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I was laying on my stomach on Allison's bed getting a sense of deja-vu as I watched Lydia and Allison bicker, this time over paint colors.

"This one, it's perfect," Lydia said holding up a dusky rose paint chip, it was the obvious color choice for her but that was so not Ally, and she agreed.

"Mm, I don't know. I'm still thinking maybe a shade of blue." She held up a color chip and then paused looking at their arms "Lydia, look." She put their arms together and they matched.

"So?" Lydia questioned.

"So she shouldn't have to tell you the probability of having a bruise created by someone grabbing you being symmetrical is next to nil," I told her getting up to look at their forearms "I'm surprised you didn't kick her ass, Ally,"

She looked slightly embarrassed "I've been trying to stay away from physical altercations. My dad is really serious about trying to be normal" She scrunched her nose up in thought, which was pretty adorable "Girls were going to a party,"

I smirked "I don't know how you reached that conclusion, but I like it. I need a distraction," I winked at Lydia who just shook her head at me as I looped her arm with mine and dragged her towards the stairs "Come on Lyd I know no matter where we go it won't rival any Lydia Martin parties but we can still have fun!" At this, she finally gave an airy laugh giving in as we grabbed our stuff to go.

Allison was busy calling someone as we got in her car but when I heard Scott's voice on the other end I tensed up. He told her where they were and that he'd see her soon.

"I thought this was supposed to be a girl's night. I think I should just go home instead." Both Lydia and Allison turned to look at me confused.

"I thought you would be happy," Allison said, "Stiles is there, aren't you guys a thing now?"

I got uncomfortable "He said he wants a break, I'm not even sure what that means!"

Lydia looked even more surprised "Stiles is head over Louboutin's for you, why would he be the one to call for a break?"

"You don't have to be a diva all the time Lydia, you could have just said head over heels." I told her rolling my eyes, she looked at me unimpressed "He thinks I am still into Derek or something. I helped him a little over the summer and now he's convinced that we have more going on than we do."

"Is he right?" Ally asked.

"No! I mean Derek didn't take it well initially but he's actually been super supportive and he doesn't have many people so he takes care of those close to him no matter what. I…..I actually kind of think Stiles really only liked the chase. Now that Derek isn't in the picture and he won maybe he will just be over it." I told them dejectedly.

Lydia tossed her hair "There is no way that's happening, and if he even thinks that you are something to be won I will be castrating him," she told me assuredly. "Now why are we going to meet Scott?"

"It's a pattern. The marks I mean. It means something." Allison said assuredly

"You really think Scott's gonna know what it is?" Lydia asked. I scoffed at that and they both ignored me knowing I still had issues with him.

"No, but he might know someone who does," Allison said with certainty.

"How are you so sure that it means anything at all?"

"Because that girl wasn't just looking for Scott. It's like she needed to find him. Like she had to. And that means something." I sighed and decided to not get involved. I got this feeling I wouldn't like what we were about to get into once we got to the party. Which was now.

As soon as we got out of the car Scott was there like an overeager puppy. His smile faded when he saw all of us standing there. He gave me a look I couldn't really decipher. "This isn't the talk we were gonna have, is it?"

Allison looked like she was upset and defiant which confused both Lydia and I, it was very awkward "I need to show you something." She showed him her forearm with the mark, he looked a little confused but I think we all know that he would never refuse to help her.

The front door opened and Stiles came stumbling out looking behind him. He clearly did not see us standing there "Man Heather just disappeared, she seemed so into it-" He finally turned towards us and froze where he was. His hair was all mussed, two buttons were unbuttoned, and he had a lipstick mark on the corner of his mouth. "Ar-Arielle, uh hey what are you doing here? Scott, what are they doing here?"

I snarled "Well we are clearly not here to hook up with people we aren't in a so-called relationship with!" Allison stepped forward to clutch my shoulder.

"We are on a break," he sputtered and he obviously said the wrong thing because Scott, Lydia, and Allison groaned at the same time and had the same idea of what was going to happen. As I leaped forward at him both Lydia and Allison grabbed my shoulders. Scott had stepped in front of Stiles. I was seeing red but my eyes were not.

"Arielle, your eyes! They're silver, someone might see!" Lydia whispered to me. I snarled again and shoved everyone off of me. I took a second to relax and then started to walk away down the road as my friends called out to me. I didn't stop walking as I called out to Allison.

"Ally go with the blue. I'll see you all at school"

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The next morning found me at Derek's before school. I was munching on an apple listening to Isaac complain. "You know, I'm starting not to like this idea. Sounds kinda dangerous. You know what? I definitely don't like this idea, and I definitely don't like him."

Derek was half listening while reading and I had to admire how gorgeous he looked even while sitting like a princess. "You'll be fine"

"Does it have to be him?"

"He knows how to do it. I don't. Be more dangerous if I tried doing it myself."

"You know Scott doesn't trust him, right? You know, personally, I'd... well, I'd trust Scott." I snorted at that and both boys decided to ignore me. Seems like everyone was as of late.

"Do you trust me?" He asked Isaac, looking him straight in the eye. My curiosity peaked when he hesitated.

"Yeah." Uh oh, trouble in Paradise. "I still don't like him."

"Nobody likes him."

The doors opened dramatically and Peter stepped through "Boys. And Arielle. F.Y.I., yes, coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired, but my hearing still works. So I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is that you're feeling straight to my face." Derek snapped his book shut.

"We don't like you. Now shut up and help us."

"Fair enough."

"Hi Peter," I said a little flirtatiously and then bit the last bit of my apple. Everyone paused and looked at me curiously. I shrugged "He hasn't done anything to me. Yet." I saw Peter hide his chuckle as Derek's jaw clenched and Isaac turned a little green.

Peter sent me another smile and turned to Isaac "Relax. I'll get more out of you if you're calm."

"How do you know how to do this, again?" Isaac asked nervously.

"It's an ancient ritual used mostly by Alphas since it's a skill that requires quite a bit of practice. One slip and you could paralyze someone. Or kill them."

"You... You've had a lot of practice, though, right?"

"Well, I've never paralyzed anyone," Peter said flicking out his claws.

"Wait, does that mean that you..." Before he could finish Peter's claws were in the back of his neck connecting them. They both were panting and Isaac looked afraid.

"Wait, I see them." There was a bunch of garbled information before he pulled out of the bond and Derek questioned him. "Isaac found them."

"Erica and Boyd?" Derek asked urgently.

"I barely saw them. I mean, glimpses."

"But you did see them."

"And worse."

"Deucalion."

"He was talking to them. Something about time running out."

"What does it mean?" Isaac questioned them both, slightly sweaty. He looked relieved when I came in with a wet washcloth and started carefully wiping his face and neck.

Derek was certain that it meant they would die but Peter protested "No, no, no, no, no, he didn't say that. He did make them a promise that by the full moon that they'd both be dead."

"The next full moon?"

I took one look at Peters' face and knew the truth "No that would be too easy Der, it's tomorrow night." Peter regarded me silently. "You need to work on your poker face," I told him nonchalantly. He just raised an eyebrow.

"Derek, Scott wants to meet with you at the school," Isaac announced while looking at his phone.

"Great." I groaned. "You won't mind if I skip that meeting right?" I asked the boys, they all shook their heads no but looked confused. "Isaac, you want to drive with me?" He nodded and got his stuff together. I did a little hand wave to Peter and Derek and left.

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I hate to admit it but I was totally listening to their little get-together from the hallway. Scott took the symbol seriously and was trying to get Derek to believe him. I only decided to step in when things got tense after Scott said they, meaning Allison, were only trying to help.

"These two. This one, who used me to resurrect my psychotic Uncle. Thank you. And this one, who shot about 30 arrows into me and my pack."

"Okay, all right, now, come on. No one died, all right? Look, there may have been a little maiming, okay, a little mangling, but no death. That's what I call an important distinction." Stiles said flippantly. I have to admit the way he said it was adorable, but I was still angry and that was my cue.

I stepped through the door "Stiles shut up before Derek decides to pull out your tongue." He looked like he was going to say something else while Derek and Allison traded words. "You all did shit to each other. Awesome. Isaac, you left your scarf in my car and it is time for you to get your wolfy butt to class." He mumbled something insulting about me acting like a mom but I ignored it.

"You wanna help? Find something real." Derek told Lydia and Allison then turned to follow us out. Scott stopped him.

"Derek... Give her a chance, okay? They're on our side now."

"Well then maybe you should tell her what her mother was actually trying to do that night."

I stuck my head back in "Der, shut it. Go home. Rest. I am sure we will be busy before you know it." He growled at me but nodded his head. As he passed me he gave me a friendly side hug. Stiles didn't look too pleased. I walked down the hall arm in arm with Isaac when I heard him calling out my name. I ignored him.

"What was all that about?" Isaac asked me.

"Nothing important"

"I don't even own a scarf," he told me seriously holding the one I had tossed at him.

I chuckled and stopped him to loop it around his neck "It looks better on you."

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"Celeste, nice of you to join us today."

"Sorry Coach," I mumbled as I walked into class. He was probably just grumpy because I had also missed our first track meeting yesterday, but come on we both knew I was going to be on the team no matter what.

Luckily he ignored me "The stock market is based on two principles. What are they? Yes, McCall, you can go to the bathroom. Anybody else?"

"Uh, no, coach, I know the answer." I smiled over at him because while I didn't trust him he had worked his butt off this summer to become a better student, and I knew he had this.

Coach laughed, then looked surprised when Scott just stared at him "Oh, you're serious."

"Yes. Risk and reward."

"Wow! Who are you? And what have you done to McCall? Don't answer that. I like you better. I like you better. Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter."

Stiles dug into his pocket "Yep" and to my horror, a condom flew out of his pocket. An XXL one.

"Stilinski, I think you, uh... You dropped this. And congratulations." Coach told him handing the condom back to him. I know he tried, he really really did but I saw him risk a side glance over to me.

"Oh no coach, don't get the wrong idea Stiles and I are no longer seeing each other," I said demurely. Stiles looked a little pained and I ignored him when he tried to get my attention.

Coach had frozen for a second then decided to ignore me again. "Risk and reward. Put the quarter in the mug, win the reward. Okay, watch coach. That's how you do it. Okay. Danny. Risk, reward."

After that, I had to tune everyone out. How dare he, I don't know how far I thought he would go but I didn't think he would actually try to sleep with someone, especially since we haven't gotten to that point ourselves.

"Okay. Who's next? Who wants the quarter? There ya go! There's a gamblin' man! Come on! Step up, step up." The coach said clapping "All right, Stilinski." I hope he misses it.

The door opened up behind Stiles as he got ready for his shot "Stiles." His father said.

"Yeah, coach, I got it."

"Stiles." He said louder and Stiles' face fell when he saw him. He followed his dad out and I could tell Scott was listening to their conversation also.

"I couldn't find her. I just figured she'd hooked up with her other friends. Has no one really seen her since last night?"

"No. We put out an A.P.B., but, Stiles, all her friends say you were the last person who saw her."

"Me?"

"We hope that it's just a series of bad decisions based on too much to drink. But if you remember anything else, you call me. All right?"

My attention was drawn away by Coach insulting Greenburg which was one of my favorite parts of the class. The weirdest part was that Greenburg seemed to genuinely enjoy the abuse. I didn't pay attention to anything going on in class, although when it was my turn to sink the quarter into the cup I did it. I was one of only six people who didn't have to take the test tomorrow. When the bell rang I grabbed my stuff and bolted out of class. I was apparently too slow because a hand caught onto my shoulder. Guess who?

"Arielle, hey I know I said we were on a break and we technically are but I am still sorry you had to see-"

"Get your fucking hand off me Stilinkski," I snarled "Let's make this break permanent. You're not worth it." I said calmly as all of our friends winced behind him. I hadn't even noticed they had come to meet us. The sympathy looks were more than I could handle. I was blinded by anger and tears of frustration so I did what any teenage girl would do. I flipped my hair, turned, and walked out of school. I had intended to go to my car but a solid mass of muscle blocked my way.

"You look like a damsel in distress." A very cute boy with a button nose told me. He leaned back on his motorcycle, a very hot motorcycle. Through the mirror, I saw Stiles and Scott rush out of school seeing Scott point me out to a frantic Stiles. I groaned.

"Not so much but…..if you'd like to show me a good time I would not mind at all if you took me out on this gorgeous bike." He hesitated and I shrugged. "Eh, times up would have been fun though."

I went to walk around him when he caught my hand and drew me back. "Get on," He told me and tossed me a helmet. I grinned and got on just as Stiles and Scott had reached us. It was easy to pretend like I had no idea they were there as the bike started up. Then we took off and I forgot about everything else. "Too fast for you?" My mystery savior called out to me.

I laughed and shouted back "Sure if I was your Grandma," I felt his back quiver with laughter and then the bike jumped into a higher gear causing us to accelerate. I think the half an hour that followed was him trying to scare me but instead, I was excited. Seeing the road come up at us as we turned, the dangerous speed we were going…I finally felt something other than the anger, loneliness, and utter worthlessness I had felt over the summer. I felt free and clear-minded for the first time in a long time like a fog had just lifted.

We pulled back into school five minutes before lunch started. As we took off our helmets he smiled at me. "Hope you don't mind that we came back, I have to check on my brother."

I smiled back at him genuinely as I tried to fix my hair where the helmet had flattened it "It was perfect, thank you. You were the highlight of the past four months."

He stuck out his hand "Aiden" he told me.

"Arielle," said back as I shook his hand "Let me know if I can ever save you in return,"

"Thought you weren't a damsel in distress?"

"I would have saved myself, but this was much more fun," I handed his stuff back "See you around," I ran up the steps and after checking my messages headed to the library where the girls said they were studying. I ignored the ones from Stiles.

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I had no homework to work on since I generally did everything during class. Instead, I was currently trying to help Allison find the symbol that she was becoming obsessed with.

"I want one," Lydia said out of nowhere. Allison and I both looked at each other confused and then followed her gaze to the bookshelves, and twins. Specifically one of the guys who saved me and his twin.

Allison got a huge grin "Which one?"

"The straight one, obviously." We looked over curiously and sure enough one of them was checking out Danny who had just run into some poor kid. Lydia looked like she was about to pounce, and Allison looked distracted by her coffee.

"What if it's not a symbol? What if it's actually a logo?" She asked looking up at us only to find Lydia was gone. I nodded over and we both watched as Lydia played with her hair and presumably typed her number into Aiden's phone. Allison almost snorted in amusement, then went back to looking at the logo. Lydia had just flounced off and Aiden was looking at me. He looked like he wanted to apologize but I just shrugged and smiled. He didn't owe me anything. I think it was great Lydia was paying attention to someone other than Jackson.

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My phone rang just as the last class ended. "Der, my class literally just got out. You wouldn't be watching me now would you?" I said playfully. I heard his snort of amusement on the other end.

"Scott had an interesting idea to help Isaac remember. I'm not sure yet what it all entails but would you meet us at 5 at the animal clinic? I'll fill you in once you get here." It was my turn to be amused.

"You know I truly love how you ask me things without really asking me. Thanks for keeping me in the loop though. I'll be there."

"See you soon. By the way, I like your shirt, it fits you. She's antisocial, she's an angel" He told me and then hung up. I looked down at my Blink 182 shirt. I knew he had been watching! "Stalker," I chuckled and turned right into Isaac.

"Hey now, I agreed to meet you every day after last period, that is not stalking!" He said affronted.

I smiled, wow I was acting way too happy "I wasn't talking about you," I told him affectionately and looped our arms again "Derek is somewhere around here, I think he wants to give you a ride to the animal clinic," He groaned.

"What are they going to do now?" He asked.

"I'm not sure, but let this be a lesson in not taking backup with you when you found the bad guy's lair," I admonished him. He looked properly chastised.

"I'm sorry, I was going to call you. I was. I was just so afraid I'd lose them, and I really wanted to find Erica and Boyd."

"I know Isaac," I said softly "You know how scared I was when you didn't show up to our movie night? I was sure they had gotten you, and they did. We've grown so close this summer, I don't know what I would have done if you had truly gone missing,"

"I am sorry," He told me earnestly "You are my best friend, I don't know what I would have done if you had gone missing either."

I smiled big "Awe I feel a hug coming on!" he laughed and shook his head but hugged me tight anyway.

"Stupid,"

"Doofus" I retorted and then messed his hair up "Now get going before we get a grumpy Derek in here looking for you!" He waved and jogged towards the exit.

"You guys look awfully close," I turned to see Stiles looking slightly miserable behind me.

"Good thing its none of your business," I told him my good mood almost dissipating as I walked away.

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I walked into the clinic as Deaton was describing what they wanted to do to Isaac. "Obviously, it's not going to be particularly... Comfortable. But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

"Like being hypnotized," Isaac said.

"Exactly. You'll be half-transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asked and I was glad he mentioned it. I tensed as Isaac looked at the water worriedly and pulled back after touching it.

"Very slow."

"Okay, well, how slow is very slow?" Derek asked looking at the ice bath in concern.

"Nearly dead," Deaton replied.

"No," I said pushing off the wall. Everyone turned to look at me.

"If he wants to remember then he is going to have to do this,"

I practically growled "No. Isaac, I can see how uncomfortable this makes you. We will find another way." I told him reaching out to clutch the hem of his shirt. He put one arm around me comfortingly and turned to Deaton.

"It's safe, though, right?"

"Do you want me to answer honestly?"

"No. No, not really." There was a snap behind us causing Isaac and I to jump. Everyone turned to see Stiles wearing elbow-length gloves used for not-so-pleasant things where the sun don't shine.

"What?" He asked and scoffed grumpily ripping them off after Derek threw him a pointed look.

"Look, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this," Derek told him and Scott nodded in agreement. Isaac nodded at the assurance and gently removed my hands from his shirt.

"Hey I'll be fine," he told me holding out his pinky for me to hook with mine. I pouted at him miserably as he took off his shirt. Well, that was one perk I guess.

He got in with his pants on, hissing at the cold. I felt tears well up as Derek and Scott each grabbed a shoulder and as gently as they could pushed him underwater. Isaac suddenly shot half out of the water with fangs and eyes glowing yellow.

"Get him back under. Hold him." Deaton called to the guys, and I sobbed.

"We're trying!" Derek shouted at him and they managed to push him down while Stiles tried to hold his feet. I sobbed again hiding my face as he struggled.

"Stop!" I finally shouted tears pouring down my face as water sloshed everywhere "Guys stop it!" I shouted and kneeled down in a puddle of ice water to grab his hand. He stopped struggling and then rose to the surface passed out. I took a shuddering breath as I held his hand for dear life. Derek gave me an assuring nod and I gave him a shaky one back.

"Now, remember, only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out." Deaton told us "Isaac? Can you hear me?"

"Yes. I can hear you." He replied despondently. I forced myself to stay quiet even though I just wanted to ensure he was okay.

"This is Dr. Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that all right?"

"Yes."

"I want to ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd. I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible like you're actually there again."

"I, I don't wanna do that. I don't... I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna do that." He said panicking and sloshing a wave of water over me as the boys tried to hold him down.

"Isaac, it's all right. Just relax. They're just memories. You can't be hurt by a memory." I concentrated on Isaac's emotions.

"I don't wanna do that." He said again and I started pulling out his fear and pushing calm into him while Deaton talked.

"It's all right. Isaac" Deaton said and I could feel his eyes on me as I continued to pull and push emotions. Isaac finally settled down "Relax. Relax. Good. Now let's go back to that night. To the place, you found Erica and Boyd. Can you tell me what you see? Is there some kind of building? A house?"

"It's not... it's not a house. It's stone. I think marble."

"That's perfect. Can you give me any other descriptors?"

"It's dusty, so empty. Like an abandoned building?" He started to thrash again.

"Isaac? Isaac?"

"Someone's here. Someone's here." Tears pour from my eyes again and I try to just concentrate on him.

"Isaac, relax."

I felt one of my fingers crack under the pressure of his grip and he grabbed Scott's hand with his other "No, no, no, they see me, they see me!"

"Just memories. You won't be hurt by your memories. Just relax. Relax. Good. Now tell us what you see. Tell us everything."

"I hear him. He's talking about the full moon, about being out of control when the moon rises,"

"Is he talking to Erica?"

"I think so, I can't... I can't see her, I ca... I can't... I can't see either of them."

"Can you hear anything else?"

"They're worried. They're worried about what they'll do during the moon. They're...Worried that they're gonna hurt each other."

Derek's head lowered "If they're locked in together on the full moon, they're gonna tear each other apart."

For the first time, Deaton looked a little worried "Isaac, we need to find them right now. Can you see them?"

"No."

"Do you know what kind of room it is? Is there any kind of a marker? A number on a door? A sign?" Isaac shot up from the water eyes wide open.

"They're here. They... They…." Stiles looked behind him as if to check no one was there.

"It's all right."

"No."

"Just tell us..."

"They see me. They found me. They're here!" Isaac yelled, I was trying to help with the emotions but his terror was so strong.

"This isn't working. Isaac, where are you?" Derek called to him.

"I can't see them. It's too dark!"

"Just tell me where you are," Derek commanded.

"You are confusing him," Deaton told Derek urgently.

"I can't see!"

"Isaac, where are you? Just tell me where you are."

"Derek shut up!" I told him frantically wincing as two of my other fingers cracked.

"His heart rate... he could go into shock," Deaton said.

Scott jumped into the mix "Derek, let him go!"

"Isaac, where are you? What did you see?" He yelled urgently.

Isaac lurched up into a sitting position again this time cracking my wrist and letting me go "A vault! It's a bank vault! I saw it! I saw the name." He started to get up with Derek and Scott's help and Deaton wrapped him up with a huge towel "It's, uh... B-beacon hills first national bank. It's, um... it's an abandoned bank, and they're keeping them locked inside, inside the vault" he said sure of himself. Then he noticed everyone was staring at him dejectedly "What?" He asked.

"You don't remember what you said right before you came out of it, do you?" Stiles asked him as I grabbed another towel to dry his face and hair.

"No."

"You said when they captured you that they dragged you into a room and that there was a body in it."

"What body?"

"Erica. You said it was Erica."

"Isaac" I whispered to him grabbing his face to look into his eyes ignoring the throbbing in my wrist and head "You can't worry about it right this second. Go get changed and warmed up. I brought your gym bag in with extra clothes, go." He looked at me with sad puppy dog eyes and wiped some stray tears away from my cheeks. He rested his forehead against mine for a second and then nodded.

Stiles stepped up to me and gently grabbed my wrist. I hissed and pulled it back and then turned away from him. "Arielle come on I heard the crack, I just want to see if it's healing." He told me trying to get me to turn around but I ignored him. Derek walked up to me and asked if he could see it. I let him and his veins turned black with the little bit of pain I had.

"Are you healing now?" He asked me as Stiles made a frustrated noise.

"No, and I won't for a bit. I used up too much energy and I haven't been replenishing my power for a while…" I said quietly.

I heard a little cough behind me "Thank you for keeping him so calm," Deaton told me "I saw how hard you were trying to take away his panic. I don't think we would have gotten very far at all without that." I nodded tiredly "You know you're going to be feeling the after-effects of the emotions right?" I just nodded again.

"You need to go get changed too. You're soaked." Derek told me.

"I didn't bring anything to change into." He pulled off the long-sleeved shirt he wore over a burgundy shirt and handed it to me. I just nodded and went into the other room to change.

"Is that why she was so upset the day after she took away our parent's anxiety last semester?" Scott asked Deaton. He replied in an affirmative. I had thought as much.

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Once we were all back in the same room Derek began to pace. "She's not dead."

"Derek, he said, "There's a dead body. It's Erica." Doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation." Stiles told him gentling his voice towards the end. Isaac sat on top of the counter and pulled me up next to him so we could both be comforted. Stiles and Derek ignored us.

"Then who was in the vault with Boyd?"

"Someone else, obviously."

"And maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle. Okay, the one who saved you?" Scott added looking at Isaac.

"No, she wasn't like us. And whoever was in the vault with Boyd was." Isaac told them not meeting anyone's eye.

"What if that's how Erica died?" Stiles questioned "They, like, pit them against each other during the full moons and see which one survives. It's like werewolf Thunderdome."

Derek looked at everyone seriously "Then we get them out tonight."

"Be smart about this, Derek. You can't just go storming in." Deaton said tiredly. Obviously, he didn't know Derek all that well.

"If Isaac got in, then so can we."

"But he didn't get through a vault door, did he?"

"We need a plan," Scott said and I agreed but thought that it was sort of an obvious statement.

"How are we gonna come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than 24 hours?"

"Uh, I think someone already did." Stiles said looking at his phone "Beacon hills first national closes its doors three months after vault robbery." Doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out."

"How long?" Derek questioned

"It's the Internet, Derek. Okay? Minutes." Stiles said cockily.

"You do that. Isaac, we're going home, Arielle you're not driving tonight. I'll take you." Isaac and I slid off the bench, both stumbling causing Scott to catch Isaac and balance him and Derek do the same for me "Scott help me get them to the car."

After being safely buckled in by Derek he headed towards my house. "Derek," I said blearily "Can I stay with you? I'm starting to feel the effects of the emotions," He reached over and squeezed my hand in assurance.

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I woke up in a panic. I didn't know where I was, it was dark, and my mind went to what Isaac had said in his catatonic state. I knew rationally that I was still feeling the aftereffects of the emotions I stole. I was struggling to breathe when the door burst open and Derek ran into the room ready to attack whatever scared me. I took one look at him and slumped back into his bed. "Sorry," I gasped rubbing my chest where my heart beat hard against my sternum. "Bad dream," I saw him relax and he sat on the bed to stroke my hair.

"You okay now?"

I shook my head. "Will you stay?" He hesitated.

"I think Stiles wouldn't be very happy about that."

"We broke up," I told him.

He laid next to me pulling my head on his chest so I could hear his heartbeat and feel the rise and fall of his chest "Concentrate on my breathing. Try to sync yours to mine," I did as he said and slowly began to relax and the panic seemed to slip away as the minutes passed. The last thing I remember was his lips touching my forehead before I fell into a deep sleep.