[Scott and Allison]

Two lovers sitting in the center of the clearing, luscious green grass surrounding them and the bright sun kissing their faces.

Scott had his arms wrapped protectively around Allison, who had her head resting on his chest, listening intently to the strong, steady heartbeat of her mate. The two lay in comfortable silence, lost in their own thoughts.

Rain drops gently fell to the earth. Darker clouds started rolling in; deep bellowing of thunder could be heard in the distance. Suddenly, the wind started picking up, whipping the leaves of the trees around. Noticing the change, the two lovers got up, racing back to the house.

Flashes of lightening and claps of thunder shook the house, the strong winds whistling through the opened screens of the windows and doors. The occupants ran about, frantically trying to close the windows and doors.

"Scott, did you close the upstairs windows?" Allison asks as she latches the lock on the last window downstairs. Scott saunters into the living room, his hair windswept.

"Yeah." Scott was now standing behind Allison, wrapping his arms around her waist. The beta sighs, "When Stiles and I were younger, and there was a major storm like this, he would call my house asking if I could come over. I'd make mom take me and we'd make a fort out of sheets and hide in there and most of the time, we'd drift off to sleep." Scott's head was resting on his mate's shoulder, a sniff could be heard.

Allison leans her head back, resting on her head on Scott's shoulder, turning her face so her nose is at the nape of his neck.

"We should have never left him, not alone. I can't even…" Another tear streaks Scott's face as he remembers the day that he and the others, minus Allison and Lydia, at the time, and Stiles, had left.

Scott runs up to his mate, quickly bringing his strong arms around her waist and pulling her into his body. "Allison…"

"Don't, I know everything will be fine, you will come back to me." Allison pulls from the embrace to kiss her lover. "You come back to me ok?" Scott nods his head in response. The two lovers embrace again.

Scott and Allison were sitting on the porch, Allison leaning into Scott's side with his arm around her waist. Comfortable silence blanketed them. After a few more moments of silence, Derek emerged from the house, his shoulder soaked with tears belonging to his mate.

Derek called out to his other betas and nodding to Scott. Derek walked over to the camaro, getting in it and waiting for the others.

Scott turned to Allison. "Allison…"

"Go." Allison nods in understanding. Scott kisses her cheek and bolts up stairs.

The beta taps on the door, "Stiles?" Scott walks into the room, noticing that his friend was lying on the bed, his back facing the door and sniffling could be heard. The young beta walked the rest of the way into the room, closing the door and heading towards the bed and sitting down. "Stiles?" sniffling again could be heard.

"We're getting ready to leave; just wanted to tell you good-bye." Scott places a hand on Stiles' shoulder, the action triggering his best friend to fly up from his position on the bed and cling onto Scott for dear life.

No words were said between the two friends. Stiles held onto Scott and Scott returned the gesture.

Allison and Scott trek to their room, cuddling and remembering their time with Stiles. Allison recalls the day that she and Lydia left.

"Lydia and I should have taken him with us…"

It was a bright autumn's day, the brightly colored leaves drifting to the warm earth. All was quiet except for the occasional song from a bird or bark of a dog.

Allison and Lydia were in their rooms, packing, while Stiles was downstairs in the kitchen making lunch. Stiles' children were outside playing.

"Lunch is ready!" Stiles shouted as he set the last plate on the table. Evan and Grace came barreling into the kitchen, still hyper from playing.

"Ok, you two, it's time to eat and then you two can finish your game." The two children ran over to the table and started to devour their mac-and-cheese lunch.

"Lydia! Allison!" Stiles called again after a few minutes of not receiving a response, Stiles walked up the stairs, stopping when he saw the suitcases piled in the hallway. "Lydia?" Stiles walked into Lydia's room, noticing the closet and dresser drawers opened and cleaned out. Lydia walked out of the bathroom.

"Allison…" Lydia stopped, noticing Stiles standing in the door way of the bedroom. "Stiles…"

"Lydia, I…" Allison came to a halt at seeing Stiles.

"You guys going on a trip?" Stiles questions, looking between the two young ladies.

"Stiles…" Lydia looks to Allison for help.

"Stiles, Lydia and I are leaving."

"Where are we going? I can be packed within the hour." Stiles started to turn around to walk out the door, but Allison's hand on his shoulder stopped him, the boy turned to face the other two.

"Stiles…" Lydia took over the conversation. "Allison and I have been talking about this and we have decided that it is better for us to leave, being here is too painful without the others."

Stiles world came crashing down. First Derek, Scott, Jackson and Danny leave and now Allison and Lydia; tears started to swell in his eyes.

"No no no no no! You two c-can't leave! W-we're pack, we're s-suppose to stay together." Tears were now falling freely. Lydia made an attempt to hug Stiles, but he put his arms up, stepping away from her; his eyes dark and cold. "Don't! J-just pack your shit and leave!" Stiles stormed off down the hall to his room, slamming the door.

Allison was crying into Scott's shoulder, Scott was stroking her hair, trying to calm her down, but he too was crying; crying for leaving Stiles, crying for the loss of a pack member, a friend.

A howl echoed through the house.

[Jackson and Lydia]

"Close that damn window Jackson!" Lydia yelled at her mate as she walked out of the bathroom and was greeted by a gust of cold wind. Jackson sat motionless in front of the opened window, completely lost in his thoughts and not noticing his mate was in the room.

"Jackson!" Lydia yelled again, snapping her fingers in front of Jackson's face. Jackson blinked.

"Huh?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Lydia leaned over, closing the window and then sitting in her mate's lap and wrapping her arms around his neck; Jackson sighed. "Jackson?"

"Huh?"

Lydia let out a breath, knowing what was wrong with Jackson. "We all miss him." She leans in, placing her nose where Jackson's shoulder meets his neck.

Jackson let out a shaky breath. "W-we should have never left him, we should have went against Derek's orders and brought him with us."

Lydia was quiet, she wasn't sure as to what to say. They all suffered a great loss and were dealing with their decisions over the years. Silent tears were shed between the two lovers; they hung onto each other, trying to deal with their grief for the loss of their pack mate.

Jackson shot up, a look of confusion masked on his face. Lydia heard it too and was about to speak, but before she could, fast footsteps could be heard running down the hallway. Lydia walks into the hallway noticing Scott and Jackson staring at their alpha's opened bedroom door.