Scott cried out Kira went over the cliff. He scrambled to catch her but he wasn't fast enough and she plummeted over the cliff. "Hayden!" He heard Liam. He turned just in time to see Mr. Douglas rip out his beta's throat. Liam cried out in despair, struggling against the two wolves holding him down desperately. Scott tackled the two wolves, slashing at them with rage he'd never felt before. He felt someone grabbed the back of his neck and toss he away from the two. "How dare you touch my soldiers you filthy spic!" Mr. Douglas growled angrily. Scott went to get up but Mr. Douglas stomped on his chest. "Scott!" Scott heard Isaac screaming his name franticly as Mr. Douglas put more weight on his chest. Scott clawed at the old Alpha's leg but he didn't flinch. "This is where you belong. Under my shoe!" Scott couldn't breathe. He heard a wolf howl and smirked. "Watch your back." He choked out. Mr. Douglas gave a face of confusion and was thrown off Scott. "Sorry I'm late."
Allison woke in a strange bed. She inhaled deeply. She wasn't a werewolf but she could smell the citrus shampoo Isaac loved and Scott's aftershave. This was their bed. She wasn't stupid. She knew the two were together. She was a huntress after all. She knew body language. Of course it wasn't a big change for the two in body language. Allison laughed. This whole situation was so fucked up. She had been dead. She remembered dying. She remembered her breathing stopping. She remembered darkness over coming her as Scott's face faded out of view. She remembered finding herself in the bright white room that held the Nemeton. That white room that plagued her nightmares. Time didn't feel real there. It was like she was there for eternity and for only moments. She saw people that she cared for pass through. She remembered the pang of pain when she saw Aiden pass through. He'd only been able to give her a sad smile before passing on. She remembered seeing Kira, sad and proud, disappear in a flash of lighting. She remembered the girl minutes later. She stayed for the longest. She seemed confused to be in this room. She seemed to recognize Allison though. She breathed her name and passed on. Sometime later a boy came through. That is when she realized this must be where all of Scott's pack came to when they died. He saw Allison and collapsed to his knees. Allison could have sworn she saw the girl faded back in and take the boy's hand before he faded out, passing on. Allison felt conflicted. Anger bubbled up in her. Why hadn't she passed on? Why was she stuck here with that god damn tree? But then she was would fell grateful. Because she got to wait on Scott. And Isaac. And maybe, just maybe they would be able to move on together. Time passed and she felt herself becoming heavier and heavier and then there was nothing. Blackness. Darkness. She awoke to Lydia, Stiles, Danny, two girls she didn't know, Scott and Isaac leaning over her. They'd taken her to Stiles' house and then then to Scott and Isaac's. She'd taken a shower, washing away the dirt and leaves and whatever else was caked to her body. When she got out of the shower she got the first glimpse of herself self since she'd been resurrected. She was old. Gone was the youth she had. Her face wasn't as round and she could see laugh lines that weren't there before at the edges of her eyes. Her hair was longer than it had ever been. She had missed so much. She felt herself begin to shake and, before she could stop herself, she had thrown sometime into the mirror. She had lost so much time. She had missed so many things. She felt herself hit the wall and collapse. It wasn't long before Isaac and Scott were there, holding her and telling her it would be ok until she cried herself to sleep. And now here she was laying in their bed and feeling more comfortable than she ever had. She forced herself up and out of the bed. On the night stand were some cloths and she put them on. They were big on her so she figured they must have been the girl they had called Avery. She walked into the living room and smiled at the scene. Isaac was sitting at the small kitchen table. He had on a pair of wired rimmed glasses and was looking over a stack of papers, marking them with a red pen. Scott was in the kitchen, opening Chinese containers. It was all too domestically adorable for her. She stepped forward and both men's heads snapped up. "Feeling better?" Isaac asked and Allison nodded. "Thanks." She said softly. Isaac smirked. "Well I'm sure we'd all be a little freaked out if we came back from the dead." Allison laughed and sat down at the table. Scott walked over and handed her a plate. "It's the Happy Family Special. Your favorite." He explained as he handed Isaac his plate. Allison took a bite and let out a moan. "This is so good but why so much on my plate?" She asked staring at the huge plate. "He always puts so much on my plate when he fixes it! I swear he think I'm too thin." Isaac said. "It's because you are." Allison and Scott said at the same time causing the three to laugh. The three finished eating and Allison volunteered to do the dishes. They had protested but she had insisted. When she joined the two on the couch. "Can you guys tell what's happened since I've been… dead?" Allison asked and so they did. They told her everything that had happened in the last nine years. About Peter and Kate. About the Dread Doctors. About Mr. Douglas. About how Scott had left and come back. How Isaac had become an English teacher and Scott had become a Vet. How Derek had died. How they were trying to bring the pack together to face the looming threat. "I'll need to get a new bow." Allison mused. Scott and Isaac shared a look. "If you think I'm not going to fight then you obviously don't know me." She said. "Just because we don't want you to fight doesn't mean we don't know you're not going to." Scott said with a sigh. They spent the rest of the evening together. Around midnight Isaac began to doze off. "Take your boyfriend to bed Scott." Allison said. "You sure you'll be ok in here alone?" Scott asked as he pulled Isaac up. "I'll be fine." Allison assured Scott as she pulled the cover he'd given her earlier over her. The two men gave their goodnights and headed into the bedroom. Allison laid there for what seemed like forever, wide awake and unable to fall asleep. Eventually she stood from the couch and knocked on the bedroom door. There was a rustling and the door opened. Isaac stood there in a pair of sweat pants. Scott was sitting up in bed. "I-I can't sleep." Allison said pathetically. Isaac merely smiled and took her hand, leading her to the bed. The two crawled into bed, Allison in between the two. It didn't take long for the three to drift off.