Stiles POV: She lay in his arms asleep. It was about 4AM yet he couldn't go back to sleep. He lightly rubbed her arm watching her sleep. Stiles couldn't believe how lucky he was to have her.

Last night was the best night of his life and it was all because of her. He realized she was awake and placing soft kisses on his bare chest. When he looked into her eyes she smiled.

"Hey there" she said softly.

"Hi" he said smiled back.

They laid there just looking at each other.

"Stiles… I love you" Selene said a serious look on her face.

His face lit up like the 4th of July with happiness.

"I love you too Selene" Stiles told her once he managed to get air into his lungs he was so happy.

She smiled then got up and put his shirt on it hung down to mid-thigh on her.

"Come on handsome I'm hungry" she winked at him then went down stairs.

He pulled on his boxers and followed her.

"Where are your parents?" Stiles asked her.

She stopped and hesitated.

"They're dead and I'm emancipated" that was all she said.

"I'm sorry" Stiles said wrapping his arms around her from behind.

"It's okay but now I'm really hungry."

So they started to make pancakes and eggs it seemed to put her in a better mood. After they ate Stiles went home to do some research and Selene decided not to go because she had homework of her own to do.

He kissed her.

"I love you" he said grinning.

"I love you too" she said back then he left.

Selene POV: Her smile died as he drove away.

"And I'll die before I let anyone or anything hurt you" she said watching his Jeep.

She went back inside and started pouring over papers and articles on the attacks. She was trying to learn everything about the Alpha.

Over the next few days the Argents thought Jackson was the beta, Scott's boss told him he knows about werewolves, Derek was taken by the Argents, turns out the Alpha was out for revenge against those who burned him, and the Winter Formal was coming up.

Stiles POV: He drove over to Scott's who turned out had lost his phone.

"Call it again" Scott said.

"It's not here. Okay so you lost your phone why don't you get a new one?"

"I can't afford a new one. And I can't do this alone we have to find Derek" Scott said as he looked under his bed.

"Well 'A' you're not alone you have me. 'B' didn't you say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead. 'C' I'm going to ask Selene to the dance" Stiles said quickly.

"Argents plan was to use him to get to the Alpha they're not gonna kill him. You should ask her you guys obviously connect."

"All right so then just let them do what they're planning you know? They use Derek to get Peter problem solved. And thank you."

"Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek I can't protect her on my own. Which means we either find Derek first… just help me!"

"You know you probably lost it when you two were fighting. You remember that when he was trying to kill you after you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?"

"He wasn't going to kill anyone and I'm not letting him die."

"Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?" Stiles begged.

Scott glanced at the window.

"What?"

"My mom just got home from work."

"Is she okay?"

Scott shook his head.

"What's she doing?"

"Crying" Scott said softly.

"Scott you can't protect everyone."

"I have to. What would you do if it was Selene he was after?"

Stiles nodded. Stiles left so Scott could go protect Allison. He quickly drove to Selene's house he just needed to see her, he ended up staying the night again.

The next day in the locker room Stiles slammed Jackson's locker closed to get his attention. Scott explained everything to him.

"You want me to take her to the Formal?" Jackson asked.

"I don't want you to I need you to" Scott said.

"Screw you. You know what screw you too in fact screw each other." Jackson said.

"Hey you know he saved your life right?" Stiles spoke up.

"He left me for dead."

"I got shot for you" Scott said.

"Oh yeah? Show me the bullet wound."

"You know it healed."

"Convenient."

"Just do it for Allison okay? She's in serious danger. I'm talking around the clock danger. She needs someone to keep an eye on her at the dance."

"Have her dad do it okay? He's the one actually equipped to handle this."

"How am I supposed to do that and keep him from finding out about me?"

"Not my problem."

"You're her friend too you are. All that time that you spent with her to get to me you can't tell me that you didn't get to know her and like her. Its Allison it's impossible not to like her. You can't tell me that you don't care if she gets hurt." Scott argued.

"What if I get hurt?" Jackson asked.

"Then it's worth it."

"Not to me" Jackson said shaking his head.

Then he shoved past them to leave.

"Well I shouldn't say I told you so… cause it's not strong enough. How about I'm always right and you should listen to whatever I have to say and never disagree ever, ever for the sake of your wolfihood?" Stiles said.

Angry now Scott spoke softly "I'm not done."

"You're not done okay."

"One more thing" Scott said right before he attacked Jackson.

It didn't take long before Jackson ran out promising he'd help.

"Hey don't worry Selene and I will still be there" Stiles said wondering where Selene was.

"I'm still going" Scott said.

"Is that such a good idea? Do you even have a date?"

"Not yet."

"Do you have a suit?"

"Not yet."

"Do you have a ticket to the Formal? A ride there?"

"No and no."

"So you're gonna ride your bike to a dance that you're not allowed to go to without a date, a suit, or a way in with werewolves and werewolf hunters all out to kick your little werewolf ass."

"Yeah you gonna help me?"

"Hell yeah" Stiles said happily.

Selene POV: Stiles came over just as she knew he would. Even though what she had to do next was going to hurt she couldn't help smile she loved him.

"Go to the Formal with me" Stiles blurted out when she opened the door.

"Sorry that came out wrong I had it right in my head…"

"Stiles I can't go to the dance with you. Something came up something I have to take care of" Selene said briskly.

The pain on his face cut at her heart.

"What? I'll help you then with whatever it is" Stiles said.

"You can't it's just something I have to do. You have to go to the dance to look out for Allison. Take Lydia."

He looked so hurt and confused it nearly brought her to her knees. When he spoke there was a catch in his throat.

"I don't want to go with Lydia I want to go with you… I love you."

"And I love you this is just very important and it can't be put off I'm sorry Stiles."

She closed the door on him slowly. After a few moments he left. She cried as he walked to his Jeep and drove away. She used her pain as fuel for what she needed to do.

She went upstairs to redress and then she got ready to do what she did best… hunt.

Stiles POV: He hurt so much not understanding why Selene did what she did. It shouldn't hurt this bad but for some reason it did. He knew somehow that she didn't want to do what she just did that made him confused.

So he ended up taking Lydia to the dance that night and he wasn't happy about it. He was pissed actually so he got even madder when Lydia wouldn't even dance.

"Lydia get up okay? You're gonna dance with me. I don't care that you made out with my best friend for some weird power thing. My night is the worst ever and I know that somewhere inside the cold lifeless exterior there's a human soul that cares more than you let on. And I'm also pretty sure I'm one of the few people who knows how smart you really are. And that once you're done pretending to be a nitwit you'll eventually go off and write some insane mathematical theorem that wins you the Nobel Prize" Stiles told her.

"A Fields Medal" Lydia said.

"What?"

"Nobel doesn't have a prize for mathematics. The Fields Medal's the one I'll be winning" then she got up to dance with him.

Halfway through she started looking around.

"You okay?" he asked her.

"Just need to take a break."

"You mean you need to go find Jackson."

Lydia nodded and they head off the dance floor. Lydia left to find Jackson but after a while Stiles went to look for her but he ran into Jackson.

"Where the hell have you been? Did Lydia find you? What? What's wrong?" Stiles asked when Jackson looked panicked.

"I was out behind the school and I… I was… out…"

"What happened Jackson? What did you do?"

"Hunters" Jackson said.

"They're here? Why…" Stiles ran for the door out the back of the school.

He ran hard seeing Lydia with Peter right behind her.

"Lydia! Run!" he yelled as he ran.

He was to late Peter attacked and Lydia fell unconscious to the ground covered in blood. Stiles slid down to her but Peter growled at him.

"Don't kill her. Please."

"Of course not just tell me how to find Derek" Peter said.

"W…what?"

"Tell me how to find Derek Hale."

"I don't know that how would I know that?"

"Because you're the clever one aren't you? And because deception has a particularly acrid scent Stiles. Tell me the truth or I will rip her apart."

"Look… look I don't know okay? I sw…swear to god I have no idea."

"Tell me!" Peter roared.

"Okay okay look I… I think he knew."

"Knew what?"

"Derek I think he knew he was gonna be caught."

"By the Argents?"

"Yeah."

"And?"

"When they were shot he and Scott I think he took Scott's phone."

"Why?"

"They all have GPS now so if he still has it and if it's still on you can find him."