Skye's POV

I opened my eyes and looked around confused to where I was and why I felt so sore and stiff but then remembered I was still at the veterinarian office with Scott and must have fallen asleep with my head on the table.

"Good morning" I turned, seeing Deaton standing in the door way.

"Good morning" I said groaning as I stretched out not a good idea to sleep in a metal chair but then Scott suddenly opened his eyes and started standing up looking flustered but staggered a bit so Deaton caught him and steadied him before he could fall over.

"Welcome back to the world of the consciousness, are you okay?"

"Maybe you should sit down" I said just as the bell jingled on the door, meaning someone had come in.

"Hello?" Deaton called, the door closed and Scott grabbed Deaton who just smiled at us and left the room. "I'm sorry but we're...we're closed"

"Hi there, I'm here to pick up" my eyes widened at the sound of Peter's voice, Scott grabbed me and took me into the corner so Peter couldn't see us.

"I'm not sure I remember you dropping off" we heard Deaton reply.

"This one…sorry two wondered in on their own" Peter replied and I fought a really strong urge to run out and slap him across the face.

"Even if they did, I'm afraid I can't help you we're closed"

"Well, I think you can make an exception this one time...don't you?"

"I'm sorry, that's not going to be possible maybe you could come back during regular hours"

"You have something of mine, I'm here to collect it" Peter persisted.

"Like I said we're closed" there was long pause between the two and I didn't know what was going on and I was afraid Peter had done something to Deaton.

"Mountain ash" Peter suddenly said. "That's an old one" there was a loud crash and I had to hold on to Scott to keep him from running into the other room.

"Let me be as clear as possible" Deaton said, obviously unharmed. "We...Are...Closed" there was another long pause before Scott spoke.

"Allison" he said obviously having been talking to Peter, then the door opened and Peter left.

"I would suggest you two wait for a few more minutes we need to make sure he's really gone" Deaton said to us as we made a move to leave.

I nodded and slowly went to gather my things, I looked at my phone and saw there were no new messages making me worry because I'd been hoping Derek would text me and let me know he was ok but there wasn't a response to my previous messages so for good measure I sent one more Hey Derek, just wondering if you're ok please let me know, after getting the ok from Deaton he drove us home.

I quickly made my way back up the side of the house since it was early in the morning still and climbed through my window just making it to the bed in time and under the covers as my dad opened my bedroom door.

"Hey kiddo" I pretended to yawn.

"Hey dad"

"I've been thinking and I think you've been punished enough so your officially ungrounded and in spirit of the Winter formal your curfew has been lifted as well but that doesn't mean you go gallivanting off with Scott and Stiles doing stupid things again"

"I won't dad I promise"

"Okay" he stood up and walked out closing my door, I sat up sighing in relief because that was a close one then got changed out of my dirt covered clothes and went downstairs since I knew I had to find Derek but was going to need Scott and Stiles' help.

"Dad I'm heading out" I grabbed my bag and keys off the hall table then left heading to Scott and walked straight in heading up to his room but could hear him and Stiles already talking.

"…so you lost your phone, why don't you just get a new one" Stiles said.

"I can't afford a new one and I can't do this alone, we have to find Derek" Scott replied as I leaned against the wall listening to them.

"Well A, you're not alone you have me and Skye and B, didn't you say Derek walked into gunfire he sounds pretty dead" I walked in at the mention of Derek.

"Argent's plan was to use him to get to the Alpha, they're not going to kill him" Scott replied looking up.

"All right, so let them do what they're planning, you know they use Derek to get to Peter, problem solved" Stiles argued as Scott threw clothes out of his washing basket still looking for his phone.

"Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek" Scott yelled. "And I can't protect her on my own, which means we need to find Derek first, just…just help me" Scott continued and accidently hit Stiles with a small ball.

"You know you probably lost it when you two were fighting, you remember that, when he was trying to kill you after you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson, are you starting to see a pattern for violent behaviour here" Stiles argued again.

"He wasn't going to kill anyone" I finally spoke up defending Derek and scared the crap out of Stiles who jumped.

"Jesus Skye" I smiled a little but it quickly fell.

"And we're not letting him die" Scott added, I nodded my head in agreement.

"Can't you two at least think about letting him die for me" I grabbed the ball and threw it back at Stiles before sitting down on Scott's bed but then saw Scott's head snap up.

"What" I asked him.

"My mom just got home from work" he replied and moved to sit on his desk looking upset.

"Is she okay" I asked, he shook his head. "What is she doing?"

"Crying" he replied then moved to sit beside me on his bed.

"Scott you can't protect everyone" Stiles said.

"I have to" Scott responded, I sighed then tried to help Scott find his phone but it definitely wasn't here.

"Hey Derek" I said over the phone later on back in my own bedroom. "I've been trying to call you all day even though it is probably stupid because you walked into gunfire but if you are alive I'm worried so please call me back" I sighed as I hung up the phone since I have tried to get a hold of Derek three times already and was really starting to worry.


"Hi Skye" Allison said startling me as I was putting some books into my locker at school the next day.

"Hey Allison" I responded, confused because since we hadn't talked since the incident at school and she broke up with Scott.

"So I know that you probably hate me because of what I did to Scott…"

"No of course not, what's up?" I turned to her.

"I still want to be friends even though Scott and I are no longer dating so I was thinking maybe you could come with me and Lydia dress shopping this afternoon for the formal, she's buying me a dress and I thought that maybe you'd like to come" I sighed putting my books into my locker because I hadn't even thought about the winter formal.

"I'm not going to formal"

"Why not?" she asked me.

"I just don't feel like it"

"Please, you never know it could be fun" she replied stubbornly, I bit my lip thinking this over and decided it would be a nice distraction it had been a while since I was able to do normal teenager things.

"Alright sure"

"Great, we're leaving right after school so meet us at my car"

"I got it" I said, she smiled and walked away and once she was safely I groaned and closed my locker and had a feeling I wasn't gonna have any fun.

Lydia, Allison and I headed to Macy's when we got to the mall because according to Lydia, they had some of the best dresses so we just had to go there first but Allison seemed really distant and moody.

"What's up Allison?" I asked because if anyone deserved the right to be moody it was me they had no idea what real hardships were, they didn't have a best friend who was a supernatural creature and who was being hunted by his ex-girlfriends family, a boyfriend who was more complicated than anything and had a crazy Uncle trying to kill us.

"Nothing's wrong, I just...I have a lot on my mind"

"You could smile, at least" Lydia said cutting in. "Ever hear the saying, 'Never frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile' smile Allison I'm buying you guys dresses" I stared at her shocked because she has never even talked to me once since we got to high school.

"Have to admit as far as apologies go, that's more than I expected" Allison said.

"Excellent" Lydia replied flipping her hair back.

"But not as much as I'm gonna ask" Allison told her.

"What, what's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you're going to cancel on whatever dumb, roided-up jock you said yes to and you're going to go with somebody else"

"Who?" Lydia asked her.

"Him" Allison said looking over at Stiles, who was trying on cologne. "Oh...don't frown Lydia someone could be falling in love with your smile" I smirked at her as Stiles waved at us, Lydia had gotten Stiles to be her mule as they looked for dresses and went to try them on.

"Thanks by the way for inviting me along, it's been a while since I've been able to do normal teenage girl things like this and for Stiles, he's so going to owe you one big time" she smiled.

"It's fine, I could tell he has a crush on Lydia" I laughed.

"Yeah since like third grade" she grabbed a dress that had black around the top, white skirt and a red sash around the waist then held it up against her adjusting the mirror but then jumped and looked behind her, I followed her gaze and saw Peter who walked towards us.

"That's not your colour" he said after inspecting the dress. "Sorry if that was intrusive but considering you skin tone, I'd go lighter" I glared at him from behind Allison.

"'Cause I'm pale" Allison said clearly flustered about a random guy suddenly walking up to her and offering an unwanted opinion.

"Fair" Peter replied smiling. "I mean, you can't call skin like yours pale, not skin that perfect"

"Okay" Allison said putting the dress back as I could only stand here thinking up things to get away from him.

"Trust me, I have a unique perspective on the subject" Peter continued on not noticing or caring Allison was clearly not appreciating his assistance and turned to the rack behind him, Allison looked back at me but I shrugged. "Do you mind?" Peter said grabbing her hand and held a silver dress next to it, I stepped forward but Peter only smirked at me. "See, much better" he put it back as Allison shuffled and looked around nervously. "You two aren't here alone are you?"

"No" I replied sending him another glare for good measure.

"Shopping for dressers with friends" Allison only nodded. "High school dance?" Peter added smiling.

"Formal" Allison and I replied at the same time.

"Oh" Peter said just as an announcement came over the stores PA system.

'Attention shoppers the owner of a blue Mazda, license plate 5UN I768…'

"Did she just say blue Mazda?" Allison asked nobody.

'Your car is being towed'

"Oh what, that's my car" she added taking off leaving me with Peter who looked around then smirked.

"I have to say Scott, I continue to be impressed with your ingenuity, just remember you can't be everywhere all the time" I rolled my eyes as he turned back to me. "Skyler fancy seeing you here huh?"

"Wish I could say the same, excuse me" I tried to leave but he grabbed my arm. "Let me go or I'll scream"

"Try to remember the reason Derek's been helping me" I glared at him. "You know it's too bad Derek can't take you to the formal since he is obviously older and a wanted fugitive but he's also not around is he, so where is he Skyler?" I flinched at the mention of Derek.

"How am I supposed to know that" I replied.

"Oh come now sweetheart, you're his mate you obviously know where he is"

"I don't know" I repeated.

"Don't lie to me!" I cringed at the power in his voice. "You know if you were a werewolf you'd be able to find him" I jumped back in fear at him threatening to turn me again.

"I don't know where Derek is but hopefully it's far away from you" I looked up into his eyes glaring straight into their soulless pits. "Now let me go" I snatched my arm back then quickly walked away but was suddenly pulled behind a display and a hand clamped over my mouth before I had the chance to scream.

"It's me!" Scott said, as I tried to fight my way away from him.

"Where the hell were you!" I snapped at him and hit his arm.

"You were supposed to leave with Allison" he replied letting go of me. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah just peachy" I replied rubbing my arm which had a bruise already showing up from Peter's vice like grip.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, it was the night of the formal and I was wearing a short sky blue chiffon beaded cocktail dress which Allison and Lydia had helped me pick out, it went to my knees and was strapless with sparkles all over the bust of the dress.

I kept my makeup simple and only used natural colours, I styled my hair half up/half down and curly despite and despite what I went through to get to this point I actually felt pretty damn good I had even got the bruise on my arm covered with makeup, a knock on my door made me turn around and blush nervously when I saw it was my dad because he'd never seen me being a girl and getting dressed up for anything.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed seeing me. "Look at my beautiful daughter!"

"Dad..." I groaned and blushed again.

"Don't dad me, my daughter looks like a princess I'm allowed to have my moment" I smiled and did a littler twirl for him. "So is there a boy coming to pick you up that I can intimidate with the dad stare down" I laughed.

"No, I'm getting a ride from Stiles I'm crashing his date with Lydia" I replied just as there was a honk from outside. "Speaking of…" I quickly checked myself one last time before grabbing my purse and headed downstairs I opened the front door to Stiles gawking at me.

"Wow you look...you look..."

"I know" I smirked and flipped my hair back then laughed.

"You look amazing" he finally said.

"Thank you, you look pretty dashing yourself" I said, fixing Stiles' jacket and tie.

"Thank you" Stiles replied then reached into his pocket and pulled out a simple silver bracelet "I didn't have time to get you a corsage, so I got you this instead" he slipped it on my wrist.

"I love it" I said and hugged him. "Alright let's go"

"Hold on!" dad said walking up behind us. "I want a picture" Stiles and I posed for a couple of pictures, before Lydia started honking from the jeep.

"We better go" I said pulling Stiles out of the house.

When we pulled up to the dance got out of the Jeep watching Lydia make a big fuss of dusting off her dress then turned seeing Allison and a very drunk Jackson getting out of his Porsche and making their way inside.

"Jackson" Lydia said. "You look handsome"

"Obviously" he replied. "It's Hugo Boss" he added then lead Allison into the dance.

"I don't care" Lydia mumbled. "I don't want compliments I will not fall prey to society's desire to turn girls into emotionally insecure neurotics who pull up there dresses at the first flattering remark" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Well" Stiles started. "I think you look beautiful" I quickly hid my smile.

"Really?" Lydia asked him with a small smile, Stiles nodded sincerely and offered Lydia his arm so she took it then he offered the other to me.

"Hey I already told you, you looked good" I chuckled and took his arm then the three of us heading off into the dance.

I ended up sitting down most of the dance since this wasn't exactly what I'd call fun but eventually Stiles had gotten me up to dance with him but then he returned to Lydia since she was his actual date so I found Allison.

"Why didn't you come with a date?" Allison yelled to me over the music.

"No one asked" I yelled back.

"You can't tell me someone didn't ask you you're like one of the prettiest, smartest girls in school" I shrugged because no one had asked me and I know it was because I had distanced myself from normal everyday school things since Scott had got bitten and I met Derek so I didn't want anyone else and I'm pretty sure Derek wouldn't appreciate me having a date anyway.

"There is already someone I'm interested in"

"Really, who" she asked.

"Just some guy, he doesn't go to our school though" I replied but then felt my phone vibrate from inside my clutch purse so I pulled it out and saw Derek's name and picture appear on the screen (I had snapped a photo of him while he was resting on my bed one night). "Speak of the devil I'll be right back" I walked outside and answered the phone. "Hey Derek, I've been trying to call you" I walked outside towards the lacrosse field but before I got too far I felt a cloth press against my nose and mouth.

"Well, well, well" a familiar voice said as that person walked up beside me and the person holding me turned me to face them it was Kate Argent, Allison's Aunt. "You know honey, calling his phone relentlessly makes you look really desperate" I tried to fight but a sickly sweet odour filled my nose and slowly I felt myself fall limp then everything went black as I passed out.