The Cora Thing - Part 2

A/N: If you read to the end make sure you read the A/N at the bottom for an explanation on my absence.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the teen wolf characters only my OC's and i'll take credit for this story. Enjoy!

Moonlight caressed Allison's face as she ascended a cobble stone driveway. She hadn't laid eyes on this house since before Isaac had abandoned her.

Mixed emotions coursed through her veins as she stood in front of the big wooden door.

Allison knew she had to knock, but a part of her simply wanted to walk away and forget she ever saw him again.

Before she could raise her hand to knock on the door it swings open. There in front of her stood the cold blooded soul also know as Cora Hale.

The corners of her mouth formed a mischievous grin as she relished in the presence of Allison.

"Allison Argent, long time no see." Allison rolled her eyes in frustration, "That's pretty rich coming from somebody who can't see a damn thing."

"Wow after all these years you're still an uptight bitch pining over someone that will never love you." Cora had some nerve talking to Allison like that.

Allison stepped closer to her, "You better watch it or-"

"Or what? You'll school me to death with mathematical equations. Don't you remember who I am, I can make your life a living hell without batting an eyelash."

"What's going on here?"

Just behind Cora stood Isaac. A disconcerting looked plastered across his face as he surveyed the scene.

"Oh nothing Isaac, Allison was just leaving."

"I think I can speak for myself thank you very much."

Allison directed her attention to the blue eyed boy who now inched closer to her, "I actually came over to talk to you."

"Do you mind giving us some privacy," Isaac said to Cora not once removing his gaze from Allison.

"I think I'll pass," Isaac shot her a death glare, "Fine," She placed a delicate hand on his chest as she whispered softly in his ear, "Remember… I don't like to be left waiting."

Cora disappeared in the house as Isaac shut the door behind him. He ushered Allison to sit with him on the patio swing, "I'm sorry about that." Allison didn't respond.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

She didn't know if she should ask what the hell Cora Hale was doing in his house or if she should address the other elephant in the room.

She stared at his face intensely. Allison could tell something was wrong by the dull pain hidden behind Isaac's crystal blue orbs.

"I can't deny that I still love you. I'm actually one hundred percent certain that I will always love you Isaac."

A small smile crept on Isaac face as he took in the words that fell from the lips of the love of his life.

"But as much as I want to go back to the way we were, I just can't. You hurt me to the core and I'm not sure I can ever forgive you for that. You were my everything and when you left I lost a piece of myself. It took me a long time to move on from you and now that I have I can't turn back."

Isaac softly whipped away a tear that had rolled down Allison's cheek. He knew it pained Allison to confess her feelings to him.

"Both of us have changed since we last saw each other and if we're ever gonna come close to what we used to be, I believe it's best that we start off as friends."

Isaac shook his head in agreement and stared deeply into her eyes, "I just want you to be apart of your life Ally, I know I messed up and I take full responsibility for my actions. I will do everything in my power to make it up to you."

Allison smiled at his declaration. She inched closer to him and gently placed a kiss on his cheek, "Promise that you will take care of yourself Isaac Lahey."

"Goodnight, Allison."

Kira could not understand why she thought it was even remotely smart to be at Beacon Hills High at 6:30 in the morning.

The sun was blazing down on her as she jogged out to the middle of the lacrosse field.

There stood Scott McCall shirtless and glistening with sweat, "Hurry up Yukimura, I don't have all day."

Kira's heart began to flutter as he flashed his pearly whites. How the hell was she going to make it through the practice.

"McCall I'm moving as fast as I can."

A laugh fell from Scott's lips, "Well I hope you'll move faster on the field because at this rate I see the bench in your future."

"Can we just get this over with?"

Scott nodded in agreement. "Fine if you want to rush the practice why not start with two laps around the field."

Kira let out a loud groan before Scott began pushing her to start running.

After what seemed like an eternity they both came to a halt and Kira fell to the ground.

"What do you think you're doing? That was just the warm up."

Kira playfully punched him on the arm, "I told you to help with my lacrosse skills not to send me into Cardiac Arrest."

"Well can't I do both," Scott responded while handing Kira a lacrosse stick. "Now it's time for the actual practice. You goal is to take this ball and place it into that net."

Well that seems easy enough for Kira. She placed the ball into the net of her stick, reared back, and sent the ball flying at the goal. The only problem is that the ball landed two feet in front of her.

"Well that was anticlimactic."

Kira rolled her eyes at Scott's comment, "This is going to be a long day."

Two hours later Kira felt as though her arms and legs were going to fall off, but there was no denying the fact that they had a fun time.

There were a few times he had gotten too close for comfort, but when he noticed Kira was uncomfortable he would move.

"Would you look at that, time fly's when you're having fun."

"I guess it does McCall."

Kira and Scott stand there staring at each other. The both knew that something weird was going on between them, and as much as they wanted to act on their feelings there was bigger picture to this situation.

Allison…

Neither one of them wanted to hurt Allison, but it was literally becoming unbearable for them to stay away.

"Well I have to go meet Allison at the brew, but I think you're more than ready for the big."

Scott pulled her into a tight embrace, "So stop worrying you'll be fine."

"Thanks Scott," Kira wrapped her arms tightly around his torso. She knew this was wrong, but it felt so right.

Slowly they pulled away looking deeply into each other's eyes. Kira could feel Scott's breath brush against her lips as he leaned in closer.

"Scott we can-"

Before she could finish his lips pressed tightly against hers. Neither one of them took into the consideration that people could be watching.

In that moment it was just the two of them, in the middle of the lacrosse field.

Scott slowly broke the kiss, instantly missing the sensation, before walking away leaving a dumbfounded Kira standing alone.

She lightly brushed her fingers across her swollen lips as realization set in, "What did I just do..."

…

Anxiety coursed through Allison's veins as sat in the back corner booth at the brew. Today was the day that she would end things with the raven haired boy.

Of course Allison loved Scott, but she couldn't move things further with him when her and Isaac still had unresolved issues.

The chime of the door brought her out of her thoughts.

Scott walked into the brew and instantly they locked eyes. He began moving toward her.

"Hey Ally," Scott leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Hi," Allison says softly. There was just something about his puppy dog eyes that made it even harder to end things. "How are you Scott."

"I'm good. Just really excited about the big game, which I hope your coming to?"

Allison sent a reassuring smile to Scott, "Of course I wouldn't miss it for the world, plus it's Kira's first game so I have to go."

Scott tensed at the mention of Kira's name. Of course he realized that he kissed her, but there was also no way for him to take it back.

"Right… anyway I miss you Ally it's like we don't see each other anymore."

"I know and believe me I'm so sorry I've just had a lot going on recently."

Scott softly placed his hand on top of hers, "I'm sorry to hear about what happened with Erica."

Allison had almost forgotten about Erica with all of this Scott and Isaac drama on her mind. Allison quickly pulled her hand away from Scott's grasp, "Listen Scott we…."

Allison was interrupted by the sound of her phone vibrating.

Sending Scott a remorseful look she swiftly pull her phone from her bag.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she read the message displayed on the screen.

"Be careful little liar, you break poor Scotty's heart and you can kiss UCLA goodbye." - E

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Allison didn't know what to say or do. She just wanted to crawl into a hole and die, "Nothing…"

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Isaac walking out of the chapel in the middle of town square.

"I'm sorry Scott, can you excuse me for a second." Without even realizing what she was doing she ran out of the brew toward Isaac.

The yellow envelope tuck closely by his side didn't go unnoticed by Allison. "Hey Isaac."

"Oh hey Allison, whats up?"

"Not much just meeting Scott at the brew… I saw you coming out of the church is everything okay?"

Allison was trying her best to seem concerned.

"Oh um," Isaac nervously rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah everything is alright I was just picking up some things for my dad."

Allison just nodded even though she could sense something was off, "Okay… So um I hate to invade your privacy, but I've noticed that you've been around Cora a lot lately."

"Yeah I forgot to tell you, she's my new step sister."

Allison's eyes widened in surprise causing a confused look to fall on Isaac's face.

"Ally are you okay?"

Blinking rapidly Allison had to pull the biggest lie out of her ass, "Yeah um I'm great. I should probably get back to Scott you know I wouldn't want to keep him waiting. Goodbye Isaac."

Allison turned around rushing back to the brew without giving Isaac even the slightest chance to respond.

How was she supposed to feel about her ex being related to a bitch that wants to ruin her life.

She made it back to the brew and began walking back to her table only to discover an empty booth and a note on a napkin.

"I guess I'm not as important as him…"-Scott.

Her heart dropped as she read the note over and over again. This day was supposed to be about her and Scott and she ruined it again.

She slid back into the booth and picked up a menu as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

Allison was running out of options and now with E controlling her life she was trapped with no way out.

Malia had mixed emotions as she pulled up to her former best friends house. She remembered the days when all of her friends would sit on the the front lawn talking about boys and planning trips to Lydia's lake house.

All Malia could do is hope that whatever Theo thought was so interesting could take her mind off of her Stiles and Erica problems.

With a deep and calming breath Malia pulled the key out of the ignition before exited her car. She walked along the pathway to the front door, but instead of knocking she shot Theo a quick message letting him know that she was outside.

About two minutes later the stormy eyed boy stood in front of her. At the sight of Malia a slight grin rose on Theo's face.

"You came."

"Well you said you had something interesting to show me, and I guess my curiosity just got the best of me."

A small laugh fell from Theo's lips, "You don't say."

Malia return a smile, "Hey, sorry that I couldn't make it over here yesterday."

"Don't worry it's totally fine."

The two stood their sharing comfortable glances before they fell into an awkward silence, "So… are we just gonna stand here and stare at each other or are you gonna invite me in?"

"Oh my bad, come on in."

Theo moved from blocking the doorway allowing Malia to enter the residence. Theo's house looked completely different from when Erica lived there.

Theo could sense the tension emitting off of Malia's body, "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah… it's just, being in this house is bringing up old memories I've tried so hard to forget. But I'll be fine." Malia sends a reassuring smile his way. She was surprised by how worried he actually was.

"Anyway what is it that you wanted to show me."

"It's actually upstairs in the attic."

They stood there in silence before Malia finally spoke, "Alright, so what are you waiting for?"

"Oh right." Theo hurried up the stairs causing a smile to form on Malia's lips before she proceeded to follow.

A cold breeze washed over her body sending shivers up her spine. The only times Malia found herself scared was when she was around her father, but there was no denying that this attic was creepy. As she entered the damp attic Theo was nowhere to be found.

"Pst… Theo are you there?"

When there was no response Malia immediately wanted run back down the stairs. Suddenly the light flashed on revealing Theo who was standing in the corner.

"Jesus christ! You're supposed to answer when someone calls your name."

A look of remorse fell on his face, "Sorry I was looking for the light."

Theo moved toward a large stack of boxes sitting in the middle of the floor.

He gently open in the biggest of the boxes revealing all of Erica's clothes, "My family found these and I thought you'd might want to take a look before we donated them."

Malia kneeled down next to Theo running her hands over the soft fabric inside the box. Her hand gripped tightly around one of Erica's favorites shirts.

"I'm so sorry that things had to end up this way." Malia turned her head meeting Theo's gaze, "I want you to know that if you ever need someone to talk to I'm here for you."

The corners of her mouth rose in a sad smile, "That's really sweet of you, but we just met and I don't wanted to burden you with my problems."

Theo returned a smile and gently placed his hand over Malia's clenched fist, "No burden just look at it as a friend helping a friend in need."

Malia froze under the touch of his rough calloused hands. She couldn't quite understand why a sense of normalcy rushed over her every time she was with him. Theo, a guy who she had just met, made Malia feel safe and that absolutely terrified her.

She quickly pulled her hand away causing an awkward tension to rise, "We should probably start looking."

Malia and Theo began rummaging through Erica's boxes. Every now and again they would share small glances only to hurriedly turn away.

After what seemed like hours of searching Malia glanced at the bottom of the last box. She gently picked up the folded piece of paper and began reading before being startled by the gasps of the blue eyed boy sitting next to her.

"Oh my god, Malia you need to see this." Theo handed her a small metal lunch box containing several different passports and ID's.

She carefully examined the boxes contents, "Why would Erica's need to have so many of these."

"I don't know, but they're all under different names."

"Yeah and addresses."

Malia stared at the ID's with a baffled expression on her face, "I guess Erica truly did have a multiple personality disorder." She continued looking before finding the most recent passport.

"Who the hell is Dahlia Rodriguez," Malia handed Theo the passport.

He inspected it carefully, "I'm guessing it's one of her alias, and it looks like she was planning a trip to Mexico."

"Yeah, the weekend of her disappearance," Malia was puzzled by the whole situation. What could possible make Erica change her identity and flee to Mexico.

"This could be used as evidence in Erica's murder. I have to tell the police."

Malia rushed to a standing position quickly snatching the passport out of Theo's grasp. She began heading forthe stairs when she felt a hand latch around her wrist.

"What are you doing I need to go and warn the others."

"Malia you need to think about what you're doing. Whoever is behind Erica's murder could still be out there and knowing this information could get you killed."

Theo was right, she had to think carefully about what she was going to do. Of course Malia knew she had to tell the girls, but if word got back to E there is no telling what could happen.

Theo inched closer to her, "How about I give you a ride to school and you can think about this before you go running and telling the cops."

Malia folded her arms across her chest, "Fine, but can we stop and get food I haven't eaten all day."

"You're seriously a lunatic," Theo moved pass her and headed for the stairs.

Malia slid the passport in her back pocket as a smirk rose on her face and she followed behind him.

A/N: I want to start by apologizing and the false sense of this story returning, but multiple this have happened in my life. From being a freshman in college to just loosing interest in this story I just needed a break.

It is safe to say that I a finally back because I didn't want to leave you guys with and unfinished story and I hope that you guys will continue to read.

What do you think Malia will do with her new found information? Will Allison break up with Scott despite E's demands and what's Cora's motives with coming back to Beacon Hills?

Until next time lovelies~ PassionWithinMe