For everyone who's upset about Derek and Bree breaking up I hope you know that I love them as much as all of you do. They need time apart after everything they've been through and Bree needs a good guy like Scott after dating bad boys (Jackson, Matt, Derek) They will eventually get back together because like I say so many times in this story "they are meant to be" I would also like to say that I'm considering writing another Teen Wolf fanfic after I write this chapter and I'll be going away from this one until January 7th or longer depending on how things play out. If you want more information on my next Teen Wolf fanfic follow me as a writer. I also want to thank all of you for sticking with me even through all my grammar mistakes in the season one chapters. I love you all for reading! Enjoy =)

We all slept at the animal clinic and took turns watching them just in case they woke up in the middle of the night. I was starting to get worried they would never wake up. It had been sixteen hours. I should have talked to Scott before he went under. I leaned on Lydia's shoulder and she pet my head. Right when I was going to tell her how worried I was we heard gasping from the other room. We all stood up and saw Allison, Stiles and Scott sitting up in the tubs. "I saw it!" Scott said getting out. "I know where it is!"

"We passed it." Stiles said. "It was this huge tree, well it was huge, it's just a stump now. It was still big though."

"It was the night we were looking for the body." Scott said looking at me.

"The night you were bit by Peter."

"I was there!" Allison said. "In the car with my mother. We almost hit someone."

"It was me." Scott whispered. "It was me! You almost hit me!" He was getting all excited now. He moved towards Deaton. "We can find it."

We all looked at each other. Could they really find it in a matter of a few short hours? "What?" Allison asked noticing all of our expressions.

"You guys were under for a long time." Isaac began.

"How long is a long time?" Stiles asked.

"Sixteen hours." Deaton answered.

"We've been in the water for sixteen hours?!" Scott exclaimed.

"And the full moon rises in less than four." We all looked at Deaton and back at Scott, Stiles and Allison.

Isaac moved to Allison and when I moved to Scott with a towel he held my hand. "I have to go back with them." He said looking at me. "With the alphas."

"No!" Stiles said walking up to us with his towel. "You're not going back with them."

"I made a deal with Deucalion." Scott was still looking at me and still gripping my hand.

"Why does it matter?" Isaac asked.

Scott turned to Isaac. "Because I still don't think we can beat Jennifer without their help." Scott did have a point.

"He trusts you more than anyone." Allison said looking at Deaton. "Tell him he's wrong."

"I'm not so sure he is." We all looked at Deaton. "In circumstances like this sometimes you have to make alliances with people you usually consider enemies."

"So we're going to trust him?" Isaac asked. "The guy who calls himself 'death destroyer of worlds,' that guy?" I rubbed my neck. Isaac had a point too.

"Not trust him, but use him to your advantage." And Deaton had an even better point. "Deucalion may be the enemy, but he could also be the bait."

We all looked at each other. This could be a great idea and work perfectly, but it could also blow up in our faces. The animal clinic door opened and Deaton gave us all a stay-here look. "I'm here for Lydia." That was Ethan's voice.

We all moved to the lobby. "I need your help." He told Lydia.

"With what?" Stiles asked protectively.

"From stopping my brother and Kali," He paused and looked right at me. "From killing Derek." My breath caught in my throat.

I looked at Scott. Derek couldn't die and he knew it. "Lydia," Scott began. "You go with Ethan to warn Derek. Stiles," He looked to Scott. "You go get something of your dad's so I can trace the sent." He turned to me. "Bree, Allison, Isaac and I will go to Allison's apartment to get something of her dad's."

We all nodded and sprung into action going our separate ways. When we got into the elevator Stiles called Scott asking him what he should bring. "Just grab anything." Scott held my hand as we walked out of the elevator. "No Stiles, I'm not smelling your dad's boxers." I turned to Scott and he shrugged. "Socks? Okay, I'll smell his socks." They hung up and we all walked into Allison's apartment.

"What about me?" Isaac asked.

"Pick anything from my dad's closet." She told him. "Anything with the strongest sent."

We were about to go into Chris' room when we heard a voice say, "Quite an arsenal your father's got young lady." Scott looked at me panicky, gripped my hand tighter and we walked into Chris' study together. He stood up when he saw us. "Scott."

"What are you doing here?"

"Following one of the only lead I have." He studied both of us. "Now since I don't know where the two of you have been why don't you take a seat and we can talk?" He rolled his eyes. "You too Isaac."

Isaac popped his head into the doorway. "How do you know my name?"

"Your name is one of the few things I know. To be honest the rest of what's going on in here has got me stumbling in the dark." He looked at all the weapons. "I don't have the slightest clue."

Scott let go of my hand and went forward. I knew he was getting mad. "If you're trying to tell me you don't have a clue I could have told you that a long time ago."

"I'm really hoping to skip over the embarrassment of dragging my own son into an interrogation room. Really hoping." Allison and Scott sat in the two chairs while Isaac and I sat on the small coffee table. "I'm not gonna lie, I'm more than a little disturbed not only by the number of missing parents, but the fact that it's your father," He said pointing at me. "Your father," He said pointing at Allison. He looked at Scott sympathetically. "And your mother."

Isaac raised his hand. "Mine are both dead." I gave him a look and took his mints from him. We had been through this before. He wasn't going to get them back until he behaved.

"Save the cliché teenage apathy for your high school teachers. The three of you know more than you're saying and I'm ready to keep you here all night if I have to."

I rolled my eyes and took one of Isaac's mints. No wonder he bought these in bulk, they were delicious. "You can't keep us here." Scott said.

"Not without some kind of warrant." I continued.

"I've got a desk full of probably cause."

Allison made a face and stood up. "My father is a highly respected private security consultant and a federally licensed firearms dealer which means he has to own a few weapons." She went through some of the weapons, knowing everything about them and she picked up one of them. "Or a smoke grenade with a pull ring igniter." We all looked at each other knowing exactly what she was going to do. She pulled the ring on the grenade, threw it and we all ran out.

"Scott, wait!" Kyle yelled.

We made it out of the apartment and ran down the stairs not even bothering waiting for the elevator. I hopped on the back of Scott's bike as Isaac and Allison got into her car. During the ride I felt this weird feeling like something was being pushed against my chest with immense pressure. Kind of like a car crash. We all pulled up to the Preserves and Allison looked at Scott. "Are you okay?"

"I didn't know what to say to him, I couldn't come up with anything, but what you did was awesome!"

Isaac looked at his phone. "I still haven't gotten a response from Stiles. Have you?"

"I don't get it." Scott said looking at his phone.

"I have a bad feeling."

"We can't wait for him." Isaac said. "Let's go."

I looked at my phone again. This doesn't feel right. He should be here by now. I looked at Scott and he grabbed my hand. "He'll catch up with us. I'm sure he's fine." He put his arm around me and I looked behind me half expecting Stiles to run up, tripping over himself yelling 'Hold up!' But he didn't.

We went to the cliff overlooking the town once we heard a voice from the darkness. "Cutting it a little close aren't we Scott?"

"We got a little delayed." Scott answered. No one was with Deucalion and we assumed they were all at Derek's, but he wouldn't be there for them, hopefully. "Where are the others?"

"Occupying themselves with other pursuits."

"So it's just you and me against her?"

"I think you'd be surprised by what a good team we make."

Scott turned to Isaac. "Get Stiles and then get the others in the root cellar. We'll keep Jennifer away long enough for you to get them out of there."

"How are you gonna do that?"

"I have a plan."

He was about to turn away. "Scott," He looked at me and grabbed my hand. "Let me go with you."

"This isn't a place for a mere mortal Sabrina." Deucalion said.

"Well I'm not a mere mortal." I turned back at Scott. "I've gotten good with my powers. You know I'm stronger than most fairies. Please let me go with you Scott."

He studied me sympathetically. He wanted to protect me, but he knew I could protect him better. He turned to Deucalion. "She's a good fighter and she can give us extra protection out there."

"I refuse to work with a fairy over a simple crush."

"Can we get over this?!" I screamed at him. "This is the twenty first century. Sure werewolves and fairies have been enemies since the dawn of time, but we can get over that. I fell for two werewolves." Scott looked at me hopefully. "My mom was in love with a werewolf. We've evolved. I can protect you Deucalion." I looked at Scott. "Both of you."

Deucalion sighed. "I guess now is a time to put tradition aside and fight side by side." I smiled. I would have hugged him if he didn't scare the hell out of me.

The storm picked up as we made our way to the distillery with the spiral slashed into the wall. The place where the alphas used to meet. "You said you had a plan." Deucalion said.

"The first day of school," Scott began. "Jennifer sent us all a message. It was the last line of the book Heart of Darkness. I've got a message of my own to send her." So we made her a little video telling her exactly where we are and that what she stands for is bullshit.

We waited and in the fog we saw her silhouette approaching us, but then it split into two and the other person I noticed instantly without seeing his face. It was Derek. Scott and I looked at each other and then back at Derek. "What are you doing?" I asked him, practically pleading.

He looked at Jennifer and then back at us. "It may be hard to believe, but I'm actually trying to help the two of you."

"Hm," Deucalion began. "Brother against brother, lover against lover." Derek and I shared a glance. "How very American this is." He began to separate his cane. "Are you ready Jennifer? Did you grab your herbs?" He took off his jacket. "Pray to your ancient gods and oak trees?" He was mocking her and she was pissed. "Slit a baby's throat perhaps?" He moved closer to them. "Should we show them why you needed to sacrifice nine innocent lives to face me?" He began to turn into a werewolf, but his skin was dark like a demon's. "Or was it twelve?" Scott and I looked at each other. Maybe Derek was right, maybe we did pick the wrong side.

Derek turned and one major thing I noticed was that his eyes were now blue. He wasn't an alpha anymore. Deucalion would kill him. Derek went after Deucalion, but he grabbed his arms, he was so much stronger than Derek. Jennifer went up to him and tried to use her powers, but they didn't work, not against the alpha of all alphas. He grabbed both of them by the neck and began to raise them up. He threw Jennifer down, but just set Derek down, like he didn't want to hurt him. Derek went after him again, but he threw Derek over him and Jennifer came at him again. He slapped her across the face and threw her down again. I ran over to Derek who looked hopeless. He had to find hope. He always had hope when no one else did. Deucalion picked Jennifer up and threw her down on the ground in front of Scott. "Kill her." He growled. "Do it!" He growled and Scott fell to his knees, he had forced him to change. "Now kill her. Parents are dying. That storm you hear, she's burying them alive. It's her connection to the currents. Kill her and it all ends."

"It won't end!" Jennifer yelled. "Not with me, he'll have you kill everyone you love. It's what he does."

"She's lying Scott." Scott had no idea to believe and neither did I. "They're dying, your mother and the parents of your best friends. Kill her now and it ends. Become the alpha you're meant to be. Become a killer."

"They're not dead yet."

"And who's going to save them? Your friends?"

"My pack."

Deucalion ran to Scott with insane speed and made his claws grow out. "Maybe you just need a little guidance."

"I forgot to tell you something." Scott said. "Gerard told me that you're not always blind."

"Derek your eyes!" I yelled.

He turned away and Scott threw down the flash bulb arrow heads causing Deucalion to turn away and swing out violently. I looked at all the werewolves and they were back to normal. The sky outside was greenish. "The eclipse," Deucalion began. "It's started."

I looked over to where Jennifer was and she was gone. I stood and went to stand by Scott. Our backs were to each other and we were circling waiting for Jennifer to pop up. She came into the distillery with her scarred face and she came running at me with a knife. She plunged it into my lower abdomen. White hot pain ran through my body. My mouth dropped and I cried from the pain. She ripped the knife out of my body and I fell to the floor. I looked up at Scott to see him thrown across the room leaving him unconscious. Then she began slamming Deucalion's head to the pavement over and over again. I turned away and tried to heal my cut, but I was too weak. There was no coming back from this. "Jennifer!" Derek yelled. I looked over and he glanced at me with a worried gaze and then back at her. "He doesn't know."

"What?!"

"What you really look like." She looked down at Deucalion. "He knows the cost of getting Kali into his pack, but he's never seen the price you've paid."

"No," Her voice was raspy which could fill anybody with fear. "No he hasn't." She leaned down and healed Deucalion's eyes. He could see again. I could read his mind. It must be the lunar eclipse stripping them of their powers. "Turn to me!" He looked at her and was immediately frightened.

She was about to kill him when she suddenly felt weak so Derek ran up and caught her. "What is this?"

"Healing him made you weak, just like healing Cora did to me. You won't have your strength for at least a few minutes.

"Then you do it." She said hopefully. "Kill him."

"No." I smiled. I knew Derek wouldn't be on her side. "Like my mother used to say, 'I'm a predator, but I don't have to be a killer.'" He grabbed Jennifer by the neck. "Now let them go."

She threw Derek down and smacked him over again. "Stop." I whispered. They both looked at me and Jennifer got a sick smile on her face. She picked him up and began strangling him. "No!"

"First I take your baby and now I'll take the love of your life."

She began to throw him into a wall over and over again and his thoughts began to run threw my mind. He thought about the first time he had ever saw me, the first time he had ever kissed me, my smile, my laugh, the time we played football on the beach and he grabbed me by the waist spinning me around. I was the only thing he thought of in what he figured were his last moments.

Then all of his thoughts went away and his eyes turned blue. "Your fifteen minutes are up." He threw her off of him and Scott stood up, but she threw a circle of mountain ash around herself. None of us would be able to get past that.

"Like I told you Derek," She sounded so angry. "Either you or the parents! I guess I'll have to take them now. In a few minutes they'll be dead and I won't need a lunar eclipse to kill a demon wolf." Scott put his hands out like he was going to push past it. "You've tried this before Scott, I don't remember you succeeding." He began to push and he eventually pushed his way through, his eyes now glowing red. "How did you do that?" She asked now on the ground and looking terrified.

"I'm the alpha now." I couldn't help, but smile. "Whatever you're doing to cause the storm, make it stop or I'll kill you myself. I don't care what it does to the color of my eyes."

Deucalion stood up right in front of me. "It won't do anything to my eyes so allow me." He ran up to her and slit her throat. She gasped, turned to her real face and died.

The storm stopped and I smiled. Everything began to fade and my eyes fluttered. "Bree." I heard Scott mumble.

I saw Derek and Scott standing over me and my smile widened. "We won."

"We did." Scott said with a smile and tears starting to fall from his eyes. "You can't die. You have to heal yourself."

"I tried." I breathed out. "It's too big to heal." I looked at Derek. "I could read your mind for a minute." He smiled with tears streaming down his face. "It was great." I looked at Scott. "Is it possible to love two people at once?" They both chuckled and my eyes began to flutter again.

"We can still save her." Derek whispered. "But she has to die first."

"What are you talking about?" Scott asked.

"The thirty minutes of brain activity you still have when her body is dead." Deucalion said. "She won't come back the same. She'll have a darkness around her heart."

"That's a risk I'm willing to take." Derek said. He began to stroke my face and he began to sing like he wanted my death to be peaceful. "I am not alone." Cut by Plumb, our song. "I'm not a stranger, I am yours." My eyes closed and I took my last breath. I couldn't breath and I couldn't move. It was nothing, but darkness, but I could hear Derek and Scott's cries which was the worst thing I could ever imagine.

I could feel Derek's strong arms pick me up and hear his voice filled with sadness tell Deucalion, "You're going to help us."

I could feel the wind blowing against my body as they ran through the night. All I wanted to do was yell and scream that I was still here. But my body was dead and they couldn't read my mind. I wanted to cry. This was the worst feeling ever. I was scared and sad. I didn't know what to do and if my body was still alive tears would be pouring out of my eyes. We came to an abrupt stop and I could feel the impact of Derek jumping down into what I assumed was the root cellar. "Isaac!" Scott yelled.

I felt them put my body on the ground. "Bree!" That was my dad. Oh god, oh god, he couldn't see me dead. He wasn't strong enough.

"Is she-" Stiles couldn't finish the sentence.

"She's dead." Derek said.

"Oh god." Dad was crying and so was Stiles. I wanted to be with them so bad, but I couldn't. I was dead.

"We can save her." Scott said.

I felt two people grab my hands and two hands on my wound. I could feel them taking the pain out of me and suddenly I could breathe again. I gasped for air and my eyes fluttered open. "Stop!" I yelled at them. They did. "You'll kill yourselves." I put my hand down on my wound which hurt more than anything. I screamed out in pain and my entire body shook as my powers healed my wound and the pain was gone. I sat up and everyone was watching me. I looked at my dad who had tears flowing down his face. "Daddy." He moved to hug me and we both cried with Stiles joining us in the hug. The worst part was that I could feel it instantly. I could feel the darkness around my heart and no matter how happy I was that I was with my family again I couldn't fight this sadness.

"My mother told me you were a man of vision once." I looked over and Derek was talking to Deucalion. "And you just saved Bree's life." Derek looked at Scott and Scott nodded. "So we're letting you go because we hope saving her life is the first step into you becoming that man again.

"And having your eyesight back won't matter," Scott began. "Because you'll never see us coming."

Derek helped me up with a smile and I looked at him. I loved him, but we needed our time. We needed our space so the next day Derek took Cora and left. I guess being here was too painful. I don't know what he hopes to find or if he's ever coming back, but I wish him the best. He was my beautiful tragic love story and I wasn't lying when I said I would always love him because I do. I will love him for the rest of my life.

My dad knows now and to be honest it's the best thing Stiles and I could have done. I guess you could say Jennifer was a blessing in disguise because without her my dad would still be in the dark and we wouldn't be as close as we are now. Scott's dad isn't going anywhere and Scott isn't budging on keeping him out of his life.

I feel it everyday. The darkness. So does Scott, Allison and Stiles. Whenever I feel that darkness I look at Lydia and Isaac for their friendship, Ethan and Aidan for their courage, Allison for her strength, Stiles for his humor and Scott for his love.

And I see Scott now. He's smiling at me. I wave goodbye at Lydia and walk over to Scott, kiss him and hold his hand. Stiles came up to join us with a smile and we walked through the school. Our smiles slowly faded because no matter how happy we felt there was always that small pit of darkness that dragged us back down. This might hurt.