++++++ There be a little bit of kissing in this ++++++

++++++ I do not own Teen Wolf of any affiliated characters apart from my OC. All rights belong to Jeff Davis and MTV ++++++

Six

Her day was supposed to follow one particular structure.

School.

Home.

Homework.

Light dinner.

Party.

Home.

Bed.

But it was all too evident that this was not going to go the way that she wanted it to.

Scott had already left to go pick up Allison for their date/party, to be honest, she wasn't completely sold on Allison Argent, something felt off about her.

Rose rattled through her closet looking for a dress to wear, finally settling on the bottle green dress with one sleeve. She laughed as she put it on, remembering when she dragged Scott and Stiles shopping with her to find a new dress to wear. She was about to put on a pair of gold roman sandals when Rose heard a howl in the distance.

Dropping the shoes, she rushed over to her window and stuck her head out. In the tree line she could see a pair of glowing red eyes staring at her. A feral growl escaped her mouth and her eyes changed so she could see what she was actually staring at.

It was a wolf.

And it was freaking huge.

Instinctively Rose jumped out of the window, landing on all fours before she gave chase. She knew it was bloody stupid to be giving chase to an alpha wolf but this was the one that bit her brother. If she could kill it before the full moon than maybe he wouldn't turn. She ran across the field and straight through the tree line, following a trail that a five year old could easily follow.

"Could have picked better time," Rose muttered to herself. She came to a halt near a small creek that marked the end of the wolf's trail. Closing her eyes, she let her senses move out to find whatever she could pick up.

Movement!

Rose heard movement off to her left and jumped over the creek than up a tree to lay in wait. Minutes later the sound of three men met her ears and she flattened herself against the branch in the tree. These three were clearly in some kind of danger. She couldn't do anything without exposing herself.

So she waited.

It was only when she picked out that they were carrying guns and a pretty wicked looking crossbow that it dawned on her. Hunters, she hissed in her mind. She curled her paws around the branch so tightly that it started to crack, alerting the hunters to her presence.

Three sets of eyes shot up to the tree where she was followed by light from a torch. Rose jumped out of the tree, landing straight on top of the hunter at the back, knocking him to the ground. She hissed at him at the same time she punched him in the face.

Someone shot at her, grazing her bare shoulder. Pain shot up her arm and she roared, diving at the second hunter only to miss him. She rolled on the ground and picked herself up before she took off into the shadows. More gun fire followed her, a bullet hit her square in the shoulder, a second hitting her in the right leg followed by a crossbow bolt planting itself straight through her arm.

Rose hissed in pain. She hid behind a tree, snapping the arrow in half and ripping out the shaft before throwing it into the bushes. She had to take the bullets out but there was no way in hell she was going to reach them.

The alpha wolf had led Rose into a trap and she was kicking herself for being so stupid. Dealing with werewolves was more difficult than dealing with werepanthers. She cursed herself for not having the sense to bring her phone with her so she could call Stiles. Rose smiled a little at the thought of Stiles pulling silver bullets out of her, distracting herself long enough to notice she'd gone from dirt and leaves to hard ground.

Her only warning was the beeping of a horn and the headlights coming towards her.

The car clipped her, knocking her off the road and straight into a tree.

The last thing that she remembered was the ground meeting her face.

Expecting the warm comfort of her own bed when she woke up, Rose found herself lying on a cold metal slab staring up at a white roof above her head.

"Nice to see you're awake."

Rose sat upright, ignoring the slight pain that was in her leg and shoulder to see an elderly man sitting there watching her. She cocked her head to the side. "Doctor Deaton?" she gasped, staring at Scott's boss and the owner of Beacon Hills Animal Clinic.

"Welcome back, Rose," Deaton smiled, getting out of his chair to come check her wounds. "Seems like you brought back something other than a changed attitude. Werewolves, I've heard of, werepanthers are a rare breed."

Rose's eyes widened in horror. "You saw?" she gasped.

Deaton smiled. "Of course I saw, but I also know. Like I said, werepanthers are rare. Even rarer in this part of the world. What shot you?"

"Hunters," Rose hissed as he checked her.

"You're healing rather well," Deaton noted. "Once I took the bullets out you started healing pretty well. You should be find by morning."

"Do you have a phone I can use?" Rose questioned. "I have to call Stiles."

"Why Stiles?" Deaton inquired.

"He knows," she replied. Deaton pointed to the phone on the wall and she slid off the table to use it. "So, you know about the supernatural?" Rose frowned, dialling Stiles.

"Treating animals is only ninety percent of my work," he replied vaguely.

"Hello?"

"Stiles can you come pick me up from the animal clinic?" Rose asked.

Stiles laughed. "What the hell are you doing at the animal clinic?"

"Got shot," Rose replied. "Can you come grab me?"

He sighed. "Yeah, sure. But you should know that Scott's gone after Derek. He thinks he has Allison."

"Did he change?" Rose asked him.

She could practically hear Stiles frown over the phone. "Yeah."

"Come get me," Rose urged him again. She hung up. "Thanks for your help, Doctor Deaton."

"My pleasure," he smiled.

She could tell that there was no way he was going to explain how he knew what she was but he had helped her so in her mind it made him an ally.

Stiles arrived ten minutes later practically demanding an explanation as to how and why she'd been shot in his own Stiles way. Rose explained to him as best she could but he was still stuck on the idea that there was actual werewolf hunters out there and spent the drive back to her place grinning like an idiot.

"You gonna go get Scott?" Stiles finally asked her.

Rose shook her head. "No. Derek won't kill Scott. Not with the hunters out there and not with that alpha out there. Derek needs Scott to find the alpha so he'll protect him from the hunters in his own Hale way." She curled her fists up, eyes flashing in anger. "I can't believe I fell into a freaking trap! I'm so pissed off right now!" Rose hissed.

"This is all very new," Stiles sighed. "Least I can say you're never boring."

Rose laughed. "I was actually going to you until Doctor Deaton hit me with his car. I got momentarily distracted by the idea of you removing silver bullets."

Stiles snort. "Add that to a life time of nightmares and you have yourself a vet."

She raised an eyebrow. "Cat jokes? Now?" When Stiles pulled into the driveway, Rose paused as she went to get out of the car.

"You okay?" Stiles frowned.

Slowly Rose nodded. "Yeah…I think…no…"

Stiles scratched his head. "Me Tarzan, you Jane?" he joked.

Rose rolled her eyes. "Thank you, Stiles. I didn't mean to pull you into this. But, thank you anyway." She opened the door than turned back to him. "That new X-Men movie is still playing, wanna go see it with me?"

Stiles nodded. "Sure. Scott was saying he wanted to go see it, gives us a reason-" he stopped when he saw the look on her face. "Oh…you mean…not with Scott."

Rose shook her head. "Not with Scott." She leant over to him and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "You know, one of things I always said to myself when I was in Brazil was that if I ever got the chance, I'd want to be with you. You were always there for me, through all the shit I put everyone through. Yeah, you can say you were doing it for Scott," she added with a soft smile, "but you were the one that brought me to the hospital when I OD'd and you stayed until mum could come back from nans in New York. It's one of the reason's I showed you the panther because you were always there. I trust you, with my life it seems." She kissed him again, smiling to herself when she felt him kissing her back, "thank you, Stiles. I'll see you tomorrow."

Stiles cleared his throat and shifted in his seat. "What time?" he asked, referring to the movie. "Pick you up around one?"

Rose nodded. "If you don't want to, I'm not pressuring you, I know you've had a crush on Lydia for like ever and going on a date with me would be super weird for Scott and super weird for you considering we grew up together and I made you both eat worms-"

Stiles laughed. "It may be super weird with Scott, but like I said. Top ten. We'll grab lunch as well."

Rose grinned. "Great." She got out of the car and came around to the driver's window. "It's a date."

"One more thing," Stiles spoke.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"I'm glad you trust me," he grinned with that dorky Stiles grin. "I'll see you in the morning."

Rose headed barefoot back to the house, only when Stiles had gone did she climb up through her bedroom window. She needed to have a shower and throw out her dress, it was completely soaked with blood.

Whilst she cleaned up, Rose came to the conclusion that her, Scott and Derek Hale were the only ones that could stand up against the alpha. She wasn't counting the hunters because they weren't on their side. She groaned and got into a pair of Hello Kitty pyjamas.

The most daunting aspect of this whole war was the fact that Rose was going to have to make an alliance with a dog.