Walking through the halls I glanced across to notice two younger teens kissing each other in greeting, flinging their arms around one another's neck and I smiled slightly, shaking my head at their youthfulness. The school halls were bright and I felt extremely nostalgic as I walked down them. Never in my life did I ever think that I'd end up back here teaching English to high school students after I left this place, it was just not on my agenda. Guess life tends to take you crazy places. Of course, life also took people away from you. Erica was gone now and so was Boyd, their parents deciding to move elsewhere to opposite sides of the country, though Erica's parents went a little further and moved themselves all the way to Canada. I was sad to see Erica go but she emails me every now and again to tell me how she was doing and I'd ensured that they had contacts to ask for help, though in Boyd's case I didn't really know of any packs in his area, but I think he was fine like that, he'd always been a lone wolf after all, though I hear he's made plenty of his own friends on the soccer team.

This morning I was taking gym class, coach having his own hands full with his lacrosse practices. Another fun day at high school, though quite frankly I was glad for the peacefulness of it all. Considering what we'd been through since the beginning of term, we earned a break. Glancing down I checked my watch, knowing that the bell was about to go in five minutes, however as I lifted my head someone knocked into my shoulder, making that person jump violently and stare at me with wide dark eyes. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Won't happen again." The girl was clearly new as she looked like she wanted to just disappear on the spot, staring at me a moment longer before quickly pulling out her headphones.

"Calm down, no harm done." I assured her, glancing the girl up and down as I tried to recognise her but I don't recall her in my classes, so she really must be new. She was Asian, I think Japanese, also very cute. "I'm Miss Stilinski, you must be a new student here. Welcome to Beacon Hill High, expect a hell hole of teenaged hormones, drama and the occasional violent psycho behaviour and you'll be just fine." I greeted her, clapping my hand on her shoulder with a wink as she looked to the side, trying to seek an exit.

"Um…I'm Kira. Kira Yukimura." She offered before ducking her head slightly.

"I'll see you in my classes Kira. Take care now, make sure to look where you're walking." Continuing on I got to my class just as the bell went, everyone still in the changing rooms so I hustled them, whistling with my fingers and calling for them to get their butts moving and that I didn't care if it was only just first period. It was a good day. I liked the fact that there was very rarely any quiet moments. I could tune into the noise and let it wash over me, keeping me from letting my mind wander or roam to thoughts of Derek. Since he'd left, I'd really missed him and I wanted him to come back but I never called him. Don't ask me why, I just didn't.

What concerned me most, however, were Stiles, Scott and Allison. Ever since they'd gone into those ice baths and suffocated themselves for sixteen hours, none of them had been acting the same. In addition, Scott had finally reached his full potential as a True Alpha and I could tell he was having trouble controlling it. He was afraid to let go of his control but no matter how many times I told him that choking it down wouldn't help, he just held on tighter. Children. The lot of them. It was lunch break and I was more than ready to sit down and eat my lunch, already changed into my more appropriate teaching clothes to return to my classroom.

On the way I was suddenly overcome with the urge to stop. I halted in the middle of the empty hall, frowning slightly as the strange sensations started to tug at my mind. I don't know exactly how to explain it, I just felt like I was needed somewhere, as if someone was calling out to me but they didn't know it and I couldn't help but answer. Turning around I walked back the other way, carefully taking my steps to listen. There was someone nearby and when I smelled a familiar perfume I knew it to be Allison. She was standing in the middle of a classroom, shaking and breathing erratically. "Allison?" I called out her name, trying to get her attention but it was like she couldn't hear me. "Allison." Her hand was gripping something and I approached carefully, reaching out a hand before touching her shoulder. "Allison are you alright?"

Without warning she whirled around, giving a loud wailing scream as the pencil she'd grasped went straight for my neck but my reflexes allowed me to snag her wrist and hold it back, her eyes widening in shock and horror as she exhaled with shaking breaths, instantly letting go of the pencil as I slowly arched an eyebrow at her. "You're not okay." I told her bluntly as her hands shook, staring at them with a pale face so I gently guided her to sit down on one of the desks before she could collapse. "Alright, you're alright now. Just tell me what you saw, was it another one of those visions?" I asked and she nodded, clearing her throat as she continued to shiver.

"I uh…I was just walking in the school and suddenly everything was empty. I found my way in here but there weren't any chairs or tables or anything." She began to tell me, wrapping her arms tightly around her as I perched myself against another desk to listen intently, wanting to know everything so that I could try and help her. "And there was no light. It was all grey and cold, it's still cold. The door closed behind me and I couldn't get back out, then I was in a mortuary at a hospital. I could see…I could see my aunt's name on one of the cubicles and it was open. It was so real and I found myself moving without even thinking, it was like I had no control over anything but as I tried to open the door to see inside, I saw the white wolf again. You know, the one I told you about?" I nodded my head. Allison had told me all about this white wolf that kept appearing before her recently and how she was convinced it was some kind of guardian. "It brushed past me and I saw the red eyes, however when I turned to try and see it I panicked because…because…"

"Because?" I prompted, urging her to take a breath to steady herself though her hands continued to tremble.

"Because my aunt was standing right behind me." With this in mind, I didn't blame her for trying to stab me in the neck, I would have tried to as well, that crazy woman could have done with a few more pencils in her neck and I was only sorry I wasn't able to accommodate. "I just reacted instinctively, but then she was gone and I saw that wolf again in a very brief moment before you were here. God I'm so sorry, if you weren't so quick I could've hurt you…"

"I don't tend to take things like this personally, many people have wanted to stab me in the neck, friend and foe alike." I assured her comically before holding out my hands, offering them to her and she accepted them gladly, letting me give them a firm squeeze. "You'll get through this Allison, I know you will." Softening my voice and becoming serious I leaned a little closer. "Next time you see another one of those visions be brave and just close your eyes. Push it away to the back of your mind and don't let it control you." I guided her as she looked at me, almost teary eyed as she allowed her mask to fall when she was alone with me. "When you became a sacrifice for the Nemeton you opened a door to something that should have remained closed, you need to find a way of closing that door Allison, or someone's going to get hurt."

"Yeah, I'll try." She nodded her head so I smiled, standing up on my feet and I pulled her up to do the same, brushing aside her hair and lifted her chin.

"I won't let anything happen to you and neither will Scott. We're all in this together, humans and supernatural folk alike." This earned a smile and I gave Allison a wink before leading her out of the classroom and let her return to her friends, walking her to the dining hall to make sure that she would be alright before pausing, looking over the kids. It was strange, sometimes I'd wake up in the middle of the night with that same distinct feeling, the feeling that I needed to be somewhere. Usually it was to go to Stiles and calm him from his numerous nightmares that he was having when asleep and awake and every time I'd touch his hand, he'd quieten down a little, though I found that when he was most at peace and could get a good night's rest was when I was actually in full wolf form and just sleeping on the bed with him. Other times, I'd get into my car with the intention of going somewhere else but then I'd be heading into the woods to find Scott there, struggling against his Alpha powers and I'd knock some sense into him to keep him under control.

There were so many feelings and sensations that I tended to get confused about which were my own, which were connected to Derek and these other ones that were just appearing out of nowhere. God this world of ours is crazy, I almost wish it would go back to normal. At the end of the day I went home, though not to my dad's place, I actually got a flat of my own. I bought it straight up so it was all mine, though mostly I used it for storage or for the guys to hide out in if ever they needed. Actually the twins stayed here mostly as they needed a place to stay considering I'd butchered their Alpha Deucalion and the rest of their pack was dead, so of course they couldn't afford the flats where Allison and her dad lived.

I was doing them a favour and honestly, I didn't mind them there. Usually I'd only come here to dump my stuff, maybe shower and change before heading back over to dad's. I didn't live that far away, fifteen minutes at the most so it was convenient for us all. I slept there too on account of Stiles, making sure to keep him company so Aiden and Ethan bunked at my apartment, taking care of their own food and helping out if I asked them to fix or clean something whenever I needed. We actually got along just fine, I didn't bother them and they didn't bother me. I'd even given them their own keys.

The living was standard, nothing too fancy and a little plain, but that suited me just fine. Changing into slacks and a simple sweater I went over back home to get dinner started ready for when my brother and dad came home, though I'd already left something aside for the twins back at the apartment as well. I was a busy woman, but as I said, I liked to be busy and have noise. It kept the loneliness from getting to me. I simply loathed the thought of me pining after him so I tried my best to ignore it, though occasionally it would creep in without me realising and I'd want nothing more than to just hear his voice, but I was stubborn so I always resisted.

"Hey honey, I'm home." Dad sighed as he pulled himself inside, weary to the bone and rubbing his face.

"Hi dad, long day?" I offered sympathetically and he nodded. With Scott's dad back in town, things had got a little more complicated. My dad's job was now on the line on account of him apparently not solving enough cases with reflected badly on the state. I hated that guy enough already because how he'd left Scott and Melissa, he wasn't doing himself many favours now either. Stiles came downstairs for dinner and I lectured him on handing me a paper that he'd somehow managed to manipulate the question into surrounding the topic on sex and gender. Explicitly. Technically, it was a good paper, however I wasn't really one for humour when it came to academics.

Eventually we all laughed though, unable to maintain serious faces as I quoted from memory some of the phrases he used and they even made dad go bright red, which was something I hadn't seen in a while. After that we kept things simple, talking about lacrosse and how Stiles hoped he'd make first line from the get go this year and how he was thinking about maybe trying to persuade Lydia to forget about Aiden and fall for him instead. Dad had some pretty interesting advice about that and the discussion became very argumentative over who's opinion was right, though I argue mine was obviously the most reasonable seeing as I was a woman myself.

I loved our family dinners, where we all unwound and could forget about things that haunted or worried us for just a few precious hours until eventually we had to depart for one reason or another. Dad had paperwork to do and Stiles had homework and I had lesson schedules to plan. This was when it felt quiet and I became distracted by my own thoughts. Most of the emotions I felt weren't my own, though they weren't Derek's either. Sometimes it freaked me out though I was beginning to learn how to tune them out or turn them down, however from time to time they were so urgent that I could do nothing but listen.

It were almost as if I could feel my feet rooting into the ground, becoming firmly grounded as I tilted back my head until it hung over the back of my chair, fully exposing my neck as the distant urgings became a little clearer. Gradually I opened my eyes again, turning my head to look at my clock to find it was well beyond midnight, however the moment I heard a sudden coldness grip my chest I was up on my feet and running, ripping open my door just as Stiles began to thrash in his sleep. I powered into his room, quickly shutting the door behind me as I dropped down and shifted, wanting nothing but to protect him as he whimpered and spoke in rushed garbled words.

With my crystal white fur shimmering slightly as I padded under the slim beam of moonlight I jumped up onto Stiles's bed and lay myself over him, licking at his forehead before I rested my head down over my paws and stretched out, growling slightly as I sensed a darkness in the room that refused to shift until my eyes flashed brightly, growling a second time to banish whatever it was that hung in the room. It wasn't anything identifiable, it was just a feeling. My entire world seemed to be based on feelings recently and considering I wasn't all too good at the sentimental stuff, I was having a little trouble getting my head around it.

Stiles slept a little easier, though he continually woke in the night and he'd turn towards me, gripping his fingers into my fur as I lay close to him. Dad stuck his head in at one point and him opening the door woke me up so I lifted my head, ears flicking towards him as he stopped. "Here again?" He murmured before nodding his head in understanding. "Take care of him honey, both of you need sleep." As he closed the door again I lowered my head back down, exhaling softly as I swished my tail over the bed sheets, slowly closing my eyes to rest.

I barely got any more sleep than Stiles did, waking with him each time to offer him comfort and I would watch over him until he fell back asleep. All in all, it was another long night and I was beginning to run out of ways to hide the dark shadows under my eyes as makeup just wasn't cutting it anymore. I didn't know what to do, so every spare waking moment I was researching, gathering books and materials, procuring my own library of sorts with Deaton's help to try and find a way to help Allison Scott and my brother keep their minds intact. I learned quite a few things during my research, but nothing of value or an answer of any form that would be useful, so I kept up the search.

I'd tear apart this entire world to find the answer I needed to keep my brother from these nightmares. You don't mess with a she-wolf trying to protect her loved ones.