"Why the hell did I agree to this?!" Allison exclaimed as she slouched down out of sight in the backseat of Derek's car – While Scott was driving with Stiles in the front seat.

"Because you're conflicted between your loyalty to the hunters and your loyalty to your sister," Stiles replied. Granted he didn't know for sure but he was taking a pretty good guess.

"We don't even know if what Derek said about a cure is true!" Allison exclaimed then asked, "Is Kate still following us?"

"We don't know that it's not, which is why you're helping," Stiles answered then looked back and did see the elder Argent chasing after them with her own vehicle. "And yeah...she's still behind us. Go faster Scott."

"Much faster – or do you not grasp the concept of a car chase?!" Allison was a bit more emotional than usual because if her family caught her helping the wolves then things would be very, very bad. Yes, she was aware that she pretty much told Haven that it was a good thing to stay away from Scott, etc but this was different. She was doing this to help them so Haven could finally have a good thing.

"If I go any faster I'll kill us!" Scott exclaimed.

Allison practically dove in the front seat to look at him as she emphasized, "Yeah, well, if Kate catches up she'll kill us."

Just as Scott finally put the pedal to the metal – so to speak – Kate pulled off on a different road. Allison noticed this and said, "That's not good."

Stiles thought it was. "Why? She's gone." After receiving a look from Allison, he got what she was meaning and quickly turned on the Police radio. Soon after this a voice stated that Derek Hale was running on foot in the Iron Works. Stiles had a 'ohhhhh' look on his face as he said, "Now I get it."

They sped to the Iron Works as fast as possible and screeched to a stop when they spotted Derek dodging fire from Chris Argent. Allison stayed low as Stiles opened up the door and shouted to Derek, "Get in!" before scrambling into the back seat.

Once Derek was inside, and Scott sped off, Allison said, "You need a more sensible car, dude."

Derek couldn't believe what he was seeing. "You're aware that she's not the Argent who's usually a part of this, right? They don't look that much alike to get them confused."

Allison leaned forward again for emphasis. "My sister loves Scott. You have a way to save Scott. Saving Scott means my sister is happy and if that means I have to help save you in the process...well, it looks like I'm gonna have to."

Derek was about to say something else but Scott cut him off by saying, "What part of lay low didn't you understand?!"

Derek, switching gears to Scott's train of thought, said "I almost had him!"

"Whoa, at the school?" Stiles asked, leaning over Derek's seat a little.

"He was right in front of me! But then the freaking Police..." Derek was clearly pissed about this.

Stiles was calm as he said, "Hey, they're just doing their jobs..." His sentence was cut short by Derek's glare.

"Yeah," Derek shot back, "thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state."

"In his defense, he thought you were dead." What Allison didn't already know about the night at the school, Haven and the others filled her in on.

"Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it." Scott really knew he screwed up but at the time it was the only thing he could think to do and now he wasn't hearing the end of it.

Stiles wanted to get back to the Alpha track so he interjected quite loudly. "Okay!" After a breath, he asked Derek, "How did you find him?"

Allison rolled her eyes when Derek got all quiet and broody. "Can you try to trust us for half a second or them at least and I'll cover my ears?" She placed her hands over her ears – which was course was gonna do no good – and looked at him with a 'carry on, now' manner.

Derek exhaled through his nose before speaking. "The last time I spoke to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris."

Stiles and Allison both practically lunged forward and asked simultaneously, "Our chemistry teacher?"

"Why him?" Scott asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

Derek didn't have the answer for that. "I – I don't know yet."

"Well, what's the second?" Scott asked, taking his eyes off the road for a split second to look at him.

Derek reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. "Some kind of symbol." He showed it to them and Scott groaned as Allison had a facepalm moment. This made Derek looked back and forth between them as he asked, "What? Do you know what this is?"

"I've seen it on a necklace," Scott answered, and Allison added, "Haven's necklace."

Allison left before Haven did for school and met up with the boys to discuss the matter of the necklace. "No. Absolutely not. The one thing I made clear was that Haven wasn't to be involved in all of this until it was over. You really think I can just ask her for her necklace or take it and her not get suspicious?"

"Fine, we'll ask her," Stiles replied, not finding it a big deal.

"How is that any better?" Allison shot back.

Stiles really wasn't getting something and finally asked it. "Weren't you the one that wanted Haven to be a part of this whole thing in the first place? And now you're doing everything you can to keep her from it? What's the deal?"

"This is different," Allison answered defensively. "I know Haven can handle herself in a hunt but not when the people she cares about are involved. She has always been the type of person that would jump in front of a bullet for someone she loved. Our family is going also going after the Alpha who is going after Scoot, and Derek who we happen to be protecting, so the odds of her getting caught in the crossfire are too great for me to risk. Got it?" Once all that was said and done, she let out a deep breath. "I'm going into the school now, but this matter is done. Got it?" She pointed firmly between the the boys and headed inside.

Once she was out of earshot, Scott looked at Stiles and asked, "You're gonna make me get it from her now, aren't you?"

Stiles patted Scott's back as he said, "Yeah, pretty much."

Haven was in the hospital waiting room, waiting for Jackson to get out of his appointment. How she had agreed to come with him, she wasn't quite sure, but there she was. When he came out of the exam room, Haven went over and asked, "Hey, are you alright?"

"Yeah. The doc says the scabs are nothing to worry about," Jackson answered as he pulled on his coat. "I'm good for my game, but I've got some weird herb poisoning."

That caught Haven's attention. "What weird herb poisoning?"

Jackson shrugged. "Nothing that some antibiotics can't fix. Why? Were you worried about me?" he asked with a smirk.

Haven softly punched him in the arm. "Shut up, Whittemore. You ready?"

"I have to take care of something real quick. Meet you at the car?" he replied, planning on looking up what his weird poisoning was.

Haven was suspicious but she didn't say anything about it...yet. "Okay," she replied and headed for the exit. Meanwhile, Jackson was getting onto a computer to look up the herb. The herb which happened to be Aconite, or more commonly known as – Wolfsbane.

Once Jackson had this information, he knew exactly what he was going to do about it.

Jackson and Haven parted ways at school because Allison had to talk to her and he planned on talking to Scott. Scott was easy enough to find at his locker. "I know what you are McCall." He didn't bother beating around the bush.

Scott looked startled and confused. "Wh – What?"

"I know what you are." Jackson felt pretty good about himself.

After Scott swallowed a building lump in his throat, he said "I'm sorry. I – I don't know what you're talking about."

Jackson, of course, wasn't buying it. "Yeah...yeah, you do. And here's the thing – However it is that you came to be what you are, you're gonna get it for me too."

Scott was really hoping that Jackson didn't know what he was talking about. "Get what for you?"

"Whatever it is," he replied. "A bite, a scratch, sniffing magic fairy dust under the moonlight – I don't care. You're gonna get it for me, or uh..." Jackson turned Scott's face towards Haven down the hall, "I will make sure that you're the guy she never thinks about again, ever." Now that his point was made, he smirked and walked away.

Thanks to Jackson, Scott's list of problems just felt like it had grown tenfold.

Scott knew they needed to get the necklace from Haven, and since Allison made it clear that she wasn't going to get it from her...it was up to him. He and Haven had their next class together – without Allison – so he thought that'd be the best time to make progress on that front.

When Scott walked into the classroom there was an empty seat right beside Haven's. He beelined for it but was prevented from taking it by Lydia who said, "Try another row, sweetheart." Scott reluctantly took the seat behind her.

"You didn't have to do that," Haven whispered to Lydia when she sat beside her.

"Of course I did," Lydia replied. "I protect my friends and since you're Allison's sister, you're a friend by extension. Therefore, I protect you as well."

Haven was pretty well dumbfounded to hear that and honestly didn't know what to say. It wasn't as if she could say anything about it since Scott started talking to her right after.

"Haven," he said in a 'psst' sort of way.

Haven turned to face him. "Class is starting." That was all she could really get out because ever since the breakup she hadn't spoken to him. And after the full moon, Haven wasn't sure if she wanted to know whether or not it was Scott who had jumped on the roof of the car that night. Suffice it to say, they haven't spoken in a little while.

"I know, and I'll shut up," he replied. "I just, um – I just have some stuff on my phone that I wanted to send you. I thought you might like it."

Haven shrugged a little. "Okay." She couldn't see the harm in that, even though she had a semi-subconscious feeling about what the stuff on his phone was gonna turn out to be.

Scott smiled because she was willing to let him send them and quickly went ahead and did so.

When Haven's phone buzzed, she checked it out and waited for it to load. When the images of the two of them loaded, she scoffed before looking at him and saying "Not cool." After that, Haven grabbed her stuff and walked out of the classroom.

Scott had no idea what had just happened so he quickly got up and followed after her. "Haven..."

Haven stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him. "Why did you send me those, Scott? Why? I already feel bad and conflicted enough about breaking up with you as it is. Are you trying to make me feel worse?"

Scott looked at her with sincerity in his eyes. "No. I just – I thought you would like them. I thought they would remind you of us."

Haven heavily scoffed and walked closer to him. "I don't need these to remind you of us. The pen I found in the bottom of my bag, the frayed collar of the Pat Benatar shirt I know you're wearing under that sweater and..." Haven had to take a breath to keep her voice from breaking. "There are so many things that remind me of you – of us. I care about you, Pen Boy. I always will but you can't...you can't do stuff like this. Not until I can figure this out. Okay? Please, I am begging you, don't talk to me." Haven knew if she said anything more that her voice would break for sure and he didn't want to her hear that – didn't want him to see her cry.

Scott didn't say a word as Haven turned around and walked away. Even though she wasn't facing him, he knew she was crying and hated being the cause of that.

At lunch, while Haven was sitting with Lydia and Jackson, Allison went over to Scott and Stiles' table. She practically slammed her tray down and slid into the seat across from them. "So, I hear you talked to my sister today. Anything to do with the necklace that I told you to leave alone? Hmm?"

"Uh...I plead the fifth?" Scott replied, not wanting the wrath of Allison on his list of problems. "If it makes you feel any better, she told me not to talk to her. At all."

"I'm conflicted," Allison replied as she opened her milk carton.

"Speaking of...what does Haven think about you sitting over here with us?" Stiles asked, looking over at the other table where she sat.

Allison shrugged. "She thinks we're dating."

Stiles had a dramatic double take when he heard her say that. "She what now?"

Allison just shrugged again with a smile. She wasn't about to let him know whether or not she was just pulling his leg. Changing the subject, she asked "I'm hoping you guys came up with a Plan B, since the necklace – for the last time – is not an option."

Unknown to Allison, the boys had already talked about a Plan B but they weren't going to let her in on that plan. What was it? They were going to steal it. Well, Scott was anyway.

Scott didn't answer with anything because he noticed Jackson was looking at them. "He's watching us."

"Who?" Allison asked, and looked around to see Jackson. "Why is he doing that?" she asked when she turned back to the boys. Allison did not like the looks on their faces. "Guys, spill."

"He knows," Stiles blurted out. "At least we think he does. He never actually said the word."

Allison kicked them both underneath the table. "Are you kidding me?!" When Scott winced she said, "Come on, I didn't kick you that hard."

"It's not that," Scott replied, making Stiles asked, "Then what is it?"

"Jackson's talking to me. He knows I can hear him." Scott was starting to freak out a little bit.

Allison really wasn't liking this. "I'm gonna nip this in the bud." She was about to leave her seat when Scott reached out to stop her. "No, don't," he said. "That'll just make him more suspicious."

Allison pulled back her arm and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Scott stammered, "Talk to me. Say anything!" When both Stiles and Allison were quiet, he said "Say something!"

"I can't," Stiles said as he waved his arms around his head. "My mind is a complete blank."

"You're mind is blank?!" Scott couldn't believe it when he heard it. "You can't think of anything to say? Either of you?"

"Not under this kind of pressure," Stiles replied almost like a child would when whining 'don't yell at me'.

"It's just like what happens when asked where do you want to go out for dinner and you instantly forget every restaurant you've ever heard of." When Allison pretty much for 'wtf' looks from the boys after that, she said, "What? It is." And that was pretty much the extent of the things that she could think of to say.

Stiles looked back over to the table and didn't see Jackson sitting there. "FYI, he's not even sitting with them anymore."

Scott looked around frantically. "Where the hell is he?" While Scott couldn't see him, he could hear him. And what he was saying was really getting under his skin.

Allison could see this as plain as day and started saying, "Scott, ignore him. He can be an egotistical ass, so ignore him." Allison was trying to distract him, but it wasn't working.

Even if Scott wanted to listen to what she had to say, he couldn't. Jackson's words were the only thing he heard in the whole cafeteria. What really made him lose his cool was when Jackson spoke of what he was planning on doing with Haven. The remark Jackson made about Haven screaming out his name was enough to make Scott snap his lunch tray in half.

Allison sighed and leaned back in her chair. "Well, that didn't work." And on that note, she got up from her seat and went back to Haven's.

On the way to class, Allison pulled Haven aside and asked "Why are you spending so much time with Jackson?"

"Random question," Haven said in a laughing way then saw her sister's serious look. "Whoa, okay. Honestly, there's something suspicious about him. I mean...something's not right and I want to find out what it is. He may know things but I'm not sure yet."

"He does," Allison interjected before Haven could say anything more.

Haven crossed her arms and asked, "He does what?"

Allison looked around them before answering in a quieter tone. "He knows what Scott is."

Haven snapped in an 'I knew it' way before asking, "What are we going to do about it?"

"You do what you're doing. Maybe he'll confide in you or something. At least get him off the trail," Allison replied and when the bell rang, she said "I have to get to class. You have this one with Jackson, right?"

Haven nodded. "Yeah, gym. We're at the pool today. I'll do what I can." The twins did a little 'secret handshake' that they used to do when they were kids before heading off in their opposite directions.

Haven and Jackson were having yet another swimming race in the pool. Jackson won a few but Haven gave him a run for his money. This latest round, she won. "Ha!" Haven exclaimed, splashing him a bit. "I won, I won," she added in a sing-songy voice with a little shoulder dance.

"That odd," Jackson replied, rubbing his face. "Thanks to my cheekbones being aerodynamically suited for speed in water, I usually have an unfair advantage."

"Oh my god," Haven laughed, pushing him a little. "You're so vain, I bet you think that song was about you."

Jackson laughed and splashed Haven before saying, "So you're coming to the game tonight, right?"

Haven shook her head and moved some hair out of her face. "Yeah, I don't think so."

"But you have to," he retorted. "If we win tonight we're in the semifinals." When he saw Haven roll her eyes a little with a shrug, he added, "Come on, it's not because of Scott, right?"

Haven sighed. "Yeah, maybe. I just think it'd be a little weird, or something. I don't know."

"He's fine with it," Jackson lied. "He actually asked me if you were coming. He said he hoped you didn't feel weird about it."

Haven looked right at Jackson like she didn't believe him. "Uh-huh, sure he did."

"He did," Jackson affirmed. "You know, he's actually a good guy. You can't hate him too much. I mean, it's pretty obvious he's a little immature to be dating somebody like you. But then you – you can't really blame him for trying."

Haven laughed. "You're a trip, Jackson."

Jackson grinned and splashed her, something she retaliated for by dunking his head under the water. Jackson knew, but Haven didn't, that Scott was nearby and had heard and saw everything...

After school, while Haven was out for her run, Allison was home taking care of some things and was on her way to her own room when she thought she heard something in Haven's. Allison stopped outside the door, tiptoed over, then threw the door open. "I knew it!" she practically hissed when she saw Scott near Haven's computer.

Allison closed the door behind her and stormed over to Scott. "Do you have any idea how stupid an idea this was?!"

Scott, with his hands behind his back, stammered, "I – uh – ..."

She didn't give him a chance to come up with an excuse and started pushing him back to the window. "Get out of here before she gets home or someone else finds you. Idiot!" Once Scott was out of the window, Allison let out a breath and walked out of the room. She had no idea that Scott had already found the necklace and that it was now in his possession.

Allison was finally on her way back to her own room when she heard her father's voice downstairs. She moved over to the landing and saw that he was talking to none other than Scott. "Idiot," she muttered under her breath then went downstairs, asking "What's up?"

"Scott here is just waiting for Haven," Chris replied. "I was just telling him that she's been going for runs after school lately."

"You know, I should get going. I have a game to get to tonight." Scott said that to Chris but looked at Allison in a 'help me' way.

"Yeah, dad," Allison added as they followed him into the kitchen, "it's a big one. If they win it means they're going to the semi-finals."

"You want something to drink, Scott? I'm going to have a beer." Chris took two bottle of beer from the fridge and a can of soda for Allison. After giving his daughter the can, he opened the bottles and set one in front of Scott before taking a sip.

"You don't have to test me anymore," Scott said, gesturing to the beer. "Your daughter already dumped me."

"No test. I'm sorry," Chris replied. "Whew, high school romances – burn bright, fade fast." Chris smiled and gestured to the beer. "Go ahead."

Allison really wasn't sure what he father was up to. "Dad?" she asked in a 'what are you doing?' way.

"I'm good, thanks." Scott pushed the beer closer to Chris to emphasize that he didn't want it.

Chris made a gesture like it was no big deal. "I'm curious about something, Scott...How do you know Derek Hale?"

"What?" Allison asked, trying to sound the right form of surprised to hear that question followed by Scott being less convincing saying, "Who?"

Haven had been taking runs through the woods a lot lately. It was good for her to clear her mind of things. She used to sketch a lot but the influx of people she didn't recognize but thought she knew was getting to be too overwhelming for her – actually it made her feel a little insane. Suffice to say, she replaced it with running.

During her run that particular day, she hadn't realized she was on the Hale property. It wasn't until the ruins came into view that it clicked. Haven stopped for a moment to catch her breath and put her hands on her hips as she looked at the house. She really doubted Derek would be there, so maybe there was something she could poke around at in the meantime.

This wasn't the first time she's been to this place, she knew that, and yet she couldn't let go of her sense of dejavu. It honestly felt like she was walking in someone else's shoes. Haven rubbed her forehead and went into the other room. On the floor, a set of claw marks caught her eye. She couched down and traced over them, wondering if Scott had left them there. It was doubtful, but that's where her mind went.

"Hello, Kate," Haven said out of nowhere, unsure how she knew it was even Kate to begin with.

"Damn, Mini Me, I'm gonna have to work on my sneaking skills," Kate replied, looking amused and a bit pleased with Haven.

Have rose to her feet and brushed off her hands. "Did you follow me here?"

"Well, you can't blame me for being concerned about my young doppelganger, now can you?" Kate asked, teasing her niece. "What are you looking for?"

Haven cross her arms. "Nothing."

Kate didn't believe her. "Now see, I think you're looking for answers. Answers to lingering questions like why Derek Hale would want to kill you? I mean, look at this place," Kate gestured at the burned home around them. "Can you imagine your father and me being stuck in something like this? Or Allison?"

Haven rolled her shoulders. "I'd lose my mind but I wouldn't turn into a psychotic killer."

"You don't have to be psychotic to be a killer," Kate retorted. "You just...need a reason. And even then, sometimes...you can surprise yourself."

"Speaking from experience are we?" Haven asked, doing her best to make it sound like she was kidding.

Kate didn't answer this question and asked one of her own. "What do you want, Haven? Do you want to stop feeling weak? Useless? Do you want to finally get out of the shadows?" Kate walked right up to Haven and asked, "Do you want to feel powerful?"

Without giving it a second thought, she answered, "Yes."

Kate looked very pleased with her niece now. "If you just give me a little time, and you be a little patient, I can give you exactly what you want."

"Dad, come on, this is insane," Allison said to her father as he moved the conversation into the living room.

"I've been told Scott has been seen talking to him," Chris replied, almost as if he was reprimanding his daughter for not knowing about this.

"It's not like I'm the only one that knows him," Scott said as he sat on the couch.

"But you're the only one who's talking to him," Chris retorted.

"Dad, why are you talking to him like he's done something wrong?" Allison asked, trying to help.

"Have you?" Chris asked, looking at Scott now. When Scott didn't answer, he sat down next to him and cleared his throat. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I mean, you get that I'm just thinking about my daughters' safety, right?"

"Will you believe me if I say I think about it too? That it's all I ever think about?" Scott replied and rose to his feet. "Everything that I did, every decision that I made was to make sure she was safe."

Chris rose to his feet. "You should go. Don't want to be late for your game."

When Scott walked out the door, Allison went right over to her father. "Was this really about him and Haven or were you trying to figure out what he is. Because I've told you time and time again that he is not a werewolf."

Chris just looked at his daughter but didn't say a word before he left the room.

Allison watched him as he left and she had a really bad feeling about being out of the loop.

The Argents went to the lacrosse game after all. Everything from their perspective was normal so they acted as such. Kate turned to Haven asking, "Now, which one is this Jackson your mom mentioned you spending so much time with?"

Haven rolled her eyes and pointed to him. "That one."

Kate looked like a cat on the prowl. "Holy hotness. Mm-mm, if I was in high school again...or maybe a substitute teacher."

Haven looked mortified. "You are so sick."

"And you should be all over that," Kate retorted, nudging her niece. It was then she got a better look at Jackson and the marks on the back of his neck. While Haven was busy talking with Allison, Kate turned to her brother. "Remember when we were talking about a smaller beta?" she shot a quick look at Jackson, "Can one get turned by a scratch?"

Chris thought for a moment. "If the claws go deep enough...maybe."

Kate kept her eyes on Jackson longer this time. "I wonder how deep those went."

Chris looked over as well, saw the marks on the back of Jackson's neck and knew exactly what she was talking about. Little did they know...Scott now knew too.

End Episode 9