Allison went into Haven's room with a quart of ice cream in her hand and two spoons. "Comfort food?" she asked with a smile as she wiggled the ice cream in her hand.

Haven looked away from her books with a "No thanks" and went back to what she was doing.

Allison looked very disappointed and plopped down on her sister's bed. "Haven, it's red velvet flavored. I have never known you to turn down red velvet anything."

"I just want to read this." Haven was doing as much research as she could because she wanted to be prepared the next time she came in contact with the Alpha – Or any other wolfed out Wolfman that she came up against. Yeah, she knew all this info wasn't everything she needed but since their dad had practically put them on lock-down, it's not like she could do much else. In other words, secret (even from Aunt Kate) training sessions with Allison were completely out of the question.

Allison had the lid already removed from the tub and started eating. "If it makes you feel any better, Scott and Stiles are just getting drunk as opposed to eating this delicious goodness."

That bit of information pulled Haven's attention away from the literature. "And how would you know they're getting drunk?"

Allison shrugged like it was no big deal. "Stiles told me."

Haven's mouth opened to ask a question but decided against it. "Nevermind. Give me the velvet." She took it from her sister's hand, along with the spoon, and started to indulge.

Between spoonfuls, Allison said, "You probably don't want to hear this, but it's for the best. You were getting yourself into some messed up Romeo and Juliet stuff there. And remember – they both died in the end." Upon receiving a 'shut up' glare from Haven, Allison held up her hands in surrender and proceeded to eat in silence.

This went on for a little while before Allison asked, "You think any more about telling everyone you figured it out?"

Instead of answering that, she asked a question of her own. "Why doesn't mom want me to know?"

Allison sighed after taking a big spoonful. "She doesn't think you can handle it."

Haven scoffed as she threw her spoon into the container. "I've been doing a pretty damn good job so far."

Allison smacked her lips and closed up the ice cream. "You so sure about that?"

Haven shot daggers at her twin as she got up and left the room. In a fit of anger and frustration, Haven picked up one of the books she was reading and threw it at the closed door before pulling a pillow over her face and screaming into it.

The following morning Haven was awakened by Kate pouncing on her bed. "Gooood morning Mini-Me!" Kate announced like 'Good Morning Vietnam'. Haven grumbled and pulled the covers back over her head.

Kate made a playful 'tisk-tisk' sound as she tried to pull back the blankets, but to no avail. "I don't think so, kiddo. School is back in session and I think you might want to get into the shower before Allison takes all the hot water again." Kate put extra emphasis on the word 'again' because this was not the first time Allison had used up all the hot water.

Haven pulled the covers down just enough to reveal her eyes. "Not interested."

Kate groaned dramatically and fell back beside her niece. She picked up the Beast of Gevudan book that Haven had been reading the night before and said, "Well you seem to interested in something." Kate wiggled the book in front of Haven's face and laughed when it was snatched away. "Get up Mini-Me. Your dad is driving you girls to school." She plastered a deliberately sloppy kiss on Haven's cheek before hopping off the bed and leaving the room.

Haven was completely grossed out as she wiped her face. "Ickth," she voiced aloud before climbing out of bed. It was Monday and school was back in session after being closed for a couple days. The police were still looking for Derek, which meant they didn't find his body because of the Alpha or Derek was still alive and on the run. Her gut told her it was the latter.

With a heavy sigh she gathered up some random clothes and got ready for the day and already she had a feeling it was going to be one hell of a long one.

The drive to school was quiet with the twins in the backseat and the elder Argent siblings in the front. When Chris pulled in front of the school, the girls tried to get out but their doors were locked. Haven sighed because of this. "Dad, seriously, if you're going to make me come to school and be the chauffeur then the least you could do is unlock the door so I can actually attend."

Chris looked back at his girls before taking in the sight of the school with the broken window and Deputies scattered about. After a moment or two, he looked at his sister and asked, "Kate, what's your opinion on home-schooling?"

Haven couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You've got to be kidding me," she scoffed and fell back into her seat.

Kate mulled this over before saying, "Mmm..well, I'm more of a learning-by-doing kind of girl."

Haven couldn't help but interject at that moment. "And what's your opinion on overprotective fathers who keep insisting on ruining their daughters' lives?"

"Haven, chill," Allison said to her sister in a hushed tone because she could tell that her twin wasn't just playing around when that was said.

Kate looked back at Haven with a wink before leaning over to the driver's side and unlocking the doors. "That's my opinion," she said with a wicked little grin.

"Thank you," Haven replied and quickly got out of the car before her father could lock the doors again. In that moment Haven officially decided that she hated cars.

Allison stuck behind for a moment because she saw the look her father was giving her. Once Haven was already headed inside the school, Chris spoke. "I know we've already discussed how irresponsible, among so many other things, your actions were that night so I'm not going to repeat myself. I am, however, going to say this – if you ever try to handle something as big as this again alone..."

Allison didn't need him to say anything more. "I know, dad. I got it."

"If nothing else this affirms the fact that Haven should know what the hell is going on," Kate interjected. "And that I was right and you underestimated the threat and should have listened to me."

Allison looked between her father and aunt before saying, "And on that note I'm going to school," and got out the car almost as quickly as Haven previously had.

Allison's first class was with Scott and Stiles - but no Haven. This didn't register with Allison at all because her twin wasn't in this class to begin with. If her sister was in this class then Allison would have known that Haven was skipping – Nothing she could do about that.

Allison was about to take a seat in the front row but the sound of Stiles' voice saying "Hey, Allison. Saved you a seat," stopped her from sitting. She looked towards the back and saw Stiles gesturing the to the desk beside him with a goofy grin on his face. After chuckling a bit she said, "Thanks," as she slid into the seat.

When Scott came in without a word and sat in the front row, Stiles and Allison looked at each other. They were both thinking that he didn't look too good but neither said a word. 'It was about Haven. It had to be' that was their thinking anyway.

As the class progressed and the test started, things weren't going too well for Scott. Stiles didn't know what was going on with him but as soon as the teacher wasn't looking, he nudged Allison's leg with his foot to get her attention. When he had it, he gestured towards Scott.

Allison observed him for a moment, as opposed to taking her test, and she had a pretty good hunch as to what was going on with him. The full moon was that night and as far as she could tell, Scott did not have much control yet. It was no surprise to her when Scott grabbed his stuff and took off. Allison knew she was going to regret this one way or another and followed after him.

Stiles didn't waste any time and went after them as well, ignoring the teacher as he called out after the three of them.

When Stiles went into the hall he almost ran into Allison – literally. "Where's Scott?"

Allison answered by pointing to the backpack on the floor a little ways down on the floor. "Think he left any more breadcrumbs?" she asked as they went over and Stiles picked it up.

Stiles thought that was a bit amusing and his face showed that before he dialed Scott's number in worry. Their heads turned almost simultaneously when they heard the faint ringtone nearby. The pair followed the sound all the way to the boy's locker room. Stiles stopped Allison from going in by blocking her way and saying, "Uh, this is the boy's room and the shower's running so..."

Allison rolled her eyes and pushed past Stiles. After she did this he said, "Okay, nevermind," to himself and continued to follow the sound of the ringtone.

"What if he's naked?" Stiles whispered as they got closer to the shower.

"Then I'll close my eyes," Allison joked back then said more seriously, "I'm more worried about him being wolfed out."

Stiles couldn't argue with that and when Scott, who was standing under water, came into view he was relieved to find he wasn't, as Allison said, wolfed out.

Scott heard them approaching and turned around. "Stiles...Allison?" He was surprised to see Allison there, but that didn't matter. "I – I feel like..."

"What's going on?" Stiles asked. "Are you changing?"

Scott shook his head. "No, I – I can't breathe." He continued to wheeze after speaking.

Allison's brows raised as she looked at him then turned to Stiles and asked quietly, yet incredulously, "Is he having a panic attack?"

Stiles came to the same conclusion and had an idea. He took Scott's inhaler from his bag and handed it to him. "Here, use this."

Scott took it and inhaled a few times. After that, he felt better. Scott couldn't believe it. "I was having an asthma attack?"

"Actually," Stiles retorted, "you were having a panic attack. But thinking you were having an asthma attack stopped you from having a panic attack. Irony."

Allison was pretty impressed with Stilinski's course of action and nudged his shoulder with a smile to show it, but she had to ask. "How did you know how to do that?"

"I used to get them a lot after my mom died," Stiles replied. "Not fun."

"I saw Haven in the hall and...and it was like someone hit me in the ribs with a hammer," Scott explained as he looked from Stiles to Allison.

Allison sighed. "Scott, it's called heartbreak. I know it's hard enough dealing with it as a normal teenager, but you need to get your wolf ass act together. Because next time it might not be just a panic attack. Next time, you just might change." Once her point was made, she looked at Stiles and asked, "You got this?"

Stiles nodded. "Yeah."

"I don't just mean right now. It's a full moon tonight so have you got this?" Allison put a lot more emphasis in her question this time around.

Stiles understood and nodded again. "Yeah, I got this."

Allison was slightly hesitant but accepted that. "Alright. You two deal with this and I'm going to try and get some semblance of a good grade on that test." Without another word, she took her leave and left the locker room. Allison wanted to say something to Stiles about being sorry to hear about his mom, but that wasn't the time and honestly, she wasn't sure if it'd make much of an impact.

Haven skipped all of her morning classes and laid low. She didn't want to run into Scott or anyone else. And with everything going on she completely forgot that, that night was the full moon.

It wasn't until lunch time that she made an appearance – only because she was hungry. Haven took a seat and looked around for her sister, but Allison wasn't anywhere in sight. Then she remembered Alli had mentioned something about a hunting meeting so she figured that's where her twin was and wasn't worried.

Haven was just starting to enjoy her cookies when Jackson came out of nowhere and sat down next to her. "Uh...hi.." she greeted with a bit of a mouthful.

"Hey," Jackson replied. "You doing alright? After the other night, I mean. I called you a couple times but..."

Haven swallowed her food before speaking. "I ignored everyone. Don't take it personally."

"Good to know, because I was about to." Jackson grinned before breaking off part of her cookie and popping it into her mouth.

Haven scoffed and backhanded him a little. "Cookie thief."

Jackson chuckled and grinned a bit. "Oh, you have no idea."

Haven was starting to get the feeling that this conversation had taken a very weird turn, so she changed. Using his words against him, she asked, "What about you – you doing alright? After the other night, I mean."

Jackson nodded a little. "Yeah, better than I thought I'd be anyway." He paused for a moment before asking, "Is it true you and Scott broke up?"

"Why would you ask that?" Haven didn't even think that made it to the grapevine of the Beacon Hills High gossip society. In other words, she didn't think Lydia would have cared enough to mention it to anyone. Haven only knew that Lydia did because she overheard Allison and her talking about it the other day.

"Just checking in, because if you did I'm glad to hear it. You deserve better and I think he got exactly what he deserves."

Haven really didn't like where this was going and decided to get the hell out of dodge before she lost her temper. "See you later Jackson."

He tried to get her to stop her from leaving by saying, "You haven't even finished your lunch."

As she slid the tray over to him, she said, "You can have it" and left the cafeteria before he could get out another word.

Haven headed down one of the halls and spotted Scott and Stiles talking about something. She caught the words 'Come on, will you please ask her?' come from Stiles' mouth before she turned around and headed in the opposite direction. Haven was so not ready to see Scott – not at all.

When Allison got back to school she went straight to looking for Haven. When she turned the corner, she almost bumped into Stiles who was on his way to the lacrosse field and looked shocked as hell to see her.

"Uh, hey, Allison," he all but stammered in greeting.

"Have you seen my sister?" Allison asked in reply – still looking around.

"Wasn't Scott coming to find you?" Stiles asked in reply, looking as if he was trying to figure something out.

Allison had no idea what he was talking about. "If he was I haven't seen him." She caught sight of Haven down the hall and started to walk off but continued to say to Stiles, "But if this is about him and Haven I'm not going to listen to it."

Stiles couldn't believe this and went off to find Scott before practice. As he passed Coach's office, he couldn't believe what he was seeing; Scott making out with a girl who was not Haven. In fact, it was Lydia. Stiles knocked on the door before opening it and cleared his throat.

Lydia took off out of the other exit and Scott looked like he was the 'big wolf on campus'. Stiles couldn't help but backhand him a bit. "Dude! How does 'hey Scott, can you ask Allison if she likes me' turn into 'hey, Scott, why don't you go make out Jackson's girlfriend in the Coach's office'?!"

Scott chuckled a bit and said, "Sorry, Stiles. I got distracted." He patted Stiles arm and headed off for the field as Stiles followed saying, "This better be because of the full moon."

After getting home, Kate went right over to the twins and said to Allison "She's mine for a couple hours," and without explanation she took Haven's hand and brought her upstairs.

Haven looked back at her sister in question who had a 'no clue' expression in reply. Since she didn't have much choice in the matter, she went along with her aunt into her very own bedroom. "You're freaking me out here," Haven said jokingly as Kate closed the door behind them.

Kate walked further into the room before pulling something out from behind her back. "You know what this is?"

Haven tossed her backpack on her bed and answered with a, "Yeah, it's a stun gun, tazer thing. Why?"

"Because I'm going to teach you how to shoot one," Kate replied a bit smugly.

Out of nowhere Haven answered with "I already know how to shoot one."

Kate laughed. "Oh really? And when did you learn how to do that?" When Haven looked like she didn't have the answer, she draped her arm over her niece's shoulder with a sigh. "I know you're a proud person, Mini-Me, but don't let that make you into a liar." Kate placed the stun gun in Haven's hand and set up and old teddy bear for practice. "Ready?"

Haven looked down at it in her hand and moved it back and forth a little. She had no idea why she said she knew how to shoot one because she never had in her life and yet it felt...well it felt like she had. When Kate asked if she was ready, Haven took aim towards the bear and said, "You even have to ask?"

Kate looked very pleased. "That's my girl and oh, don't tell your father because he would kill me."

Right before Haven fired the tazer at the poor, defenseless stuffed animal, she muttered "Sure he would."

After practicing with this for a little, they took a little break. Kate sat next to her niece on the bed and asked, "You still thinking about Scott?"

"I still care about him, Kate. Hell, I still love him, but it's just...not right. Not right now anyway," Haven answered with a sigh. "There's just so much I need to figure out and...and I don't think I can be with him when I do it. I thought I could but I guess I was wrong." Haven was getting away with herself, forgetting exactly who she was talking to, and said, "Maybe Derek was right, maybe..."

Kate stopped her niece right there. "Whoa, hold up. Derek? You know the alleged killer Derek? Did Scott know him too? Were you all friends or something?"

Haven couldn't believe she had done that. For just a moment she just wanted to talk to her aunt and forgot that she was also a werewolf hunter etc. Realizing her huge mistake, she said "No, Kate. Jeeze, completely different Derek. I should have said that right off. Didn't mean to freak you out there." Haven really hoped that Kate bought it. If she didn't, it didn't show because Kate answered with, "Sheesh, kiddo, give me a heart attack there."

Haven looked at her apologetically. "Sorry."

Kate smiled and nudged her. "Don't worry about it. And hey, I gotta go out for a bit but I'll talk to you later. Oh and be careful tonight, it's a full moon and that's when all the crazies come out to play."

Haven looked at her with wide eyes. "There's a full moon tonight?"

Kate nodded with a laugh. "Uh, yeah. So be careful, Mini-Me. You know, because of the crazies." As she walked out of Haven's room, she said to her "You know, that's actually where they came up with the word lunatic."

Haven had an 'oh, is that so' expression on her face as Kate walked out. Once she was sure her aunt wasn't going to make a random sudden appearance, she quickly got off the bed and shoved the stun gun in her bag before taking off.

On her way down the stairs she was stopped by her mom asking, "Where do you think you're going, young lady?"

"Just going out, mom," Haven replied on her way to the front door.

Victoria followed her daughter and blocked her path. "That's not a good idea, sweetie. I don't want you going out alone especially..."

Haven cut her off by speaking without really thinking. "I'm not going alone."

This surprised her. "Oh. Are you going with Scott, then?"

Haven knew she had to think of something and thought quick. "Uh, no. Jackson. Jackson and I are hanging out tonight." Of all the people she could have said she just had to say him? Even Greenburg would have been a better option.

"Oh, okay then, have fun," Victoria replied and smiled at her daughter before going into the kitchen.

Haven knew that her mom would now be on the lookout for Jackson's car so she pulled out her phone and quickly texted him to come pick her up and that she'd explain later.

Haven was standing on the sidewalk when Jackson finally pulled up and rolled down the window. "Jackson's taxi service. Need a ride?" he joked.

Haven rolled her eyes and got into the car. "My mom didn't want me going out alone and for some reason your name came up. Don't read anything into this."

"Oh, I'm not. Just the fact that you were thinking about me, but no biggie," Jackson smirked at her and laughed when she punched him. "Hey, watch the arm."

Haven pointed forward and ordered, "Drive."

"Yes, ma'am," he replied with a grin and pulled back onto the road.

"So where are we going?" Jackson asked as they drove in a generic direction.

"Scott's house," Haven replied and that made Jackson pull over. When he did this, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"Why are you going to his house?" he asked, clearly not wanting her to go.

"That's none of your business," Haven shot back because she knew she couldn't get into it.

"Hey, you're the one that called me up for a ride so I think I deserve a bit of an explanation." Jackson looked at her with a raised brow and when it was evident she wasn't going to say another word, he thought of a compromise. "Okay, fine. I'll take you to McCall's house – who banged up Danny pretty bad at practice, if you hadn't heard – if you have dinner with me first."

Haven scoffed at him and crossed her arms with a shake to her head.

Jackson sighed. "Come on, Haven. It's not like I'm taking out for a candlelit meal or anything. Come get some drive-thru burgers with me – because I'm starving – and then I'll take you wherever you want to go. Deal?"

Haven didn't think she had enough time for this side venture but it did beat walking – especially since it'd probably take her longer if she did walk all the way to Scott's house. Finally Haven groaned. "Fine. Burgers it is."

Jackson grinned like he had just won a prize or something and once again pulled the car back onto the road.

After getting the food, Jackson parked so they could eat. He put up the argument that it wouldn't be safe to eat and drive at the same time and Haven really couldn't say anything about that – especially when one of the car accidents she had been a part of had to do with eating while behind the wheel.

While they ate, Jackson said, "Look, I'm sorry about what I said about McCall. I didn't mean to upset you."

Haven sipped at her soda and sighed. "It's okay. It's just...complicated."

"That's something I can understand," Jackson replied almost empathetically. After a few moments he said, "Can I tell you something?"

Haven paused mid chew as she tried to think of what this could be. "If you're confessing some sort of crime to me, I don't want to hear it."

Jackson laughed. "No, it's nothing like that. It's just...I don't think it was Derek in the school the other night. I know you said it Derek, but I don't think it was him."

Haven shifted in her seat a little. "What do you want me to do with that? We saw what we saw and..."

"I know. Hey, Haven, I know. But...did you really see Derek or were you just saying that to side with McCall?"

Haven dropped her container of fries in the paper bag with a bit more force than needed. "You're really getting on my nerves, Jackson. Just when I think there might be some semblance of a human being in there..." she waved her hand around his face as she said that and continued, "you go ahead and say some crap like that. Forget this, I'll walk." Haven was about to get out of the car but Jackson's spoke to stop her.

"Haven, hey, I'm sorry. Okay? I'm just trying to make sense of all this and I don't know who to talk to."

Haven was still pissed. "Why don't you talk to your girlfriend about it?" she shot back.

Jackson scoffed. "Lydia? Do you really think she's the type of person to have a heart to heart with?"

Haven didn't answer that question one way or another and just sat there with her hand around the door handle with every intention of getting out of the car. Alas, it was the full moon and all she had on her was a tazer – very smart, Haven – so perhaps staying in Jackson's car was the safest option. She sighed in annoyance and defeat before turning to face him. "You have five minutes. Talk."

Jackson took a moment before speaking. "Look, I only asked if you were sure it was Derek because I saw someone in the hall that night. I didn't see any features but it was this black...shape. And here's where it gets really hard to explain. The guy...or whatever it was...it just got down on all fours, and then just took off."

Haven was playing it off like she had zero idea what he was talking about. "Why would he take off on his hands and knees?"

"It wasn't like that," Jackson retorted. "It was more like hands and feet. Like an animal. He moved like an animal."

Haven blinked a few times, in hopes of giving off the expression that she thought he was nuts. "Jackson...you do realize that's pretty damn impossible, right? I mean, a guy that walks around like an animal? This is the stuff of horror movies – not real life."

Nothing else could be said by either of them because the car shook like something had just jumped on the roof. "What the hell was that?" Jackson asked and was about to get out of the car but Haven stopped him. "No, don't" she said, looking at him pleadingly. Haven had a pretty damn good idea what was out there – even if she wasn't sure who it was.

Jackson took his hand off the handle and said, "Okay. I'm not going anywhere."

What was weird for Haven? She believe him.

Allison got into Stiles Jeep at the meeting point when he called her. "I asked you straight out if you had this and you told me you had this!" She exclaimed as she buckled up while Stiles started to drive down the road. "You have any idea how hard it was to come up with a lie that my father would believe for me ditching him in a full moon?!"

Stiles was already beating himself up about this. "I know, okay? I know. I handcuffed him to the radiator, I thought it'd be good enough."

Allison put her hands over her face and groaned. "This is my own fault. I know about werewolves and how they can be on full moons and I didn't give any help." She couldn't stop herself from worrying about Scott and what was going to happen if he did something that he couldn't come back from.

After driving for a bit, they came to an area that was filled with cop cars and an ambulance. "Oh, no," Stiles voiced aloud and Allison was thinking the exact same thing. Only Allison didn't know that Stiles was thinking even more.

"I don't see my dad," he said as he pulled to a stop. "Where's my dad?" Stiles hurried out of the Jeep and quickly starting looking for his father.

Allison followed after him and saw a covered body being brought to the ambulance. The arm that was hanging out was completely burned, but that bit of information would have to wait because Stiles was freaking out.

"I can't find my dad!" He exclaimed, looking around at all the officers.

Allison placed her hand on his arm to try and calm him. "We'll find him."

They didn't have to look far because the Sheriff came over to them and said, "Stiles? What are you doing here?"

Stiles was too relieved to answer and went right over to his dad to give him a hug. It was a heartwarming moment to say the least – At least it was to Allison. She was so taken by this that she didn't notice that another car was driving up to the scene.

Chris and Kate pulled up enough to see but not be noticed. "I thought Allison said he was meeting up with Haven?" Kate asked, looking at her brother.

"That's what I thought," Chris answered, leaning forward a little. "The one she's with. That one's Stiles?"

"Yeah," Kate concurred. "A friend of Haven's."

Chris turned to her and asked, "You getting anywhere with her?"

"I think so, but she's not copping up to it," Kate replied then said, "Tell me something. Remember the night with the two betas? You said that one of them was smaller, right? Well, what if he wasn't just smaller – what if he was younger too?"

Chris hadn't considered that but now that he had, he looked over to Stiles who was talking to the Sheriff with Allison and thought aloud, "You think Allison is trying to deal with this solo?"

"Honestly?" Kate said as she too looked over at them, "It wouldn't surprise me. I just wonder..." She cut her sentence short because she wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to finish it.

Chris wasn't about to let her get off that easily. "You just wonder, what?"

Kate saw how Allison laughed at something that Stiles had said then replied, "I just wonder, if she's doing this solo, how far she's willing to go?" Kate let that sink in before asking, "How are we gonna play this, brother?"

Chris tightened and moved his grip around the steering wheel as he thought. Finally he grumbled something and came to a decision. "We'll let this play out...for now."

End Episode 8