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I'm trying to incorporate the FB game and the series, so some incidents may seem off or not in place properly, but don't worry, I'll get it all in there LOL.

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Cat sat at her desk and opened her email, kind of worried that it would be full, considering they had a new principal. But she was surprised to see there were only 2 emails. One advising of Principal Thomas' resignation to all staff and another one from the new principal himself sent just to her. Wow, what made her so lucky?

She clicked on the email and opened it up, her jaw dropping as she read it.

from: Gerard Argent

Hello

I'm Gerard Argent, your new Principal. I understand you'll be my student aide this semester. There are a number of things I'll likely do very differently from my predecessor. I'll expect different things from you. I notice from your schedule that you're not in the office every day. I understand you have other obligations. But you will always be on call. There is no time, day or night, that you will be inaccessible to me. My messages to you are to take priority over everything else. EVERYTHING else. Those are my practical expectations. I'll be emailing you again soon with what I expect of you personally.

Gerard Argent

Was he serious? Was Derek wrong? Perhaps he wasn't going to kill her, perhaps she would kill him. She was a student and he had no right, no right, to treat her as some kind of slave. Her blood was seething when the office door opened and Erica strolled in.

"Catty? Please tell me you're quitting." She said with a small pout as she went to her desk and began picking up a few personal things.

"No Erica, I need this to get out of all the classes I don't want to do." Cat replied, still staring at the email.

"I came to grab my stuff and then I'm out of here, you should come with, we're totally going to have some fun."

"What are you going to do?"

"Oh we're thinking of heading over to the ice rink. See what's happening."

"Sounds like fun, but I have a lot to do, rain check?" Cat asked, not really paying attention as she sent herself the email before closing it and trying to get into the schools system that she wasn't allowed to have access to. Damn, the passwords were changed and now she had to hack those. Not like she couldn't do it, she just had better things to do with her time.

"Fine." Erica groused. "All work and no play makes Catty a dull girl. I'll call you later."

Erica left and Cat returned to the task at hand, getting through the first part when she froze, what Erica had said finally cluing in. Ice rink. Crap. Okay, so she had to call Scott and tell him, no biggie. Except she called and it went straight to voice mail. She tried three more times before trying Stiles, his ringing before going to voice mail. She hung up without leaving a message. Now what? She could always go to the rink and hope she got there before Erica met up with the others and went there, but she needed a car first. Hmm…

"Allison Argent, please report to the office, Allison Argent, to the office please."

Oh, here was hoping Gerard wasn't in and asked why his granddaughter was called to the office but she could see his office door was open and empty so perhaps he wasn't in the school at all.

"What? What's wrong?" A breathless Allison asked as she came barreling into the office.

"I need to borrow your car."

"You called me out of class so you can ask to use my car?" the taller girl asked in disbelief. "Do you even drive?"

"Yes." Cat replied. "It's an emergency."

"Are the guys okay?" She asked.

Cat nodded. "Yup, so please? I'll explain later."

"Fine." Allison held out the keys and Cat took them with a smile.

"Thanks, you're the best." She handed Allison an excuse slip and left the school, jumping in Allison's car and driving as fast as she dared, hoping she would at least get there before the pack so she could warn Scott.

When she got to the arena, the doors were already opened and she slipped inside, contemplating whether to call out to him or not. She didn't want to draw attention to herself but then again, when dealing with werewolves they probably already knew she was here.

She followed the sound of voices to the rink seeing Scott on the ice talking to who she could only assume was Boyd.

"You can do so much better than Derek." Scott was saying.

Cat moved closer so she could call out to him when someone grabbed her arm. She gasped and turned around, seeing Erica there with a big smile on her face. She was too late.

"That, really hurts Scott." Derek said, stepping out onto the ice. Isaac followed and when Erica tried with Cat, she stopped the blonde.

"I'm going to break my ankle out there in these boots." She hissed, in an attempt to not follow.

"Don't worry Catty, I'll hold you up, so glad you decided to come after all. Does this mean you're going to say yes to Derek?"

Cat opened and closed her mouth a few times wondering what the best way to answer. "I thought you guys were coming to ice skate and wanted to come too?"

Erica's eyes briefly narrowed in suspicion as she stepped out onto the ice, placing Cat in between her and Isaac.

"I mean, if you're going to review me." Derek continued. "At least take a consensus." He motioned to the three behind him and Cat could only use her eyes to tell Scott this really was not her choice.

"Erica? How's life been for you since we met?"

"Hmm," The blonde contemplated, twirling some hair between her fingers. "In a word? Transformative." She let go of Cat, growling as her fangs came out.

"Isaac?" Derek asked.

"Well I'm a little bummed about being a fugitive but other than that I'm great."

"Cat?"

The petite dark haired girl looked at him with wide eyes. "I have pretty clothes?" She lamely replied.

"Hold on, this isn't exactly a fair fight." Scott protested

"Then go home Scott." Derek replied.

Cat tried to slowly back away before Erica reached out and pulled her back. "I can't fight." She told the werewolf.

"I know, I want you to stay close to Derek, he'll protect you." She let go of Cat and moved towards Scott with Isaac.

Scott crouched down, "I meant fair for them." In an instant he was wolfed out and growling at the two new werewolves.

Oh god, this was not good, not good at all and Cat felt helpless, unable to do more than watch and hope Scott got through this.

As Isaac reached him, Scott grabbed him and threw him back towards Derek and her, causing her to drop to her hands and knees and quickly crawl away from Derek as Isaac sailed past him, into the boards behind him. Next, Scott reached out and kicked Erica back into the Zamboni, dazing her and giving him enough time to turn and meet Isaac again, who had rushed back into the fight. Erica pushed him from behind, throwing him into the other wolf and this time Isaac sent Scott sliding across the ice, causing Cat to crawl out of the way and luckily, even further from Derek who seemed to have forgotten about her.

Scott rushed Isaac this time and the two rolled across the ice trying to hit each other. They drew closer to her and Erica moved to jump onto Scott's back. Cat knew Scott was strong but still feared him losing this fight. Since Erica was so distracted by Scott, she didn't see her petite friend pull her feet under her into a crouch and jump at her tackling her to the ground. The two girls rolled across the ice, Cat crying out in pain as she felt her wrist bend at an odd angle and when they finally stopped, Erica was on top of Cat, snarling down at her.

"I thought you were my friend."

"I am." Cat quietly replied. "But Scott is too. I can't let you hurt him."

"So you've made your choice?" Erica sneered. "You're on the losing team, Catty."

"I don't want to be like you." She whispered.

"You don't have much of a choice now." Erica opened her mouth, showing her fangs as she moved closer to Cat, who felt completely powerless to stop her.

"Get off of her." Scott grabbed Erica, throwing her into the Zamboni head first and knocking her out. He kicked Isaac in the head then moved to stand in front of Cat, glaring down at Isaac and Erica motionless on the ice.

"Don't you get it?" Scott yelled. "He's not doing this for you. He's just adding to his own power okay? It's all about him. He makes you feel like he's giving you some kind of gift but he's only turning you into his guard dogs." He grabbed each of them, sliding them across the ice to Derek, who continued watching it all with a smirk.

"It's true, it is about power." Derek confirmed. He moved towards them, extending his hand to claws and growling as he began to change. Cat knew she had to move and quickly got to her hands and knees, whimpering as she put pressure on her right wrist. It wasn't broken and she hoped it was only mildly sprained but it was enough to hinder her escape by crawling plan. Scott glanced back at her whimper and while keeping Derek in his view moved over to her.

"Run." He whispered before grabbing her under the arms and gently sliding her across the ice and away from the action. She stopped just short of the boards and even though he had told her to run, she was frozen in fear, watching as Derek grabbed Scott and head-butted him. She bit back a scream as Derek sliced Scott's stomach open and began punching him in the face, the stomach, anywhere he could hit. Scott could only give an elbow to the face, making Derek pause with a smile before they rushed each other again, Derek getting the upper hand as he continued punching Scott in the face. Finally he picked up a limp Scott , choke slamming him to the ice, Scott spat out a mouthful of blood before finding Derek's boot on his neck, leaving him gasping for air.

"No." Cat screamed, stumbling and tripping across the ice as she moved in those stupid boots Why was she wearing them again? She ran to Scott just as Derek removed his foot and stepped back. Derek only sneered at her as he walked back to his pack but she ignored him, dropping down beside Scott.

"Don't." Scott said, looking past her to Boyd who had gotten off the Zamboni and now stood in front of them. "You don't want to be like them."

"You're right." He lifted his shirt to show them his bite. "I want to be like you."

He walked away to Derek and the others, the latter now awake and standing. They all turned and left, Erica glaring at her before following after them. Cat turned back to Scott, who was now holding his stomach where Derek had sliced him.

"I told you to run." He gasped.

She rolled her eyes. "Don't do the whole, get lost because you're scared thing. I'm not leaving you. We need to get you to a hospital."

He shook his head, spitting up another mouthful of blood. "I'll heal."

"You could have been killed."

"You could have been turned, what the hell were you thinking jumping Erica like that?"

"That it was time to tell them my decision?" She sheepishly asked with a shrug. She offered her hand to pull him in a sitting position and when he grabbed it, she cried out in pain.

"Your wrist?" He asked, trying to grab it to look at it.

She shook her head, having offered him her non injured one. Instead she went up to her knees, pulling her shirt up to see an angry red mark now on her stomach in the exact same spot Scott had been cut.

"Did Erica do that?" He asked, reaching a hand out to her stomach before thinking otherwise and dropping his hand.

"No." She whispered, looking back at him with fear in her eyes. "You just did, when I touched you."

"What? How?" this time he didn't stop himself as he let his hands feel the scratch, happy that there was just a mark and no broken skin.

"I don't know." She whispered, holding her breath as he touched her but happy that nothing more happened when he did. He seemed to notice his hands though and pulled away as he realized he was still in wolf form.

"I'm sorry." He apologized. "You shouldn't have to be looking at me like this." He moved back but she grabbed his hand.

"Stop. I don't care."

"Yeah, right." He muttered.

"I don't." She snapped. "Don't make me prove it."

He gave a weak smile. "How would you go about doing that? Talk me into it."

She grabbed both his hands, moving closer to him. "You're stubborn, you care too much about everyone else. You think everything and everyone is your responsibility and you single-handedly try to save Beacon Hills."

"That's not really talking me into it." He said, confused.

"Quiet, I'm talking." She said with a small glare. "I hide who I am, I'm ashamed and think I'm a freak and until you showed up was quite content to fade into the background and let nature run its course. Then you came into my life and suddenly, you're like my hero."

Scott shook his head in disbelief "Cat-"

She placed a finger against his lips. "Still talking here. I'm going to help anyway I can. I won't hide who I am anymore and neither should you." She stopped, a confused look on her face. "Well, actually, you shouldn't go around advertising the whole werewolf thing to everyone but don't hide who you are to me because quite frankly, I'll take you either way."

He raised an eyebrow "Take me?"

Cat rolled her eyes, fisting her hands in his shirt as she pulled him towards her, kissing him hard. She really didn't care that he was wolfed out and that she was kissing him while he was wolfed out, she only cared that she was kissing him and she only wanted to remain kissing him, no matter how wrong it was. She knew she would feel guilty about it later but right now, she didn't care.

Finally, she went to pull away but he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands traveled down, wrapping around the back of her legs to lift her higher, as they wrapped around his waist, they both groaned in pain before pulling away from each other. She dropped her legs as Scott grabbed his stomach.

"That was…" He trailed off unsure how to finish that. It was amazing, so amazing he couldn't even find the words but a small pang of guilt had settled in his stomach and he could tell by her eyes, it had settled into hers too.

"Amazing." She finished for him. "Wrong, but amazing."

He nodded and she slid off him, sitting down on the ice.

"It's not healing." She said, looking at where his shirt had ridden up.

"I'll go to work and get it looked at. Maybe Doc would know."

She nodded, smoothing down her shirt and trying to decide what to say next.

"We shouldn't have done that." He finally said.

"I know." She whispered looking down at the ice as she tiredly rubbed her forehead. "Can we get off the ice? I'm really cold."

He nodded, standing up and holding out a hand to pull her up. She winced as her feet made contact with the ice and she started sliding so he lifted her into his arms.

"you're too hurt." She protested.

"And you breaking an ankle won't help."

She conceded, letting him carry her off the ice as he asked what she was even doing there

"Erica said something about going to the arena so I was hoping to get here before them."

"How did you get here?" He asked.

Her face went bright red as she held out the keys. "Allison's car."

"Are you going to be okay?" He hesitantly asked.

She forced a smile. "Of course."

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