"For example I don't even know how you found him," Peter said, his voice sounding as if he was only interested, but she knew him better than that.

It was an interrogation and he was the one asking the suspect all the questions he wanted answers for. She wasn't planning to tell him everything, though, but the best defense she had was playing stupid. Putting on the most surprised expression she could manage, Kim asked, "What?"

Peter let out a long sigh, sitting on the coffee table in front of her with his elbows resting on his thighs as he was watching her. "He only said he wanted to see you, but never said a word about where." She should have expected this, the suspicion and putting the pieces of the puzzle together. While she leaned back on the couch, trying to build a safe distance between them, the werewolf spoke up again. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"No I just-"

"You're lying," he interrupted her angrily.

All right, playing stupid probably wasn't the best idea. Kim pulled up her legs, hugging her knees as she spoke. "I didn't even say anything."

Peter huffed. "But your heartbeat did," he pointed out.

"I know where to find him, yes," she gave in. "When I visited Chris a few weeks ago I met him because he lives in the same building."

"Didn't you feel like telling us?"

"Not until it became relevant," Kim replied with a satisfied smirk on her lips, knowing how playing the same role he was playing most of the time might have a certain effect on the werewolf. Mirroring, after all, was quite a good strategy to follow.

"It's relevant now." As she expected, his voice was angrier this time, but she didn't feel even the slightest hint of fear. Peter wouldn't hurt her, because if he did, they would lose their only chance to have a diplomatic meeting with Deucalion. He took a deep breath to calm himself before he spoke up once again. "So what happened?"

"He wanted me to stay with him. He said it would be safer there because he didn't want me to get hurt," she explained with a shrug.

"Does he know where you live?"

Kim laughed at his kind of naïve question. "He's not stupid," she pointed out. "Someone told him; probably one of the twins followed me or I don't know, but he could also smell you on me," she added. After all, it was partly his fault, and Kim wanted him to be aware of that. She wasn't the only one to blame.

"Oh, is the scary alpha leader jealous?"

Peter took it too lightly but, of course, he couldn't have any idea how serious this thing was. After what she had found out, this reaction almost made her laugh. If he only knew how jealous he could be and how deep trouble he would be in if he tried to do anything to her in the future. "I don't think jealous is a good word for that," she pointed out.

"Look, maybe he's just trying to get you out of the picture because you know too much about him."

"No, it's more than that," she told him while laughing.

"How so?"

Kim flashed a smirk at him as she reached into her pocket for her phone. "Oh, it's Chris. He wants to meet me. Sorry, story time is over for today, I guess."

"Kim, don't you dare to leave now."

"Or what?" she asked as she turned back from the door. "You're going to hurt me? Don't be ridiculous."

She had no idea why she was suddenly so confident. Maybe it was Duke. Maybe it the fact he still cared about her. Either way, she didn't feel like going into the details with Peter, so in the next days she tried to avoid him.

It was nice to work with Chris again, seeing how professional hunters took care of things. She had always liked the way he was thinking, sharing the same views with her own father and at the same time believing in the Code they had. After all, there's a reason why hunters had been creating rules for themselves. Even though Chris wanted to retire, his plans failed. Once a hunter, always a hunter - even Kim had to admit returning was better than keeping the average life she lived in the past years.

After she left Peter in the apartment to meet Chris, the hunter told her about the recent deaths around. Animals, virgins and warriors which meant they were dealing with a druid. Probably a Darach, as he called it. All of the murders so far had been sacrifices and there were other groups of people to be killed in the near future. But this wasn't the only problem they had since Allison had told her father about a battle Derek and the others were preparing for against the alphas.

Kim had barely talked to Peter lately as she tried to avoid him and his interrogations that usually came out of nowhere. So while he was working on their possible strategy with his nephew, she tried to find the Darach with Chris. Now they were in the abandoned mall, though, looking at the traces left behind after the battle.

"Almost ten years, Chris," she spoke up to break the silence. "After all this time we still have the same problems."

He looked at her, obviously knowing what she meant. "The Darach is new" he pointed out with a sigh. "There were no such sacrificial murders before. We found blood on the Nemeton but that was it. "

"Okay, right. What are you planning to do?"

"It started soon after the alphas appeared here."

"So there's a connection?"

"Maybe," he said as they sat down at the top of the old escalator, looking down at the ruins. "But at least I know where to look and what kind of people the Darach might be planning to kill next. And I also know that Allison is helping Scott and the others even if I told her not to."

Kim's gaze shifted to the damaged wall that was said to be the spot where one of the teenage girl's arrows ended up. "So what are you going to do with her?"

"I'll handle it," Chris replied confidently.

"Sure?"

"I'll try," he corrected his previous statement.

"Maybe you should let her do what she wants to do," Kim told him quietly, earning a questioning look from the Argent. "Believe it or not, I was a teenager once and I remember that the more my parents tried to ban something the more I wanted to do it."

Chris didn't reply right away. He glanced down at his hand, playing with the wedding ring he was still wearing. "I lost too many members of my family lately and I don't want Allison to get hurt," he admitted.

"I understand, trust me, but your relationship with Allison is a lot like the one between me and my dad was. You teach her everything about hunting, you protect her, but at the same time you know there are certain situations when you have to bend the rules of the Code to win. You know there's a grey area and you also know that Scott can teach her other things as well."

"What kind of things exactly?"

She smiled to herself at his question. Thinking about it, maybe what she had just said came out wrong. "Not the ones you're thinking about," she assured him. "Scott's a good a guy, a werewolf who believes revenge doesn't necessarily solve every single problem in the world. In that sense I guess Scott is Allison's Deucalion. He protected her on more than on occasion right? They are there for each other so give the guy some credit and trust him. Dad trusted Duke and I think that was one of the best decisions in his life."

The silence that fell on the abandoned building was suffocating. Kim looked at the man and tried to figure out what he was thinking about at the moment. Of course she had an idea; it was only natural for one to come to this conclusion after all. And then she was proven right when Chris turned to her with a smirk.

"Yeah, and then he turned into a psychopathic murderer," he said mockingly.

Kim raised her forefinger. "Thanks to your father," she replied.

"What did you say?"

"That it was Gerard's fault after all."

He looked as if he was balancing between the state of being genuinely confused and utterly sarcastic. "I'm sorry, but they were the ones who walked into Deucalion's trap."

"Oh, God, no," Kim said as she shook her head. Well, at least this explained a few things. Not like it came as a big surprise to hear how Gerard Argent lied to someone about what had happened exactly. "Don't tell me you only heard this side of the story."

And then it happened. Chris Argent turned from a hunter into a father in a blink of an eye, speaking in a tone he was probably using while talking to Allison. She appreciated it, really, how he handled it without being rude or hurting her feelings.

"Kim, I know you don't want to believe it, but it was Deucalion's fault that your father died that day," he said.

Her father's death was something Kim wanted to avoid. It was a territory she never ever wanted anyone to step into again, especially if the said person was the son of the man who killed him. On that day she had lost not only her father and best friend, but also the future she wanted to have, including the plans to convince other hunters it was time to revise the Code. Maybe even Chris would have agreed but it didn't really mattered anymore.

"Actually," she started hesitantly, trying to find a way not to upset him and start a fight, "it was your father's fault that mine died. He was the one who killed everyone who attended the meeting, leaving only Duke alive after he had blinded him. But it doesn't matter now. What does matter is that we have the chance to change things. We can learn from the past and maybe it's enough to help them. Don't be like your father and don't hurt Scott."

He decided not to reply but the expression on his face told her he understood her and maybe even agreed with it. "I'd prefer if she stayed out of this," he finally said.

Kim let out a small laugh as she said, "Let's be honest: she won't stay out of anything."

They sat there for a few more minutes in silence. Neither of them felt like talking but it wasn't a problem for now. The abandoned mall was now a reminder of what they were up against - not only the Darach but the alpha pack as well. Peter had tried to convince her to join the others here so she could try and talk to Deucalion, but she knew they only wanted to use her as bait and not someone who could get him to stop. They wanted the alpha dead but to kill him they had to get close to him first.

As she was thinking about it, Kim's phone started buzzing in her pocket. It was a message from Deaton, saying he wanted to meet her at the animal clinic right away. Putting it away again, she said goodbye and left. The text was strange; short and lacking any kind of information about why he wanted her there exactly, but this was what made the entire thing suspicious.

When she got out of the car, she didn't notice anything out of normal. Once inside, she tapped her fingertips on the table as she called out. "Hello?"

"Come in, I'm back here," came his response.

His voice sounded tired, maybe a little nervous or annoyed, but Kim couldn't decide which one was true. "Hey, what was so," she started as she entered the room, but stopped right away when she noticed the body lying on the metal table. "Oh my God, he's alive?"

It was Ennis, the alpha who was believed to be dead. Sure, neither his nor Derek's body was found later but it was still shocking. Her eyes moved to the vet who visibly gulped and she knew something was really wrong. He wasn't doing this because he wanted to, obviously. After all, Deaton was helping Scott and not the alphas.

"Apparently," he replied. "Listen, they are here and I believe it's time for you to help us." She gave him a confused look so he took a deep breath and went on. "Things are getting worse, Kim, and maybe there's something you could do for us."

Kim didn't say anything.

She didn't like the sound of the idea.

Author's note: And from the next chapter on our beloved demon wolf will play a much bigger role in the story. No, but seriously. It's about time for him to do something, right? So get ready, because I have plans for these two and also say hello to Deaton. And Chris.

I hope you enjoyed it and feel free to tell me what you think.