We both looked at the door where Scott had just left with Ducalian. Stiles looked so betrayed but he shook himself off and grabbed my hand tugging me off the side of the roof and through the hospital. I looked at him, I wanted to say something, anything really but I couldn't. We walked down another hall and saw the open elevator with someone laying inside of it motionless. Together we ran towards him. I kneeled down checking if he was breathing and when I gave a sigh of relief Stiles nudged him with his shoe, "Stiles!" I admonished him.

He kneeled down on the opposite side and shook him "Derek?" I could feel the panic overwhelm him. He smacked Derek full in the face and did it again before I could stop him "Derek, come on!" he practically screamed. The lights going on and off were starting to cause me to panic throwing me back to the police station and being hunted.

He slapped him again "Stiles stop!" I told him as he lifted his hand making it into a fist. He swung down and Derek's eyes flashed open he grabbed Stiles' hand before it could touch him. Both guys looked surprised and still a little panicked. I felt detached from the scene in front of me.

"Where is she?" Derek asked looking around the elevator.

"Jennifer? Gone with Scott's mom,"

"She took her?"

"Yeah, and if that's not enough of a kick to the balls, Scott left with Deucalion, okay? So we gotta get you out of here. The police are coming right now, and we gotta get you the hell out of here," Stiles was in a full-blown panic now as he helped Derek to sit up.

"Whoa, what about Cora?"

"She's with Isaac and Peter in the parking lot, but you need to get out of here now," He stood up with the help of Stiles and I, then started heading for the stairs. I didn't move from outside the elevator and just let them walk away.

"Arielle, what are you doing?" Stiles called out.

"Someone has to be here when the police get here," I told him quietly, I saw Derek's eyebrows furrow while watching me. Stiles looked between both of us.

"I'll stay with you then, Derek go get Cora," Derek nodded and took off "We should get to the lobby,"

We sat and waited while cops came in and out. I wasn't really focused on anything until Stiles sighed "Oh, just perfect," I looked up to see a man in a suit with an FBI lanyard around his neck focus on Stiles. Stiles kept his head down until he could see the guy's feet and finally looked up, jaw clenching.

"A Stilinski at the center of this whole mess. What a shocker. Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?" It was my turn to be surprised. How does Stiles know an FBI agent so well that he not only knows his name but knows how sarcastic he was?

"If you ask the questions without the usual level of stupid," I gaped at him and was looking back and forth between them their hostility levels both going up but the Agent smiled anyway.

"Where's your dad, and why's no one been able to contact him?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him in hours," Stiles answered truthfully, I tried to recall how long ago he was taken.

"Is he drinking again?"

Stiles sighed "What do you mean, again? He never had to stop,"

"But he did have to slow down. Is he drinking like he used to?"

"All right, how about this? Next time I see him, I'll give him a field sobriety test, okay? We'll do the alphabet, start with "F," end with "U." I bit my lip to keep from smiling, but the Agent just smiled again.

"How about you just tell me what the hell happened here?"

Stiles breathed deeply "I don't know what happened here. We were stuck in the elevators the whole time," At this, the Agent finally looked at me in surprise.

"Is that true?"

"Yeah, for at least an hour," I lied

"You're not the ones who put the name on the doors, are you?"

We both looked at him questioningly "What name?"

"Argent," He told us looking at us carefully "You sure it wasn't you two?"

"Does it look like we have anything to write with?" I snarked at him and saw Stiles' lips twitch into a smirk "Plus it was pitch black in there for a while, we were able to use our phones for a bit but they both went dead a while ago. Speaking of which I need to get home to tell my parents I am okay,"

He looked at me more intensely "Did he do this to you?" he asked nodding to Stiles.

I was confused "Do what?"

"You look like you have some bruising around your neck and both your eyes have subconjunctival hemorrhages. You look like you were strangled," Oh no, I forgot how crappy I must look. I wondered if I had anyone's blood on me.

"I was hurt during the recital tonight at school, that's why I was at the hospital,"

He just stared at me for a second trying to figure out if I was lying. Eventually, he nodded his head "I may have some questions for you both later," Stiles and I nodded but didn't reply.

"Let's go find Allison," I told him as we got into his jeep, and he peeled out.

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We caught them just as they were walking into their building "Mr. Argent! Jennifer is after you!" I called out to him as we both tumbled into the elevator. He looked at us impassively.

"How do you know that?"

"Your last name was written inside the elevator of the hospital, and she's already taken Scott's and my parents," Stiles told him sure of himself. Allison let out a little gasp and Chris gave her a reassuring look as he unlocked the door.

"The word is guardian, Allison. More than anyone, you know that's a role I haven't exactly lived up to lately,"

"But she took Scott's mother and Stiles' father. That's not a coincidence,"

"Yeah, I'd also consider the fact that someone put your name up in large block letters on the elevator doors. That kind of felt like a warning to me," Stiles said sarcastically. Why didn't he get it?

"I think it might be Morrell. She knows a lot more than she lets on, and she might even be trying to help us,"

"Well, she needs to get on that a lot faster, okay? Seeing as how the lunar eclipse is less than two freaking nights away," Stiles sat down on a chair dejectedly, I placed my hand on his shoulder and nodded as Chris talked to him.

"Stiles, don't give up hope,"

"They could already be dead,"

"I don't think so. There's something about Jennifer's tactics. It's like she's still positioning, still moving pieces into place,"

"And you're one of them," Allison told him.

"Then let's not wait around to see the next move. Everything she's done has been on a telluric current, so Melissa and the Sheriff have to be somewhere on one of those currents, right? Stiles, if we're gonna find them, we need your help,"

"You seriously want to go after her? I mean, what if she just takes you like the others, huh? No offense, but what's the difference between you and them?"

Chris dramatically placed a clip in his gun and "I'm carrying a .45. Maybe she can heal from a shot to the leg and a few slashes to the face, but personally, I'd like to see how she holds up with half her skull blown off. We've got one priority right now, and that is to find Melissa and your dad. We've got a map and every clue we need to figure this out. The only thing we don't have is time, which is why I need all of you,"

Stiles sighed again "Where do we start?"

We all talked about how it could be the bank again since she failed with Deaton, I didn't think it was the right place but since I had no other ideas I went along with it. Stiles understood though "That's just one place so far. We're gonna need a lot more help,"

"What about Lydia?" Allison asked. Chris questioned her.

"Uh, Lydia's got sort of talent. She somehow ended up finding a couple of the bodies, um, without actually looking for them," Stiles told him.

"What is she? Psychic?"

"She's something," It wasn't my place to tell them so I didn't. Everyone kicked it into high gear pulling out weapons and checking them out.

"Whoa," Stiles said as he watched Chris load two guns longer than our arms. Allison brought her crossbow and knives out. throwing two others at me which I grabbed from the air tiredly. I wasn't at my best but I was still just as strong as these two badass hunters, "I thought you guys were retired,"

"Retired, yes. Defenseless, no. Make sure your phone's on. If you hear from Scott, you let us know immediately," Chris told him since he was going to go get Lydia. He had tried to convince me to go with him but I told him they would be fine. After that, I saw him slip something into his pocket.

Stiles looked at his phone, "Yeah, I'm thinking that's gonna be kind of unlikely,"

"All of you, try to remember he's just doing what he thinks is right,"

A voice called out "I can't shoot a gun or use a crossbow, but... Well, I'm... I'm getting pretty good with these," Isaac told us holding up his claws, and I had to smile.

"Arielle, why don't you go with Stiles now since we have even numbers?" Chris asked me and I narrowed my eyes.

"Maybe when Stiles gets Lydia on board but right now I'd rather have as many people to fight Jennifer as possible," he sighed.

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We walked into the vault slowly looking around "It's empty," Allison and I called out.

"Be careful anyway," He told everyone and brought out his huge Taser, turning it on. Isaac and I threw him questioning looks.

"I thought you only used those on werewolves," Isaac said.

"I do," I watched in horror as Chris zapped him with it causing him to drop to the floor. I fell on my knees next to him trying to lessen the pain when I heard Chris behind me say "Sorry," he jabbed something into my neck. I fell on my face next to Isaac, possibly breaking my nose. I could barely see the Argents through my hair but Allison was in shock.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked as he crowded her back into the bars and handcuffed her there. My mind went a little blank remembering how Matt had done the same thing. Whatever was in my system was painful and I had already been panicked but now I was doubly so.

"I'm sorry. But you're just gonna have to trust me on this. I knew for a long time she didn't just operate on the currents. She was in sync with them,"

Jennifer stepped into the vault and Chris threw his gun out of reach "Now this is a sacrifice," She said smiling. Jennifer's eyes landed on me. She kicked me over onto my back. I was biting my lips from crying out from what I assume was a mixture of angels trumpet and something that was supposed to make me sleep but the pain overrode "Now should I take you too?" She purred bending down to look at me.

"No, I won't go willingly if you take her," She frowned.

"Hmmm, I won't take her all the way with us but I can use something from her. Help me get her to the car," He hesitated "Or I can kill you right here in front of your daughter," He bent down and scooped me up. I let an involuntary moan of pain escape me. Chris winced.

"I tried to make it so it would just cause you to collapse, I didn't want you in pain," All I could do was glare.

"Put her down," she told Chris and he placed me next to the car.

"I'd love to take one of your feathers but I have a feeling it would be hard to make you open them and that would take valuable time…so tears it is," Jennifer reached into the car and pulled out a small vile "Your already in pain Arielle so why don't you just let those stubborn tears flow?" I shook my head not daring to speak. She sighed sitting back on her heels. She leaned forward to grab my neck where the garrote had been and squeezed. It didn't particularly hurt, it was causing me to pass out which I was welcoming. Then it stopped "Now, now don't pass out on me," She thought about it and grabbed the dagger from my boot and snapped her fingers near it making it glow red hot.

I gasped and tried to move but I couldn't. Jennifer pushed the flat part of the blade under my collarbone holding it there. I screamed. Chris tried to move forward but she held him back easily. Tears streamed down my face the combined pain was too much. She held the bottle to my eyes and smiled triumphantly at her prize "Now get in the car," she told Chris. He hesitated and she gave him a warning look to which he relented getting into the car right before she hit him over the head so hard he was knocked out. She got in and pulled out leaving me there.

It took me about ten minutes to be able to move through the pain, I tried to sit up but it was hard. I reached slowly for the knife that had burned me and grit my teeth as I pushed the knife into my thigh. I whimpered.

"Arielle!" I heard a voice cry out and running feet.

"Arielle, what are you doing? Stop it!" Another voice cried out gently pulling the knife out of me. Isaac.

"Need. Poison out," I gasped out. He sat me up trying to be gentle but I hissed anyway.

"I thought she took you too," he told me as he kneaded my leg trying to help me get the poison out "We need to go meet Stiles and Lydia at Deaton's, they have a plan to find the Nematon which is where their parents are," I nodded and let him pick me up to take me to the SUV Chris had driven us here in. We didn't have the keys so Allison hotwired it, Isaac looked at her in admiration. I took my knife again and made small incisions in a few arteries, enough to get the poison out of my system faster but not to bleed out.

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"You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days," Stiles told me after we met up at the animal clinic. He gently pulled me into a hug, as soon as he touched me I had a flash of a scene of Stiles and Lydia kissing. I froze pulling away as I begged off saying I was hurt. Really I just couldn't get the image of him and Lydia kissing out of my head. He stared for a second then turned to everyone else "It has to be on a telluric current, or maybe even at the axis of two or where they all intersect. I just know it's where Derek took Paige to die," I winced at the thought and reminded myself I had to talk to Derek.

"My dad and Gerard were there once. But Gerard said it was years ago, and he couldn't remember where it was. And my dad obviously isn't here to tell us now,"

"Yeah, mine either," Stiles sighed. Isaac asked how we were going to find it.

"There might be a way. But it's dangerous. We're gonna need Scott," Deaton told us. I got another bad feeling.

It was awkward waiting for just Deaton and Stiles to find Scott, all of us just stood in the clinic and waited. Isaac finally ambled over to me "You look like you fell into a meat grinder,"

I slumped against the wall "Yeah, been a rough couple of nights," Isaac looked at me worriedly, he took my hand dragging me to the bathroom.

"Take off your clothes,"

"Wow Isaac I never knew you felt the way," I said raising an eyebrow.

He rolled his eyes "Your clothes are shredded and I have an extra t-shirt on. Plus we should clean your wounds," he told me holding up gauze and a bottle of antiseptic. I slid my shirt off while he shrugged off his jacket to take off his extra shirt. I hissed as I was trying to get my bloody pants off. "Easy there," Isaac told me softly picking me up and depositing me gently on the counter so he could pull my pants off for me. I groaned at the coolness of the counter and leaned back suddenly exhausted.

I looked at him with half-lidded eyes "What's that look for?" I asked him hissing as he dabbed me with the antiseptic. He paused his ministrations.

"I could heal you, couldn't I? If we had sex," My eyes widened and I sat up straight.

"What?"

He cleared his throat and stepped in between my legs, hands spreading out on my hip and one in my hair "I can heal you," He told me and lowered his mouth to mine kissing me lightly. I froze. He pulled back to look at me and when I didn't say anything he kissed me again. It felt good, nice, this was Isaac, he was offering comfort and I was hurt.

"Stop," I whispered into his lips. He pulled back surprised "I can heal on my own, you don't have to do this,"

He frowned at me "Arielle, it's not like I'm not attracted to you. You're my best friend but I'd have to be blind to not see how gorgeous you are,"

I smiled "I feel the same way. But, you like Allison. Don't jeopardize that," he scratched his neck self-consciously a light blush filled his cheeks. Silently he began to clean my wounds again. I was so thankful for him, my best friend. He would make Allison happy. Once he was done and helped me clean up the blood he eased me down to the floor and pulled his t-shirt over my head.

His head tilted to the side to appraise me "Much better, and you do look good in my shirt," I shook my head laughing at him.

"Down boy, I think they are back," We walked out and sure enough we were all there and we were getting some weird looks from Allison and Stiles. Isaac just smiled at Ally and I ignore the look Stiles was giving me.

Deaton explained how Stiles, Allison, and Scott were going to be sacrificed in place of their parents in a way. Stiles asked if he could bring them back "You remember the part where I said it was dangerous? If it goes right, the three of you will be dead for a few seconds, but there's something else you need to think about. This is a dangerous thing for more reasons than one. You'll be giving power back to the Nemeton, a place that hasn't had power for a long time. This kind of power is like a magnet. It attracts the supernatural, the kind of things that a family like the Argents can fill the pages of a bestiary with. It will draw them here, like a beacon,"

Stiles shrugged "Doesn't sound any worse than anything we've already seen,"

"Stiles there is so much out there, some things are much worse than you can even imagine," I told him, thinking about some of my experiences with the supernatural.

Deaton continued "It will also have an effect on the three of you. You won't be able to see it, but you'll feel it every day for the rest of your lives. It'll be a kind of darkness around your heart, and permanent, like a scar,"

"Like a tattoo," Scott said and I rolled my eyes.

"I don't think you guys should do this," I told them and everyone looked at me surprised "We can find them another way, you shouldn't have to die to do this," Deaton tried to protest and I looked at him a suspiciously "You hold information from everyone but when you feel it's right you give a solution that should have been a last resort. There are so many things you should have tried before you suggested this!" I told him and Isaac rubbed my back.

"It's just the fastest way I think, Arielle," Deaton told me in his calm voice that drove me nuts "I can give other suggestions if you all want," He said looking at everyone.

"This is the fastest way?" Allison asked and Deaton nodded. She looked at me apologetically "Then we should do it if we had more time I would completely agree with you,"

Deaton clapped his hands "All right. What did you bring?" While Isaac was cleaning me up Allison and the boys had gotten mementos of their parents.

"Um, I got my dad's badge. Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand, so I tried hammering it out a bit. Still doesn't look great," Deaton assured Stiles it was fine.

"Is that an actual silver bullet?" Isaac asked Allison.

She smiled and looked at it "My dad made it. It's kind of a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a hunter, we forge a silver bullet as a testament to the code,"

Scott held up a watch "My dad got my mom this watch when she first got hired at the hospital. She used to say it was the only thing in their marriage that ever worked," I was surprised at how miserable that sounded.

"Kay, the three of you will get in. Each of us will hold you down until you're essentially... Well, dead. But it's not just someone to hold you under. It needs to be someone who can pull you back, someone that has a strong connection to you, a kind of emotional tether," I started to head to Stiles and Lydia went to go to Allison when Deaton stopped us "Lydia... You go with Stiles, Isaac you go to Allison," I felt suddenly cold all over. Allison looked at Scott and they smiled at each other sadly. Stiles looked at me with wide guilty eyes, I felt like I was suffocating.

Stiles, Allison, and Scott stepped into the icy water, all of them shivering as they sat down in the cold water. Stiles looked over to Scott "By the way, if I don't make it back and you do, you should probably know something. Your dad's in town," Scott looked surprised and I was too. Maybe that FBI Agent? They were all held underwater. I turned away not wanting to see my friends dying.