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I'll try adn get a couple more chapters up before I go away this weekend :) I am CHAPTERS ahead in writing, I just need to rememer to do it.
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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They left the arena, Cat driving them to his work. When they got there, he lifted his shirt and shook his head.
"Why aren't you healing?" He muttered.
"Because it's from an alpha."
Cat and Scott both looked up at the voice, Scott gasping as Cat let an eep of surprise.
"Oh my god." She cried, pointing to the guy currently lying dead on the table "Is he-'
Deaton nodded, looking at Scott "I think it's time we have that talk now."
Scott could only nod, pushing Cat ahead of him. "She needs her wrist looked after first."
"No." She protested, unable to look away from the guy on the table. "I'm fine, he's a vet, not a doctor."
"We don't have much time, they're coming back." Scott's boss said, grabbing her wrist and looking it over, feeling it for breaks and rotating it.
"Who's coming back?" Cat asked, wincing while he checked her over.
"It's not broken, just sprained. We'll get a tensor bandage on it." He began wrapping it as Scott repeated Cat's question.
"The Argents." Alan finished wrapping her wrist before moving over to Scott and cleaning his cut. "You'll heal the same, just not as quickly because of Derek."
"How do you know all this?" Scott asked. "Actually, how do you know anything?"
"It's a long story, but what I can tell you is that I know about your kind."
"Did Derek do that?" Cat whispered, still staring at the body on the table.
The vet shook his head. "Scott's kind, I can help but this, this is something different."
"Do you know what did it?" Scott asked.
He shook his head, putting a bandage over Scott's wound. "No, but the Argents will and this is the crucial part. They'll have some kind of record, or book. It'll have descriptions, histories, notations. All the things they've discovered."
"All the- how many things are there?" Scott stopped, his head turning to the door as his eyes widened. "They're here."
Cat's eyes widened. "Oh my god, Allison's car. Go hide."
"What about you?" Scott asked.
She shrugged, trying to think fast. "Where are the animals kept?"
He directed her where to go before moving to hide himself, and Cat stood inside a room with cat's inside, the door opened a crack as she looked out to see, who she could only assume was Allison's dad and others walking towards the doctor.
"I think I'm going to need to start buying a more prominent closed sign."
"Why is my daughter's car here? Is she here with that boy?"
"I don't know your daughter or who that boy is but you should be warned there is someone here with a sick animal."
"Hello Alan, it's been a while. Last I heard, you retired."
Cat didn't recognize the voice and she wished she could see and hear better.
"Last I heard, you followed a code of conduct." The Vet replied.
"In case you hadn't noticed, this body is one of ours."
"I did, and I also noticed the gunpowder residue on his fingers."
Cat continued to listen, her stomach rolling as the Vet explained to the guys what he had found out about dead guy on the table. She really didn't want to hear this, not at all. She had enough nightmares to deal with of her own. She really had to get out of here and hoped they were so distracted by what Alan was saying that they wouldn't notice. She opened the door, silently cursing as it creaked.
"What was that?" Someone asked.
"I told you there was another customer here."
Cat ducked back into the room, looking around before reaching into one of the cages and picking up a cat that had been silently staring at her.
"Doc?" She called out loud, stepping out of the room.
He exited the room they were just in, followed by three guys. "Yes?"
She nervously looked at the men staring at her. "I just wanted to thank you for fixing my cat… Ralph… I should go now and return my friend's car."
She turned to leave but was stopped by one of the men calling out to her.
"You came in that car outside?" He asked.
She nodded. "Ralph was really sick and my friend Allison, offered to let me use her car to bring Ralph here."
The man smiled. "Oh, so you know my daughter Allison?"
"Oh, Allison's your daughter?"
"And my granddaughter." The man behind him said.
She forced a big smile on her face. "Oh, you must be Principal Argent. It's nice to finally meet you. Do you have a sick animal too?"
He gave her a friendly smile. "Yes miss…"
"Danvers." She replied, "Catalina Danvers, sir."
"Oh, my student aide I believe. I have yet to see you in the office."
"I'm sorry, I've been sick and then my cat… must have caught it. I'll try and be more diligent, I guess now, I should go, Allison is probably worried." She turned to leave again but this time Allison's dad called out to her.
"Ms. Danvers, a few more things. Do you happen to know the boy who works here?"
She froze before forcing a confused look to her face as she turned around. "No?"
"He goes to the same school as well, a Scott McCall I believe?"
"Oh, yes. I know him. He used to date Allison, I was sorry to hear about their break up, although Allison and I didn't start talking until after they ended things."
"How did you hurt your wrist?" Gerard asked.
"I uh- that is to say, I'm… really clumsy. In my haste to get to Ralph, I did what I usually do, tripped, fell, hurt myself, pretty embarrassing really." She gave him a nervous smile. "Is there anything else Sir?"
"Not right now Ms. Danvers but do please read your email next time you're in the office. As a new principal, I will be needing help. Good evening to you."
She smiled again and walked out of the office, the cat still in her arms. She got into Allison's car and drove down the road, slowing and pulling over when she saw Scott there. He opened the door and got in, the black cat jumping into his lap and curling up.
"Cats usually hate me now." He remarked.
She smirked. "I guess not all and what the hell am I supposed to do with him? I hate cats."
"I'll call Doc and see when we can return him. For now we should get out of here. You need to give the car back to Allison."
"What do I tell her?" She asked with a frown.
"That you came to warn me. That's it, that's all, I'll fill her in on the rest later."
Cat nodded as she pulled back out onto the road.
"What email was Gerard talking about?"
She grabbed her phone and tossed it to him, instructing him to open the email she had sent to herself from the school. He read it, his eyebrows shooting up.
"Is this for real?"
She shrugged. "I guess we'll find out. Don't you think it's weird though? I saw Principal Thomas' resignation letter but it was just so sudden."
"That's what I've been wondering." He replied. "do you have any idea where he went?"
She shook her head. "Not a clue. And now I'm stuck as a slave to a new principal and who knows what this means. I doubt he's going to let me get away with much which really sucks for us."
She followed his directions, pulling up outside his house. "we need to figure this out. Gerard, the principal, what killed that guy, the video. Do you think that was the guy in the video? Never mind, no one saw it but me."
"That was Bennett on the table."
"Bennett?"
"Oh, right, you don't know yet. He was the missing guy that Stiles found out about. He was a friend of Allison's dad. And well, I guess he turned up."
"By something whose only purpose is to kill and something not completely human, so he can't be who was in the video, right? If it wasn't human at the time, how could it have dragged someone to a car and drove off?"
"I don't know." Scott replied with a sigh. "I'll talk to you later. Tell Allison 9 for me? She'll know what that means."
She nodded, watching as he got out of the car and went into the house. Next she went to Allison's house to drop off the car, explaining to her what had happened. She hadn't wanted to tell Allison about the ice rink because she thought she would get there before Derek and the pack, she was horribly wrong. Cat told her that Boyd was the new werewolf and that Scott would tell her the rest, at 9. She turned to leave when Allison called her back.
"Why is there a cat in my car?" She asked in confusion.
"Ralph." She cried. "that's another thing, I can't believe I forgot. We went to Scott's work, your dad and grandpa showed up. Scott hid, I said I borrowed a friend's car to bring my poor sick cat, Ralph, to get looked after. So, that's why I had your car."
Allison reached in and pulled the cat out, handing it to Cat. "You realize Ralph is a girl?"
Cat took it while making a face. "It's short for Ralphina, leave me alone. You sure you don't want her? I hate Cats."
"Cat hates cats."
"Har har, you're funny. Let's talk tomorrow, we need to talk about the principal, the old one. Something's not sitting right."
Allison shook her head. "I find it hard to believe that he's gone, especially since he was borderline OCD and this is totally out of whack but maybe we should stay out of this."
"Can you really do that?" Cat asked, scrutinizing her.
Allison shrugged. "If it means you guys are safe, then yes."
Cat sighed. "I can't."
"But you can." Allison grabbed her shoulders. "You don't have to be a part of this Cat. You're normal, you can walk away, have a normal life and not get caught between hunters and werewolves. You have that chance and I beg of you to consider it."
Cat let out a humorless laugh, "I'm the furthest thing from normal Allison and because of that, I can't walk away."
The taller girl looked at her suspiciously "I thought you didn't get the bite."
"I didn't. Look, can we talk tomorrow? It's not safe here."
Allison nodded, the suspicious look still in her eyes. "Fine, but you owe me an explanation."
"I know. Look, I'm gonna go home and get some sleep. Something tells me I'll be needing it."
With Ralph in her arms, she left the Argent house, she couldn't wait to get home and get to sleep.
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