As you can see, maybe or maybe not, I'm cleaning up and working on other stories... gotta pass the time until next season somehow, right? LOL

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School on Monday was fun. And by fun, she meant totally 100% completely awkward on so many levels. Her and Scott had yet to talk. When she got up, he was already gone, having gotten a ride from Stiles and she was stuck walking. For someone who claimed he hated her going to school alone, he didn't seem to have a problem leaving her to do it. Fortunately Erica showed up to walk with her but Cat couldn't help but wonder why she had all the body guards all of a sudden. Unfortunately, now that Erica knew she was missing the day they all had detention, she caught her up on the parts she was still missing. Mainly how upset she was with Scott that day and how he had had sex with Allison only the day before she had lost her virginity to him. Needless to say, she was even angrier at him.

She also felt awkward about the kiss with Isaac and wasn't quite ready to share it with anyone just yet, even Erica. When they got to school and she went to the office, Gerard had stormed in and glared at her as he walked past like he really did want to kill her now and she couldn't figure out why. As far as she knew, no one, except for a select few, knew that she was even at the Rave on Friday. Not even Allison was aware.

Allison. Now there was an awkward conversation waiting to happen. How do you go up to one of your closest friends and say 'heeeeeyyyy, so, your mom tried to kill your boyfriend, except he's not really your boyfriend. He's mine and has been for a while. So sorry.' Allison was wicked deadly with a crossbow, she didn't want to get on her bad side. She also worried about how she would react around Victoria but luckily she didn't show up that morning.

The moment she was able to, she slipped out of the office and to her locker and was met by Allison who gave her a small strained smile.

"Have you spoken to Scott?" the taller girl asked.

Cat shrugged. "Kind of. We had a huge fight and the jerk totally left this morning with Stiles, leaving me to explain the awkwardness to his mom."

Allison shot her a puzzled look. "Why were you at Scott's house? Did you stay there or something? And why?"

It was then that Cat realized that Allison had no clue about her new living arrangements. Quickly, she explained to the other teen what exactly had transpired that night with her dad and how Isaac had saved her and brought her to Scott's house and that Melissa was now letting her stay there, in her own room of course.

"You could've come to me." Allison said with a small frown.

"No, I couldn't have." Cat replied. "I love you Allison but your family creeps me out and I don't want them knowing about me or finding out or holding me down until I spill all of Scott's secrets."

"They wouldn't do that. They haven't done that to me."

"Because you're an Argent and you're not the one supposedly dating Scott right now. Thanks, but no."

"I'm sorry." Allison replied. "I've just been so caught up in my own world as of late, I should've been there for you better."

Cat waved her off though. "You have more important things on your mind. Like, I know you said you would bring Alicia to Deaton after I texted you the okay. Did you? How did it go?"

Allison quickly glanced around to make sure they were alone and no camera was pointed towards her face. "He's doing all he can but it doesn't look good. She was shot with wolfsbane which is why she hasn't healed yet. He says he's seen it before in wolves that are grieving, it slows the healing process. And she is grieving. She wasn't alone when she came to Beacon Hills, she came with her boyfriend who got caught in one of Gerard's trap and she watched as he cut him in half."

Cat shuddered at the memory she had seen from Scott what seemed like forever ago.

"She was hiding until I stumbled across her the next night. So she took off and I tracked her all the way to the school where she collapsed, exhausted and injured. She was crying. She wasn't making any sense. And I still had my bow and arrow in my hands. I really scared her. I felt so sorry for her. What if she dies?"

Cat gave her a sympathetic smile. "I hope she doesn't."

The bell rang and the two girls exchanged a quick goodbye before leaving for class.

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After school Cat looked around for Scott and Stiles but they had already left, leaving her fuming. What the hell? They had ignored her all day and now they just left?

"Where are your bodyguards?" Isaac asked, walking up behind her.

She shrugged, her face heating up as she glanced at him. "I haven't the slightest clue. Scott's still pissy."

"Pissy or not, you shouldn't be walking alone right now, you think he'd know that."

"It's daylight and I'm a big girl. I think I can make it home by myself."

Isaac shrugged. "No can do."

Realization hit her as she stopped and stared at him. "Oh my god, you last night and right now, Erica this morning. I have bodyguards, Scott or no Scott."

"Busted." He said with a small grin. "Derek doesn't want you being alone."

"Since when does Derek care about me?"

"Since he found out what you can do. Since you came and talked to him yesterday. I wouldn't say he cares about you because this is Derek after all but it's safe to say he cares what happens to you."

Cat frowned. "Do I ever get to be alone again?"

"Sure, when the Kanima is taken care of."

She rolled her eyes. "Ridiculous."

"Not really. You should feel special, almost like you're famous or something." He grinned down at her.

"Except, you know, I'm not. So the Omega is at Deaton's now. It's not healing 'cause of grief, Gerard cut her boyfriend in half."

"That was her boyfriend?" Isaac asked. "I heard about that."

"I saw it, thanks to Scott." She shuddered again at the memory.

"Have you gotten the rest of your stuff from your old place?" He suddenly asked.

She shook her head. "I was hoping to use Scott's muscles and Stiles jeep but since they're avoiding me, it will have to wait until they're a little less… avoidy." She scrunched up her nose at the last word, causing him to chuckle.

"I don't have a car but I have werewolf strength if you wanted to grab a few more things."

Cat smiled up at him. "Thanks. I'm mostly worried about that stupid cat, she's probably starving."

"You have a cat that you call stupid?"

"I hate cats." She muttered.

Isaac laughed. "Cat hates-"

"You finish that and I'll make you hurt. Everyone has said that to me, it's old."

They continued on to her old house, making small talk the whole way. When they arrived, she went to use her house key when she noticed the door was slightly open but there was no car in the driveway. She shot a fearful look at Isaac who stepped forward, pushing her behind him.

"Stay here." He warned her.

She nodded, watching as he quietly moved into her house. Moments later, he called for her to enter and when she met him in the front room, she looked around in worry, noticing most of the stuff was gone, all that remained was a few trinkets that had belonged to her and her mother.

"What the hell is going on?"

He shook his head. "His scent is old, I think he left. But there's something else I should tell you about, your room-"

Cat's nostrils flared, a scent hitting her nose and she bit down on her lower lip in an attempt to stop the tears as she turned and ran for her room before Isaac could tell her the whole story. Nothing could prepare her for what was in her room though. Her furniture, what little she had, was all broken and thrown around the room. On her mirror in marker was written Slut, Whore, Freak, Witch anything and everything her father ever called her was on there. All her clothes, her personal items that she hadn't taken were in the middle of the room, torched but that wasn't all, on top of the pile of clothing was a mound of black and as she stepped closer to see what it was when the smell hit her and she knew exactly what it was. Isaac grabbed her and pulled her out of the room but she pushed past him, running to the bathroom where she emptied the contents of her stomach. When she was done, she sat down against the tub, her head on her knees as she tried not to think about what she had just seen.

Isaac knelt down in front of her, a look of disgust and disbelief on his face. "I'm kind of glad I got you out of here, your dad is sick and twisted and this is coming from someone who had a dad like mine."

"That was my cat. He burnt my cat. I wasn't a big fan of Ralph but she grew on me and he just killed her and set her on fire. Who does that?"

"Do you want me to see if there's anything salvageable."

"I don't know if you could get the smell out. He left me here. He really abandoned his daughter." She looked at him with stricken eyes. Maybe they didn't have the best relationship but he was still her father.

"Cat-"

"Can we just leave please?" She asked in a small voice. "I don't care if I have to wear the same 3 outfits for the rest of my life, I want nothing more from here right now, I'll get my mom's stuff later."

He nodded, standing up and offering a hand to help her. She ignored it, standing on her own and crossing her arms over her chest. Without looking back she walked out of the place she had called home for the last year.

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When Isaac dropped her off at Scott's, he left with a hug and made her promise to call if she needed to get out of there again. She thanked him and went inside and to her room, locking her door. She knew Scott was home, had heard him moving around but chances were he wouldn't come talk to her anyways and she was okay with that right now.

All her personal items were gone. Ralph, poor little innocent Ralph, who had done nothing more than take a liking to her one night had to suffer because she didn't even think about taking her when she left. And her dad, her own flesh and blood had left her alone in this town. Scott was still so caught up in Allison, whether he said he was or not. She had seen them kiss, she had gotten brief glimpses of his feelings and now, she felt like she had no one.

There was only a matter of time before Scott told her to get out. Their fight was of epic proportions and since neither were willing to make the first move, how much longer would she have here? Probably not much at all, especially when she confronted him on the Allison issue.

Her phone beeped and she picked it up, biting back a sob at the message on her phone.

"You'll always have us Catty."

She replied with a message, gathered up her few meager belongings, wrote a note to Mrs. McCall before opening her window to throw her stuff out in case she ran into Scott. She didn't hear her bag hit the ground and she poked her head out to see Isaac there, holding her bag. He put it down and held his arms out and she looked at him as though he was crazy. He shrugged, motioning for her to jump and she took a deep breath before throwing first one and then the other leg over the ledge. She closed her eyes and jumped, holding her breath until she felt Isaac's arm grab her. She sighed as he quickly moved away from the house, putting some distance between them before setting her down on her feet.

"Did you even leave?" She asked.

He smiled and shook his head. "I called Erica, she messaged you, you messaged back and she told me to stay right there, you were coming out."

"Thank you." She quietly said.

"Won't McCall be pissed?"

"I left a note saying I was going home, that everything is fine and thank you for letting me stay there."

Isaac frowned. "Don't you think he'll just show up there and try to get you back?"

She shrugged. "We're fighting, he's ignoring me. So no, I'm not worried. In fact, I'm sure he was getting ready to kick me out soon anyways. Are you sure Derek won't mind?"

He shook his head. "It was his idea. I'm pretty sure you're considered pack."

She let out a snort of derision. "After all the flack I gave Scott for joining the pack too."

"We all do what we have to do." He quietly said.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do anymore." She whispered.

When they reached the abandoned subway car, Erica met them and grabbed Cat away from Isaac taking her as far away from the guys as possible. When they had the illusion of privacy, then and only then did Cat let herself break down.

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As much as she didn't want to go to school the next day, she went anyways. She just had to figure out a way to avoid any of her friends because she wasn't up to talking. She almost made it too. She had just pulled her books out of her locker at the end of the day when it was slammed shut on her.

"Why did you move out?"

She shrugged, turning and walking away.

"That's not an answer." Scott said, moving to follow her.

"That's all you're getting right now."

"Cat, you didn't have to leave."

"Yes I did." She replied.

"Can we talk about this?"

"No, we can't."

He turned and punched the nearest locker, causing her to stop and stare at him in alarm. He had dented the locker and she looked around, making sure no one was looking at them.

"Are you insane? You're on camera."

"I don't care." He snapped. "You just left with only a note to say you were leaving and everything was fine. That's bullshit Cat."

"We needed space. We had a huge fight, you were ignoring me, I had to get the hell out of there."

"No you didn't."

"Scott." She cried. "Please, just leave it alone and give me some space."

"You're not going to turn around and ask Derek for the bite now, are you?"

She glared at him.

"You don't need to be a werewolf Cat. I love you as you are, like this."

She sighed and looked down. "But not enough."

"What are you talking about?"

"You think I wouldn't find out about everything that happened on that day I forgot? I told Erica about you having sex with Allison like the day before me. She of course told me after I had forgotten everything. So how am I supposed to believe that you want to be with just me? Was that just some line you spewed to get me to sleep with you?"

"How can you even say that?" He snapped.

"Because you had sex with one girl, then had sex with another girl the next day, all while telling each girl you loved them. And I'm supposed to be okay with that? It's not supposed to bug me? Not to mention what an absolute horrible friend I am to Allison. Granted, when it comes to friendships and having friends, I'm mentally challenged but something tells me that I am an awful friend."

"Please, just come back." He begged her.

"No. I need time away from you and you need time to figure out what the hell you really want Scott."

His jaw clenched in anger. "Fine, whatever. Can you call my boss though, he called for you, says he has news about the animal you were boarding with him. I didn't know you took Ralph back."

At the mention of the poor innocent cat, her lower lip trembled, tears coming to her eyes.

"Cat?" he cautiously asked. "What's wrong? Is Ralph sick?"

She shook her head. "I'll call him, I- I need to go."

"Cat?" he reached out to grab her arm but she pulled away.

"I need to go." She left him in the hall, pulling out her phone as she walked away from him to call the Vet.

"Hi, it's Cat, Scott said you were looking for me?"

"Catalina, hello, thank you for getting back to me. I've been trying to reach Allison as well but as of yet, have not been able to."

"Is it Alicia?"

"yes, she's actually starting to improve, she's able to heal now but there is a major, major problem."

"What?" She asked.

Deaton sighed on the other end. "I had hoped we'd be able to avoid this, but it doesn't look like we'll be able to. I've seen this before. In fact, we've all seen it before in Peter Hale."

"Not me." She reminded him.

"I'm sure you've heard the story. This werewolf now has a vendetta and she is out for blood. Argent blood."

"Oh my god." She breathed. "Is Allison in danger?"

"Yes, you have to tell Allison, she needs to be warned. She's after Gerard and his entire family. Including Allison."

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