of his jeans and licks from his abdomen to the top of his chest. He snaps at her face, but I can't take any more. I slam Kate into the wall, full animal now. I slam my fist against her face.

"I hate you! I hate you so damn much!" I scream, kneeing her stomach repeatedly, "Why would you show me that you bitch?!"

"I did torture him, in the worst way possible."

"Get away from me." I growl venomously, pushing away from her, "I wish you were dead. I wish I wasn't related to you. Next time you bother me, I will kill you. Now, I'm leaving. Don't follow me Kate." And I walk toward the door, "By the way, if you touch Derek again, I will rip you to shreds with my teeth."

She attacks me with memories as I walk.

Flashing a light to blind him, before electrocuting him again. The light again. When she licked him.

The image turns into an actual fabricated dream. Instead of him chained to the wall, it's four people. Isaac, Erica, Boyd, and Scott. I watch as Allison electrocutes all of them, I hear their screams echo in my ears.

"Allison, please stop it!" I scream. She turns around and stabs me in the stomach. I scream.

Scott shakes me awake. I sit up, panting for air and wrap my arms around him.

"You were screaming bloody murder, what happened?"

"I'm going to kill the Hunters." I growl, "And anybody else who gets in my way. Scott, do you know anyone I can get emancipation papers from?" I smirk. Gerard made a mistake coming to Beacon Hills.