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Bethany woke with a gasp and blinked confused at how she was in Stile's jeep. She was in the hospital wasn't she? How did she get out here? It was moment later when her friend came bolting out of the building and she jumped out of the vehicle to meet him. "Beth? What were you doing in my jeep?" Stiles questioned, as confused as she was. He could've sworn that she was running beside him as they escaped from Derek's uncle, aka the Alpha.
"I have no clue", the blonde admitted "but I think we've got more important things to worry about. We have to find my brother and warn him".
"R-right", Stiles agreed "he'll be at the school by now cos of the game" he groaned "the game I was supposed to be there for".
"If it's any consolation, I think you would've stayed on the bench", Bethany assured him.
"Thanks…that really helped", Stiles mumbled, not at all feeling assured by her words.
"Why don't we focus on the big werewolf problem, ok?" the girl suggested patting him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, good idea", the brown haired boy agreed.
When they got to the school, it didn't take the pair long to find Scott in the shower of the boys locker room. He was lying on the floor and appeared to be in pain. "Scott!" Bethany cried rushing to his side "Scott!" she said again, shaking his shoulder.
Her brother gasped awake. "Dude, we have a huge problem", Stiles told him seriously.
"Trust me... I know", Scott said, grimly as Bethany helped him sit up "Derek's Uncle is the Alpha and Derek is working with him".
"That can't be…the last we saw, Derek was fighting his Uncle", the blonde said, trying to wrap her head around this new information.
"Well, now he's working alongside him", Scott said again.
Bethany shook her head in disbelief "I can't believe it. All this time Derek talked about fighting the Alpha…why the 180?"
"It probably has something to do with the Hale House fire. Peter 'showed' me a memory of it. He seems to be sure that the Argents are responsible", Scott explained.
"I guess that makes sense", Bethany admitted, though she still didn't want to believe that Derek has suddenly switched teams. "I'm gonna let you get dressed", she said getting up and hastily leaving the locker room. The blonde leant against the wall outside, shaking her head "there's no way he's gone Darkside", she muttered "no way".
"No way who's gone Darkside?" Jackson questioned, approaching her.
"No one", Bethany answered. When he didn't leave, she asked "what do you want Jackson?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the Winter Formal with me", Jackson replied. The blonde stared at him, incredulous.
"Are you serious?" she demanded "what makes you think I want to go with you when you dumped Lydia via text which is a pretty lame guy move, by the way".
"Beth I…"
"No, don't 'Beth' me", Bethany snapped "you're little crush on me has got to stop! You had a really nice girl who is also my friend, you jerk" she kicked him in the leg "and you go and ruin it by breaking up with her in a lame-ass way. She was super upset when she talked to me during free period. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go get some fresh air". The blonde didn't wait for a response before she scarpered.
When she got outside, Bethany pressed a hand against the brick, using it to support herself. "How did our lives get so complicated?" she muttered crossly. She just wished that she could go back to the way things were before all the Werewolf shit.
The next evening saw Bethany trying to concentrate on her homework but she was finding it difficult. The blonde tossed her pencil across the room and sat back, sighing heavily. There was a soft knock at the door. "Come in!" she called and it opened to revealed her mother "Hey, mom. You look nice", she remarked "hot date?"
"Mildly attractive", Melissa replied with smile "but I think I need my daughters help to make sure I don't go out with 'mom' hair".
"Don't worry, mom, you won't", Bethany assured her. She went back to her mother's room with Melissa and proceeded to style her curly brown locks. As she worked, her mind wandered to Derek.
"Are you ok, honey?" Melissa asked, noticing how distracted her daughter seemed to be.
"Yeah, fine", Bethany replied, picking up a few bobby pins and sliding them into her hair.
"Well, you seem to be elsewhere", Melissa remarked "boy trouble?"
"Nope. No boy trouble for me", Bethany answered "staying well away from boy trouble, trust me" she finished up her mother's hairstyle "there. How's that?"
Melissa checked it out in the mirror "Looks great, sweetheart. Thank you", she replied.
"You're welcome", Bethany said. Then the doorbell rang.
"That'll be him", the older woman stated "would you mind letting him in?"
"Sure", the blonde agreed.
"And please be nice!" Melissa called as she left the room.
"Mom, I'm not the one who would be scaring off your date. That's Scott's job", Bethany called back. She bounded down the stairs, skipping over to the door. Bethany's happy demeanour vanished when she opened it to reveal Peter Hale!
She tried to slam the door shut but the Alpha Werewolf pushed it open easily. "Really? Slam the door in my face? Come on, Bethany- take a second to think that through", Peter said.
"I did. I was hoping to slam the door in your face, hard", Bethany shot back "now, leave".
"I don't think so, I have a date with your mother", Peter reminded her.
"Not anymore you don't", Bethany said firmly "now leave!" her eyes shifted silver and Erin emerged. She struck him in the chest with all the strength she had, making him fly backwards. The brunette walked down the steps, making sure to pull the door closed behind her. "Melissa and Scott are under my protection", she growled as she stood over him "you lay a finger on either, I'll rip you apart".
She turned and started to walk away "they may be under your protection but I know someone who isn't!" Peter shouted, making her pause "the Lacrosse player. He knows about my kind" she turned back to him "you know how they say 'knowledge is power?' Not in his case". That had the blonde racing back into the house.
"Who the hell are you?" Melissa demanded, staring at her "and what are you doing in my home?"
"Long story. I need your son's help", Erin said, sprinting up the stairs and into Scott's room, startling the boy and Allison "Scott, I need you. Now".
"Who are you?" he asked making the Kaitsja roll her eyes.
"I don't have time to explain, I need your help. Your buddy Jackson is in danger", Erin said quickly "and if we don't go now…he's gonna die".
"Then lets go", Scott said. Allison watched the pair run out of the room, utterly confused.
As they ran, Erin filled Scott in the best she could and as quickly as she could. "I still can't believe that you pretended to be my sister for 6 years", Scott said.
The blonde sighed "I didn't pretend, I really thought I was your sister", she corrected "you can…" she stopped, suddenly feeling rather dizzy.
"Erin?" Scott asked, concerned. She pitched forward as she passed out, the young werewolf grabbing he before she hit the ground. Then it was like a switch had flipped causing Scott to look down at the blonde in his arms, rather puzzled. "Beth? How did you get out here?" he questioned but of course with her being unconscious, she wasn't going to respond.
Knowing that it wasn't safe for her, Scott parked Bethany on the nearest bench and called Stiles to come and get her. Not waiting for his best friend to arrive, he took off for the Hale House.
When Bethany regained consciousness, she found herself in Stiles' jeep. "What happened?" she murmured "where's Scott?"
"He went to go save Jackson and then he found you, passed out", the boy explained.
Bethany frowned "but…I didn't leave the house", she told him "so how was that possible?"
"Sleep walking?" Stiles suggested with a shrug.
"That's been happening to me a lot lately", the blonde mumbled, rubbing her forehead "I just wish I knew why".
"Well, whats the last thing you remember?" Stiles asked.
"I was helping my mom get ready for her date…" Bethany's blue eyes widened "oh my god! Peter!" she gasped "h-he didn't hurt her, did he?"
"No, he didn't", Stiles assured her and she relaxed.
"Good, that's good", Bethany said, rubbing her temples "god I need some sleep. A lot of it".
At school the next day, Bethany was startled when Jackson suddenly appeared at her locker, looking rather freaked out. "H-hey Beth, he greeted.
"Are you ok? You seem….freaked out", the blonde remarked.
"Y-yeah. Fine", the jock stuttered.
"Ok. Well, can I help you with something?" she asked.
"I-I know you already said 'no' but I was wondering…" Jackson started.
"Again I say no", Bethany cut in, closing her locker. She started off when Jackson caught her arm.
"I think we'd have a really good time", he insisted.
"Are you deaf, I said no!" Bethany snapped. Jackson's gaze went over her shoulder to Scott and Stiles who were watching. The blonde looked behind her and the pair ducked out of sight before she did. "Is my brother putting you up to this?" she asked, looking back at Jackson.
"No, why would you think that?" he countered. Bethany sighed. This was obviously Scott's plan to keep her safe against the Alpha.
"Alright I'll go with you", she said "but only as friends".
"O-of course", Jackson agreed "just friends".
"Good", Bethany said.
"So what time shall pick you up?" Jackson asked, feeling a bit more relaxed now that Bethany had agreed to go with him.
"7.30", the blonde replied.
The brunette smiled a genuine smile "Great", he said "I'll pick you up then".
"How about this one?" Lydia asked, pulling a bright pink dress off the rack and showing Bethany, Allison and Stiles. The three females were at the mall buying dresses for the Winter Formal and Scott's best friend just 'happened' to be there. Bethany figured her twin had put him up to it as part of his plan to keep them all safe from Peter.
"It's nice", Allison remarked.
"Y-yeah it looks really nice", Stiles agreed.
The strawberry blonde sighed and turned to Bethany, the only person she could rely on to give her a proper opinion. The blonde shook her head "Style would suit you but not the colour. Its too bright", she replied "I'd go for a pastel or a silver".
Lydia looked pointedly at the others "see? I can always rely on Beth", she said "come on" she looped her arm around Bethany's "you and I are going to find me the perfect dress". She walked away, taking the blonde with her. Stiles rushed after them leaving Allison to search for an outfit by herself.
After 10 minutes though, Bethany wandered off to find a dress of her own. Lydia was fine as she'd found plenty to try on, loading Stiles up with garment after garment. The blonde trailed her hand over the dresses, checking out each one and shaking her head every time.
Then she came across a knee length, off the shoulder dress made of blue tulle. Bethany carefully removed it from the rail and held it out. The blonde tilted her head as she considered it. There was something awfully familiar about it. As she stared at it, her blue eyes very briefly shined silver.
"Oh, that's prefect for you!" Lydia said, suddenly appearing at her side "you should totally get it".
"Well, I suppose if it got the Lydia Martin seal of approval, then I have to get it", Bethany said, slinging the dress over her arm "how about you? You find the right dress for you?"
"Ta da!" the strawberry said, holding up a silver one.
"Very nice", Bethany said, nodding her approval "now, why don't we see how Allison is getting on?"
"Absolutely", Lydia agreed. She tossed the dress she'd chosen at Stiles, who fumbled to catch it.