and as it goes... early update at 150 reviews.

So.. i've started writing into season 3... I'm going my own direction but will probably either change or add the actual storyline when it airs... like, do we REALLY have to wait until next June? That kills me... so much :(

Chances are, I might not have all this posted by the time Season 3 rolls around... who knows LOL... so it might work out. and i can't believe there is a pairing name now for Cat and Scott... Scat... So cute... LOL... as I've mentioned before, pairings are not set in stone... and if something happens you don't like, keep reading, it may change again ;)

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Cat had run away wanting to gather her bearings before trying to speak or even make sense of what had just happened. She felt that her grip on her sanity was tenuous at best right now and didn't want to push it. She had never felt so spooked or confused in her life. She couldn't even explain it properly, she didn't know how to.

She stopped in the office, about to go inside when she saw Scott's mom entering the office to talk to Victoria. She moved so she couldn't be seen, eavesdropping on the conversation.

"I was under the impression they were no longer dating. In fact I thought Scott was seeing someone else. Our student aide, her name is Catalina." Victoria was saying.

Cat closed her eyes and sighed.

"I was under that impression that they weren't dating too. And if you mean… Cat, I think her name was? She's just his tutor." Melissa was saying. "So I think him and Allison are still seeing each other and more… a lot more."

"How do you know it isn't Catalina?" Victoria asked, her voice sounding strained.

"Allison is the only one he's ever talked about like that. He keeps telling me that this other girl is just his tutor."

Cat quietly groaned.

"I actually found something on his desk. A box that contained many… things…or should have and it was… almost empty. I just want to make sure they continue to be safe. They are so far."

"I couldn't agree more."

Hearing enough, Cat walked away. It wasn't hard to figure out what box Scott's mom was talking about and it was almost empty and she had sex with him once so where did the rest of the condoms go. Perhaps she just assumed it was his first time too, she didn't have a clue that him and Allison were having sex. Were they still when he was all over her? Great, she had really screwed everything up this time.

"Cat, wait."

She turned stricken eyes toward him and Scott rushed up to her, grabbing her shoulders.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked.

She lifted her arms up, breaking away from his hold on her shoulders.

"Cat, talk to me." He pleaded. "What did Jackson do to you?"

"I wasn't your first, was I?" She whispered.

He gave her a confused look before shaking his head when he realized what she was talking about.

"I thought as much, I mean, I just assumed I guess but that's not issue." she stopped and took a deep breath not wanting to ask the question but feeling she had to anyways. "When were you last with Allison?"

"Cat, what's going on?" He asked again in an attempt to not answer.

"Answer the question." She told him, her voice low as she looked anywhere but at him.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know, a couple days ago, maybe?"

She let out a small humorless laugh. "Seriously. Seriously?" She shook her head as she stepped back. "Heads up, even though you don't deserve it, your mom knows, and so does Allison's mom. Have fun getting out of that one."

She left him standing there with his jaw dropped as she walked away to class, slumping into a seat at the back of the room just as the bell rang. She finished the rest of her classes in a haze and when three o' clock came around, grabbed her books to go home, getting to the front doors before she remembered she had detention. Letting out a groan, she turned back around and went to the library. She was the last one to arrive and Mr. Harris made sure she knew it too.

"So good of you to join us Cathleen." He sneered.

"Her name is Cat." Scott snapped, glaring at him from the table he sat at with Stiles.

"Don't help me." She hissed, taking a seat beside Erica who was sitting at a table by herself. Allison, Matt and Jackson were at another table, as far as possible from Scott and Stiles.

"What's wrong, Catty?" Erica asked her in a low voice.

"Nothing." She sullenly replied, opening up a note book.

"Did Jackson do something to you?" She asked. "Because Scott's over there threatening to kill Jackson, forget helping him anymore, he wants to straight up kill Jackson."

"I don't care." She replied, looking down at her notebook.

"I don't buy that." The blonde replied.

"I don't care." Cat snapped, louder.

"Ms. Danvers." Mr. Harris warned her.

Cat glared at him.

"Okay, something is definitely going on." Erica said, staring hard at her tiny friend. "I know about Jackson so if you're hiding that-"

"I'm not."

"Catty."

"Erica." Cat cried. "Please just let it go."

Jackson started making pained noises and grabbing his head.

"You okay?" Matt asked as the other guy picked up his bag.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Are you alright?" Mr. Harris asked. "You don't look so good."

"I just need some water." Jackson rasped as he all but ran out of the room.

"No one leaves their seats." The teacher warned them as he followed after Jackson.

He was no more than seconds out of the room when Stiles and Scott moved over to their table, Stiles sitting beside Erica and Scott beside Cat. The short haired girl didn't look up as she lifted one side of her notebook and continued writing, not really paying attention to what she was writing.

"Cat, talk to me please?" Scott begged her.

"It was you?" Erica asked, a scowl crossing her features. "You upset my Catty?"

"You said you know what happened to Jackson's parents, right?" Stiles asked, trying to get the conversation on track.

"Maybe." Erica replied, staring at Cat.

"Talk." Scott begged her.

She turned to glare at Scott. "It was a car accident. My dad was the insurance investigator and every time he saw Jackson drive by in his Porsche he'd make a comment about the huge settlement he'd be getting when he's 18."

"So not only is Jackson rich now but he'll be getting even richer when he's 18?" Stiles asked in disbelief.

"Yup." Erica replied.

"There's something that's deeply wrong with that."

"You know what?" Erica said. "I think I can find the insurance reports in my dad's inbox. He keeps everything. I just need to get into his email. Cat?" She opened up her laptop and slid it over to the hacker.

Cat sighed as she closed her notebook and pulled the laptop over to her, passing it back not even a minute later with her dad's inbox up.

"How do you do that?" Stiles asked in awe. "I mean, I'm good but not that fast good."

She shrugged just as the intercom came on.

"Scott McCall please report to the principal's office."

Everyone looked at him, including Cat, who knew exactly what he was being called for.

"What did you do?" Stiles asked.

"Had lots and lots of sex with Allison." Cat quietly muttered so only the two werewolves could hear her.

"Whoa, is that what this is about?" Erica asked, glaring at Scott, who sighed.

"Cat, please, just talk to me." Scott begged her.

"You're being called to the office." She told him with a raised eyebrow. "You should probably go and talk your way out of that one."

He sighed, getting up and leaving the room.

"What's going on?" Stiles asked.

"I'm an idiot is what's going on." Cat said, turning back to Erica. "You find it yet?"

"Hold on." Erica told her. A few minutes later, she grinned. "Got it."

Cat moved her chair over to the other side of the table so she could look at it with them. She had just settled down when Jackson and Mr. Harris came back. The teacher didn't tell her and Stiles to move so they continued on with what they were doing.

"Look at the dates." Stiles said.

"Passenger arrived at the hospital DOA. Estimated time of death 9:26 PM, June 14, 1995." Erica read aloud.

"Jackson's birthday is June 15th." Stiles told them as they all exchanged looks.

Mr. Harris gathered his stuff so the students started packing up, stopping when he began to chuckle. "No, I'm sorry, yes, I'm leaving. But none of you are. You may go when you're done with the re-shelving." He patted the trollies of books. "Enjoy the rest of your evening." He left with a smirk, leaving the students staring after him in disbelief.

"Douchebag." Cat muttered, dropping her books back down as she moved to grab one of the trollies. Stiles caught up with her, working beside her.

"You're not okay." He noted.

"No, I'm not." She replied.

"Why?"

"Always straight to the point, huh Stiles?" She began shelving the books. When he didn't say anything, she sighed. "I'm just regretting certain things."

"Like what?"

"What did you find out?" Allison asked, moving down their row.

"Wait till Scott gets here." Stiles told her.

"I'm here." Scott said coming up behind Cat. "What's up?"

She turned to look at him, noticing he looked kind of nervous. "We found out that his parents died on June 14th." She began.

"Which means he was born after his mom died by C-section." Stiles continued. "They had to pull him out of her dead body."

They all turned when they heard someone growling, watching Erica walk by as she glared at Scott. Cat couldn't help it she let out a small snort of laughter.

"What?" Allison asked.

Cat shook her head as she grabbed some more books and left them, following Erica to her section.

"Say the word and I'll make him hurt." The blonde werewolf told her.

Cat shrugged. "It takes two to tango."

"Two to- Catty are you telling me you lost your V card to him?"

Cat shushed her as she went bright red. "Who said I had a V card to lose?"

Erica raised an eyebrow and Cat blushed and looked away. "It was a mistake." She muttered.

"Because he's with Allison?"

Cat sighed, her lower lip trembling. "He said he wanted to be with me and that he loved me, so yeah, I – we- did but I really don't think he has plans to really dump Allison. He was having sex with her probably the day before."

"Oh god, Catty." Erica grabbed her, pulling her into a hug. "I'm so sorry. Can I please go scratch his face?"

Cat laughed, wiping at the few stray tears. "No, I'll be fine, it's just… it's big, ya know? But it's like not, because so much is going on. I miss you Erica. We may not have been super best friends but you were who I always talked to."

"I still can be." Erica reminded her, wiping away a tear on her friend's cheek. "You were and are my best friend Catty. You've always cared, even when no one else did." She stopped, her head cocking to the side. "Did you hear that?"

She shook her head, following Erica's line of sight to see Scott walking past their aisle. A loud bang came from above them as books and sparks showered down. Erica wolfed out, pushing Cat down and covering her as Scott called out the she wolf's name. When the worst of the debris had fallen, Erica got up with a growl, looking around to find the threat.

Cat looked up, her eyes widening as Jackson crouched behind her blonde friend. "Erica," She screamed, pointing behind her.

The blonde felt something and she turned around as she seized up, letting out a strangled cry as she fell to the ground. Cat crawled over to her friend, forgetting the potential danger as she checked Erica over. She looked up in time to see Scott go flying past and she continued on to the end of the aisle and poked her head around the side to check on him. He got up and shook his head, seeing her and grabbing her wrist, pulling her down the aisle with him, Allison and Stiles.

"No, Erica's there." She cried, trying to get back to her friend.

"She'll be fine." Scott told her, pulling her behind him.

"No, she's hurt." She tried again to leave but Scott passed her to Stiles who held her back.

They all turned to watch Jackson at the chalkboard, half his face looking like the kanima and seemingly not in control of that half of his body as his hand raised with a piece of chalk.

STAY OUT OF MY WAY OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL.

He jumped out the window and the four stood up, staring at the chalkboard.

"Hey." Stiles said, running to Erica when he noticed her.

Cat turned and seeing her friend shaking, ran to her, laying her head in her lap as Stiles held her. "My vision." She cried. "She's having a seizure."

"We need to get her to a hospital." Stiles yelled.

"He's alive." Allison cried, having gone to check on Matt.

"No." Erica cried. "D-Derek. G-get me to D-Derek."

Scott started protesting, saying she needed a hospital but Cat shot him down. "She wants Derek."

Scott looked over at Allison who told him to go. Scott shook his head, running over to where Allison was.

"Scott, we don't have time." Cat screeched, not caring how panicked and upset she sounded. Tears were streaming down her face and she didn't care about those either.

"D-Don't cry, C-Catty." Erica told her.

"Just stay quiet." Cat told her, brushing some hair back.

"I'm staying here with you." She heard Scott telling Allison.

"No." Cat cried, not caring that she was interrupting their conversation or how bitchy she sounded. "Fix things with your little girlfriend later Scott, because if you don't help me with Erica right now, so help me god, I will let Derek bite me just so I can kick your ass."

Stiles stared at her in disbelief and she could hear a small broken chuckle from Erica.

"Cat." Allison exclaimed and she looked over to see her staring at her in disbelief and Scott staring at her with something akin to hurt.

"I'm sorry Allison- no, I'm not. You're not having a seizure. Erica shouldn't be having one and it scares the hell out of me. Now stop arguing and fucking help her." She yelled the last part, the tenuous hold she felt she had on herself snapping completely.

"Yo-you'd d-do that for m-me?" Erica asked.

"fucking rights I would."

"It doesn't feel right." Scott was telling Allison.

"I need to call Matt an ambulance, it's okay." the brunette replied.

"No, it's not." Scott argued.

"It-it doesn't mean anything." Allison told him.

"But it feels like it does." He whispered.

"Scott go." She told him. "GO."

Cat looked at Stiles, the tears coming faster now from hurt, anger and frustration. "Help me, please? We can carry her."

"What about Scott?" Stiles asked, looking almost confused by her reaction.

"I don't give a fuck about Scott anymore." She screeched, wiping at the tears. "He's too busy with Allison who's just going to be calling an ambulance because Matt will be fine while my friend is here dying."

"Catty, I-I won't d-die. Pr-promise."

Scott finally came over and picked Erica up, shooting a hurt look at Cat who shot an angry one right back. She was beyond hurt by everything that had happened today. More so that he had almost chosen Allison while Erica's life was in danger.

"Don't you dare give me that look." She hissed at him, following him and Stiles out of the room.

Allison watched them go, confused by Cat's reaction. She knew the seer was scared for her friend but there seemed to be more there that she wasn't picking up on.

She called an ambulance, noticing a book on the floor near the tables, the same book that Cat had been writing in since the beginning of detention. She dashed over to get it, returning to Matt as she looked through the book. Her jaw dropped at what was written there and she closed the book and put it in her bag. She would need to look through it later as this could be the key to why Cat was acting so weird.

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"Where do we go?" Stiles asked, once they were in his jeep.

Everyone shrugged and Erica was non responsive.

"Erica." Cat softly called. "I want you to concentrate on where we're going okay? I'm going to find out where we're going, okay?" She hesitantly reached out a hand to touch Erica, when Scott batted her hand away.

"Are you crazy? You'll go into a seizure too."

"But I'll save Erica." She snapped, pushing his arm away and touching her friends cheek. Immediately, she began convulsing, only stopping when Scott took her hand away. She slumped forward, in between the front seats trying to gather her bearings before she finally sat up, her head now pounding as her vision swam. She relayed the directions to Stiles, focusing hard on getting it all out before she pitched over to the side in the back seat. She was still conscious but everything was going fuzzy, her mouth felt like cotton and she was dizzy, she could feel herself slipping away and fought hard to not be lost.

"Cat?" Scott called, sounding worried.

She didn't respond, unable to form the words as she fought to keep her eyes open.

"I don't know what's going on." Scott told Stiles.

"Let's get Erica to Derek, perhaps she'll come out of it." Stiles sounded unsure but he didn't know what else to do.

When they arrived, Scott carried Erica while Stiles reached in the back seat to pick up Cat. She was a lot smaller and therefore easier for him to carry her.

When they reached the abandoned train, Scott yelled out for Derek who came running in, taking her from Scott and laying her down, Stiles handed Cat off to Scott, kneeling down to place Erica's head in his lap.

"Is she going to die?" Stiles asked, sounding scared.

"No." Cat whispered.

"She might. She's not healing from the seizure." Derek answered, looking at his wolf before looking at Scott and Cat. "What's wrong with her?"

"No." Cat whispered, still not wanting Derek to know about her. She took deep breaths and tried to focus. Erica was hurt, she couldn't lose herself. "Put me down."

"She hit her head." Scott explained before looking down at Cat. "That's not a good idea."

"Put me down." She said only slightly louder.

He put her on her feet, holding her around the waist as she tried to gather her bearings.

"Can you help her?" She asked Derek, sinking to her knees beside Erica. She wanted to hold her hand, do something for her friend but feared what would happen to her and it made her so angry that she couldn't be there when her friend needed her.

"This is going to hurt." Derek warned them grabbing Erica's arm and breaking it.

"A broken arm?" Stiles asked in disbelief as the blonde began screaming her arms reaching out and clutching the nearest thing which just happened to be Cat's arm.

Cat screamed as she pulled away, fearing what would happen to her. She bumped into Scott's legs, who pulled her back out of reach.

"What the hell?" Derek asked, staring at her oddly.

Cat looked at her arm, as if expecting bones to break now even though Erica wasn't touching her. Nothing had triggered it this time, she was okay.

"I still need to get the venom out." Derek told them "and this is really where it's going to hurt."

He squeezed her arm, causing Erica to scream louder and Cat couldn't stand her friend being in so much pain, lunging forward to grab her hand, but Scott grabbed her to stop her

"Catty, no," Erica moaned in between the cries of pain. "I don't want to hurt you."

"It's ok." Cat whispered, watching as she tried not to cry.

Erica finally began to relax, leaning back against Stiles as she looked at him. "Stiles, you make a good batman." She whispered before passing out.

When Derek was done, he left the train, Scott following after him.

"Are you okay?" Stiles asked Cat, not looking up from Erica.

"I'm fine but I have this weird feeling."

"Like bad weird?"

She shrugged before looking to where Derek and Scott had left. "Oh my god." She whispered as she finally figured out what it was. She scrambled up from the floor, rushing after the two werewolves.

Cat walked up behind Scott as he was talking to Derek.

"I'm going to help you stop him, as part of your pack."

"NO." Cat yelled, rushing forward and pushing Scott. "no, you can't."

"I have to, we need to work together to stop Jackson."

"Don't join his pack." She begged him. "Please, don't."

"Catalina, I'm not going to hurt Scott." Derek told her. "We're stronger together as a pack."

"No." Cat cried, the tears coming faster.

"One condition." Scott told Derek. "We're gonna catch him, not kill him."

"And?" Derek pressed.

"We do it my way."

Derek nodded. "Fine."

"No." Cat screamed, pushing Scott again. "You bastard, you can't do this."

"Cat-" Scott began, reaching out for her.

She pushed his chest. "How could you do this to me? You know what will happen. And what about you? You'll lose Allison."

"I told you I don't want to be with-"

"You're a liar Scott McCall. Today proved that, you do want to be with her. How could you do this to me?" She began to sob as she pushed him again but this time, he didn't move back, stepping forward instead to wrap his arms around her.

"Why?" she cried. Her legs crumbled beneath her and he scooped her up as she sobbed against his chest.

She had lost Scott to Allison, she had lost Scott to Derek's pack and more than likely, she just had her life signed over.

For what? She didn't quite know yet.

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