It apparently was going to be one of those nights. Sara had figured that out, when Scott came flying down the steps calling to the freshly shower Liam and the just-shower-and-just-manged-to-get –all-the-gasoline-and-blood-out-of-the-ends-of-her-hair-Sara.

'Man, I need to get a haircut and a vacation.'

"Kira found Brett." Scott said, entering the living room. Sara sighed, looking down at her warm comfortable pjs. 'Great now I have to go change. Stupid assassins.'

"They're fine but we've got to go." Scott finished handing Liam a helmet. "Kay, comeback and pick me up, don't think your bike can fit three." Sara said, jogging up the stairs.

"More assassins?" Liam guessed, following Scott to the door. "Maybe a lot more." Scott said gravelly.

"Different than the ones who just tried to set us on fire?" Liam said.

"I think so, yeah." Scott said, opening the door, before turning around glancing at Liam's face. Liam looking down at the helmet, setting it down on the table. Closing the door, Scott walked back to Liam holding out the red helmet.

"How about I take you home?" Scott said gently. "I'm not like you." Liam said softly.

"Not yet."

"I don't mean I'm not strong or I'm never gonna learn how to be in control. I mean everything else. You and your friends try to protect everyone. Have you been doing this the whole time? I mean, how are you all still alive?" Liam said quietly.

Scott paused his eyes losing focus. "Not all of us are." he said after a couple seconds.

"Let me at least take you home." Scott said, holding out the helmet. Liam nodded taking his slowly the two approaching the door. "Scott?"

"Yeah," Scott said, glancing at him. Liam looked behind him at the stairs. "Don't tell Sara."

After Liam went home due a family emergency according to Scott. (Sara didn't buy that complete bullcrap, then again Scott was always a terrible liar, which is why Stiles had taught her how to lie) but anyway. They made their way to the animal clinic, where Scott worked at. The second Scott opened the door, Kira ran into his arms, two instantly starting to make out.

Behind them, Sara making an openly disgusted face not wanting to be witness to their moment. Sliding past them, Sara marched into the back room.

"Satomi?" she said, walking towards the woman, catching sight Brett's surprised face when she came in. "Sara McCall," Satomi greeted, smiling at her. "I had a feeling I might be seeing you again."

Sara smiled, taking the older woman's hand. "It's wonderful to see you again. How's-"

"Nikolia, he is externally grateful for what you had done. As am I." she said. Sara blushed. "I didn't really do anything-" she said, pausing when Kira and Scott walked in.

"Satomi, this is who I was telling you about." Kira said, Satomi taking a long look at Scott, a slow smile forming on her face.

"I know who Scott McCall is."

"Are we safe here?" asked the young girl next to Brett; which Sara guessed could be his sister. Scott paused looking around the crowded room, full of werewolves, some of them injured and others just plain terrified.

Sara turned to him, biting her lower lip. "Scott?"

"We're gonna need help." Scott said, glancing between Sara and Kira. "A lot of help."

A couple of hours later, Scott had (finally) found a 'safe' place for Satomi's pack. A large empty building around the outskirts of Beacon Hill's. Scott, Kira and Satomi had instantly taken up leadership, helping the other werewolves and discussing strategies.

"Hi there," Sara said gently spotting the small girl who had been next to Brett; she was holding one hand around her arm, looking around the room in mild confusion. "I'm Sara, what your name?"

The girl glanced at her unsurely looking back at her, her lower lip quivering. "Lori."

Sara smiled. "Well Lori, do you want to show me your arm?" Sara asked, holding out her hand. Lori nodded, slowly picking up her other hand. On her arm was a deep cut that wasn't healing, frowning, tenderly taking her arm, Sara inspected it. "I got scratched with an arrow." Lori explained. Sara raised her hand, not even looking up; not noticing someone watching her.

"Don't freak out." she mumbled, (more for her sake than Lori's) slowly gliding her hand over it (hearing Lori's gasp at her purple energy) "Okay, I think the sliver tip in the arrow might have chipped. It might be stuck."

"I can try to get it out, but it's gonna take a minute or two." Sara said, silently wishing she could have been a better healer. "So, Lori tell me about yourself? How old are you?"

"13, but I'll be 14 in a few months." Lori said taking a shaky breath. "I go to Devenford Prep, with my brother Brett."

"Yeah, I know Brett, not personally. More for afar," Sara said conversationally. Lori raised her eyebrows. "My best friend is Liam Dunbar," Sara added. Lori's eyes lit up, clearly recognising the name. "What your favourite colour?" Sara asked suddenly.

"Yel-Ah!" Lori cried, as the shard of bloodied silver few out of her arm.

Landed on her hand neatly into the palm of Sara's hand. Instantly the cut on Lori's arm healed itself leaving just a smear of dried blood.

"Sorry," Sara said dropping the shard onto the floor. "It's supposed to hurt less when it's a surprise."

Lori giggled. "Thanks," she said, glancing behind her as someone waved her over. Sara winked at her gesturing to the person. "Go on."

"Thank you," said someone from behind her making Sara nearly fly out of her skin.

"Kill me why don't you." Sara grumbled, glaring at Brett, who laughed at her. His smile oddly enough making her grin.

"So, your Liam's friend, the one at lacrosse game. The one that smells like…flowers and hot chocolate?" Brett said, leaning closer to her taking a sniff. Sara pursing her lips to stop herself from laughing.

"Yeah, you're her."

"So do you always sniff people to check who they are?" Sara asked, her eyes glittering in a few rays of the early morning sun. "Only the pretty ones." Brett replied smoothly, taking in another deep sniff, his smile and relaxed body instantly stiffening.

"What's wrong? What do you hear?" Sara asked, catching the change in Brett stance. Brett suddenly turned around, running to the front of the building.

"Brett!" Sara whisper-shouted, jogging after him trying to keep her footsteps like his. The other werewolves seemed to notice what he did too. Some of them getting up, Satomi leading as Scott, Sara and Kira followed them in confusion.

Satomi let her arrow loose into the next area of the building, someone grunting in pain in the distance.

A man entered Sara's vision, his gun out, facing them. Brett flew forwards snarling and growling in front of him. "Wait! Wait! Brett! This is his place. It's his." Scott explained, pointing at the man.

Brett walked back, standing behind Sara. She knew his face. He looked tired, older, and bearded, but it was him. Chris Argent. Allison Argent's father. He was a hunter.

"Scott... If you bring in guests, you could have called." Argent said, dropping the gun, glancing at the pack of werewolves. "I didn't have anywhere else to take them." Scott said, scratching his ear.

"I know this man." Satomi said, stepping forward staring at him. "He may not remember, but we've met before."

"You can trust him. I trust him." Scott said, attempting to convince her. "How do we know he's not like the others?" Satomi asked. "What others?" Argent asked, the gun resting on his hips, his eyes sweeping across the group.

"Last night, there was a whole team after them. And they used crossbows." Kira explained, handing him half of an arrow. "They're hunters, aren't they?" Scott said.

"Not if they're killing for profit. Not anymore." Argent said, his eyes landing on Sara. A flicker of recondition sliding across them.

"Can they find us?" Brett asked, the question that had been plaguing Sara's mind. 'Yes.'

"They might already know you're here. Maybe they're waiting for dark." Argent explained.

"So we're not safe here?" Kira asked, glancing at Scott. "We're not safe anywhere." Satomi retorted. "We've been trying to get out for days. Everywhere we turn, we find someone new trying to kill us."

Argent stepped closer to Scott. "If they're coming, Scott, they're coming for you too. You're still number one on the dead pool." he reminded him, looking at Scott, but Sara could see one eye was trained on her.

"I know. I know Lydia can get the answer from Meredith. She just needs more time." Scott replied.

"Then that's what she'll get."

"Argent." Sara said, coming from behind, her hands folding behind her back; watching him place the motion sensors in. "Chris Argent. Allison's father. "

"Sara McCall." Argent greeted, inclining his head lightly. "So you do remember me." Sara mumbled, glaring at Argent. "Yes." he said, getting up off the floor.

Sara nodded. "So the Argents are hunters. When Elena told me I really didn't want to believe it." Sara said, deciding it better to rip off the plaster all at once.

Allison's death, still waved heavy on Scott and his pack. She couldn't imagine what Allison's father felt. "Was Allison one?" she asked, glancing up at him.

"No," Chris said, clenching his fists. "Not when she met you."

Sara shut her eyes, allowing a moment of slience, biting her lower. "Did you kill Susan Dabney?" she asked quietly. "No, I didn't." Chris replied. He radiated guilt, there was something different about him. Sara nodded, taking a breath. "Do you know who did?"

"Yes." Argent said, meeting her for the first time, since they began talking. Sara's heart plummeted into her stomach. "Who?" she whispered, walking closer to him. "Please tell me who?"

"I doesn't matter."
"Please," Sara said, "I just, want to know, that's it."

Argent sighed, scratching his eyebrow. "Lefebvre. Adrien and Raphael Lefebvre. Brother and sister. They were twins. "

"Were?" Sara asked, a vivid image of two brown-haired siblings, dressed in full leather flashing though her mind. "What happened to them?"

"I don't know." Argent said, glancing down, at the red light on one of his monitors. "No one's seen them in months. Last thing I heard was they died. Chasing a witch." Argent said, looking pointedly at Sara.

"I didn't kill them."
"I didn't say that."

"I don't know what happened. I blacked out…I don't-"

"Sara," Argent said, gently placing at hand on her shoulder. "Breath."

Sara shut her eyes, taking a deep breath. "It's okay. I'm not judging you." he said, lightly patting her shoulder, turning around to finish fixing in his monitors.

"I'm sorry, about Allison." Sara said, Argent's footsteps pausing. "She….she deserved better. She was really…incredible and kind. She didn't deserve what she got."

"She was…she liked you."

Sara smiled softly, turning around picking up a few more blankets, and walking off.

Sara slumped down onto some of the blankets, curling up in them. Pulling out her phone she checked the time. 5:30pm, only a few hours left till dusk, her eyelids burned feeling exertion and burnout hitting her like a truck.

"You okay?" Brett asked bending down, to her eyes level. Sara nodded, though her shoulder felt ready to fall off. "I fine."

"I fine?" Brett repeated. "I'm fine." Sara corrected. "That's what I said."

Brett shook his head. "No, you said 'I fine.'" He said smirking. Sara sat up straighter, leaning closer towards him. "I said I'm fine."

Brett shook his head. "Nope, I have werewolf hearing and- "You would have heard me say 'I'm fine.'" Sara said. "No you didn't you said I fine." Brett insisted, sitting down next to her. "No I didn't.

"Yes you did."

"No I didn't,"

"You did." Brett sang. Sara scowled. "Your ears are broken."

"Nope,"

"Oh, shut up."

Sara looked around nervously at Braeden, who gave her a relaxed smile as she loaded her gun.

Scott had called in for reinforcements and the new coolest dynamic duo appeared. Derek and Braeden. The dream team. The coolest people ever. She was totally shipping them.

"You okay there?" Braeden asked, glancing at her from the corner of her eye. Sara shrugged. "I've been better."

"It'll be okay. They'll be okay." Scott said, though Sara felt his words were more for her comfort than anything else.

"They've got claws and fangs. But they're not fighters." Derek said glancing at Satomi's pack.

"That's why I called you." Scott said. "Well, try to remember I don't have claws and fangs anymore either." Derek replied. "That's why he called me." Braeden added, inclining her head towards Derek.

"Am I the only one still hoping this is all just a false alarm? I mean, it's possible we could wait here all night and nothing happens. Right?" Kira said hopefully.

Sara bit her lower lip, Braeden and her sharing a look. 'Unlikely.'

Braeden glanced at Scott. "Scott, you heard anything from Stiles or Lydia yet?"

"Lydia's still talking to Meredith. Stiles and Malia are headed to the lake house. They're trying to stop it." Scott replied.

"I think we should focus on the word trying." Sara added. "I mean, there is a small possibility that they may not be able to. I mean Meredith crafted this elaborate plan, isn't there the possibility she has a contingency?"

The four shared uneasy looks at Sara's words.

Brett speaking up from behind them. "What if there is no stopping it? What if it doesn't end until we're all dead?"

"Then let's send a message." Derek said loudly. Sara feeling a speech coming on.

"Let's make something perfectly clear to anyone with a copy of that list. It doesn't matter if they're professional assassins, hunters, or an amateur who just picked up a gun. Anyone who thinks they can hunt and kill us for money, is gonna be put on another list. Our list. They get to be a name on our dead pool."

Sara awkwardly raised her hand.

"Yes, Sara?" Derek asked, making the rest of them look at her.

"Sorry to ruin this…inspiring moment, but umm…wouldn't we be just as bad as them, if we put them on our list. I mean, shouldn't we be the bigger people and not put them on our list, but simply just prove that we are capable and unafraid of defending ourselves if they choose to attack us?" Sara pointed out.

The rest of them stared at her. Braeden's gun making an auditable 'click' sound. "I love this kid."

"Just asking…"

Can I just say, I LOVE Braeden, always have, always will. I don't know, I always did? What's a Teen Wolf character you just sorta ended up loving?

Thoughts?

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