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"The fire that took nearly every Hale with it," Rachel continued as Scott leaned against the wall of the burned room. "My mom did return to this house before the fire started."

"Talia, I'm really starting to not trust Deucalion the more we meet, he's changed since he lost his sight and that concerns me more then anything," Morgan sighed as her sister walked into the living room.

"Morgan, Talia, whatever business you two have can it wait?" Peter sighed walking handing both women a drink. "Just relax, enjoy yourselves."

"Peter, this concerns nothing of you," Morgan snapped as he looked at her slightly hurt.

"I feel hurt, truly," he chuckled as Morgan rolled her eyes.

"He's just upset, as usual?" Talia rolled her eyes.

"How can he be mad at me getting married still he wouldn't even remember it," Morgan laughed as Peter walked out of the room, she knew he could hear her but she had no second thoughts. "Talia, I still don't trust..."

"If it bothers you that much I'll consult with him tomorrow, now go home before your family starts a search party," Talia laughed escorting Morgan to the front door but suddenly stopped. "Go out the back." Morgan looked around the room those who weren't normal stood up and gathered around the door. Morgan was pushed to the back and she listened and to Talia and left through the back exit as she ran through the woods she could see behind her the slight glow of a fire and screams coming from the woods. She closed her eyes trying to think of something different but the screams penetrated her thoughts.

"Aunt Morgan?" Laura called out causing the older woman to gasp and stop she turned and found her standing next to Derek. "What's going?" Morgan looked at Derek who looked away.

"Come with me," she said quietly as they followed her to the car and the three drove off.

"Where are we going?" Derek mumbled from the back.

"The safest place, my house, the hunters don't know of me," Morgan took control trying to kill any emotion that rose in her, she was bound to protect what little she had left of her family.

"Why would the hunters be after us?"

"I don't know," she answered calmly. "Whatever the case may be, you'll spend the night and then we'll discuss where you will go in the morning, Laura you are know Derek's guardian," she sighed as they drove into her driveway.

"What do you mean?" Derek spoke up looking at his sister. Morgan remained silent as her niece and nephew got out of the car.

"Wait," Laura spoke up as both Morgan and Derek turned to her. "Your family, knows nothing about us?"

"Your right," Morgan sighed covering her mouth as Lauren put on a fake smile and grabbed Derek's shoulder. Morgan unlocked the door and the three walked in.

"Who's this?" Mr. Lahey asked as Rachel and Isaac came out of their rooms standing at the top of the steps.

"Honey, I'm really sorry, I forgot to tell you, my friends went out of town and Laura and Derek will be staying with us, only for the night," she said as her husband sighed and showed both teens to the guest room.

Morgan walked up the stairs and walked for her room. "Mom?" Rachel called with a yawn.

"Go back to bed, I'll be in a minute," Morgan called closing the door behind her. She pulled the video camera from the top shelf in the closet and sat on her bed taking a deep breath.

"She told me everything in that video," Rachel sighed looking from Stiles to Scott. "She told me she was the link to two packs and now that one was dead the hunters would get her or Deucalion, she was getting ready to leave," Rachel said getting teary eyed. "She was going to pack up and run away, on Camden, Isaac, and me."

"Your mom was so much stronger then that Rachel," Scott sat up as she shook her head.

"Really Scott? How come Deucalion killed her then?" Rachel snapped looking away. "A few days later a few joggers found her in the woulds with bite marks and scratch marks, they thought it was a wolf or mountain lion, she was still alive Scott."

"Rachel," Stiles sighed trying to calm her down, her anger was getting the best of her.

"No, Stiles," she shouted, "She died in the hospital a few hours later, in front of me and my dad, I never told anyone that," she gasped wanting to cry. A chill ran up her spine and she looked out the window she couldn't tell if Scott knew or not. "Go," she sighed as Stiles placed his hand on her back. "I...I want to be alone," she hesitated as Scott rolled his eyes knowing she was up to something. "Go home, go get Derek, do something!" she shouted as both boys looked at her for a moment before listening to her. Rachel was alone she knew they would listen. Downstairs she could hear the old door creak open.

"I'm here," she hissed stepping onto the top step staring down at the person who stood at the bottom. Keith looked up a smirk plastered on his face his eyes in between the normal carmel and soft red of an alpha.

"Touching story, truly it is," Keith smiled trying to get under skin. "But you can't blame Deucalion."

"Oh really, I can't blame the person who killed my mother?"

"She was of no use."

"I'll show you no use," she mumbled before jumping off the top of the stairs slamming both her feet into his chest, the loud sound of breaking bone echoed through the empty house. Pulling himself to his feet Rachel ran over slamming her fist into his face, dominating the fight she questioned nothing. She threw him out the window and jumped out after him, finally he stood up claws extended swung gently gliding across her cheek made his first strike causing her to back away falling to a knee holding her cheek.

Rachel jumped up slamming both sets of claws in his side she ran slamming his back into a tree knocking all the air from his body. Pressing her nails to his throat she panted. "Tell me why I shouldn't do it?" she laughed knowing his defeat.

"Rachel, please, please wait," he gasped partly from shock partly from the lack of air in his lungs. "I didn't want to do it, I didn't want to hurt you," he continued. "I do love you, you have been my best friend since second grade, I used my power unwisely," he pleaded. A tear fell down her cheek as she listened to his plead. "Deucalion came to me when I became an alpha, I had no pack, mine too had been ripped away from me, I was desperate, I didn't take any of their lives," he wasn't lying, he never killed any of his pack members, but Rachel held his throat still. "I screwed up, I was only following orders, please."

Her claws reverted and she let him go pushing him into the dirt. "Leave here and never come back," she whispered in his ear before walking to the house. She listened as he got up and as she climbed the steps to the door he charged, she turned swung but he was too quick, time itself slowed down as his claws went into her stomach. She looked down eyes red and tear filled. Keith threw her from the door and she landed a few yards away. She pulled her phone out and hit the call button but he already stepped on it ending whoever she was calling.

"You said no backup," he laughed helping her up as one hand grabbed her stomach. "Just like all your friends, you are weak," he laughed pressing the bloody hand to her face caressing her cheek. He pushed her back and she fell, with all her strength she pushed her body to a tree using it as support. "There was never true potential, Deucalion was wrong about that," he laughed before kissing her. Rachel bit down on his lip causing him to pull back. "What's wrong you can't stand me anymore?" he laughed grabbing her cheeks. "I don't know if I should kill you or lick you," he whispered in her ear as he pressed his thumb to the holes in her stomach causing a soft growl to emerge from her.

"If I'm going I'm taking you with me," she growled before slamming both her claws in his chest and stomach. He backed away with a growl before placing his boot to her stomach. A louder howl echoed from her and Keith smiled as the blood dripped down his chest. He raised his hand ready to rip her throat out when someone grabbed his wrist and put five nails to his throat.

"You mess with her, you mess with me," her rescuer said from behind as the nails went across Keith's neck. The shirtless boy fell to his knees, his eyes wide staring at Rachel just before he fell in the dirt.

"What...what are you doing here?" she groaned still holding her stomach looking up.

"You needed help," Derek sighed helping her up carrying her bridal style back to his apartment.

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