Chapter 36 - How Can This Happen, How Can This Be

Avery's breathing was shallow as she looked over to see Teagan screaming out Allison's name, as she tried to scramble across the pavement to where Scott was holding her lifeless body, but Isaac quickly caught her and lowered them both to the ground, holding her tight as tears poured down her cheeks.

"Let me go!" She shrieked struggling against him as she shouted, "I have –I have to… I have to help her, I need to do something!" Her words were broken by sobs and frustrated screams, but Isaac held her tight as he quietly said, "There's nothing you can do, Teagan. She's gone."

Avery closed her stinging eyes as her best friend let out another pained scream before collapsing against Isaac, burying her face in his jacket as she cried for the loss of her friend.

Letting out a pained breath Avery put a hand against her chest and tried to take in another breath, but she couldn't as she saw Lydia' stumble out of the building with a very weak Stiles, she could tell by the look on the red heads face that she already knew what had happened.

Leaning over and still fighting for a breath she thought back to how Lydia must have known before all of them, she'd somehow told Meredith that she didn't want to be found. And she'd left the message on her car window as well, but the group didn't understand; they were only worried about getting to Lydia.

Pinning her eyes shut she tried to block out the sounds around her, but she couldn't. All she could hear was Teagan's pained cries and Lydia sobbing as she slid down the wall and landed to the ground, where Stiles leaned down beside her pulling her against him.

Scott was still crying and mumbling Allison's name like he was trying to get her to wake up, but everyone knew she'd never open her eyes again.

Her mind was racing and it felt like her control was slipping, she felt unstable and like she could break at any moment. But as Avery raised her head and saw all of her broken friends, she knew she couldn't. She couldn't break down, because everyone else already had. Even Isaac had tears in his eyes as he held Teagan tightly against him.

Closing her eyes she tried to calm some of the noise in her head, knowing she needed something to focus on, so she thought about what would happened next. They'd have to call the police, and a false story would need to be thought up. Everyone would have to say the same thing, and they needed to hide their weapons.

Finally able to take a deep breath she looked back around the scene, Kira and her mom were huddled up against the building, both of them with broken expressions as she could see her friend's cheek were tear streaked.

Stiles was still holding Lydia as she kept crying and saying that she'd tried to warn them, that none of them should have even been there. She could hear Stiles telling her he was sorry; not that he had any reason to be, it wasn't his fault.

Isaac was still cradling an inconsolable Teagan, and trying to comfort her when he looked devastated himself. Allison had died saving his life and he'd never be able to forget that.

In reality it wasn't that far of a walk, but it seemed to take years before she finally reached Scott.

"Scott…" She breathed, ignoring the tears stinging her eyes as she reminded herself she couldn't break down, she had to stay strong. Approach the situation the way she'd been trained too, unemotionally.

Her gaze fell to Allison's limp, bloody body before she quickly looked away and repeated, "Scott!"

He didn't respond, just kept rocking back and forth with his first love dead in his arms.

Leaning down next to him she placed a hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump and finally look over at her with red rimmed eyes as a few tears fell from his face.

"You have to let her go…" She whispered, refusing to look down at her deceased friend.

Scott made some inaudible noises as he shook his head and whimpered out, "I –I can't. It's Allison… I can't let her go."

Avery pinned her eyes shut, forcing the pain down and somehow found the strength to clear her throat and say, "I know, but Scott… there isn't anything you can do."

He looked back down to unnaturally pale face as he saw the blood on her lips and repeated, "I can't let go… I don't know how."

Avery raised her head and looked behind her for help, from any of her friends but everyone was still in the same spot, seemingly paralyzed by their grief.

"Scott."

When he didn't look at her in a loud, shaky voice she repeated, "Scott!"

His gaze jerked back to her and in a hoarse voice she softly said, "Allison is still here, she is all around us… she always will be."

Reaching down she gently started to guide Allison's limp body out of Scott's arms as she said, "But…"

Glancing behind her to see the rest of her broken friends she turned back to Scott and said, "We don't have the luxury of breaking down right now. Because even though she's gone… this war isn't over, we still have to save Stiles. And she wouldn't want us to give up, you know that."

He nodded taking in a deep rattling breath, but his gaze started to fall as he felt her body slipping out of his arms.

"Don't." Avery quickly said, knowing if he looked down, he'd start the entire process over again. "Just look at me, okay? Don't look down."

Another tear made it's way down his cheek as he slowly, and weakly let out the breath he'd taken in and kept his gaze as Avery as she very gently laid Allison's body the rest of the way down on the pavement.

"Stand up." She instructed as she hooked an arm under his and helped him up to his feet, reminding him to not look down.

They made it a few feet away from Allison's body when it seemed to hit him again and he came to a stop as he started to turn around, Avery stopped again as she hugged him and said, "I'm sorry, I am so sorry…"

It took a few moments before she felt him hug her back, and she pinned her eyes shut reminding herself that there was still work to be done, and that breaking down not only wouldn't help, at this point it was flat out unacceptable. She didn't deserve to mourn her friend's death, not when she felt like she should be the lifeless copse, not Allison.

Her chin quivered as she thought about how she should be the one who died, but how a part of her wished it was her body laying there lifeless in a puddle of blood. Her mom was right, she'd be the death of her friends, that she was born bad… and not she was sure there wasn't any redeemable in her.

Over Scott's shoulder she saw the faceless blonde image that had been haunting her lingering off to the side just on the other side of the rusted, broken down, cobweb ridden fence. With a small gasp she pinned her eyes shut and rested her forehead against his shoulder as she tried to calm down and remain focused.

By the time she stepped back from the hug Teagan and Isaac we're now standing up, she'd stopped her loud sobs and was now clutching onto him, staring at Allison's body with a pained expression on her face while Isaac held her close and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

Scott looked at Avery, a devastated and slightly confused look on his face. He still didn't even understand how any of this had happened, it didn't seem real. There was no way Allison Argent was really dead, it seemed impossible. He knew Avery was right, that they needed to keep going, keep fighting. Not only is what Allison would have wanted, but if she was there she wouldn't let them stop fighting. But he had no idea where to go from here, or even in which direction he should take his next step.

Seeing the confused look on his face she looked around and spotted Lydia still sitting with Stiles, who seemed to be looking worse by the second. Clearing her throat she said, "You should go check on Stiles."

"Okay." He hoarsely agreed as he started a slow, almost stumbling walk over to his friends.

"Avery…" She heard Teagan choke out but she couldn't stop to talk to her. At the moment she couldn't do anything but head back to Allison's body, knowing what they needed to do.

Kneeling down she stared at her fallen friend's face, as she whispered, "I'm sorry, Allison. You didn't deserve this… it should have been me."

Seeing the strap to the pouch she wore to hold her arrows in, Avery very gently started to raise her friend's body to pull it off of her.

Breaking out of Isaac's protective, warm embrace Teagan started for her as she stuttered out, "What are you doing?"

After getting the pouch, Avery picked up the wooden bow and stood up as she handed them to her friend and said, "Put these in the car."

Teagan's eyes widened as she looked down not understanding what was happening, she sniffled and wiped tears from her cheeks as she gasped, "What?"

"Put them in the car." She repeated as she pushed the objects into Teagan's hands, before look to Isaac as she said, "The rest of the weapons need picked up too. We're going to have to call the cops."

"And it would lead to questions we can't answer." Teagan stammered out, before letting out a pained noise as she remembered what Allison had taught them. She needed to be strong, approach the situation unemotionally like Avery was, but when she looked down to Allison's body she couldn't.

It just hurt too bad to have to lose someone else she loved, she'd already lost so much in her life and for a moment after Avery had closed the door in her mind –she thought everything might turn out okay. But now one of her best friends was dead, murdered right in front of her.

"Don't look, Teagan." Avery said, stepping in front of her friend's eyesight to block Allison's body.

Isaac blinked back some tears of his own as he nodded and said, "Come on…"As he lead her over to the car to put the weapons away.

It wasn't until Stiles was leaving with Kira and her mother, that Chris Argent made his presence known to the group. He'd been silently watching them, trying to build the strength he needed after losing so much in his life. He'd lost his sister to this world, his wife and now his daughter. Taking a deep breath he reminded himself that he needed to compartmentalize his emotions, keep his priorities in check and right now, his top priority was going to have to be coaching the group of teens through the next few steps, something he only hoped he had the strength to do.

As he walked closer to them, Avery stepped forward approaching him. In response, he came to a stop and looked down, expecting her to start falling apart like everyone else was doing. Which was only going to make his job harder, but she surprised him as she stepped up and said, "We removed all the weapons from the scene, what do we do now?"

He let out a small relieved breath, thankful that he had someone to help him through coaching the others.

He looked at her, pausing for a moment while he came up with a story and told her they needed to split everyone up, and make sure they were on the same page for police interviews, because once they got to the station they'd be separated.

As Scott and Lydia approached them, Chris said, "I'll talk to them, you go to Teagan and Isaac."

She nodded in agreement and looked over to see her friends leaned against the fence not too far from the cars.

She went over their cover story but Teagan didn't respond as she stared down to the ground.

"What did I say, T?" Avery asked loudly, getting her friend attention.

"We, uh…" She breathed, before shaking her head back and forth.

"It's okay, babe…" Isaac soothed as he rubbed her back, "It's okay, we're gonna get through this. It's you and me."

Nodding Teagan tried harder to remember the story as she said, "We called… her dad first."

Avery nodded, but frowned when she didn't go on.

"There were two of them…" Avery said, her voice trailing off.

When her best friend still didn't respond, Isaac helped, "There were two of them, and they tried to steal her car."

"They wore masks, and one of them had a knife." Teagan cried as she wiped the tears from her cheeks and leaned against Isaac as he curled an arm around her.

"No." Avery argued, with a sigh she said, "You never give specifics, remember? It makes you looks suspicious, in a moment of panic like that you're not going to see exactly is happening."

"They had something sharp and…it just all happened so fast." Isaac helped Teagan to remember before he closed his eyes and whispered, "It happened so fast…"

"Teagan, if you get confused you say that you 'don't know that everything just happened so fast'." Avery repeated.

The brunette nodded and hoarsely asked, "How are you even doing this… I'm falling apart, she's gone! She's dead…"

Isaac held his girlfriend tighter, wishing there was something he could say to help her but he didn't have the first clue as to what those words would be.

"This is what we learned, Teagan. This is what we do, Allison trained us for a situation like this." Avery reminded her, somehow still managing to keep everything pushed down.

"But this is Allison!" Teagan shrieked, "What we learned was just training… this wasn't supposed to happen! She's not supposed to be dead!" Everytime she closed her eyes all she could see was the oni slicing into Isaac, and then turning to see Allison be stabbed.

"Focus, Teagan!" Avery yelled back at her, knowing the cops would be there any minute.

"None of this was supposed to happen…" Teagan sobbed desperately clutching onto Isaac's coat, until she felt someone pull her away from him.

Opening her eyes she saw Avery was holding onto her upper arms, as the sirens in the distance grew closer.

"When we get to the station, they're going to interview us separately. I won't be there to coach you and Isaac won't be in there to help you." Avery said with a determined expression.

Taking a deep breath and forcing air into her sore lungs, the brunette nodded as she said, "There were 2 of them, they were wearing masks… or something over their face, it was dark and hard to tell. One of them had something sharp… metallically, a knife I think… I don't really know. It all happened so fast and then she was on the ground, bleeding and they guys took off. We didn't know what to do and we called her dad first, but it was too late… she was already gone by the time he got here."

"Good, that's really good." Avery nodded, thinking just in time too as their immediate area was covered in flashing red and blue lights.

~()~

Teagan stared down at the floor, she still had a hard time wrapping her mind around what happened. She couldn't believe Allison was gone. The bright eyed brunette was really gone.

Now she and her friends were sitting side by side at the station as they were questioned one by one. She could hear several sniffles coming from her right side, as her friends silently cried over the sudden loss.

She closed her eyes, feeling a tear slide down her face. Any time she closed her eyes, she saw the scene replaying in her head, the oni sword stabbing Allison. More tears rained down her face as she played out different scenarios in her head, different ways she could have maybe saved her friend.

All she knew was this shouldn't have happened. They were supposed to walk in that place, save their best friend Lydia and all walk out together, not having to watch one of their friends die right before their eyes.

Teagan snapped her eyes open when she heard the door beside her open and someone softly say her name. She looked up to see Isaac walking out the door, the cops were done questioning him and now it was her turn.

She turned her head to the right, seeing Scott and Lydia softly crying at the end of the bench, and Avery sitting beside her staring straight ahead, her face emotionless. When she heard the sheriff call her name again, she looked back over at him and Isaac.

"Are you ready?" Sheriff Stilinski asked her. He hated having to question any of them after what happened, but knew he had to.

Teagan didn't say anything, instead she nodded her head and stood up. She glanced up when Isaac stopped in front of her. He placed his hands on either side of her face before giving her a tender kiss on her forehead, keeping his lips there a little longer hoping to give her the strength she needed to get through this.

"I'm right here for you, okay?" He whispered out, letting her know he was with her even if he couldn't be in the room with her. "It's you and me."

"It's you and me." Teagan whimpered out, as she grabbed on to his arms, wishing she didn't have to leave his comforting embrace.

When he felt her shivering, he removed his jacket, wrapping it around her shoulders hoping it would help warm her up. Plus he hoped by having something with her of his it would help her during her questioning. He saw her wrapped the jacket around her, then lower her head, taking a deep breath and catching a whiff of his cologne.

He laid his hands on her arms, running his hands up and down to help warm her up. "I'm right here." He whispered again.

Isaac gave her a quick kiss on the side of her head, then turned to face the Sheriff as he laid a hand on the small of her back, leading her toward her door. He came to a stop, watching the Sheriff usher her into the room and toward a chair to sit down.

He stood there; feeling helpless and wished he could be by her side during this but knew he couldn't be. The Sheriff shot him a look as if he knew how badly he wanted to be in the room, but couldn't allow him to sit in while they questioned her. He nodded his head at Isaac, as if apologizing, before he shut the door.

"Teagan, I know this is a hard and difficult time, but we have to ask you to relay the events as you remember them, okay?" The Sheriff spoke up and said, before sitting down in the chair across from her; with Parrish sitting in the chair beside him taking notes.

Teagan didn't say anything, just nodded her head as she looked down at her hands; which were resting in her lap.

"What did you see, Teagan? What happened?" Sheriff Stilinski asked her. When she didn't answer, he glanced over at Parrish, both wondering if they would be able to get anything out of her. Stilinski looked back over at her as he softly said her name a couple of times, finally getting her attention.

"Did you see anything, Teagan?" Parrish quietly spoke up, trying to help get the interview going.

"I saw- I saw mask, they had mask on." Teagan softly said, her voice barely above a whisper. She closed her eyes for a moment, seeing the oni in her mind; their dark figures, the dark mask they wore and their glowing green eyes. She released a breath, as she opened her eyes, then added, "I-I mean, I think, I think they had on mask. It-It happened so fast."

"That's good, that's good, Teagan. Anything else?" Parrish questioned, trying to get the girl to open up more.

Teagan swallowed a lump in her throat, then closed her eyes again; her face scrunching up in pain as she imagined the sword stabbing Allison again. She heard her screams echoing in her head as she cried for her fallen friend.

"Teagan?" Stilinski said, when minutes passed and she didn't say anything.

She couldn't say anything at the moment if she wanted to not while the whole horrible scene played out in her head again like a movie. Now in her mind, she was with Avery, talking to her afterwards, coaching her on what to say. She bit her bottom lip, trying to remember everything she was supposed to say.

After a few more silent minutes, she opened her eyes, looking at the two men sitting across from her. She reached up, wiping a tear from her cheek, before she finally spoke up.

"There were two of them and like I said before, I think they were wearing masks. It was dark and hard to tell. One of them had something sharp… maybe a knife? I'm not sure, it happened so..." She paused for a moment, trying to keep from falling apart, as she continued, "It happened so fast and she was gone. We called her dad. We called him but it was too late."

Tears filled her eyes, making her vision blurry, as she whispered, "She was gone."

"Is there anything else you can think of? Anything at all?" Parrish questioned.

"No, I'm sorry, I-" Teagan began to say, as she lowered her head. She used the sleeve of Isaac's jacket to wipe the tears from her eyes. Once her vision cleared some, she saw specks of dry blood on the sleeve, blood she knew came from him during the fight with the oni; taking her back to that moment.

In that moment, she thought she was going to lose him; for real this time. She felt like her whole world would crumble in that moment, she tried to rush to him but couldn't, then thankfully Allison saved his life. She remembered looking over at Allison, seeing the proud smile on her face; somehow she had killed an oni and saved a friend, but that victory was short-lived.

For that split second, they all thought they had won; they could finally come out on top, they would all walk out of there and celebrate, but now that would never happen.

"We were supposed to celebrate." Teagan whispered so low the other two almost didn't hear it.

"Celebrate what?" Parrish asked confused.

Teagan's eyes flickered over to the younger cop, as she softly said, "Life. That no matter what happened, we all made it out alive but we didn't, did we? Not all of us made it."

"Thank you, Teagan." Stilinski said with a nod, letting her know they were done questioning her. They had already got enough out of her and he didn't see any point in dragging it on any longer or upsetting her more than she already was.

Parrish stood up from the table, gesturing toward the door as he walked along behind her and opened the door for her to walk out.

~()~

Avery looked up from the bench she was sitting on when she heard the office door open again, looking up she saw Parrish thank Teagan for her time and say he was sorry for her loss.

"Hey A." Teagan said using the partially shredded tissue to wipe her red, raw eyes.

They had been taking the teenagers in one by one to interview them about their friend's death, and Avery was going to be the last one to go in.

"Do you want me to wait…" She asked, but Avery shook her head back and forth.

"Go on, I'll call someone for a ride when I'm done." She assured before saying that Isaac had went out to get some air a few moments ago.

Teagan started to protest but the door opened again and Deputy Parrish stepped out as he said, "Avery."

They looked up as he opened the door wider and nodded for her to come in.

"I'll call you later." She said nodding again to let best friend know she could leave.

Normally Teagan wouldn't have just left without Avery, but each interview seemed to be taking hours and she just wanted to get out of there. With that thought she headed to the door in search of Isaac.

As she stood up to walk in the room, Sheriff Stilinski came apologizing for the interruption but he had a phone call and couldn't sit the interview.

"I'll sit in on this." Agent McCall offered, as he motioned for the teenager to do into the room, he'd been keeping an eye on her since the group of teens walked into the police station. All of them visibly shaken and in tears, except for her.

Avery sat down on the couch and looked down to the floor as Parrish said, "I'm really sorry for you loss, I wish we could do this at another time, but…"

"I understand." She cut him off, but didn't raise her head at all.

"Can you tell us what happened?" He continued, the interview. It was obvious to him that she was upset but he couldn't just go over there and hold her to make her feel better, he couldn't do anything but continue the intrusive line of questioning.

She went over the rehearsed story, it was a car jacking, there were 2 of them who'd pulled a knife or something, it had all happened so fast she couldn't remember much else.

Writing her statement down he nodded and in a soft, comforting voice said, "Thank you for your time."

Just as she started to stand up, Agent McCall cut in, "Actually deputy, I'll take it from here… there's a few questions I have for her."

Seeing the young officers hesitation to leave the room he questioned, "Is there a problem, deputy?"

Standing up he admitted, "It's just… I think she's been through enough."

Avery raised her head and looked at him with a surprised expression at seeing him stand up for her.

"And while I'm sympathetic and I appreciate your concern… I still have some questions. You're free to go." The FBI agent said, his tone a bit harsher than it was before.

"Yes, sir." Parrish nodded as he handed him the clipboard he'd been writing on, to the detective and left the room shooting Avery an empathetic look.

~()~

After hearing Isaac was outside, Teagan made her way toward the door, pushed it open and stepped outside, taking in a deep breath of fresh air. She was glad her interview was over, she honestly didn't know how much longer she could have stayed in that room, having to relive that horrible moment again and again.

"Teagan." She heard someone call out, causing her to look off to the side, seeing her father; who had called out her name standing beside Isaac.

"Daddy." Teagan murmured, as she stumbled over toward her father, falling into his arms as a sob broke free.

Paul held his daughter close with a pained look on his face, she had lost so much in her short life and now she had lost a close friend. He wished there was something he could do, some magic words he could speak to make it all better but he knew there was nothing he could say.

"So it's true, your friend, Allison. She's..." Paul began to ask, as he pulled back to look at her.

Teagan nodded her head, as more tears fell down her face. "Yeah. She's-she's gone." She whimpered out.

"I'm sorry, Sweet Tea. I'm so sorry, baby girl." Paul said, as he pulled her back toward him to hug her.

"How did you know?" Teagan questioned.

"Isaac called me." Paul answered, as the two glanced over at the boy in question. Teagan smiled at her boyfriend as Paul gave him a nod, thanking him. Isaac knew the bond between them and knew seeing her father would help.

Paul glanced over at the building of the station, as he added, "They should have called me though. Before they said a word to you, they should have called me."

"Dad... dad it's okay." Teagan said, seeing that he was getting angery but deep down they both knew he wasn't really mad about that. He was just upset at the situation, he hated seeing his daughter hurting and he couldn't do anything about it.

She shook her head, as she added, "Besides it's not like they were questioning me as a suspect, they just wanted to know what happened."

"Still, you shouldn't have gone through that alone. You have been through too much; I hate the thought of you being alone." Paul stated, as he laid a hand on the side of her face.

Teagan laid her hand on top of his, then reached out with her other hand to grab Isaac's hand, before saying, "I'm not alone. I have you two, I know you two would do anything for me and I am so grateful to have you both in my life." She sniffed, feeling a tear roll down her cheek, as she continued, "Sometimes I don't think it gets said enough, but I want you two to know, I love you."

Her eyes flickered over to her father, as she said, "Daddy, I love you and I would be lost without. As more stuff spirals out of control, I know you wonder sometimes if you did the right thing in bringing me back to this town, but I honestly believe that you did. You don't have to feel guilty any time something happens. You are an amazing father and I am so glad you are my father."

"And I'm glad you are my daughter." Paul said. He gave her a smile, as he rubbed her cheek, and said, "I'm so proud of you, Sweet Tea."

Teagan smiled back at his words, then glanced over at Isaac. She squeezed his hand, as she said,"And I love you, Isaac Lahey. My calm in the middle of a storm. Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe without you. You have saved me so many times and I love you for that. I love everything about you. You are the boy who changed my whole life with one kiss."

Isaac smiled, as he brought their joined hands up to his mouth kissing the back of her hand.

Teagan looked at both of them, as she said, "No matter what, I always want you two to know exactly how I feel about you both. I never want you two to wonder about my feelings." She reached up to wipe away the tears, as she softly said, "I just wish I would have taken the time to tell Allison more how important she was to me. How much I valued her friendship, how proud of I am of her."

"I'm sure she knew, Sweet Tea." Paul said, as he gave her a small smile. "Why don't we get you home?" He suggested, as he nodded his head toward the parking lot where his car, as well as hers, was parked.

Teagan was about to nod her head in agreement, until she thought about something, thought about what was in the trunk of her car; making her realize she had something she needed to do.

She felt Isaac pull on her hand, wanting her to follow him and her dad, but she shook her head, as she said,"I can't, not yet. I need to do something first."

"What?" Paul asked his daughter.

"We all lost a friend but someone lost a daughter." Teagan stated, referring to Chris. She couldn't imagine the hurt he was going through at the moment and felt like she should check on him. She felt like it was something Allison would want her to do. Plus she wanted to give him Allison's bow, which was the thing in her trunk.

Paul nodded his head in understanding. There were times he feared he would lose his daughter, and now Chris actually did lose his. He didn't know exactly how that felt, but he knew it had to be hard dealing with that alone.

Paul kissed her on the side of the head, as he said, "I'll see you at home later, Sweet Tea. Tell Chris I'm sorry for his lost."

"I will, Dad." Teagan said. She hugged her father, as she said,"I love you."

"I love you too." Paul said, as he hugged her back.

After saying goodbye to her father and watching him drive out of the parking lot, Teagan turned to look at Isaac, without a word, he held out his arms as she walked toward him, throwing her arms around his middle, as he pulled her close.

"I love you, Teagan." Isaac softly said, wanting her to know exactly how he felt. "You're my dream girl, you are all I've ever wanted. You're all I'll ever want." He leaned forward to softly kiss her lips, as he whispered, "You are it for me."

"You are it for me too." Teagan said back, as she laid her hands on the back of his neck, pulling him toward her, as she pressed her lips against his for a gentle kiss. After everything they had been through lately, after everything that had happened, this is what she needed, his love and his strength. He was her anchor and she was his, together they could get through anything

~()~

"Hello Avery." Scott's dad greeted one of his sons closest friends.

"Agent McCall."

"I don't mean to sound insensitive here, but I also can't help but notice that you seem to the only one of your friends not visibly upset by Allison Argent's death."

"Oh, I'm sorry… what would you like me reaction to be? Throw myself on the floor in a fit of hysteria? Or did you have another idea of how I should mourn the sudden, untimely death of one of my best friends."

"Avery…"

"No, really, if you have any ideas on how I should be handling this tragedy, let me know. Because I'm a loss of what to say, do, or feel right now." She hissed out, angered at him for holding her there while she had bigger problems, like the fact that Stiles still seemed to be going downhill even after being separated from the nogitsune.

She grew angrier by the moment as he brought up her own carjacking and attempted murder, the last thing she wanted to think about was Kate Argent and what she'd done to her.

When Avery become more and more hostile in his dealing with her, he finally checked the time on his watch and said, "I have somewhere I need to be, we'll have to pick this back up later today."

"Can't wait." Avery snapped as she stood up, but he quickly rushed forward holding onto her arm as he explained how she wasn't able to go home yet.

"You can't hold me here!" She yelled.

"For 24 hours, yes I can." He explained.

"I'm a suspect… in my own best friend's murder? Are you freaking kidding me?" She gasped, not sure how the questioning had gone so wrong.

When he started to open the door she fought back even more, "Call my lawyer."

"Let me guess, Paul young… your friend Teagan's father?" He replied, calling her bluff.

"Let me get you sat down and I'll call him right up." He said as he pulled open the door.

Not wanting to drag Teagan's dad into this mess she sighed, "Forget it."

She thought he was leading her to a bench to sit down, but when it came apparent he was taking her straight to the holding cells she started to pull away from him as she screamed, "Do you have any idea who I am? You cannot lock me up like some common criminal."

With a sigh at her dramatic behavior he pushed her into the cell and slide the bar door shut behind her.

Grabbing onto the bars she shook them as she continued, to yell out in the police station, "I will have your job for this!"

Ignoring her threats he walked over and explained to Sheriff Stilinski what was happening and why she was being held there.

Hearing her voice echoing through the station Deputy Parrish headed back towards the office then stopped as he saw her standing in one of the holding cells with an angry expression on her face.

"Sheriff, what's going on? Why are we holding her?" He questioned, finding his boss.

Sighing and looking to the door where Agent McCall left a few moments before, he replied, "He thinks her behavior is suspicious…"

"Suspicious? Everyone deals with loss differently…"

"I know, and I'm going to fix this. I just need some time." He admitted, looking past the young deputy to where Avery let out a frustrated scream before punching the cement wall at the back of the cell. All of her friends were going to be out there, fighting for not only their own lives but fighting to save Stiles and she'd landed herself in a holding cell at the sheriff's station.

"We can't just keep her here… I'll talk to Agent McCall." He offered looking over his shoulder to where Avery was now examining her sore hand.

"And tell him what, exactly?" Sheriff Stilinski asked the deputy.

Turning his attention back the higher ranking officer he said, "That she's not a suspect in this murder investigation and that she's probably reacting this way because it's bringing up memories of when she almost wound up dead in a similar situation."

With raised eyebrows he said, "How do you even know about that?"

"She told me." He quickly covered, he couldn't very well admit he'd been looking into her records and files.

"If you try to talk to McCall about this, all you're going to do is bring up questions as to how you even know so much about her. I said I'll take care of it, I know she didn't do this." He dismissed the conversation as he started to walk away, pausing as he looked to where Parrish had turned around and was watching Avery in the holding cell.

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