Allison really likes Beacon Hills Academy, she's made so many friends here and she's even got the most amazing and sweetest boyfriend, but sometimes she doesn't feel like she fits in. She feels like a wolf in sheep's skin, because she knows so much more than some of the children here (and she always thinks of them as children, even though they're her age or just a little bit younger).

Part of it's because her family handled all of her early education, right up until she arrived at BHA this fall, and they were a lot more thorough than some of the teachers are allowed to be. This might be a school for spies, but the students are still children and their parents don't want them to grow up too quickly.

Allison didn't have that luxury. She knows that her dad wanted her to have it, tried his best to provide a haven for her innocence wherever and whenever he could, but he was outnumbered. Besides, not even her mom knew about some of the stuff Aunt Kate had taught her, because even her mom would have thought it too extreme. And it was generally thought that if Victoria Argent considered something too extreme, then it was best left alone and hidden in the shadows, only to be drawn upon in the most desperate of times.

Aunt Kate was different. There was a time that Allison thought the world of her aunt, wanted to be just like the older girl who was more a sister to Allison than to her dad. Aunt Kate was awesome, she'd tell Allison all the things she was "too young" to know, like why her family hated the Hales so much, when they were on the same side. They were the good guys.

Now Allison knows she was too young for what Aunt Kate told her, too young to understand that her aunt was trying to brainwash her, trying to mold her into the perfect weapon, a weapon that only Kate could wield.

She's especially grateful that Kate lost her influence when Allison was still young enough that it made a difference, because if she hadn't, then Allison wouldn't be pack, and Allison loves being pack more than anything else in her entire life. More than even archery, and she's had a love affair with archery since she was big enough to hold a toy bow. And if Kate were still in her life, she wouldn't be pack, because she'd hate Derek Hale with every fiber of her being, just like Kate does.

But no, Allison's not sure if Kate really hates Derek. She remembers back before the Hale Fire, when Kate had had a new boyfriend that she'd told Allison about and no one else. She'd been in love, just a little, but she'd also been mad. Allison isn't sure how Kate feels about Derek, only that it was sick and twisted and led to the death of an entire family, leaving two siblings orphaned with a comatose uncle their only support system. She doesn't like to think about that, not now that she knows Derek, can see just how very damaged and fragile he is just from what she remembers about him, from the stories that Aunt Kate told.

All of it adds up to the fact that Allison is very loyal to the pack, is willing to kill anyone or anything that threatens its existence. Because the pack is the one thing in her life that is completely good, that isn't somehow tainted. Even if both she and her Alpha are still stained by Kate, will always be stained.

So when Stiles showed up in her dorm before breakfast one day in October, she didn't question why he wanted her help, or even how he'd managed to get past Lydia. She just went with him. The end result of which was that she's sitting in class without Scott in the seat next to her, or even Stiles behind her. It's strange, because even though she hasn't been at BHA for very long, it feels like forever.

It feels as if this is where she belongs now, standing next to Scott with Derek in front and Stiles hidden in the shadows, surveying everything from a distance. She still has Lydia, of course, and her other friends, but it's not the same. They're not pack, and Allison has to wonder when the pack became so important to her that her skin crawls when another member isn't nearby.

She always knew that she'd work in a team after graduation, because spies don't work alone, they work in teams; she just didn't know she'd be in a pack. Or that she'd find that pack years before she was forced out into the real world once again.

"Allison!" Lydia's voice calling her name finally penetrates her thoughts and she blushes, turning to the girl who is her roommate and is rapidly becoming her best friend. "Finally! I've been calling you for forever, are you ready? Cause class is over now and I want to get a good seat at lunch."

Lydia doesn't wait for an answer before turning and mincing her way around desks to the door. Everyone else has already left, even the teacher, but Allison's cheeks are still bright red. She should have been paying better attention, especially now. "Lydia, you always sit in the same spot. No one's going to take it," Allison rationalizes, trying to act cool and not draw any more attention to her space case episode.

"And I want to keep it that way."

Lydia does her hair flip, the one that Allison has heard Stiles describe in such great detail that sometimes she wonders whether Stiles is crushing on Lydia or considers Lydia the greatest puzzle he will ever encounter, and Allison laughs. Lydia always knows how to make Allison laugh, how to make her forget all her concerns, because more than anyone else in her entire life, Lydia treats Allison as if they're both two completely normal girls. As if Lydia isn't a genius and Allison isn't an Argent and they can just go to the mall any time they want and get pedicures and talk about boys. It keeps Allison from going crazy.

So she follows Lydia to the dining hall and feels her knees grow a little weak when she sees Scott and Stiles sitting in their usual corner, their gourmet lunches already in front of them. Scott looks up to see her and smiles and waves, just as he does every other time he sees her, so it's actually a lot more covert than people would think and she knows that everything is going to plan. Stiles winks at her quickly before dragging Scott back into whatever conversation they were having.

Lydia always sits with Jackson and Danny, but the others that sit at the table can change from day to day. Some regulars are Allison herself and Matt Daehler, but never Stiles and only Scott when Allison is there too. Conversation always revolves around anything new in classes, the latest gossip, and their latest exploits.

Sometimes Allison wishes she could tell them what she's learned in sublevel five, but she doesn't. She's been training to be a spy her entire life, she knows how to keep a secret. Today the conversation at Lydia Martin's table has the same subject as all of the other tables in the room. After all, it's big news when one of the last of the legendary Hales is found torn in two and the other disappears from a secure school with some of the best agents in the world on staff. From their secure school.

"He can't have been working alone," Lydia was emphatic about that point. She'd been repeating it for a few minutes. "You agree with me, don't you, Allison?"

"Yeah, of course." There were times when Allison felt like Lydia only kept her around to have someone to agree with her. She always felt petty and small after thinking that, because Lydia was a good friend and had gone out of her way to include Allison when she'd first gotten to BHA. "But who could he have been working with? No one else is missing."

Jackson just rolled his eyes at the conversation. "Just because no one is missing doesn't mean they didn't work with him. You know who I think he was working with? Kate Argent."

Everyone else at the table kind of stopped and all eyes flicked to Allison and then to somewhere, anywhere, else. Allison just stared down at her food. "I don't think he was," Lydia spoke up and wow, Allison really felt petty and small now.

"I mean, he's pretty much ignored the entire existence of Allison since she got here and Kate Argent killed his entire family. He's not working with her."

Jackson got this smug look on his face, the one that made Allison want to roll her eyes and made Scott and Stiles angry. "Not from what I've heard. Word is, Hale was working with Argent to take down his family, that it was an inside job."

Jackson just sat there with that smug smirk and for the first time in her life, Allison wanted to punch someone out of sheer anger and frustration. Knowing what she did from Aunt Kate, she could have thought that at one point, but not anymore. Now she knows Derek, knows just how much he misses his family and how utterly destroyed he still is by their deaths. She also knows how hard it was for him to reach out to her and include her in the pack, too, just because of her last name and her connection to the woman who burned his life to the ground.

"I don't think he was. Kate used to tell me everything, he wasn't working with her," Allison said, trying her best not to let it come out too sharply, to sound too much like a rebuke. Because the truth was, based on what Kate had said, Derek could have been working with her, if everything had been truth and he had been as in love with her as she claimed. "Besides, he's too good. If he had been working with her, then no one would have ever known and probably no one else would have survived."

"True," Lydia admitted before flipping her hair over her shoulder and standing. "Come on, Allison, we've got to get our homework from the room before French." She sashayed away, not even checking to make sure Allison was following her, which Allison of course was.

As she passed Scott and Stiles she gave them a subtle wink, which of course only Stiles caught. He tilted his head in response, indicating that she should continue with her part of the plan. Which, actually wasn't that hard. She'd already planted the seeds back at the table.

All she had to do was to get people to stop trying to connect Derek to the Argents, because that would take a lot of suspicion off of him. And they needed to draw off that suspicion, because right now, if Derek left sublevel five, then he was caught because everyone was hyper vigilant. Before they could take any action they had to get the spot light off of his back.

A/N: So I've decided to switch POVs every couple of chapters, but the main POV will still be Scott. These changed POV chapters will also probably be shorter. Also, I'll try to get at least one chapter out a week. Other than that, thank you to everyone who reviewed, favorited, and/or followed.