AUTHOR'S NOTE: Avery's outfit is up on Polyvore. See bottom note for answers to some questions I've been asked.
Alpha Pact
The minutes seem to be dragging by slowly as Avery sits on bended knees with Derek's head resting on the tops of her thighs. After the tears cleared up and she managed to keep her eyes and ears peeled for any lingering alphas, Avery resorted to gently slapping Derek's cheeks every now and then to rouse him back to consciousness. While she hadn't known him that long, something between her and Derek had clicked from the moment she trusted him with her laptop of information.
It wasn't a romantic click between the two but more of a sense of family click. Like Derek was the older, rebellious brother who maybe sort of reminded her of a mixture between Elijah and Nik though Derek wasn't as vicious.. at least from not what she's seen.
With the lights flickering on and off above her, it only added to her growing sense of unease. Especially with Derek not waking up and Stiles and Scott taking forever to show up.
"Derek?" She slaps his cheek. "Come on, Derek. You need to wake up." She taps his cheek twice more.
Nothing.
A door somewhere off in the distance slams open and jolts Avery back into protection mode. She reaches blindly for her bow and an arrow only to come up empty-handed and it's then she realizes she left everything in the Argent's car. Cursing her stupidity, Avery lets her hand hover over the emergency close button on the elevator button panel but the pounding of shoes against the floor has her stalling. If it were the alphas looking to pick Derek off, they wouldn't let the location of their whereabouts be known.
Before she can slam her hand down on the button, Stiles throws himself into the elevator- heavily panting.
"Stiles?!" He ignores his sister in favor of falling to his knees and shaking Derek, trying to wake him up. "Stiles, where's Scott?" Again he doesn't answer and is now shouting Derek's name. Shouting Derek's name and the urgency in his tone is easy to pick up on.
"Derek?!" Stiles slaps the unconscious alpha with all his strength twice across the face. "Derek, come on!"
"Stiles!" Avery yelps, eyes wide at the brutal force her brother is actually putting behind his slap.
"I'm sorry but he'll understand." Stiles nearly whimpers before grabbing Derek's shirt in his fists and shaking the alpha. Stiles slaps him again and Avery actually flinches at the sound but Derek doesn't wake.
Stiles reels his hand up again, ready to slap but he stalls and closes his hand into a fist. He brings his fist down, ready to punch Derek across the face but Derek releases a small gasp and catches his forearm before he can make contact.
Avery and Stiles both sigh in relief, Derek still gripping Stiles' arm as he glances around the elevator and up at Avery who's hovering above his head. His gaze darts around the elevator again before his brows slightly furrow. "Where is she?" He rasps.
"Jennifer?" Stiles blurts. "Gone. With Scott's mom."
Avery's hand flies up to her mouth in shock, angry tears threatening to make a reappearance. "She took her?" Derek actually seems shocked.
"Yeah and if that's not enough of kick to the balls, Scott left with Deucalion. Okay, so we got to get you out of here. Police are coming right now. We got to get you the hell out of here."
"Whoa." Derek breathes when Stiles abruptly pulls him up, Avery bracing her hands on Derek's back in case he fell backward. "What about Cora?"
"Peter and Isaac have her." Avery supplies. "They're supposed to be off Hospital grounds by now but there's no telling with those two."
Derek nods and lets Stiles finally pull him to his feet. There's a moment where he sways, closing his eyes to shake his head clear while Avery and Stiles both steady the alpha on his feet. "I'm good.. I'm good." He repeats. "Lets go."
As Stiles helps Derek jog, Avery leads the way towards the front entrance as Stiles tells them more about why Scott felt like he had to join Deucalion.
A howl sounds in the distance which causes the three of them to freeze. "What was that?" Avery hears her brother ask before turning around to find Derek looking up and around at nothing as if trying to figure that out himself.
"I think they're retreating." He breathes.
"Good, now lets go." Avery hurries them but Stiles only pushes Derek towards her and starts walking backwards. "Stiles, what are you doing?"
"You two go." He tells her. "I need to stay here and deal with the Police. Tell them that Melissa's missing without giving away too much. I'll stall them."
Before Avery can argue with him, Derek cuts her off. "He's right. Someone needs to stall the Police so we can get away. If anyone can lie their ass off, it's your brother."
Avery snaps her mouth shut but only for a second. "Fine but be careful." Stiles nods, pushing Derek towards her and even though he's heavy as hell, she picks up one of his arms to wrap around her shoulders to help him jog since it seems to be taking him a while to come out of his daze. "And don't incriminate yourself! I won't bail you out." She yells over her shoulder.
Stiles doesn't say anything but Derek manages a feeble grin as Avery helps him to the driver side of his vehicle. Once he's steadied on his own, Avery runs around and hops in the passenger seat. From her seat, she can see Derek subtly sniffing the air as his gaze darts around the parking lot. After a few seconds pass by, he quickly gets in and starts the engine.
"They're still here." He tells her when he can feel her gaze on him. "Isaac and the Argents- they're around back."
"Of course they are." Avery sighs when Derek throws the car into gear and drives towards where his instincts are telling him to.
And sure enough, at the back of the hospital- Allison, Isaac, and Chris Argent are standing in the middle of the back parking lot. Derek pulls up to a stop before both he and Avery are jumping out of their respective doors.
"Where's Scott and Stiles?" Allison immediately questions when she realizes no-one else is getting out of the car.
Derek quickly moves to get Cora from the Argent's vehicle while Isaac sighs in relief once Avery is in his arms once more and safe. "Stiles is still inside the hospital. He's going to hold off the cops for us." Allison looks confused at Derek's words and when she catches Avery's gaze- Avery sadly looks away. "We have to go. Right now." Derek then says to Isaac and Avery- Isaac letting Avery go so he can open up the door for Derek to deposit Cora in his own vehicle while Avery quickly scrambles to retrieve her bow and quiver of arrows.
"What about Scott and Melissa?" Chris asks.
"Jennifer took Melissa." Derek answers him after settling Cora in his backseat.
Chris softly curses as he looks away, more likely trying to hatch up a plan while Isaac seems frozen in disbelief. Derek catches Avery's gaze, nodding towards his vehicle and she takes that as her cue to get in.
"What about Scott?" Allison says, making Avery freeze halfway into his car. Derek looks back at Allison, not saying anything and then continues to make his way to the driver's side. "Derek, where's Scott?!"
Derek freezes and catches Avery's attention before turning back to Allison and Chris who are awaiting his answer. Avery softly curses to herself, biting the corner of her bottom lip as she prepares to tell Allison the bad news. "He left with Deucalion." She says loud enough for the Argents to hear and yeah- they were definitely not expecting that. "Deucalion promised that he'd help get his Mom and my Dad back if he joined him."
Chris and Allison are both shocked by that confession, Allison shaking her head as if denying it. Scott wouldn't join them. He couldn't. "Avery." Derek gains her attention. "We need to go."
Avery nods as she goes to get in the passenger seat, Isaac getting in the back as Derek takes the driver seat. She's already rolling down her window as Derek drives forward, the alpha slowing down when Avery sticks her head out. "I'm sorry! He'll come back. He has to." She tells Allison.
The last thing Avery sees through her side mirror is Chris wrapping his daughter in a side way hug as he leads her to their car. Avery quickly sits back in her seat, rolling up the window and sighing. Everything that had happened was just catching up to her and a million ideas were flashing in her mind. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she opens her eyes and peers back only to have Isaac staring at her in worry. Giving him a small smile to let him know she was fine, Avery turns back around in her seat.
There's no music playing as Derek speeds well over the given limit to hurry and get them back to his place. The storm has seemed to calm down, the only thing being a steady rain fall and the winds being a bit stronger than normal.
Completely by chance, Avery hears the creak of hard plastic and her eyes dart to the steering wheel. Derek's grip on the wheel is a little too tight and when she glances at his face, he's clenching his jaw and staring straight ahead. His grip on the wheel moves a bit before tightening once more.
"Derek?" She finally says. When he shows no sign of answering her, she calls again. "Derek!" She knows he can hear her because the second time, he flinches just the slightest when she raised her voice but she doesn't know why he's purposely ignoring her. He spoke just fine to her when they were still inside the hospital. "Derek, come on, what's going on? You're tense as hell right now and even though I'm not a werewolf, I can still-"
"Drop it!" He suddenly snaps causing Avery to jump at his tone and Isaac to growl in the back seat. At the sound of Isaac's growl and the dim light in the car from the electronic gauges, Avery can actually see Derek become sheepish and regretful for his actions. "Sorry. I'm so-"
"It's fine." Avery cuts him off, gulping and trying to calm herself down. When Isaac's growling doesn't let up, Avery turns around in her seat. "Isaac, that's enough!" And instantaneously, he stops. Derek actually snorts but when Avery turns her gaze on him, he school his features as to show no emotion. "Seriously, though, what's going on?"
Derek's grip tightens once more and for a second, Avery doesn't think he's going to tell them. "It's my fault." He mutters. "Jennifer.. Julie told me how it was that we were connected. It's my fault."
"Derek," Avery sighs. "-it's not-"
"It is!" He tells her, effectively cutting her off. He sets his gaze straight ahead out the windshield again, his grip on the steering wheel tightening and loosening. "When I was younger," He starts, gulping once while trying to get himself under control. "-when I was younger, I killed someone. Someone I deeply cared for." Avery closes her eyes when she hears him say that- part of her wanting him to stop because she knows that he's talking about Paige and she doesn't want him to relive that but the other part of her- she wants to know as much as she can. "It was a mercy kill- she asked me to do it but it was a kill nonetheless."
Derek goes quiet once more- Avery knowing that he's trying to hold himself together while he tells them this but Isaac thinks he's stopping there. "What does that have to do with Jennifer?" He prods.
The car falls into a silence once more. "There's an abandoned underground cellar out in the woods." Derek finally admits. "A little ways away from Hale land and that's where I killed her. It was a sacred meeting place for ancient Celtic Druids who chose a large old tree in a grove to basically worship. They built around it, worshiped it, gave up sacrifices over to it." He sighs. "It's called a Nemetom but that specific Nemeton hadn't been worshiped in years. It held no power." Derek takes a moment to breath before going on. "When I killed her, we were sitting there on the roots. She bleed out over it but we didn't think nothing of it at the time. Turns out, the blood of a virgin sacrifice gave the Nemeton a spark of power. That spark of power is what saved Jennifer when the alphas turned against their Emissaries. She was Kali's Emissary, the one Kali couldn't kill and when she left, Jennifer crawled her way to the tree. She found the power, tapped into it, and made an Oath that she'd teach the alphas that their monstrous actions wouldn't be overlooked. But to get the power, she needed to commit sacrifices."
"Christ." Avery breathes out in shocked awe. "That's how she turned Dark."
"You see." Derek mumbles. "It's my fault."
"Stop saying that!" She groans. "You didn't know what you were doing back then. You couldn't have! This Julie chick is just trying to play with your mind so you'll bend easily to her will. None of this is your fault. It's all her, you hear me? It's her!"
For the remainder of the car trip, no-one says anything else.
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For some reason, the trip up to Derek's loft is tense all over again. Even though Avery is very much human, the tension is very palpable in the air around them. She's jogging side-by-side with Isaac while Derek is out in front of them cradling Cora to his chest. One quick glance at Isaac lets her know that it's he who is causing the tense atmosphere. He's obviously trying his best to mask whatever it is he's currently feeling but the tick in his jaw and the way he's glaring at Derek's back is obvious.
When Isaac doesn't make a move to help open the door for Derek and Cora, Avery resists the urge to roll her eyes and does it all on her own. Derek quickly moves to deposit Cora on the bed towards the back right corner of his loft while Isaac moves to pace up and down while he continues to glare at Derek and glance worriedly down at Cora.
Footsteps sounding from the metal staircase catch Avery off guard and she quickly notches an arrow on her bow only to be met by a clearly amused Peter holding his hands up in surrender. "It's only me."
Avery sighs, willing her erratically beating heart to calm down as she lowers her bow. "When did you get here? Last I saw you, you were in the backseat with Cora."
"Yes, well," Peter scowled. "The Argents showed up. The last they saw of me, they were helping to set me on fire while my nephew killed me. I didn't want to stir up another fight."
"I see." She mumbles before turning back to Derek and watches as he strips Cora out of her jacket.
Derek gets his sister as comfortable as he can, shoving a fluffed up pillow beneath her head while dragging a blanket up to cover her. When he's done all he can, Derek sits on a small wooden bench by his sister's side while she weakly coughs and stirs. Avery comes up behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder as Isaac comes to stand by her.
Black blood coats Cora's lips as she continues to cough and with every cough, Derek becomes more tense. "She's dying, isn't she?"
"I don't know." Derek murmurs, his eyes not leaving his sister's form.
"So what are you going to do?" Isaac asks and when Avery looks up at him, she can see the anger in his eyes though he's keeping his voice down.
There's a moment of silence that scares Avery before Derek answers with another, "I don't know." Upon hearing his answer, Avery deflates with a tinge of sadness starting to creep in.
Isaac sighs and turns, scratches the back of his head before facing them again. "Wanna figure something out? Because while Scott and Stiles are out there trying to keep people from getting killed-" His voice starts to raise a little and dread pools at the bottom of Avery's stomach. The last thing they need right now is a fight. "-you were in here rolling around the sheets with the actual killer!"
"Isaac!" Avery breathes out in shock at what he just said.
"No." Isaac snaps at her. "Don't defend him. Do you get how many people she's actually killed?" He asks while glancing between both Derek and Avery. "Erica and Boyd are dead. Cora is dying and you are doing nothing!" Avery clenches her jaw at Isaac's sudden anger towards Derek and the entire situation- turning her whole body towards Isaac and standing between him and Derek. He glances down at her, some of his anger vanishing but he easily looks over her head and deflates a little. "Why'd you do this to us, Derek?" He says, his voice on the verge of cracking. "Is this all about the power? Were you bored?"
"Isaac, stop it! That's enough." Avery grits out.
Once again, he ignores her and steps around her and up to Derek, bending at the waist so his face is looking directly at Derek's. "Were you lonely?"
Avery's eyes nearly bug out of her head, completely flabbergasted that Isaac had the audacity to even ask that when Cora is merely three feet away from them. "Maybe." She hears Derek answer and yeah, the vulnerability she knows that Derek is showing right now just sent her over the edge.
Grabbing the back of Isaac's shirt, Avery grips it and tugs him back harshly. "That's e-fuckin'-nough, Lahey." She nearly snarls at him and both Peter and Isaac seem shocked by her actions. "We're all freaking out, okay? But that doesn't give you a reason to verbally attack him when his sister's dying less than five feet from him."
When Isaac stumbles to a stop, his eyes flash yellow. "What are you taking his side for? You're my girlfriend, remember? You should be taking up my side and not the person who's at fau-"
"Just shutup!" Avery yells at him, her anger spiking at his immaturity for throwing in their less than one week relationship into this, though that only causes his eyes to flash brighter. "What? You going to attack me like you did Allison at school? You going to claw at me too?" Isaac's lips curl up in a sneer but after a moment of silence, his eyes dim and he seems to deflate some. "And even though this has absolutely nothing to do with what's going on, I am your girlfriend but you're lashing out at Derek when no-one really has any idea what they're doing. It's not fair to him and you know that so back off." She pleas with a sigh.
Isaac seems like he's going to back off, like he's calming down but at the sound of Derek's meek voice- he loses it. "I told Cora I wouldn't leave. I'll help the others when I figure out how to help her."
"THERE'S NO TIME!" Isaac hollers at him, pinching the bridge of his nose when he see's Avery jump at the sound of his voice. He glances back and forth between Derek and Avery before turning and making his way to the loft door. "The full moon's coming. The Sheriff and Melissa are going to be dead so I'm going to try and help them." He yanks open the door and steps out, taking one last look at the loft's occupants. "You can all sit here and perfect the idea of doing nothing." He says before harshly sliding the door shut.
Avery jumps once more at the sound of the door shutting, blinking back tears as she tries to get herself under control. She can't help but feel like whatever was happening between her and Isaac just fizzled out. They couldn't even make it a week together without getting into a major fight and have him storming off.
"I wouldn't take it personally." Peter's voice suddenly booms in the quietness of the loft. "Anger is just a tool. He's using it to excuse shifting allegiance from one alpha to another. From you to Scott." Peter clarifies just in case they didn't get it.
"Scott's not an alpha yet." Derek mutters.
"But he's on his way, isn't he?"
"Dammit, Peter!" Avery glares at him. "Do I need to yell at you too?"
Peter grins at her before going to stand by the windows and look out over the city while Avery rolls her eyes. She takes a deep breath before centering herself and walking over to the small bench and nudging Derek's knee with her own. He glances up at her before scooting over and letting her take a seat next to him. Before either of them can say anything, Avery's phone beeps in her pocket.
With a small groan, she retrieves her phone only to find a text message from Stiles before opening it up while nudging Derek again, and tilting the screen so he can read it too. 'FBI grilled me. I told them I was stuck in the elevator the entire time and he believed me but we have another problem. We found out the third parent to be kidnapped. Someone left the name 'Argent' on the elevator doors so I'm with Allison and Chris now. Chris doesn't seem to be concerned so we're mapping out Dad and Melissa's whereabouts. How's Cora?'
Simultaneously, Avery and Derek sigh. As Derek goes back to watching over Cora, Avery texts her brother back. 'Not good. We don't know how to help her and Isaac left us. There was a big blow up between him and Derek, and then an argument between us. If he shows up, keep an eye on him.'
Stiles hadn't texted her back after that and Avery took that as a sign to settle in for a long night. She went from sitting side-by-side with Derek, to pacing all around the loft when she got restless, and even managed to doze off for what felt like a couple of hours. When she woke up, it was to Derek shaking her shoulder.
Avery had moved to jump up and even reached for her bow but Derek held her down while muttering that it was just him. It took him a moment to calm her down but when he did, he had starting spouting off about vampire blood. He had remembered Avery drinking vampire blood to heal her wounds and wondered if the blood would heal his sister. When Avery frowned and shook her head at him, she deflated and felt the need to explain.
Vampire blood was only useful if the being didn't have an instantaneous healing ability like vampires and werewolves did. Derek sighed at his idea not helping any and went back to sitting by Cora's side. Since she was already awake, Avery stood and went in search of any type of food that Derek might have had. Peter was sitting on the couch in an almost bored manner as he flipped through books so she didn't pay him much mind. When she found no food that was edible, she went to stand by the windows and watch the sun come up.
Checking her phone, she found no updates from Stiles and nothing from Isaac. As she stood there and brainstormed- the sun continued to rise and with it's rise, Cora started to struggle with her breathing. Avery immediately ran to her side and watched on as Derek started to panic. He sat on the bed next to her and took his sister's forearm in his hand. Immediately, Avery saw the black veins appear and knew he was taking her pain.
Derek breathed in deeply, closed eyes and clenched his jaw as he continued to siphon Cora's pain away. Cora's breathing became ragged before she took a big gulp of air only to hold it in and gently release it while now it seemed Derek was struggling. "Careful." Peter crept close to them as he watched his nephew work.
Derek released Cora's arm, bringing his own arm closer to himself as he breathed through the pain. "Don't worry. I know going too far can kill me."
"That's not exactly what I meant." Peter told him.
Derek blinked, his gaze swimming for just a moment, and Avery can just see the wheels turning in his head as he thought about his Uncle's words. "What's that supposed to mean?" He finally asks.
When Avery looks towards Peter, she catches him fighting off a grin. When he sees her looking, he completely schools his features to be nonchalant and he shrugs. "I've heard it's something only an alpha can do and with good reason."
Derek stands as he looks between his sister and Uncle. "Which is?"
"You know normal wolves never abandon an injured member of the pack." Peter explains. "They care for it. They bring it food from a kill.. regurgitate it into the mouth of the injured wolf. They even give it physical and emotional comfort by intensely grooming it. In a way, they can do more than just ease pain. They can be instrumental in healing their own."
Derek takes it all in before moving to the table Peter's at and leaning on it. "If you're trying to tell me I can save her.. just tell me!"
"I'm telling you I've heard it's possible." Peter says.
"How?"
"It's that spark of power that makes you an alpha." Right away, something doesn't feel right and Avery starts to unconsciously shake her head at Peter's words. "When you take her pain, she draws on the power that provides you with those special gifts. The power that heightens your senses, your strength, the power that transforms your body. As an alpha, you have that bit of extra. That spark that intensifies the color of your eyes from a bright yellow into a searing red."
"If I can save her-"
"If." Peter cuts Derek off. "If. I didn't say it works every time." Peter takes a step back when Derek seems to mull it over in his head and turns his back on them to look out the window. "It could just as easily kill you."
Derek hangs his head before picking it up to look over at Cora. "How do I do it? By taking her pain?"
"And then some." Peter calls over his shoulder. "Because there's a cost."
The two family members fall into a silence as Avery's gaze darts back and forth between the two. She's waiting for an explanation or something to figure out why Derek looks like he has no other choice and Peter is so nonchalant about the whole thing. When neither men say anything, Avery practically flails. "Uh, hello? What cost? What's going on?"
Derek completely avoids her gaze but Peter is happy to talk. "Tapping into that spark of power as an alpha to heal his or her own is basically sacrificing that spark. It's a one time thing for an alpha so without the spark of power- the alpha becomes a beta."
"No." Avery blurts. "Derek, no." He whirls around, eyebrows nearing his hairline. "I'm sorry but I can't sit here and watch you sacrifice your alpha status." She says. "There is still Kali who's taken things with you to a personal level and she'll slaughter you. You can't give up that power."
"I don't care about power. Not anymore." Derek tells her honestly.
Avery clenches her jaw and wills herself not to cry. "But.. but what if this is what Jennifer was hoping for, huh? She would know the only way to save Cora would be giving up your power. Maybe that's what she wanted you to do at the hospital."
Derek eyebrows furrow. "Why?"
"So that you wouldn't be able to face the alphas without her!" Peter jumps in. "She wants you to come to her. It's all part of her little seduction and she is still seducing you. She needs you on her side."
Derek glances between the two as he shakes his head at them before sighing and returning to Cora's side. Avery mentally curses as she closes her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose. "Fuck it." She decides. "You do what you got to do." She tells him. "I need to get home and change out of these clothes-" she grimaces as she tugs at he hem of her shirt. "-and get something to eat in my system. If I hear from anyone, I'll text you."
Derek numbly nods as he places his chin in one of his hands. "Peter can drive you home. If you don't meet up with the others, come back here. I don't want you alone."
"Aye, aye, Alpha." Avery mockingly salutes him behind his back as she makes her way towards the door.
With a snort, Peter gets the car keys from Derek and follows the human out as she collects her things.
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On the drive back to her house, neither of them speak. She gets a text from Stiles telling her that Isaac showed up at Allison's offering his help. It feels like some weight is lifted off her shoulders when she hears Isaac is okay and helping out. He then goes on to tell her that he's heading to school to keep up appearances because the FBI will most likely keep an eye out on him since they realized their Dad is missing too. Avery asks if she needs to be at school but Stiles tells her it's fine. The guy from the FBI knows their Dad and knows him but he wouldn't know about her so she's safe to run amok with the wolves.
Peter had sniffed out the change of Avery's demeanor and when he asked about it- about what she was reading on her phone- she told him while shooting off a quick text to fill in Derek.
By the time she got to her home, Peter actually told her to be careful before he backed out and left her standing alone in front of her home. As she made her way inside, she was hit with just how empty the house was. There was no sports event playing on the TV that her Dad usually put on for background noise, Stiles wasn't rummaging through kitchen cabinets or attempting to cook a healthy meal, nor was he upstairs researching some random facts up in his or her room.
For once, she experienced what it's like to truly be alone and she did not like it one bit.
Pushing the thought of being utterly alone to the back of her mind and making herself believe that her brother was only at school- that they'd be getting their Dad back soon- Avery collects herself and makes her way upstairs. Once in her room, before she can gather up clothes for a shower, her phone beeps yet again with a text message. When she looks at it, she finds that it's from Lydia.
'Are you going to school today?'
'No.' Avery texts back with a sigh. 'Are you okay to be there after what you've been through?'
'Yes.' Lydia immediately replies. 'Someone tried to strangle me and I survived. I shouldn't be ashamed about that. I shouldn't hide.'
Avery grinned after that. She'd never tell Lydia to her face in fear of inflating the teen's ego but Lydia was truly an inspiration. 'You're my hero, you know that? :) I have some stuff to deal with but Stiles should be there at school. Keep an eye on him, will you? He's not taking Dad's disappearance well.'
'Of course. Please, be careful out there.'
'I will.'
When Lydia doesn't text back, Avery picks out her under wear from her dresser and heads into the bathroom. She can't remember the last time she's actually skipped a shower and with everything that had been going on, a steaming hot water is a welcome relief. After she gets the water to the temperature she usually prefers, she hurriedly strips out of her grimy clothing and hops on in.
She doesn't waste any time in lathering up her wash cloth with soap and starts scrubbing her body clean. There's dry, caked on blood on her- blood that isn't hers and has no idea who or where it came from. The rain water has dirtied and tangled her hair so shampoo and conditioner is a great relief once scrubbed in and then washed out. The shaving, face cleansing, and brushing of the teeth is done all rather quickly and sufficiently that Avery soon finds herself wringing out the water from her hair and stepping out onto the small piece of carpet by the tub.
With the overhead fan sucking out all the steam, Avery is able to dry herself off without any steam lingering to dampen her skin or make her clothes cling to her skin once she dressed. She quickly pulls on her under garments before furiously towel drying her hair. When no more water drips, she pulls out her hair dryer to finish the job before adding in some hair product to keep her natural waves from frizzing.
Since the house is empty, Avery has no second thoughts about walking to her room in just her under wear. Once in her room, she pulls out a pair of of dull red skinny jeans from her dresser and a matching dull red slim fit tank top. Opening up her closet doors, she finds an over-sized striped mesh shirt and pulls it on over her red top. She's about to close the doors to head downstairs to find something to eat when her eyes land on her shoes. She knows she could slip some on later but with how everything has been going on, she has a feeling everything needs to be rushed. Instead of going against instinct, she grabs the first pair of boots she finds which happen to be a dark brown pair that come up to mid-calf.
After getting downstairs and into the kitchen, making a sandwich and finding a half can of sour cream and onion pringles seemed like the perfect snack because almost as soon as she finishes, her phone rings upstairs. Normally, she wouldn't rush to a ringing phone but given the previous day's events, Avery finds herself taking the stairs two at a time.
She has to practically throw herself on her bed once she enters her room just to grab her phone and answer it before it can go to voicemail. "H-hello?!" She pants into the phone.
"She took him." a feminine voice crackles through the speaker. "Avery, she took my Dad. He knew he was going to be taken and he willingly sacrificed himself to her. Wh- why would he do that?!"
"Allison?" Avery squeaks. "Slow down." She tells her friend as she moves to sit up at the edge of her bed. "What happened?"
She can hear Allison breathe in deeply before blowing it out. "Isaac, my Dad, and I came back to the vault. He thought that Melissa and your Dad would be here but they weren't. We came in, he tased Isaac, and handcuffed me to the bars while he willingly let Jennifer take. I don't know- what are we going to do?!"
Avery sighs as she pinches the bridge of her nose, standing and making her way downstairs. "Where are you? I'm coming to get you. Is Isaac okay?"
"I- I'm fine. We're both fine and we still have the car here. You don't need to-"
"Yes, I do." Avery cuts her off. "Just tell me where you are."
"We're still at the vault. Hang on, Isaac wants to- Avery?"
"Hi, Isaac." Avery breathes out, fighting off a grin seeing as how Isaac took the phone from Allison. "Are you really okay?"
"Yeah, yeah.. I'm fine. Just a little confused but- but that's not what I wanted to say. I wanted- I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"
"It's fine. Don't worry about." Avery says as she locates her helmet in the downstairs closet. "We're all stressed and you lashed out. It's perfectly understandable."
"Yeah but I-"
"Isaac, seriously, it's fine." Avery grumbles. "If you want to apologize, just give me a hug when I get there."
There's a moment of silence before Isaac speaks. "O-okay."
They give a quick good-bye before Avery finds herself slinging her bow and quiver of arrows across her back once again. She picks up a spare hair-tie from a side table and quickly ties her hair into a low sloppy bun before jogging outside. As she pulls her helmet on over her head, she just prays that there's no any police patrolling because she doesn't know what to tell them about the bow and arrows on her back.
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By the time Avery gets to the abandoned bank, she parks her bike by Allison's Dad's car and rushes inside. When she finally finds Isaac and Allison, Isaac seems to be holding the tearful girl together as he holds her gently in a sideways hug.
Once spotted, it's like the dam breaks and Allison chokes out a sob. Avery rushes at her, wrapping the teen in a hug and squeezing her tightly. "Shh. It's okay. We're going to get them back." She tries soothing her friend. "We're going to get him back." Allison continues to sob and tremble in her friend's embrace as she shakes her head in denial. Avery catches Isaac's gaze behind Allison's back and he offers her a feeble smile. She musters up the strength to smile back, using her hands to rub up and down Allison's back before pulling back and rubbing her arms. "Come on. We need to get out of here. Lydia and Stiles are at school and Derek might have a solution for Cora."
"W-what is it?" Isaac immediately asks.
Avery catches Isaac's gaze. "Something I'm not sure I even want him to do but it's little sister. He's going to do what he has to."
"What'd he find out?" Allison suddenly murmurs.
"Well, being an alpha, he can leech off more pain than a beta can." Avery tells them. "He can tap into that spark of power that makes him an alpha to fully heal Cora but it's going to come at a price." Both Allison and Isaac hold their breath and Avery closes her eyes. "The price of healing Cora will turn Derek back into a beta. He won't be an alpha anymore."
"He can't do that." Allison immediately shakes her head. "The alphas will be on him in a heart beat. They'll tear him apart."
"That's pretty much what I told him." Avery sighs. "But she's dying. If there's a possibility that he can possibly save her, he's going to take it."
Isaac sighs but doesn't say anything. Part of Avery wants Isaac to fight for Derek- to say he doesn't want him to do it but if what Peter said was true and Isaac switched allegiance to Scott- Isaac won't care much for Derek's power status.
When he only shrugs in response as Avery catches his eye, she blows out her breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and moves to hug him. For once, it's Isaac's who's tense when they hug but as Avery holds him tight, she can feel him relaxing until he eventually angles his head down and buries his face in the crook of her neck.
He breathes in deeply and his arms tighten around her petite frame. As Avery reaches up to scratch the hair at the nape of his neck, Allison shyly grins before turning around to give them a bit of privacy. When Avery tilts her head to the side, she can feel the Isaac hot warm breath on her neck before eventually his tongue comes out and swipes a path there. Letting him get that out of his system, Avery pulls back before catching his face in the palms of her hand and plants a kiss on his lips.
"I think we did pretty good for our first fight."
Isaac snorts at her, pressing a kiss of his own to her lips before moving up and pecking her forehead. "Yeah. Let's not do that again."
"Agreed."
Allison then turns back around when she hears them talking. "So what do we do now? Who do we go to?"
Before Avery can answer, her phone blares from her back pocket. As she quickly digs it out, she sees Lydia's name and picture taking up the screen and when she answers it, she puts it on speaker for Allison's human hearing. "Lydia? What happened?"
"Quite a bit, actually." Lydia's voice comes through. "Your brother had a panic attack during school, the FBI is currently interrogating him once more, and we may have found out where John, Chris, and Melissa are being held."
Allison and Isaac immediately perk up at hearing they may know the location of the parents. "Lydia? Where are they? Where's my Dad?" Allison squeaks.
"They're being held at the Nemeton. It's a place of worship that Derek should know it's location. I'm headed there now since Stiles got held back."
"Yeah." Allison breathes. "I've heard stories about that place."
"Well, you wouldn't happen to know it's location, would you?" Avery asks.
"No. Gerard would but he'd want something in return and we don't have time to be solving his ridiculous riddles right now."
"Yes, well, that's why I'm going to Derek's."
"Yeah, okay, well we'll meet you there." Avery tells her. Lydia okays that idea but before she can hang up, Avery asks about Stiles. "And, Lydia, how's Stiles holding up? That panic attack didn't-"
"He's fine." Lydia assures her. There's a brief pause in the conversation and Lydia just knows that Avery wants more of an answer. "I.. I, uh, I might have read somewhere that getting someone to hold their breath can stop a panic attack so I kissed him."
Avery and Allison's eyes widen just a bit and Isaac looks like he's fighting a grin. "You.. you kissed him?!" Avery squeaks in a surprised manner. "But you like Aiden. Or you liked Aiden." Avery babbles. "Lydia, why did you-"
"I panicked, okay? He couldn't calm himself down because Isaac, the bright one he is decided to tell him that they took Allison's Dad. He doesn't think we're going to get there in time."
"We will." Avery states with confidence. "We're going to get them back but Lydia.." Avery sighs and moves a little ways away from Allison and Isaac. "I'm sure you know how my brother felt about you in the past and I believe you when you say you panicked and kissed him to help him but if this reawakens old feelings and he-"
"It won't, okay? After everything we've been through, I wouldn't lead Stiles on. Not him. And I love you so you can stuff the whole big sister speech. There's no need to kill me."
"Oh, no." Avery grins as she turns back to her friends. "I like you too much to kill you. I would've just physically hurt you and then took you out for sundaes later or something."
"That makes me feel so much better." Lydia deadpans.
The three standing around in the vault chuckle. "Okay so, Derek's? Don't go in without us."
"Don't plan on it. Bye."
The three of them start making their way out of the bank and they only make it a few feet before Avery gasps and stops walking. "What? What is it?" Isaac instantly goes on guard, his nails lengthening into claws.
"Lydia." Avery breathes out in awe as she stares down at her phone. "I, uh, had a missed text from Stiles. They figured out what Lydia is."
"What do you mean what Lydia is?" Isaac asks. "Isn't she human?"
"Not exactly." Allison and Avery mumble in unison. Avery looks down one last time before looking up at her friends awaiting her answer. "She's a banshee."
"Well this day just keeps getting better and better." Allison frowns. "Can we worry about that later?"
Avery quickly nods. "Of course." She pockets her phone and heads towards Allison's car. "Can I put my bow and arrows in the backseat? I don't want to pass up a Cop and get stopped."
"Yeah." Allison agrees.
After Avery sets her stuff in the backseat of the car, she heads for her motorcycle only for Isaac to follow her. When Avery quirks an eyebrow at him, he sheepishly grins. "I figured I could ride with you but if you don't want me to, I can-"
"It's fine." Avery smiles up at him. "In fact, you drive."
There's a split second where Isaac looks shocked but as Avery climbs atop her bike and scoots back, Isaac eagerly moves to throw his leg over and start up the bike. After Avery pulls her helmet down over head and wraps her arms around Isaac's waist, she catches Allison gazing at them as the Huntress wiggles her eyebrows suggestively at her.
Flipping her off with a hidden grin, Avery tells Isaac to take the lead.
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By the time they get to the loft and are about to pile into the sketchy elevator, Isaac pulls back.
"I'm just going to wait down here." He mumbles.
He looks sheepish and a bit wary but Avery tries to pull him in. "He's not mad if that's what you're worried about. The argument is completely behind y'all already."
"Yeah, well, still. You go. Find out the location and I'll wait down here."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Isaac nods as he lets go of Avery's hand but before the elevator door can close, Allison steps out.
"You know, I'm going to stay down here too. We're not exactly on best terms to be showing up in each other's place of home." Avery or Lydia don't bother fighting Allison on her decision because they all know the history between the Argents and Hales.
Halfway up, Avery caves under Lydia's gaze but tells her that now is not the time for the story of Isaac and Derek, and if she lets it go right now, they'll soon have a girl's day to themselves where they can gossip about anything and everything. Lydia quickly agrees and waits in silence as the elevator stops at the top floor.
As Avery opens up the elevator gate door, Lydia walks out in front and struts as confidently as she can up to the door and knocks. Avery snorts at her friend in amusement because had it been her, she'd have just marched right on in and demanded answers.
Seconds later, the door slides open and Peter's gaze immediately zeros in on Lydia. "You." Lydia breathes as she stares at him.
"Me." Peter says.
Avery's gaze darts back and forth- almost as if watching a tennis match between the two and she almost laughs at Peter's oh shit expression.
"You." Lydia breathes with just a hint of hostility.
"Me." Peter nearly groans as he rolls his eyes downward. "Derek, we have a visitor." He then calls out over his shoulder.
Lydia squares her shoulder and without another word, she pushes past Peter into the loft with Avery on her heels. When Avery hears the door slide shut behind them and feels a presence behind her, she catches Peter already caught up with them.
Flashing him a grin, Avery can't help but smirk. "What's the matter, Peter? Afraid of a little girl?"
Peter bares his teeth at her in a playful manner which causes Avery to chuckle. Moving further into the loft where Derek's seated and staring warily at them, Peter moves to take a seat while Avery and Lydia choose to stand.
"What's going on?" Derek asks.
"Stiles and Lydia know where our parents are being kept." Avery answers and then looks to Lydia for her to finish.
When all eyes slide over to said girl, she rolls her eyes. "They're being held at the Nemeton. Stiles sent me here to tell you because some FBI guy cornered him."
"The Nemeton." Peter groans. "Of course."
"Well," Avery shrugs. "-what are we waiting for? You're going to help us, right? Lead us to the location?"
"It's not that simple." Derek deadpans. "We don't-"
"You don't know where it is?" Lydia guesses. "But Stiles said you been there."
"We have." Peter admits but won't meet her gaze as he spares a quick glance at Derek. "But after a few memorable experiences there, Talia- Derek's Mother, my older sister- decided that she didn't want us ever going back." He says before finally looking up at Lydia. "She knew how dangerous it was and took the memory of it's location from us."
Avery deflates at that piece of information. "But then how are we supposed to find it?"
Peter shrugs and looks to Derek only to have Derek purse his lips in contemplation. Cora coughs in the background and when Avery's about to ask for an update with their plans, Lydia's phone starts to ring.
Lydia pulls out her phone without batting an eye, proclaiming it's Stiles and answers it. When she doesn't put it on speaker, Avery scoots closer and leans in to hear what's going on.
"Did you talk to Derek?"
"Yeah but his Mom took the location of the Nemeton from him and Peter when they were younger. It's a dead end."
Stiles swears on the line. "Alright well then get to Deaton's. He saved me from the FBI douche and we're brainstorming here. I'll call Avery to-"
"I'm here." Avery blurts. "Allison and Isaac are waiting for us downstairs. We'll meet you there."
"Oh. Okay. Hurry up then. We're kind of on a time crunch."
Lydia scoffs but Avery cuts her off. "Okay, we're on our way."
Lydia hangs up her phone and pockets it while Avery looks to Derek. "Keep me updated, yeah? Let me know what you decide to do about Cora."
Derek quickly nods and straight away, Avery and Lydia are hurrying for the exit.
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Once at Deaton's Vet Clinic, Dr. Deaton ushers Avery, Allison, Lydia, and Isaac into the back room where Stiles is already waiting for them. Allison and Lydia start to immediately pace around the room while Isaac moves to lean against the back wall. Stiles is leaning over the metal table when Avery walks up to him, offering him a feeble smile before leaning next to him and bumping shoulders with him. She had a feeling that if she were to bring up his panic attack out of the blue, he'd stammer and get flustered and they'd lose time for the real reason of showing up there.
So for now, she's keeping quiet. "Where are we headed?" She asks instead.
"I'm not exactly sure." Stiles shrugs. "It has to be on a telluric current or maybe even at the axis of two." He tells them. Deaton walks further into the room, lips pursed in contemplation. "Or where they all intersect. I- I just know it's where Derek took Paige to die."
"My dad and Gerard where there once." Allison tells the room. "But Gerard said it was years ago and he couldn't remember where it was. And my Dad obviously isn't here to tell us now."
"Yeah. Ours either." Avery mumbles sadly.
It's the first time that any of their friends have heard any type of emotion about the situation come from Avery so Isaac and Allison are immediately there to comfort her. Isaac stands behind her, hands on her shoulder while Allison comes in to box her in with Stiles. Allison and Stiles both shoulder Avery, reaching a hand in to rub at her arms or anything to show a bit of comfort for her.
"So how do we find this place?" Isaac voices- Stiles and Avery immediately looking up to Deaton.
The Doctor is turned facing the other way but his profile is easily seen by their eyes. As Deaton stares off, he sighs. "There might be a way but it's dangerous." He says before looking back at them. "We're going to need Scott."
Stiles groans while Avery eagerly straightens herself up. "I'm on it." She says as she pulls out her phone. "What's the plan, Doc?"
As Doctor Deaton relays part of his plan to them, Avery starts texting away. 'We have lead to find the whereabouts to the Nemeton but you're needed. Is there somewhere you can meet us?'
And almost immediately, Scott replies with a 'Yes.'
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The location Scott chooses is just on the outskirts of the Beacon Hills Preserve. When Avery gave Deaton the news that Scott was able to break away from the alphas for a bit, he had Isaac, Allison, and Lydia clean out the room. After Isaac dragged in three metal tubs into the room, Deaton then asked him, Lydia, and Allison to go purchase as many bags of ice they could fit into Allison's car while he, Stiles, and Avery went to go retrieve Scott.
By the time they get to the Preserve, Scott has yet to show up. Avery had hopped into the back of Stiles jeep while Deaton sat up front with her brother. As the climbed out of the jeep, Avery hopped up on the hood while Deaton and Stiles leaned against said hood with their arms crossed over their chests.
They didn't have to wait too long for Scott to show.
"How'd you guys find out?" Is the first thing from his mouth.
"Lydia." Stiles answers him. "You?"
"Morrell." He sighs. "None of the other alpha know where it is either."
"So if this works, you gonna tell them?" Avery asks.
Scott opens his mouth but shuts it a second later as he thinks about it. "I can't stop Jennifer without them." He finally says.
"Dude, what the fu-"
"How about we concentrate on finding your parents first." Deaton cuts through Avery's angry words.
Scott nods. "What's the plan?"
"Essentially," Deaton sighs. "-you, Allison, and Stiles need to be surrogate sacrifices for your parents."
Scott's eyes widen as he looks to Stiles. "We die for them?"
"But the Doc brings you back." Avery answers for him with a nod before her eyebrows furrow and she stares at the back of Deaton's head. "You can- you can bring them back, right?"
"You remember the part where I said this was dangerous?" Deaton calls over his shoulder before looking forward to Scott. "If it goes right, the three of you will be dead for a few seconds but there's something else you need to think about. This is a dangerous thing for more reasons than one. You'll be giving power back to the Nemeton. A place that hasn't had power for a long time. This kind of power is like a magnet, it attracts the supernatural. The kind of things that a family like the Argents can fill the pages of a Beastiary with. It will draw them here.. like a beacon."
"That doesn't sound any worse than anything we've already seen." Stiles mumbles.
"You'd be surprised at what you have yet to see." Deaton tells him.
Avery nods along as vampires immediately pop in her mind. "Amen." She agrees with him.
Scott and Stiles take a moment to think it over before Scott looks at Deaton. "Is that it?"
"No." Deaton shakes his head and Avery perks up. Deaton hadn't mentioned anything else besides needing the three teens as surrogate sacrifices. "It'll also have an effect on the three of you. You won't be able to see it but you'll be able to feel it everyday for the rest of your lives. It'll be kind of a- a darkness around your heart. And permanent like a scar."
"Like a tattoo." Scott breathes out.
Silence reigns and the only noise is that of crickets chirping in the night. They let all of it sink in before Scott finally agrees and they all climb into the jeep. Once situated inside and they're on the road, Avery gets a text from Derek. Dread immediately settles in and Scott curiously glances at her but she forces a smile to attempt to throw him off. It doesn't work right away but when he goes back to looking out his own window, she quickly reads the text.
'Cora's getting worse. I'm healing her tonight. There's no need to worry though. I have plan.'
Avery mentally scoffs. 'What type of plan? Please tell me it's a good one because I'm about to watch my brother and friends ritually sacrifice themselves all to fucking find the nemeton.'
'On the night of the lunar eclipse, werewolves don't get stronger.' She reads Derek's text. 'We lose our power. It'll be an even playing field for us all. And what do you mean they're sacrificing themselves? Are you crazy?"
'Goodbye, Derek.' Avery texts him back with a smile. 'If all goes well, we'll meet up soon and you can lecture their idiotic decisions later. Remember, if it works, tell me! If you don't contact me, I'll believe you're dead.'
Derek sends back his affirmative, and for once, Avery prays that things go according to plan. She actually prays.
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As they get back to Deaton's clinic and gather in the back room, Deaton tells Scott, Allison, and Stiles that they're going to need something personal from their parents. It needs to be any item that is of great importance to them or once was.
While the three of them think of what it is they can go retrieve and leave to go get them, Deaton puts Avery, Lydia, and Isaac to work. He has them fill each tub with water before he goes around dropping handfuls of mistletoe into each tub. Once that's finished, he then has them empty bag after bag into each tub.
When the last bags are being emptied, the trio of teens return.
"Alright, what did you bring?" Deaton asks them.
Scott, Allison, and Stiles all look at each other before Stiles steps forward. "Um, I got my Dad's badge." He says as he lifts it up before running his fingers over it. "Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand so I tried hammering it out a bit. It still doesn't look great."
"It doesn't have to look good if it has meaning." Deaton says. Stiles looks to be fighting tears so Avery quickly rushes to his side and links arms with him to show him some support. He offers a feeble grin before sniffing and looking towards Allison and Scott.
"Is that an actual silver bullet?" Isaac voices next and everyone looks to see Allison holding said bullet between her fingers.
"My Dad made it as kind of, uh, a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a Hunter, you forge a silver bullet as a testament to the Code." Allison fills them in.
"Scott?" Deaton calls on him last when Scott doesn't seem to wanna come forward.
Scott looks up at his friends before looking down at his hand and opening his fist where a feminine wrist watch sits. "My Dad got my Mom this watch when she first got hired at the Hospital. She used to say it was the only thing in her marriage that ever worked."
"Okay." Deaton calls out and gestures to the tubs. "The three of you will get in and each of us will hold you down until you're essentially.. well.. dead. But it's not just someone to hold you under, it needs to be someone who can pull you back. Someone that has a strong connection to you. A kind of emotional tether." Everyone looks around, Avery grinning up at her brother to let him know she's got him. Allison catches Lydia's gaze and Lydia starts walking towards her only to have Deaton stop her. "Lydia, you go with Stiles." Everyone's head snaps in the twin's direction as Avery gapes.
"Are you sure?" Allison asks the question that everyone is thinking.
Deaton nods. "Positive. While Avery and Stiles have a blood link, they haven't known each other as long as Lydia and Stiles. Avery might be his sister but she doesn't have the connection that Lydia and Stiles have." No-one argues against Deaton so while Stiles and Lydia move towards a tub- the rest of the group look around awkwardly at one another. "Avery, you go with Allison." The two girls share a grim smile while they head to one of the tubs and Scott's left with Isaac. "Isaac, I take it you can hold Scott down but if he struggles too much, I can be there to step in with you."
There's an eerie silence as Allison, Stiles, and Scott start to strip- whether it's the top layering of clothes in Allison's case or shoes and jackets and shirts in the boys' case. One by one, after getting a reassuring squeeze or hug from their so called executioner- Allison, Stiles, and Scott step into the tubs. The cold temperature of the water has them immediately gasping out loud at the contact but they each push past their limit and drag their other leg in while slowly sinking into a sitting position.
Each teen is sitting with their backs against the tub as their teeth chatter and Deaton moves around them for last minute preparations. As Avery listens to her brother harshly breathe, she can't help but feel sick.
She's about to kill someone who's become like a sister to her. A girl who she first distrusted because she came from a family of Hunters but grew to love as the days passed. And right next to her friend, she was about to watch her best girl friend put her own twin under while her boyfriend put Scott under as well. Her brother and her friends were about to be surrogate sacrifices and she had a front row view of it all.
Tears immediately gather in her eyes as she hears her brother speak to Scott. "By the way, uh, if I don't make it back and you do- you should probably know something." She wants to scream at him that he will come back, he better but she doesn't want to cause a scene. So instead, she decides to be nosy and listen to her brother tell Scott whatever it is he needs to know. "Your Dad's in town."
Scott looks shocked as he finally gasps out but whether it's from the cold or his Dad being there, Avery has no idea. She has a feeling it's a mixture of both though the freezing water is probably higher up on the list.
Scott, Stiles, and Allison all share looks with each other the longer they sit there. The moment Deaton starts rolling up his sleeves and steps up to the end of Scott's tub- Isaac, Avery, and Lydia take their place. When Deaton nods, they each place their hands on the shoulders of Allison, Stiles, and Scott- and with the second nod, they start to slowly push them down.
Allison, Stiles, and Scott start harshly breathing as to catch what air they can before they're fully submerged. Each grip their bullet, badge, and watch tightly in hand and go under without a fight. Avery and Lydia are fighting back tears as they catch each other's gaze and when Avery looks back down at Allison, she sees her friend peacefully shutting her eyes. It's enough to completely break her heart and she knows that if she looks over at Lydia and down to her brother- she'll completely lose it.
So instead of risking the chance at messing the plan up, Avery closes her eyes and steels her arms when she can feel Allison's body trying to resurface for air.
So a couple of people have asked to make this a love triangle between Isaac-Avery-Derek or Isaac-Avery-Scott. I'm sorry to say that that won't happen. Ever since I started writing this, I knew I wanted her to be an interest for Isaac. But don't get too happy. While she is with Isaac, her romance is not the main point to this fic. It's about family. Yes there will be Isaac/Avery moments but in the end- it'll focus on Avery with Stiles and John- her family.
Anyway, thanks to those who read and review. It really brightens up my mood when people take time to leave a review telling what they liked or didn't like :)