I looked behind us at the green car chasing after us. "Faster?"Scott asked. "Yeah. Much faster."I said turning to face him. Scott pressed onto the gas. "Hey, Scott, I don't think you're grasping the concept of the car chase here."Stiles told him. "If I go faster, I'll kill us." Scott said. "If you don't go faster, they'll be killing us instead!"I yelled at him pointing to the car behind us. Scott went faster.

Stiles and I looked behind us. They weren't there anymore. "Where the hell did they go?"I asked looking to the guys in the front. Stiles turned his dad's radio on. "All units, suspect is on foot heading into the iron works." The officer said. "Drive Scott!"I yelled. Scott drove faster and then turned into the iron works. "There!"I said pointing to my idiot of a boyfriend who is just trying to get himself killed was kneeling.

Scott screeched to a stop and Stiles opened the door. "Get in." He said and climbed into the backseat with me. Derek ran and jumped in just as there was gun fire. Scott took off. "What part of laying low don't you understand?"Scott asked him. "Damn it, I had him!"He yelled at us. "Who, the Alpha?"Stiles asked. "Yes! He was right in front of me, and the freaking police showed up."He told us.

"Oh, hey, they're just doing their jobs…"Stiles trailed off. I pulled him into the backseat. "Yeah, because you two idiots decided to make him the most wanted fugitive in the damn state." I said glaring at Scott. "Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it."He said. I scoffed. "I don't really think you do Scott. You never understand anything unless it goes your damn way. You never care about how your choices affect anyone else. Because of your choice that night, my boyfriend is being hunted down not only by police but by freaking hunters as well. I can never see him anymore. But do you care that I may be suffering? No, didn't think so." I told him before leaning back in my seat to stare out the window.

I heard multiple sighs and could feel eyes on me. "All right. How did you find him?"Stiles asked leaning up onto the console. "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?"Scott asked. "Yeah, all three of us." Stiles said. "Or just them. I'll be back here." He said moving back into the back. I smirked at him. He glared slightly at me. "Look, the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris." He said.

I leaned up to the front to look at him. "Our chemistry teacher?"I asked in a bit of shock. "Why him?"Scott asked. "I don't know yet." Derek sighed. "What's the second?"I asked leaning my head on his shoulder. Derek pulled out a piece of paper with a drawing on it. "Some kind of symbol." I sighed recognizing that symbol. Scott did the same. "What? You know what this is?"He asked us. I nodded. "We've seen it." I told him. "On a necklace. Allison's necklace."Scott said driving faster.

Derek and I were in my room later that night. We were just laying on my bed with each other. I lifted my head up from his chest. "I hate this hiding." I told him. He nodded before looking down at me. "I know. I do too. But there's nothing we can do about it." I sighed and sat up. He did the same and turned my head to look at him. "It won't be like this forever. They'll eventually see that they have no real evidence against me beside Scott saying that he saw me." He told me stroking my cheek softly.

"When are you gonna leave again?"I whispered up to him. He shrugged. "Soon. But right now, is about us. This is our time. We can worry about all of this when the light comes, which won't be for hours." He whispered smiling slightly. I smiled watching him lean down taking my face in his hands gently. Our lips met in a soft kiss that only lasted a few seconds before he pulled away to look into my eyes. "Rest."He whispered. I smiled and nodded. He laid back pulling me down onto his chest gently. I sighed closing my eyes. I drifted off to sleep listening to his heart beat.

"This is gonna be impossible, you know." Scott said as he, Stiles, and I walked through the doors of the school. "Just ask her to borrow it."I said shrugging. "How?"He asked looking at us. "It's easy. You just say, 'Hey, Allison, can I borrow your necklace to see if there's anything on it or in it that can lead me to an Alpha werewolf that I need to kill in order to get back together with you."Stiles said. "You're not helping." Scott told him.

I sighed. "Why don't you just talk to her?"I asked him. "She won't talk to me. What if she, like, only takes it off in the shower or something?"He asked us. "That's why you ease…"Stiles began turning to face Scott. "That's why you ease back into it, okay? Get back on her good side, remind her of the good times. And then you ask for the necklace."Stiles explained. Scott was staring off into space with a goofy little smile on. Stiles hit his shoulder snapping him out of it. "You're thinking about her in the shower, aren't you?"He asked Scott.

"Yeah." He admitted looking down. "All right, stay focused, okay? Get the necklace, get the Alpha, get cured, get Allison back."Stiles said backing up. "In that order. Got it?"I asked waving and walking down the hall to my locker.

I sighed walking in the middle of Scott and Stiles. Jackson apparently knew about Scott. "How the hell did he find out?"Stiles asked. "I have no idea." Scott told him panicking. "Did he say it out loud, the word?"Stiles asked as we walked down the crowded hallway. "What word?"Scott asked in confusion. "Werewolf." I whispered to him like it should be obvious. "Did he say, 'I know you're a werewolf'?"Stiles asked.

"No, but he implied it pretty freaking clearly."Scott told us looking around before sighing. "Okay, maybe it's not as bad as it seems. I mean, he doesn't have any proof, right?"Stiles asked. Scott shrugged. "And if he wanted to tell someone, who's gonna believe him anyway?"I looked up at him. "How about Allison's father?"I asked.

"Okay, it's bad."Stiles confirmed nodding. "I need a cure. Right now."Scott said. "Does he know about Allison's father?"He asked. "I don't know." Scott sighed out. "Okay, where's Derek?"Stiles asked. They both looked at me. "He's hiding out like we told him to do. Why?"I asked looking at them suspiciously. "I have another idea." Stiles confirmed. "It's gonna take a little time and finesse, though."I sighed. "Stiles, every time you have an idea, one of us gets hurt." I told him. "And we have that game tonight. It's quarterfinals. And it's your first game." Scott said.

"I know, I know." Stiles sighed. "Do you even have a plan for Allison yet?"I asked looking up at Scott. "She's in my next class."He said. "Get the necklace." Stiles told him before dragging me off down the hall. "Why did you need to know where Derek was?"I asked him. "Because he's part of my idea. And I need you to tell him to meet up at my house about an hour after school." He told me. I nodded. "Okay. But what for?"I asked but he ignored me walking down the hall. I sighed and walked into my next class. I took my seat and pulled out my phone to text Derek.

TO: MR. SEXY GREEN EYES

Can I ask for a huge favor from my amazingly handsome and perfect boyfriend?

I placed my phone in my lap when the bell rang for class to start. I started writing down notes as the teacher started talking and writing on the board. I looked down at my phone when it buzzed.

FROM: MR. SEXY GREEN EYES

What can I do for my wonderfully beautiful and flawless girlfriend?

I blushed and smiled brightly at his reply.

TO: MR. SEXY GREEN EYES

Meet me at Stiles' house right after school.

I put my phone in my bag to concentrate on school.

I sat in front of Scott at lunch taking small bites out of my apple. Stiles sat next to Scott. "Did you get her to give you the necklace?"He asked quietly before even fully sitting down on the chair. "Not exactly." He confessed. "Ah. What happened?"He asked. "She told him to not talk to her. At all." I said smirking slightly. I shook my head as Stiles shoved half a chicken strip into his mouth. Some of it was hanging out before he chewed it in. "So she's not giving you…"He began with a mouth full of food.

"She's not giving me the necklace!"Scott said looking over to him. "Well, did you find anything else out?"He asked Scott. "Just that I know nothing about girls, and that they're totally psychotic." I glared at Scott and kicked his shin under the table. He groaned and held onto his leg. "Okay, I came up with a plan B just in case anything like this happened." Stiles told him sighing. "And what happens to be this plan B?"I asked crossing my arms on the table.

"Just steal the stupid thing."Stiles said. He opened up his water. "Couldn't we try at least getting to Harris?"Scott begged. Stiles shook his head. "My dad put him on a 24-hour protective detail, okay? The necklace is all we got. Steal it. Thank you."I sighed and stole a French fry from Stiles' plate. I looked over to Scott to see he had a weird look on his face. "What's wrong?"I asked him. "He's watching us." He whispered.

I turned around and glared at Jackson. "Act normal!"He whispered to us. Scott winced clenching his eyes shut. "What's wrong?"Stiles asked him. "Jackson's talking to me. He knows I can hear him." He told us. "Stiles. Look at Scott. Just pretend to talk to him. Act like you can't hear him Scott." I told them leaning forward in my seat a bit. Stiles squirmed in his seat. "Say something. Talk to me!"Scott told him. He threw his hands up. "I can't think of anything. My mind's a complete blank." He said.

"Your mind's blank?"Scott asked. "You can't think of one single thing to say?"I asked in shock. "Not under this kind of pressure." He said looking behind me to them. "FYI, he's not even sitting with them anymore."I looked back and it was true. Jackson wasn't there at the table anymore. "Where is he?"I asked looking around. Scott stopped looking around. "Yes."He whispered. I looked at him in confusion. I looked down at his hands to see him shaking terribly. Scott clenched onto the water bottle scrunching it up. He shakily took a drink from it. "Scott, don't let him do this to you." I whispered.

"You can't let him have this kind of power over you. Okay?"Stiles said leaning over to him. Scott held onto his tray. He suddenly broke the tray. Everyone in the room turned to look at him. I bit my lip nervously seeing his look.