Andrews eyes flitted open upon hearing a scream. He sighed. Allison. Their Aunt was in town. He didn't get along with her. Allison on the other hand, the two were more like sisters than Aunt and niece. He heard Kate's voice. Something about not seeing Allison in a year, he was too groggy to focus fully.
He covered his head with his pillow, trying to block out the noise. It didn't work, not with what he was. He put his pillow back in it's place and slid out of bed. He was about to leave his room when he glanced back towards his bed. His mom would have a fit. He used his quick speed to make his bed before he left his bedroom.
He made his way to one of the guest rooms, following the voices. "Do you need some help unpacking?" That was Allison. He scrunched up his nose. Sometimes he thought she was too nice for her own good. "No, not that one." Kate. He walked in to see her with a tight grip on Allison's wrist. He frowned.
"Oh. See? You turn out beautiful, and I end up with this kung-fu death grip. Sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to be so rough." Kate apologized. "No worries." Allison replied, her head resting on her knees. She smiled at Andrew when she noticed him in the doorway.
"Hey, is everything ok with your car?" Allison asked as she looked to the closet. Andrew furrowed his brows at the question. "Uh, yeah. I just needed a jumpstart, that is all." Kate responded. A lie. "A jumpstart?" He heard Allison ask. She was confused. Allison knew something was going on. Great.
Allison left the room shortly after that to go get ready for school. "Andrew." Kate greeted him warmly. Kate pulled him into a hug. He was a bit surprised. "What happened last night? You're lying about car trouble." He said upon pulling away. Kate sighed. She moved towards the door and pushed it shut.
"I was driving here last night, and I was attacked." She told him. He moved to sit where Allison had previously been by the pillows. "You think it was the alpha?" He'd ask curiously, grabbing at the bag she had kept Allison from looking it.
It held what he had expected. Lots of guns and a lot of ammo. "You're so much like your dad." She mused, "It could of been. I don't see why it would attack me." She added. He made a face. He didn't say the first thing he thought of. "Werewolves hate hunters.." He paused, "I don't know how he... or she, knew where to find you."
"Keen sense of smell?" She suggested. "But wouldn't it mean that the alpha, or whatever rank werewolf it was knows you?" He frowned. "We've hunted quite a lot of werewolves, Andrew." She pointed out to him, "I shot one of them. Let's hope it was the alpha. You should go get ready for school." He sighed and slid off the bed, leaving the room.
Andrew frowned, tapping his fingers against the wheel. Allison groaned, covering his hand with hers. "Are you going to stop?" She asked. He gave her a nod. "Well in that case, you can have your hand back." She took her hand off the steering wheel. He rolled his eyes at her.
They'd been stuck in the school parking lot for at least a few minutes now. He leaned back in his seat. "I'll be right back." Allison unbuckled her seatbelt. "No, Allie, don't-" He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence as she had already left the car. He sighed.
Allison returned to the car a minute later. "I hope you found out what it was." He stated. "It was Derek." She replied, "He was with Scott and Stiles." He cocked an eyebrow but didn't say anything more on the subject.
"Are you going with me? Or am I dropping you off at home." He asked. "Drop me off, please. Scott is going to come over." She answered. "Allie..." He warned to which she smacked his arm. "We're studying. That's all." She insisted, putting emphasis on 'studying.'
He eyed her for a second, making it clear to her that he didn't believe her. She sighed, throwing herself into her seat. She knew nothing she would say was going to change what he was thinking. The ride home was quiet and awkward. "Get me skittles, would you?" She asked him, unbuckling her seatbelt after Andrew had to step on the brake to refrain from hitting Scott who'd rode his bike in front of the car. Andrew simply nodded, leaving once Scott had moved. He heard Allison questioning how Scott arrived at the same time.
Andrew returned home right before dinner. He'd even made a face at having to sit next to Kate. Scott'd taken his place next to Allison. He didn't mind too much. All of the attention was on Scott. He knew his dad wasn't going to make this easy on Scott and Allison. He also knew his dad was partly asking questions to spite Kate for insisting Scott stay for dinner.
"You may yet survive the night." That brought Andrew out of his little bubble. Kate had been joking, but Scott looked scared. Scott tried to laugh it off, hiding his fear by taking a drink. Andrew was sure Scott was the beta now, most certainly after today and after seeing Scott up close.
Andrew listened to Chris bicker with Allison, quietly trying to eat his food and stay out of it. He did hear Allison's heart pounding inside her chest. He looked across the table at Allison. It seemed Scott heard her heart beating too. Andrew cocked an eyebrow at the teen who bravely decided to accept the shot Chris'd offered him. Interesting tactic.
Andrew knew what Scott had been doing when he'd returned to the dinner table. He'd heard Scott going through the bullets in Kate's bag. Scott was trying to leave. Andrew figured to help Derek. Andrew sighed when Chris returned back to his ominous speaking.
Chris just couldn't help making it more obvious.
Allison groaned when she entered her room. Andrew was chuckling at her. "You heard all that, didn't you?" She grumbled. "Of course I did." He grinned at her, "What did you show them that made them go quiet?"
"What do you think?" She snickered as she pulled the condom from her pocket. "Was it truly you who went through Aunt Kate's bags?" He asked. "No. It was Scott, I think. I can't be sure. I took this out of mom and dads room." She answered him. "Eww, Allison." He scrunched up his nose.
She laughed and shoved his shoulder. "Go. I need to get ready for bed." She said. He stood up, planting a kiss to her forehead. "Hope you had fun scarring our dad." He told her, flashing her a grin before he left.
"Andrew!" He stopped in his tracks and turned away from his bedroom door to go down the stairs. "Come sit." Chris motioned to one of the couches. Kate was at the fireplace. Kate spared a glance at the stairs to make sure Allison wasn't there before she started to pace and talk.
"The one that attacked me was big. It had width and power. But the one I shot was lean and fast." He took a seat across from Chris on the other couch. "Well, that would be Derek Hale." Chris noted, referring to the last one Kate mentioned. "Are you sure?" Kate asked.
"Mostly." Chris brought his glass up to his lips. "Well, how do we know it's just the two of them?" She asked. "We don't, yet." Chris answered, "But if Derek's still alive, he will lead us to the alpha." Andrew stayed quiet, watching Kate.
"Take the pack leader, and take the pack." She mused at the two. "And we do it according to the code.." She watched Chris point at her. Andrew leaned back into the couch. "You and the code." She mused at Chris again. "It's there for a reason, Kate." Chris stated.
Kate spared a glance at Andrew. "Do you believe that, Andrew?" She asked. He clenched and unclenched his jaw. "You know that I do." They had gotten into a fight over it, a physical fight. She had started it after he had made a comment that she thought overstepped her authority. He hadn't even tried to fight her back, just tried to keep her away until Chris had intervened.
"Of course." She said, tossing the match she had just lit into the logs in the fireplace. She eyed her brother, "I always play by the rules." Andrew had to keep from snickering. She had ignored the code many times. Just as many others had. "I have school tomorrow." He left the two to their weird 'fighting for authority' staring contest.