omg... 4 more weeks!
… … …
"Get in."
Cat didn't glance over as she lifted her back pack up higher and kept walking.
"Get in now."
"Fuck off." She snarled, only stopping when she heard the sound of a gun being cocked back and turned to see it pointed right at her. She was almost at Scott's, just down the block really and now, this.
"Fine." She snapped, walking over to the passenger side and getting in, surprised to see the voice belonged to Chris Argent, Allison's father. "Was a gun really necessary?"
"Are all those weapons really necessary?" Chris asked, the gun still in his hands, the safety back on but one arm held out to her as if he was afraid she would run.
"When you're this little and you hang out with werewolves and hunters, you learn to protect yourself."
"And can you?" Chris asked.
Cat raised an eyebrow at him "I do just fine, so can I go now?" She turned to leave and he grabbed her shoulder which is exactly what she wanted him to do, she swung her arm around, effectively trapping his arm between her arm and her back before striking out with her palm on the side of his face and sliding it around to grab the back of his head, to drive it into the steering wheel. She stopped centimeters away from it before letting him go and when she did, he sat up, looking at her with something akin to admiration. She was fast, almost too fast for a human, she knew that and she had a feeling he knew that too.
"Where did you learn all this?"
"Friends." She replied with a shrug. "Is there something I can do for you Mr. Argent? Don't you have an Omega to catch? You know, the same Omega whose boyfriend you guys chopped in half."
"We have a code we go by, Catalina. And when that code is ignored, bad things happen."
"Like everything going on now? Look, I'm sorry about Mrs. Argent, I really am."
"Allison told you?" Chris asked, tears in his eyes.
She nodded, not clarifying how she had gleaned that information. "And I'm sorry but there's something you should know about why Mrs. Argent was bitten."
"Derek bit her."
"Yes, but in self-defense, trying to rescue Scott because your wife was killing him, slowly and painfully for no reason. Scott has done nothing but try to help you guys. So how is that for following the code?"
"I don't agree with what my wife had done but she didn't deserve to die."
"No, she didn't. But that was your decision, that was hers. Not all werewolves are evil and not all humans are good. Maybe you both would have hated her having a furry problem but overall, your wife would still be here and she could have learned to control it." He looked so stricken that Cat almost felt bad but she had to get through to someone in that family.
"Mr. Argent, I have to go now, I have to make sure that my friends are safe." She opened the car and got out when he called her name.
"You need to protect your friends and I understand that. I need to protect my daughter, I don't want to lose her like I lost Kate." He reached into his glove compartment and pulled a gun out, handing it to her. "Protect them from the person they need to be protected from but please don't give up on my daughter."
She took it from him as well as the extra clips he gave her. "I wasn't planning to, Sir."
He nodded, tears still in his eyes as she closed the door and walked the last block to Scott's.
When she arrived, she knocked and used her key to enter, calling out for Melissa. She found Scott's mother in the kitchen again, another cup of tea in her hands.
"Hello, Catalina, I didn't hear you knock."
"It's okay. I still have my key, could I maybe stay here for a while?"
"Of course, you're always welcome here. Where is Scott?"
"work." She didn't get a further chance to explain when her phone rang and she frowned excusing herself to go get it.
"News?" She asked Stiles as soon as she answered.
"Not exactly. I'm in the middle of trying to get my jeep out of a ditch."
"Are you serious?" Cat asked. "Who?"
"Hunters."
"What? But you're not even a werewolf."
"Just close friends with one." He muttered.
"Where are you? I'm at Scott's I'll try and borrow his mom's car if only so you're not sitting out there alone waiting for a tow truck."
He gave her his exact location and hung up the phone. Cat tried to talk to Melissa about using the car but the older woman still seemed to be in some kind of trance so Cat scribbled out a note, left it in front of her and grabbed the keys, taking off for where Stiles said he was.
She pulled up behind his jeep to see him sitting there on his back bumper, looking really put out. Just as she got out of the car, a black SUV pulled up behind her. She quickly joined Stiles, her hand going into the pocket of her jacket where she had placed the gun.
"Stiles, are you okay?" Allison asked, getting out from the car.
"Oh, just peachy." Came his sarcastic reply.
"We just wanted you to pull over and head back to town." The brunette explained.
"What the fuck Allison? You drove Stiles off the road?" Cat asked in anger and disbelief.
"No, but I saw it happen."
"And you just come back now to check on him? What's your problem?"
Allison glared at her and Cat glared right back.
"I mean besides the obvious case of having gone completely mental." Cat continued.
"You don't have a clue what I'm going through Cat, so back off." Allison snapped.
"Oh, I don't? Really? I don't know what it's like to lose a parent? I mean not like my mom's dead or my father has abandoned me." She wasn't lying when she said she wouldn't give up on Allison. It was just some, okay a lot, of tough love.
Allison lifted her chin in defiance. "This is different."
"How? Because your mother was psycho bitch that wanted nothing more than to kill your boyfriend?"
It was low, super low, but so was Allison's comments and actions so far and Cat was pissed, beyond pissed at her friend now.
"Cat." Stiles quietly murmured.
"No." She held up a hand to cut Stiles off as she glared at Allison. "She's gone on this whole, let's kill everything I think is bad because my mother is dead from one of them and the death was her choice, Allison. Her choice. Just like it was my mom's choice to kill herself. But that doesn't give you the right to decide who gets to live and who doesn't. You're not a god. You think you're justified in what you're doing but you're not. You just want to focus your anger somewhere and believe me, I know that. You know why my dad left Allison? He told me because I was a freak, in league with the devil and he couldn't stand the fact that I was even alive that I should go kill myself like my freak mom. Then he tried to kill me himself and I was saved by a werewolf and yet, here I stand, not going on a huge killing spree because I'm angry. No, instead I'm here, helping my friend, the same friend you put into a ditch. So if you want to keep telling yourself whatever you want to make yourself believe you're doing the right thing, go for it but believe me when I say I will try and stop you every step of the way."
"You can't go up against me." Allison softly told her. "I've been trained for this. I know what I'm doing."
"So do I." Cat told her.
"You're making a big mistake."
"No, you are."
"I don't want you as my enemy." Allison's voice was still soft as she stared across at them.
"That's your choice. You want the truth, go talk to your father."
"Stay out of our way guys." Allison warned them.
Cat glared at her. "Allison? Stay out of my way. You don't think I'm capable of any of this. I found out recently just how capable I am so don't test me."
Allison lifted her chin higher, her jaw clenched as she stared down Cat. When the smaller girl refused to back down, Allison got back in the car and drove away.
"Really?" Stiles asked as they moved to the McCall's car and got in.
"yes." She quietly replied. "I get the angry. Why do you think I came off so angry lately? And I apologize if any of you felt it was directed at you. But she's gone way past the angry stage, she won't even listen."
"She doesn't know you took out Matt, does she?"
"I didn't take him out, just incapacitated him so he couldn't do much more. I missed his head."
Stiles started laughing until he realized she was being completely serious. "Can you really do that?" Stiles asked with wide eyes.
"Don't fuck with my friends."
Cat's phone rang and she answered it, the pack on the other side.
"Hey." Cat said.
"Hey, I'm just about to conference Stiles in, hold on."
"Don't bother." Cat told him, putting her phone on speaker. "I'm with him right now."
"What, why?"
"Because Allison decided to drive me off the road and my jeep is in a ditch. Could I maybe borrow some werewolf strength to pull it out? No point in paying for a tow truck when I have werewolves just lying around."
"Why would Allison do that?" Scott asked, still sounding surprised by her actions.
"You should have seen it." Stiles told him. "Allison was all, don't get in my way, no one better and Cat was all, pull your head out of your ass, I'll meet you head on and stop you. It was so bad ass… and kind of hot."
"Stiles, really?" Cat said with a smile and a roll of her eyes. "Have you guys had any luck?"
"No." Scott said.
"Not here." Erica replied.
"Or here." Came Isaac's reply.
"Wait, you're not with Scott?" Erica asked.
"We split up."
"Bad idea." Erica cried. "We're in pairs for a reason."
"But I think Erica and I picked up on a trail." Boyd told them. "And it does lead to the borders."
"Where on the borders?" Scott asked.
"It's hard to tell. It's not exactly a straight line."
"We think she may be headed toward the river near the falls, toward the houses." Erica explained.
"Holy shit." Isaac cried. "Scott, she's headed right for you."
"I know." Scott said. "Isaac, how fast can you get here?"
"Do you see her?" Erica asked.
"No not yet, but I hear something."
"Loping?" Boyd asked.
"Loping? Who lopes anymore?" Stiles asked.
"There's growling." Scott informed them.
"She's pissed." Erica reminded him.
"I saw what they did to her boyfriend, I'd be pissed too."
"Where are you?" Cat asked. "We'll be there as soon as possible."
"How long until she gets to you?" Stiles asked.
"Not long. It's getting louder and I think… I see her. Whoa, I definitely see her. Shit, Isaac, get here now."
The line went dead, cutting Cat and Stiles off from the rest of the pack. The two teens stared at each other with wide eyes.
"Don't worry." Stiles assured her. "He'll be fine…. Right?"
"Why don't I feel reassured?" She asked, becoming frightened.
"I guess I was really saying that more for myself than I was for you." Stiles sighed. "Guess you and I are sitting this one out."
"Too bad. I bet I can get her to leave."
"How?" Stiles asked.
"By showing her what would happen if she stayed."
"Since when can you do that?"
She shrugged. "A week or so ago, it really kicked in last night. With Matt."
"How?"
"Derek and Scott say it's because I'm developing it and getting stronger. Wanna see?"
"What are you going to show me?" Stiles asked.
Cat shrugged. "I don't know. I can show you what I'm feeling or I can show you something from your past or future."
Stiles looked around. "Well, not like we have anything better to do, I guess."
"Fun. Let's go into Melissa's car at least, so we're not in the open and don't worry about my eyes."
He gave her a quizzical look, following her into the car. When they were seated, Cat grinned. "What I did to Matt was intense, scary and probably drove him crazy but don't worry, that was the one and only time it happened, so you ready?"
He hesitantly nodded before reaching out a hand and she grasped it, entwining their fingers together and right away she was pulled into a vision. Cat watched it for a moment before sending it back to Stiles, letting it play out before she pulled away.
"Holy crap, why do your eyes do that?"
"No idea." Cat replied.
"I know where those caves are though, I can get us there."
"Really?" Cat asked. "Seeing that, was a total fluke but I have no idea where those caves are."
"Good thing I do then, huh?" stiles replied. "Do you want me to drive? I mean.. your eyes…"
Cat closed her eyes tight before opening them and smiling at Stiles.
"Less creepy." He confirmed. "Let's go."
She started up the car, taking off in the direction he sent her.
… … …