ackkkk I have not abandoned this! i broke so many computers i can't do anything... so i post when i can... thanks for your patience
at least this chapter is super long.. over 6000 words
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When Cat arrived at the Hale house, she turned the car off and jumped out, not bothering to close the door behind her as she ran into the house. When she passed the entrance way, she fell to her knees as wave after wave of everything that had happened in that house hit her. She covered her ears and closed her eyes tight in an attempt to block out the sounds and sights but they were still there, all in her mind and she did everything in her power to not curl up into a ball and start screaming her head off. She couldn't lose it now, not when people were depending on her.
"Catalina?"
She didn't know if someone was actually calling her as she continued to fight against the visions, now attempting to push down the bile she could feel in her throat. Someone called her name again and she finally opened her eyes as someone grabbed her wrists.
"Doc?" she looked at him in surprise, relieved that he had remembered to grab her jacket and not touch her skin. "What are you doing here?"
"I can ask you the same question."
"Derek was in trouble. Lydia kidnapped him and I don't get why, what the hell is going on?"
"Derek is in some sort of coma, I was trying to figure out how to pull him out, we need him right now."
"But why did Lydia kidnap him?" she asked. "It makes no sense."
"It does if she used him to revive the old alpha."
"Peter Hale? How is that even possible? He's dead."
"Not anymore." Deaton said with a sigh. "I'll explain more later but right now it's important we pull Derek out."
"I-I can help." Cat replied kneeling down beside Derek. "Derek's been training me to protect myself and with that, I've been teaching myself to be stronger mentally. I think I might be able to get to him. Stand back though, he might come up swinging, he said he didn't want me in his mind."
Deaton took a step back and with a deep breath, Cat leaned forward, resting a hand on each side of his face. She gasped and closed her eyes and when she reopened them, she was surrounded by white, in front of her was Derek.
"Catalina?"
"You need to wake up." She told him.
"I can't. What are you even doing in my head? I told you to stay out."
"Special circumstances. Yell at me later, we need to get you out of here."
Derek glared at her. "Don't you think I've tried?"
"I'm not here for a tour you know." She stepped towards him and when he stepped back she rolled her eyes taking another step towards him. "You want to wake up? You're going to have to do something crazy and trust me, got it?"
He finally nodded and Cat lifted her hands, grabbing each side of his face again. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she went through the memories of Derek Hale's life. They all ran together and she had a hard time sorting them out and understanding what she was seeing. But she understood that his life had been hard, that there was a reason for his anger and it was to hide a lot of sadness he also held. She became aware that she was back in the room with Deaton but she was still seeing Derek's memories as well. Someone pulled her hands away from Derek and she closed her eyes tight, shaking her head in an attempt to forget.
Cat's eyes opened and she sat back, digging the heels of her hand into her eyes to fix her vision which seemed to be a bit wonky.
"See why I never wanted you in my mind? You never should've had to see that."
"I had to get you back." She whispered, finally opening her eyes and frowning when she did. "I can't see."
"Your eyes." Deaton whispered.
"What?" Cat asked in confusion
"They're white, all of it."
"Oh my god, I'm blind, I'm blind." She tried not to panic as she rubbed at her eyes again and when she finally pulled her hands away and opened them, she could finally make out the outlines of Deaton and Derek. "What is going on?" She practically screeched.
"They're normal." Deaton pointed out.
She rapidly blinked her eyes until everything was clear again. "What the hell was that? My eyes have gone the color of Scott's before but never anything else."
Deaton nodded. "We'll look into it. More importantly, Derek is back and Cat's way was much better than mine." He held out a dog whistle for them to see, causing Derek to roll his eyes and glare at Cat's small smile.
Cat held out a hand to him and he briefly looked at it before taking it and letting her help him up. When he was standing, he stumbled, almost taking them both back down when Deaton stepped forward and grabbed Derek to steady him.
"You're going to be weak for several hours."
Derek looked down at the unhealed claw marks in his forearm then down at the hole that he dreamt Peter Hale had come out of.
"How did you know I was here?" Derek asked Cat.
"you dropped the phone when Lydia arrived so when I got there, I found the purple powder and luckily it triggered something."
Derek scowled. "You went there after I told you to stay away?"
"You were in trouble." She whispered.
He looked back at the hole. "So that actually happened?"
Deaton nodded, "But don't worry, you're still an alpha but, as usual, not a particular competent one."
"Hey." Cat cried but Derek held up a hand to calm her down, ignoring the jab as his anger took him over.
"Where is he?"
"I wish I could tell you."
Derek's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer. "Then why don't you tell me what you're doing here and why you're helping me?"
"Helping your family used to be a pretty important part of my life." Deaton replied before raising an eyebrow. "Helping you was a promise I made to your mother."
Derek's look grew puzzled as he stepped back. "You're the one my sister talked about. She said you're a… Kind of advisor?"
"She was right and I have some advice that you need to listen to really closely right now." Deaton looked down at the hole before looking back at Derek. "What Peter managed to do doesn't come without a price. He'll be physically weak so he'll rely on the strength of his intelligence, his cunning. He's going to come at you Derek, he's going to try to twist his way inside of your head, preying on your insecurities. He'll tell you he's the only way you can stop Gerard. Do not trust him." He emphasized.
Derek gave a small humorless chuckle. "I don't trust anybody."
"Hey." Cat cried again with a small pout.
Derek only shrugged before turning back to the Vet who was smirking at him.
"I know. If you did you might be the alpha you'd like to think you are and unfortunately the one person you should trust doesn't trust you at all."
"Scott." Cat said.
Deaton nodded. "He's with Stilinksi right now. You need to find him, you need to find him as fast as you can. I've known Gerard for a long time. He always has a plan and something tells me, it's going exactly the way he wants it to."
His eyes drifted to the hole and Cat frowned. She was so confused.
"Cat?" Derek turned to her. "Do you know where Scott is?"
"He was going after Matt." She replied, her frown deepening. "I didn't tell him I was leaving Lydia's place. I'll call him." She pulled out her phone to see she already had a message from Scott, telling her to meet them at the police station.
"They're at the police station." Cat said. "Shall we go?"
Derek shook his head as he walked out of the house. "I'm going. You go stay with a friend or something."
Cat rolled her eyes at Deaton before following Derek. "Scott told me to meet him there, so I'm going. And need I remind you that half my friends are busy being furry, another one is a whack job who just brought back a psychotic alpha and another two are at the police department? I'm going with you. Or you don't get your keys to your car."
He stopped mid stride, turning on her with a glare. "You have. My car?"
She nodded, "How else was I supposed to get here. Now, do you want the keys or not?"
He continued to glare and she walked past him, getting into the passenger seat of the car. He finally got in the driver's seat, holding out his hand for the keys. She dropped them into his hand with a satisfied grin.
"Don't you ever drive my car again."
"Then don't get knocked down by a 16 year old girl and we won't have that problem." She replied in a sickly sweet voice.
He growled as he started the car and took off for the police department.
Her phone rang and she picked it up, seeing Scott's number on it.
"Scott?"
"…I could be persuaded. One way is to call someone on your cell phone like McCall is doing."
The call disconnected and she looked at Derek to see if he had heard it. He nodded, stepping harder on the gas.
"That sounded like Matt."
"You say he's controlling the Kanima?" Derek asked.
She nodded, quickly explaining to him everything that had happened at the party and how they learned it was Matt.
When they arrived at the police station, they got out of the car and paused, looking at the building.
"I smell blood." Derek whispered.
Cat glanced at him. "Scott's?"
He shook his head. "A lot of people."
"Did Matt kill the cops?"
"No, I'm sure that's what Jackson is for. You should leave now."
Cat stubbornly shook her head, reaching into the car to pull out the cross bow. "No."
He let out a frustrated sigh. "Cat-"
"No. Now shut up and let's go. I could be useful so don't worry about me."
He glared at her again and she only raised an eyebrow to which he rolled his eyes, moving towards the station. "I tell you to run or hide, listen and do it. I'll go in first and when I give you the signal, come in, okay?"
She nodded, loading the crossbow.
Derek opened the door and entered, his nostrils flaring at the scent of blood. Cat waited impatiently outside and after not hearing anything for a few minutes, she stepped closer to the door, trying to listen. It was silent though and she softly swore, thinking that he had left her and gone ahead. She entered the station, looking around with caution, the crossbow held out in front and ready. She heard a noise and moved down the hall, flattening herself against the wall before peaking around the corner, her eyes widening in horror at seeing the back of the kanima, its claws holding up Derek by the back. The door in front of them opened and she quickly pulled her head back, hearing Scott's happy exclamation at seeing Derek before she heard a thud and realized it was a paralyzed Derek hitting the ground.
"This is the one controlling him?" she heard Derek ask. "This kid?"
"Well Derek, not everyone is lucky enough to be a big bad werewolf." Matt replied, his tone turning gleeful. "Oh that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Hunters, werewolves, kanima's. It's like a freaking Halloween party every full moon. Except for you, Stiles, or that Cat girl. What do you guys turn in to?"
Cat grew puzzled, didn't Matt know about her? Because he was talking like he didn't.
"Abominable snowman." She heard Stiles reply, ever the sarcastic one. "But it's more like a winter thing, you know, seasonal."
A moment of silence then Scott let out a cry, Stiles called someone a bitch and there was another thud.
"Get him off of me." Derek's voice was low and dangerous and Cat took a guess that Stiles had also been paralyzed and was now lying on top of Derek. The alpha must be loving that.
"I don't know Derek, you two make a pretty good pair." Matt replied. "But it must kind of suck though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless."
"Still got some teeth, get down here a little closer huh? See how helpless I really am."
"yeah, bitch." Came Stiles weak reply.
Cat heard another car pull up outside and Matt ask if that was her. Her who? Did Matt think that car was her or Allison?
"Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her." Matt promised. "I won't even let Jackson near her."
"Scott don't trust him." Stiles called out.
She heard more scuffling then Stiles choking as Scott yelled for Matt to stop. Cat briefly contemplated trying to get a shot off on Matt but the Kanima was still too close to him and she would be discovered. Luckily Stiles started gasping and she could only assume Matt had let up on him.
"Take them in there, you with me."
Cat listened to their footsteps, peeking out again to make sure it was clear before slowly creeping down the hall, glad that Erica had gotten these knee high converse. They were comfortable, quiet and sensible, especially right now but she really wished she was wearing pants and not a super short dress.
She reached the room where they had just been and looked around to see where Derek and Stiles had gone. She moved towards a room, jumping when she heard a gunshot and slapping a hand over her mouth so she wouldn't be heard as she let out an eep of surprise. Mrs. McCall, who she realized was the one who arrived in the car, started screaming, Sheriff Stilinski started yelling out for the boys and Cat realized Matt had shot Scott as he started yelling for him to get up.
Cat forced herself to keep moving, finally finding Stiles and Derek inside a room. Unfortunately the Kanima was also in there and she quietly backtracked into the office beside them. From the looks of it, it was the Sheriff's office and she tiptoed over to the desk, looking around and through everything, finally coming across what she was looking for underneath the desk. As she pulled it out, a vision of Mr. Stilinski loading it and testing it ran through her mind and she quickly checked it, noting with satisfaction that it was loaded and now she knew she could use it. So the day with Allison wasn't a fluke and See? She could be helpful.
She eased back to the door, opening it a crack as she heard voices coming from the room she had seen the guys in.
"The bestiary." Matt yelled. "Not just a few pages, I want the entire thing."
"I don't have it." Scott replied. "It's Gerard's. What do you want it for anyways?"
"I need answers."
"Answers to what?" Scott asked, his voice rising.
"To this."
There was silence and she couldn't figure out what was going on anymore but moments later she heard footsteps and saw Scott, Matt and the Kanima leave the room. Waiting a few minutes to make sure they didn't return, Cat quietly made her way over to the room, kneeling beside Derek and Stiles.
"Cat, get the hell out of here." Derek told her.
"What are you doing here?" Stiles asked. "There's a crazy lunatic on the loose with a gun"
"I know." Cat whispered. "I came with Derek and don't worry, I came prepared." She held up the crossbow in one hand and the gun in the other.
"You've never trained with a gun." Derek reminded her.
"I know and I don't want to use it but we need to take out Matt. We have to and you both are out of commission and Scott's been shot." She bit her lower lip until she tasted blood. She would not fall apart, she had to help and get this done. "What's going on with him anyways? Why does he want the bestiary? I have a copy of it."
"We know. He's turning into the Kanima." Stiles told her.
Cat's eyes widened in horror. "Like we really need two of them now?"
"I know. Is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?" Stiles asked, rolling his eyes towards Derek.
"What situation?" Cat asked, glancing behind her.
"Derek is trying to push the healing situation." Stiles told her.
Cat moved closer to Derek. "I can help." She told him.
"No, you can't. This is different than last time, chances are you'll end up paralyzed too."
"Then can I go shoot Matt?" She asked with a scowl.
"You think you can shoot someone?" Derek asked with a raised eyebrow.
Cat shrugged, feeling a little unsure."I'll do what I have to."
"And if the Kanima sees you?" Stiles asked.
"I'll probably join you." She replied. "Matt doesn't know about me, does he? That theory was all wrong."
"Good." Derek said. "Let's try to keep it that way."
She glared at him. "Really? Because I was kind of planning to walk up to him right now and tell him everything."
Derek returned her glare. "You've been hanging with Stiles too much."
"I'm so proud." Stiles replied.
Cat rolled her eyes at both of them. "OK then. I'm going to go shoot Matt, hopefully in the head and how about you guys stay here and just, hang out or something?"
"Ha. Ha." Stiles said with a glare.
She shrugged as she stood up, slinging the cross bow across her back. Then the lights went out, the emergency lights came on and Derek yelled for her to duck as gunshots sounded and windows started breaking. Cat dived to the ground, covering Derek and Stiles heads from the glass as it showered down around them. Bullets sailed above them as Cat covered her head with her arms. When the gunshots stopped, she slowly lifted her head, shaking it to remove the glass from her hair.
"What the fuck?" She cried, "What was that?"
She heard Stiles say something but it was muffled so she moved off of him. "What?"
"I said, please remove your boobs from my face."
"These boobs, or lack thereof saved your face from glass." She replied with a glare.
"Cat."
She looked up to see Scott come running into the room.
"What are you doing here? How did you get here?"
"I was with Derek."
"Take Stiles." Derek ordered. "Go."
Scott reached down and picked Stiles up as Cat reached down to help up Derek who was regaining the use of his limbs and able to roll to his side.
"Go with them." Derek ordered.
"What about you?"
"Scott can protect you better right now, go."
She nodded and quickly followed after Scott and Stiles as they ran through the station.
"Close and lock the doors." Scott yelled to her.
She glanced behind them to see Jackson, who was half Kanima, coming after them. She began closing and locking the doors, although it was useless, as he kept kicking through them. Then they were out of places to run and trapped in an interrogation room but it grew silent and they stared at the door, waiting for Jackson to kick through. Cat had switched to the cross bow, the gun now in her pocket as she aimed the bow at the door. She knew weapons were useless but maybe it would slow him down and she could save the bullets for Matt.
"Do you hear him?" she whispered.
"No." Scott replied, glancing at her before doing a double take. "You seem comfortable with that."
"I am." She replied, her eyes not leaving the door.
Scott walked towards the door, placing an ear against it to listen briefly before pulling away. "He's gone." He moved Stiles towards a chair. "You guys stay here."
"Like hell I am." Cat snapped, tired of people telling her to stay behind. She yanked open the door before Scott could stop her and moved off down the hall. She heard him swear before scrambling after her, catching up with her at the end of the hall. They turned the corner, coming face to face with someone and Cat raised her crossbow aiming it at them just as they raised their weapon.
"Allison." Scott said in surprise.
"Where's Derek?" Allison asked, glaring at the both of them.
Cat was definitely getting a weird vibe from her friend, especially since she wasn't lowering her weapon. In return, Cat refused to lower hers.
"Lower your weapon." Cat softly told her.
"No." Allison snapped. "Now where's Derek?"
"What are you doing?" Scott asked.
"If you guys aren't going to tell me, then get out of my way." Allison snarled.
"Allison, calm down." Cat snapped back. "What the fuck is your problem? You have a crossbow aimed at your friends."
"You don't think I didn't see you two having sex up against the wall at Lydia's?" Allison hysterically cried.
Cat lowered her weapon. They had made out but chances were whatever Allison had seen was a hallucination "Are you kidding me? Lower your bow, now. Lydia put wolfsbane in the punch and everyone was hallucinating."
"You're lying."
"My double walked up to me and slit my wrists."
Allison looked unsure and finally lowered her weapon. "Where is he?"
"Allison." Scott whispered. "What happened?"
He moved towards her and she lifted the crossbow up, causing Cat to retaliate. Scott paused as he glanced at Cat before looking at Allison, confused.
Cat only knew something weird was going on with Allison in order for her to have a crossbow aimed at Scott and she wasn't going to stand there and let it happen.
"I need to go." Allison whispered. "So stay away, both of you."
She pushed past them both and Cat reached out to grab her hand, causing the brunette to turn with her bow aimed inches away from her face. Cat dropped her hand, lifting her hands up in surrender.
"Oh, Allison." Cat softly said.
"Back off." She whispered before taking off, leaving Scott staring after her in shock, disbelief and hurt.
"What was that?" He asked Cat.
Cat stared after the other girl in horror. "Her mom died."
"What?" Scott moved to go after her but Cat stopped him.
"You follow her, she will shoot you. Her mom died because of a werewolf bite. She chose to kill herself and Allison blames Derek."
"When would Derek have bitten her?"
Cat frowned. "The night we saved you from Victoria? We should have told her. She won't listen now; she just wants to kill Derek."
"We'll talk to her."
"She won't listen." Cat emphasized. "You need to deal with Matt. I'll go after her, just be safe okay? Don't be distracted."
He nodded, still staring after Allison when Cat pushed him in the other direction and followed after the other girl.
She walked down the hallway, coming to stop when she saw Allison's dad on the ground. She leaned down, making sure he was still breathing before continuing on to the garage where she could hear noises from the Kanima. She entered just as Allison jumped off a car, stabbing the Kanima, whose only reaction was to grab her around the throat. Cat ran forward and lifted the crossbow, shooting at him from close range and getting him in the neck. She had a brief moment to think that holy crap, she had actually hit someone with a crossbow before she was flying through the air, the Kanima having moved too quickly and back handing her across the room. She felt like she was in slow motion as the creature slashed Allison's neck, paralyzing her before she hit the wall and slid down it, trying to catch her breath.
The Kanima left and as Cat laid on her side, still too hurt and stunned to move, she watched Matt walk into her line of vision, squatting down beside Allison and moving some hair off her face, Cat remaining unnoticed on the side.
"You should've given me a chance." Matt told her. "Remember how I said I'm not the kind of guy who says 'if I can't have you, no one can?' Not totally true, 'cause if I can't have you, no one can." He yelled.
Cat pushed herself to her hands and knees, still struggling to catch her breath as she reached in her pocket for the gun as Matt looked away from the paralyzed girl then stood up and walked away. The gun now in her hand, Cat crawled over to Allison, her eyes wide as she looked down at the girl, holding a finger to her lips.
Allison let out a small gasp and Cat rolled out of the way without thinking, raising the gun but pausing when she saw Allison's dad. He cocked his head to the side in confusion before reaching over and lifting his daughter into his arms and motioning with his head for Cat to follow.
"Can you use that?" He whispered as they walked off down the hall.
"Yes." She whispered back, refusing to tell him she learned only from a vision she saw very recently.
"Then keep an eye out and keep us covered." He whispered. He wanted to ask what she was even doing here? As far as he knew, while Allison's friend knew about the supernatural, she wasn't a fighter or anything. She was Allison's normal friend and he had wanted her to have normal friends, even if she was dating that werewolf now.
"I-I can't." Cat whispered. "I have to stop him."
Ignoring his protests, she took off the way they came, going after Matt and following him to where she guessed he had left the Sheriff and Scott's mom because she could hear Melissa pleading with Matt.
"How clueless are you people?" Matt was asking.
Cat peeked around the corner, seeing Stiles trying to crawl into the room towards his dad who had been knocked down and Melissa begging Matt to let her see Scott. She looked past Matt, her eyes widening in horror at seeing Cat there and Matt swung around just as Cat stepped out, lifting the gun to aim it at Matt's head, holding it steady with both hands.
"Oh, you got to be fucking kidding me." Matt cried, upon seeing her. "Everyone in this building and I end up with the smallest most normal of them all? You?"
"Normal?" Cat asked in disbelief. "You call all these people clueless when you don't even have a clue?"
"A clue about what?" Matt sneered.
"I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you. Oh wait, I was going to do that anyways."
He started laughing. "You? Have you even touched a gun before? Maybe you should hand it over and let the big boys play."
"Like me?" A voice growled.
Matt looked over to where Stiles was and Cat didn't have to, to know Derek was there, wolfed out. Melissa gasped as she stared at Derek.
"Mrs. McCall, I need you to get as far back as you can and on the ground." Cat calmly told her before clearing her mind and not thinking about what she was about to do. If she could stay cold and detached, she knew she could do it.
"Scott's hurt." Melissa cried. "I just need to-"
"He's fine, please get on the ground."
She did as Cat said and Matt laughed.
"I'm supposed to be afraid of you? You? What are you then? Let me guess, a vampire? Haven't come across that yet."
Cat raised an eyebrow at him before smiling coldly. "In to every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer."
Matt paused and scratched his head. "Isn't that from Buffy the Vampire Slayer?"
"Yup, but it distracted you, didn't it?"
His eyes widened and he raised his gun as Cat pulled the trigger, getting off one shot before she was knocked aside again. She groaned as she hit the wall, thankfully not as hard this time but still enough to hurt and she looked up to see the Kanima had snuck up behind her but Derek was now fighting him. She looked over to see Matt was on the ground, leaning against the cell and holding his shoulder where the bullet had hit, looking at it in disbelief.
Double checking to make sure the Kanima was still preoccupied with Derek, she crawled over to Matt, knocking his gun away from him. He looked up and glared at her before lunging at her with his one good arm and as he jumped at her she reached out with both hands, grabbing the sides of his face.
Distantly she heard Melissa call her name, and then Cat was sucked in to a vision of Matt and why he had gone on this huge vengeance kick. Cat took that feeling of drowning, the being terrified, the thinking he was dying and tried her hardest to shove it back at him, intensifying it so it felt like it was happening over and over again. He began to scream and Cat pulled her hands away, backing up when he began thrashing as though he was back in the pool.
"Oh my god, Catalina, what's wrong with your eyes honey?"
Cat looked over to Melissa, unable to see her as she blinked once, twice, three times before the older woman started to come into focus. "What?" She asked.
"Your eyes, it must've been a trick of the light, they were all white. What is going on? What is that? What did you just do to this boy?"
Cat heard a hiss and backed up further as the Kanima jumped in front of her to give Matt time to flee the scene. Even though he was injured and more than likely still having some hallucinations, he high tailed it out of there, stumbling into walls as he tried. Cat stared at the Kanima with wide eyes as she scooted further back, reaching into her shoes to pull out both knives Derek had hidden there for her. She pulled herself into a crouch, knives ready if needed but it ignored her now, jumping and landing on the bars, hissing and reaching for Melissa. Scott rushed into the room, grabbing the Kanima and throwing him away from the cell before turning to face him, his back to his mom.
"Scott." Melissa cried. "Are you okay? Scott?"
Derek jumped a desk, spearing the Kanima and their fight moved out into the hall. Cat turned back to Scott, watching with wide eyes as he turned to look at his mom. Cat's heart broke for Scott as Melissa gasped, her hands covering her mouth as she backed away from him in horror so the tiny teen stood up and sheathed the knives, rushing to Scott and grabbing his face.
"I'm sorry." She whispered, kissing him briefly. She poured all her emotions into it, letting him see that it didn't bug her and that his mom would soon understand.
He pulled away and looked at her. "How did you-your eyes?"
"Are white?" She asked, blinking the whiteness away again. "It's apparently a side effect for sending what I know to others. I think I'm catching on real quick."
"So what I saw?"
"Real." She whispered. "Go, do what you have to."
He nodded, kissing her briefly again before leaving the room at a run.
"Mrs. McCall." Cat softly called, moving towards the cell.
"What- my son- Scott- he's-"
"Still your son who loves you very much?" Cat reminded her. "I know it's a lot to take in."
"And you know? Are you one of those-those things as well?"
"No, I'm not. But I know about him and he's still Scott, he will always be Scott, please remember that. I'm going to search for the key and get you out of here, okay?" Cat told her, giving her one last sad look before leaving the room.
She ran down the hall, gasping when someone grabbed her arm and swung her around down a hallway, slamming her up against the wall as a hand wrapped around her neck. She began to struggle, stopping when she realized it was Derek.
"It's me." She gasped, "Let me go."
"I know who it is." He sneered. "Were you in on this too?"
"What?" she asked confused. "In on what?"
"With Scott and Gerard. You and Scott pretend to fight so you can feed info to him that he passes on to Gerard?"
"What?" Cat asked again in disbelief. "Are you on crack? Did the Kanima give you a concussion? Scott would never work with Gerard."
"Stop lying." He growled, pulling her away from the wall before slamming her back. "You know everything, all it takes is one touch, so tell me everything you guys have fed to Gerard."
Cat gasped at having the wind knocked out of her again but quickly grabbed Derek's hand around her neck, showing that she really didn't know. He let her go, grabbing an arm as she began to slide down the wall.
"I didn't know." She whispered. "Scott knows how to hide things from me when he really tries and I don't really pry with him. Are you sure?"
"I heard it all." Derek growled.
Cat closed her eyes with a sigh, stopping the tears she could feel behind her eyelids. "There has to be a reason, doesn't there? I'll find out, I'll-"
"Drop it and let me deal."
"Scott hates him, especially since he- oh my god, that's it. Gerard has been blackmailing him."
"How?" Derek asked.
"What does Scott value more than anything. Or rather who? His family, his friends. Gerard threatened to kill his mom if he didn't help him. He stabbed him in the hospital parking lot."
"He should have come to me."
"Derek." Cat cried. "Listen to yourself. You want Scott to put all this trust in you but you can't do the same, with anyone. Deaton is right. You need to start trusting people."
"I can't."
"Try. Now, where's the Kanima?"
"He's gone, he escaped."
Cat sighed. "Probably with Matt. I shot him, did you see that?" She actually sounded proud of herself at that moment.
"You missed his head."
"I've never held a gun or tried to kill anything before." She protested. "Give me a break."
"I need to check on my pack, then I need to find Peter."
Cat nodded as he left, tiredly rubbing at her forehead before running off to find Scott. She ran into him on his way back with a key.
"They're gone." Scott told her.
"I know." She replied. "What now?"
Scott sadly shook his head as they walked back to the room.
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