I'm back from Vacay. You all still with me? Let me know, leave a review? thanks :)

I made this long for you guys :D

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 was cleaning up the house a couple days later when there was a knock on the door. Scott had texted her yesterday saying he needed to reschedule their study date so figured it was him coming over for that. She was super surprised to see it was Allison there and a little embarrassed by it too. She had seen the other girl's house, it was huge, extravagant even, hers was a tiny 2 bedroom house and the outside was nothing to be proud of. It was run down and neither her nor her dad had bother putting the time and effort into it.

"Hi." She said motioning the taller girl in. "What brings you to my crappy neighborhood?"

Allison gave her a small smile. "I just needed someone to talk to. Everything's been so hectic as of late and I don't know, I just need to talk to someone that's not Scott and knows what's going on."

"Of course. Why don't we go to my room?" She led the other girl there, motioning for her to sit on the bed.

"It's about Scott." Allison stopped, frowning at the sweatshirt hanging off Cat's desk chair. "Isn't that his?"

Cat glanced down at it. "Yes, I was cold, he lent it to me. I've been helping him with his homework and stuff, you know that." This part, she actually didn't have to feel guilty about because it was the truth, given to her innocently, no smooches involved… this time.

Allison gave her a head a small shake. "Of course, I'm sorry, my heads just been out of it lately. There is so much going on Cat and I feel like I'm losing my mind. Don't get me wrong, I love Scott but all we seem to be doing lately is arguing."

Cat felt a twinge of guilt. "Well, the whole situation is pretty stressful, it's not surprising."

"You think that's all it is?" She looked hopefully at Cat, who looked down at her blanket, picking at imaginary lint.

"What else would it be?" She mumbled.

Allison sighed. "Are you dating anyone Cat?"

She let out a snort of disbelief. "Are you kidding?"

The wavy haired girl smiled. "I'm sure there are lots of guys crushing on you, especially now."

Cat gave her a look.

"Do you have a crush on anyone?" Allison pressed.

Cat tried her hardest to remain impassive as she stared at her friend. "Can we please not talk about my love life, or lack thereof?"

Allison smiled. "You pretend to be so shy. I know you've got some secrets of your own. I'll get them out of you eventually."

"Oh I really hope not." Cat muttered.

Allison laughed before sobering up as she looked at Cat again, "Have you ever known you were supposed to do things one way, but your guy is telling you to run in the opposite direction?"

"You mean, like when Scott's telling me to stay home safe from everything although I feel like I can no longer do that?" Realizing what she just said, she inwardly groaned. "Not that's Scott's my guy, cause you know, I don't have a guy but I would think it was similar to that?"

"Exactly." Allison replied with a sigh. "You know that Bennett guy? The one you guys saw at Scott's work? He was one of my dad's guys. He was there when Dad decided to start my training. If I hadn't of left him there, maybe he would still be alive."

"Or maybe you would have been the next victim." She pointed out. "Al, please remember, whatever did this, it wasn't human or a werewolf. It took Bennett out no problem, so what was to stop him from taking you out too?"

"How do we know that? What if it was Derek that killed him? Scott says he's not as bad as I think he is but he's not as good as Scott thinks he is either."

"I don't think Scott thinks he's good and amazing but maybe he isn't that bad. He didn't turn me against my will and he had chances to. But he didn't kill Bennett. The vet said as much, whatever did it has the ability to paralyze their victims. It was that thing we saw that night at Isaac's house and Stiles saw it at the mechanic after it paralyzed him. I saw it, it's the same thing."

"How did you see it?" Allison asked, staring suspiciously at her.

Cat blinked at her as she realized what she had said. "I- uh was there with you that night, remember?"

"But you made it seem like you were there when Stiles was. How else could you compare?"

"just what Stiles told us." She was saved from explaining further by another knock on her front door. "Well look at me, I'm Ms. Popular today. Be right back."

She rushed to the door, answering it with a look of relief before a pained look crossed her face.

"Scott."

"You seemed to be having issues." He replied with a small smile.

"Really? Must you eavesdrop on everything?" She asked with a cross look.

Scott's smile only grew. "You and Allison alone, of course I'm going to listen. Do you not want to tell her yet?"

"World of no. I know I said I wouldn't hide who I am but that doesn't mean I have to go advertise it. Not yet anyways, when I can find a way I guess, I will try, really. Are you here to study?"

"Did you forget to breathe?" He asked, holding up his books as he moved into her house and down to her room.

"Scott, I didn't know you'd be here." Allison stood up to kiss her boyfriend.

"Cat is making sure I don't fail everything, fun, really."

"Good. I should get going though, if anyone decided to follow me they would've seen Scott come in and they should be storming your place at any moment."

"Do they want a cat?" Cat hopefully asked as Ralph padded into her room and jumped up onto her bed.

Allison laughed, kissing Scott before hugging Cat. "Still no luck, huh? I'll see you guys later and don't worry, I'll show myself out."

She left and the two remaining teens stared at each other until they heard the front door close and Allison's car leave the driveway.

Cat reached out her hand, grabbing at the empty air. "Oh man, I can feel the awkwardness."

Scott looked guiltily at his books. "This is all my fault."

"Not exactly innocent here." She sat down and faced him. "We need to talk about this. It has to stop."

He looked miserable but nodded anyways. "I don't want it to."

"We don't have a choice. Scott, you're… awesome, I like you but I can't do this to Allison or myself even."

"Neither can I." He raised a hand to cup her cheek. "I'm really sorry for everything; I didn't mean to hurt you or Allison. I'm just really confused. I love Allison but I'm not going to lie, I'm falling in love with you as well."

She inhaled sharply. She wanted to tell him she felt the same way. She did. He was amazing, he understood her, she was completely head over heels in love with him, which is why she had to stop it now before she ruined everyone's friendships with one another.

"I don't feel the same way." She whispered. "You're cool and everything but I'm nowhere near falling in love with you, which is why you're better off working this out with Allison."

He stared at her, feeling sadness, anger and disappointment. He was so sure she felt the same way but maybe she was right and he should work it all out with Allison. Cat could see his emotions clearly as his hand was still touching her but fought to keep her face impassive as she gently pulled his hand away.

"I won't stop helping you, I never will, you're like my best friend."

"You're pretty amazing, you know that Cat?"

She shrugged, feeling anything but, as she forced a smile to her face. "Thanks I guess we should finish your homework from the other day, huh?"

He nodded, turning to his books. She had just pulled out their homework when he spoke again.

"Can I ask you something though? When you were with Derek that time, did he say anything about me?"

She shook her head, "Not that I remember but I was kind of busy being terrified."

He was quiet for a few moments. "Do you think I should be a part of his pack?"

"No. Hell no. Hell fucking no." She snapped. "Over my dead body."

"I'm alone. I'm an Omega; I can't protect everyone by myself."

"Is that what you're worried about?" She asked. "Protecting all of us?"

"Wouldn't you if you were me?" He asked.

She contemplated her answer. "I think in a way, I already am. If I see something bad about to happen, I'm going to do my damndest to stop it, even if that means going against what my mother said in her journal about letting the future play out. I know what she wrote but sometimes I wonder, I was given this ability, this clairvoyancy and sometimes it lets me see the future. Why was I given this ability only to see things happen and not do anything about it? What if that's what drove my mom crazy. If I see something happen I'll do what I can to protect my friends, just like I know you'll try to do. And that's all we can do is try. It's not up to you and you alone to save the world Scott."

"Then why do I feel like it's my responsibility?" He asked.

"Spiderman." She replied.

Scott looked thoroughly confused, causing Cat to let out a small giggle.

"With great power come great responsibility. I totally just nerded it up."

He laughed along with her and she stuck her tongue out at him. "Now, get back to work. We need to get you caught up 'cause something tells me with everything we have to look into it, we'll need a leg up."

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"So we have a missing Principal, a dead hunter, three new wolves and a mystery kidnapping that only Cat saw." Allison summed up the next day at their lockers. She was facing her locker pretending to look through it while Cat stood at hers, Stiles in between them and Scott on the other side of her.

"Sounds about right." Scott said.

"And we don't think the Alpha werewolf in town had anything to do with any of it?" Allison asked and Cat couldn't help but wonder why she kept pushing the Derek thing.

"He made the wolves. But he didn't kidnap anybody. And I don't think he killed anybody." Scott replied.

"But you don't know that." Allison said with a frown.

"I don't know that." Scott confirmed.

"That's all I'm saying."

"Alrighty then." Stiles said, looking between the two.

"Hey Catty."

All four teens looked up to see Erica there a big smile on her face.

"Uh, we were in the middle of a conversation here." Allison snapped at her.

"What are you doing later?" the blonde asked, completely ignoring everyone else.

Before she could answer, Stiles answered for her. "I don't know about later, but right now Cat's having a chat with us. As in, not with you."

Erica turned to him with a big fake pout. "Aww, did Stiles get his little feelings hurt 'cause a girl kicked his ass outside of Boyd's house? Poor baby."

Cat had forgotten that Stiles had told her about that. "Erica, seriously? Why?"

Erica rolled her eyes. "You should really learn to keep better company Catty."

"Stay away from her." Allison snapped.

The female werewolf sent her a smirk before turning back to her petite friend. "Catty, Scott's girlfriend wants me to stay away from you. But if I were Scott's girlfriend, I'd be a lot more worried about him than about you. I know I am more than a little worried about Scott."

"What are you talking about?" Scott asked in a low voice.

"Oh, Scotty. I'm sure you've figured out by now that Derek has a pack. And that you're not in it. What does that make Scotty now? Oh, yeah. An Omega. The lone wolf. Good luck with that."

Scott stepped forward but Cat held up a hand to stop him. "Erica, let's talk."

"No." Scott, Stiles and Allison cried.

"She's not going to hurt me." Cat told them.

"She tried to bite you last time." Scott reminded her.

"Yes but Derek won't let her now, will he?" She asked, looking at Erica.

"No." The blonde werewolf petulantly replied.

"Then I'm fine, and I won't be far, just let me talk to her." She reached out and grabbed Erica's wrist to pull her away. The moment she made contact, she let out a shout of surprise, her body convulsing as she lost her balance. Distantly, she felt someone prying her fingers away from Erica's wrist and when she lost contact, the convulsing stopped and she let in a sharp breath as she opened her eyes. Her head was in Erica's lap as Scott, Stiles and Allison stared down at her.

"Catty?" Erica called, moving to brush her friends hair away from her face.

"Don't." Scott said, grabbing her wrist.

"I can touch my friend if I want." Erica snapped.

"You can, but don't just yet, let her get her bearings."

"What just happened?" Allison asked.

"Is there a crowd?" Cat weakly whispered, feeling drained.

Erica glanced around. "No. The bell rang and it was already emptying. What's wrong Catty, if I didn't know better, I would swear you were having a seizure but you're not epileptic."

Cat ignored her, holding a hand out for Scott to help her up, figuring since he knew about her, he would be the safest right now. He grabbed her hand and when they made contact she let out a cry of pain, feeling as though someone had mowed her down and bones were breaking in her leg. Scott immediately pried her hands away from him as she curled up into a ball on the floor in fear and pain.

"What is going on?" Allison cried.

"Catty, talk to me." Erica pleaded.

"We need to move her before a teacher comes out." Stiles whispered, looking around.

"How?" Scott asked. "Obviously this is causing pain for her."

"I'll carry her." Erica said, reaching for her.

"No." Scott and Stiles cried.

Stiles stood up and began searching through Allison's locker, grabbing a pair of gloves then a jacket before handing them to Erica. "Put these on first." Off of Erica's look, he rolled his eyes. "trust me and just do it."

"I can-" Scott began but was cut off by Stiles.

"You have short sleeves and won't fit into Allison's jacket. Just let her do it, we need to move."

"What's going on?" Allison asked again as Erica put on the jacket and gloves and picked Cat up, who began to softly cry.

"Where to?" Erica asked.

"The locker rooms?" Stiles suggested. "Coach is teaching so there's no gym this period."

The group quickly made their way to the locker room, Scott and Stiles grabbing a bunch of towels before Erica placed the crying girl on top of them.

"What happened to Catty?" Erica demanded to know.

The two guys exchanged a look, not sure how to explain it. They really didn't want Erica knowing because she would more than likely report it to Derek and they didn't know what that meant for Cat.

"Just tell us." Allison said, her worry overshadowing the fact that Erica was there and they were all seemingly getting along now that Cat was in trouble.

"It's broken." Cat whimpered.

"What is Catty? What's wrong?" Erica asked, brushing her hair back now that she was wearing the gloves.

"My leg, it's broken."

"Did you break your leg?" Stiles asked Scott who shook his head.

"Not yet." Cat whimpered.

Stiles shook his head. "Great, just what we need."

Erica moved to her friend's leg, pushing up the pants to see if the bones were broken. She had no idea when Cat had broken her leg but she might as well check. "Catty, it's not broken."

"Will someone just please tell us what's going on?" Allison begged.

"Fine." Scott relented. He had been hoping Cat would have come out of it by now and have some sort of explanation but she was still on the floor, crying, curled up on her side, her head once again in Erica's lap as she held the gloved hand of the blonde.

"Cat is… a seer."

Erica and Allison both stared at Scott.

"A seer?" Allison asked.

Stiles nodded. "She can see the future, the past, pretty much anything upon skin to skin contact."

"That's ridiculous." Erica said. "This has never happened before."

"She doesn't always have control over it." Stiles continued. "Sometimes she's fine, sometimes it just happens."

"How come nobody told me?" Allison asked, sounding hurt.

"It's not common knowledge. We found out by accident and she's embarrassed by it." Scott told her.

"Why?" Erica asked. "She has like, her own super power."

"Really, Erica?" Stiles asked motioning to the girl still curled up on the floor. "Does that look like a super power?"

"Broken legs are not a super power." Cat whispered, causing everyone to look at her.

"It's not broken though." Erica said.

"It feels like it." She groaned, trying to straighten out her limbs.

"Catty, what happened?"

"Exactly what Scott and Stiles told you. I see what I shouldn't. I'm a freak."

"you're not a freak." Erica softly told her.

"Can I just- please I just need- give me a few minutes? Go to class, I'll catch up with you guys in a bit."

"Not if you're hurt." Allison told her.

"I'm not. I'm starting to feel better, it just takes a lot out of me. Please, just leave me alone." Cat was now sitting up, refusing to look at anyone, her hair covering her face as she focused on a spot on the ground.

Scott motioned everyone to leave before sitting in front of Cat. "You don't have to be upset." He told her.

"Yes, I do." She peeked up at him from behind her hair. "I wanted to tell Allison before something like that happened and it makes me nervous that Erica knows. She's going to tell Derek."

"I know." Scott quietly replied. "He's not going to turn you against your will though."

"What if Allison's family find out?"

"they hunt werewolves, they won't hurt you."

"We don't know that. What if Derek or Gerard try to use me for their purposes?"

"They won't. I won't let anyone get to you."

She smiled weakly at him. "You can't protect me forever. Especially with a broken leg."

"When?"

"Lacrosse game. Be careful, okay?"

Scott nodded. "What about Erica?"

"I don't know." She replied with a shrug. "She had a seizure or something. It was really weird and fuzzy. I don't understand." She closed her eyes and took deep breaths in an attempt to focus herself. "We need to get to class. I need to get to the office and see if my keys work."

"No." scott told her. "Go to class, then go home, we'll move onto Allison's plan. She'll get the keys from Gerard."

Stiles crashed back into the room. "Problem, we have a problem." Allison and Erica entered in behind him. "The school break-in? They found blood. Erica overheard some teachers talking about it."

"How come I didn't know about a break in?" Erica asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's on a need to know basis." Stiles told her "And you definitely don't need to know."

Erica smirked at him. "But now I do."

"Where was the blood?" Scott asked, ignoring their bickering.

"In the nurses office with some animal hair." Stiles explained.

"You didn't tell him the best part." Erica said. "The blood? Was black."

"So it was dried up?" Cat asked.

"No, it means there was an injured werewolf." Stiles told her. "I saw it when Derek was shot with a wolfsbane bullet."

"So what does this mean now?" She asked.

"I don't know, that the police might be poking around more? Just be on your guard."

Cat tiredly rubbed at her forehead. "Fine. Of course. I need to get to class."

"I'll walk you." Erica said, glaring at the others, challenging them with her eyes to try and stop her.

"Whatever." Cat muttered, waving at everyone before leaving the room, Erica following behind her.

"Catty, come on, let's talk."

"I don't want to." The smaller girl replied.

"Tough, you're going to." She reached out to grab Cat who pulled away at the last second.

"Don't touch me." She hissed.

"I'm worried about you."

Cat let out a humorless laugh. "Please, last time you tried to turn me into a werewolf. You're not worried about me, you just want to tell Derek about me."

Erica stopped short. "Cat, you're my friend."

"No." The other girl snapped, turning around. "I was your friend before but now, you have a pack, you have a family and they're your friends. You said yourself Scott was an Omega, without a pack but guess what, I'm on his side, I'm helping him and I will not help you. I will not let you or Derek or anyone use me."

"I wouldn't do that to you." Erica whispered.

Cat angrily swiped at the tears that spilled from her eyes. "If not you, then someone else. You don't have a clue what this is like. It's scary, it's draining, I'm terrified of touching people because of what could happen. It stresses me out because it sometimes physically hurts me and the last thing I need is more people finding out and deciding that my little abilities would be a big help to them. So please, just leave me alone right now." She stomped off down the hallway, leaving Erica looking after her with a sad look on her face.

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