It's been a week since the whole Peter thing and it's been a crazy one. 

First of all, Allison was with Derek when Chris stormed in, shoved a gun in his face, threatened him, and then walked off. So Derek and Allison each got second phones with different numbers. And Allison had his name on the other phone as 'Debby from Homeroom' so that way if her mom or dad ever found the second phone then she could easily lie about Debby/Derek. She actually had a Debby in her class, and so every time she and Derek are done talking through tests she deletes the texts from everywhere possible. And this way they won't be able to recognize his second number if they did find the second phone because he had a new one... They were a bit paranoid. She also told him about Isaac, Erica and Boyd. 

Allison did get her necklace back after begging Stilinski when he was done with it. And she and Stiles got closer, and had both been spending a lot of time at the hospital in worry for Lydia. 

She guilted her dad into not grounding her like OG Allison had been. Her mom was angry about it, but after a while she gave up on fighting on it, because every time she brought it Allison would start full on blubbering and her dad would then take Allison's side. So... there's that at least. 

She went back to the journals she wrote everything down in and went through everything for the next few months to refresh herself. 

And when she wasn't with Stiles or with or texting to Derek/Debby, Allison was with Isaac. 

Until the night that Lydia went missing. 

~~~~ 

At the moment however Allison was in her room with Derek. 

"How much time do we have?" He asked her. 

"They'll be gone for an hour. Make the most of it." She said, grinning. 

Neither of them waited so much as a second before they started to aggressively make out and fall backwards onto her bed, with him on top of her. 

He ripped her shirt down the middle and started planting kisses all around her neck as she started breathing heavier and heavier. She went to grab for his shirt but her grabbed her hands and pinned them down on either side of her head, causing her to let out a small wimped as tried to touch him, but he just gave a flash of his charming smirk as he continued kissing her neck, leaning more into her as he did. 

But just as he was about to reach for her bra his head snapped up and over to her window. 

"Do the right-side brakes on your dad's SUV squeak a little bit?" He asked her and she nodded slightly. 

"Yeah." She told him. 

"Crap." He said, getting up and she groaned, throwing her torn up shirt at him. 

"Get that out of here." She whispered to him as he went for the window, as she put on sweat pants and Stiles's hoodie. 

She sat down on her bed with a book opened on her bed and she quickly laid down, pretending to be asleep. 

And moments later in barged Victoria, throwing the door open with a bang, causing Allison to jerk up as if she was really just asleep. 

"The hell?" She muttered with a slight yawn, finding the red headed woman at the edge of her bed. 

"If you don't trust me enough to have a lock on my door, the least you can do is knock." Allison said, going to lay back down. 

"Did I interrupt something?" The woman asked her and she rolled her eyes a bit, sitting back up. 

"Just my reading that turned into sleep... My life... My happiness... Will to live..." She listed off as Victoria held up a black dress in a dry cleaning plastic bag thing. 

"I picked up your dress for the funeral tomorrow." The woman told her. 

"You can put it in my closet." Allison told the woman who narrowed her eyes before walking over to the closet and yanking the closet doors open and eyes it suspiciously. Finding nothing unusual, she hangs the dress. "...Can I go back to reading slash sleeping now, or would you like to do a full-body cavity search?" She asked and Victoria eyed her window a bit, but since it was closed and locked she didn't move towards it. 

"Fine." The woman said before leaving. 

~~~~ 

After Stiles texted her about Lydia she quickly got dressed and left for the hospital. Wearing clothes a lot less frilly now that shit was about to happen. That was another thing that happened over the past week, she went shopping for more clothes. 

When she got to the hospital Scott and Stiles were just about to leave so she ran in front of the jeep before it could leave. 

"Wow!" Stiles yelled with wide eyes as Allison smiled and went over to his side. 

"What are you doing here? Someone's gonna see you here near me! You're dad doesn't want you near Derek or me, remember?!" Scott told the girl who shrugged. 

"I don't care-- she's my best friend, and we need to find her before they do." Allison told him. 

"I can find her before the cops can." Scott tried reassuring her. 

"How about before my father does?" 

"He knows???" Stiles asked, exasperated. 

"Yeah. I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUVs." Allison told them both. 

"...Search party." Scott said with a sigh. 

"It's more like a hunting party." Allison corrected. 

"Get in." Scott told her and she nodded going to the the back and pulling down the 'trunk' door, climbing in, shutting it, and then climbing over and into the back seat. She turned around to see the baffled looks on their faces. "There are only three guys I want staring at my ass, you're not one of them Scott." She told him, knowing that if she went in the other way her ass would be right in Scott's face. 

"She's kind of got a point. I don't want you looking at it either." Stiles told the werewolf who gave him a deadpan look. "All right, but if she's turning, would they actually kill her?" 

"I don't know. They won't tell me anything, okay? All they say is, "We'll talk after Kate's funeral, when the others get here."" 

"What others?" Stiles questioned. 

"I don't know, they won't tell me that yet." Allison told him with a frustrated sigh. 

"Okay, your family's got some serious communication issues to work on." Stiles told her. 

"Tell me about it." She told him, running a hand through her hair with a sigh as he started the jeep up and went off to find Lydia. 

Allison watched in amusement as Scott had his head out the window the whole time. 

~~~~ 

They finally pulled up to the Hale house. 

"She came here? You sure?" Stiles asked with a frown. 

"Yeah, this is where the scent leads." Scott said, nodding, also frowning. 

"All right, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles asked, turning to Allison. 

"Not with me. Maybe she came here on instinct-- like she was looking for Derek?" Allison suggested. 

"You mean, looking for an Alpha." Scott corrected. 

"And who's the Alpha? Derek. Wolves need a pack, right?" 

"Not all of them..." Scott said, talking about himself. 

"But would she have been drawn to an Alpha? Is it an instinct to be part of a pack?" 

"Yeah, we're-we're stronger in packs." Scott told her and she nodded in understanding. 

"Whoa, hey! Look at this! You see this? I think it's a tripwire." Stiles said and Allison went over to him to get a better look as he pulled it. 

"Stiles--" Scott said behind him. 

"Yeah, buddy. ...Oh." Stiles said as they turned around to see Scott hanging upside down. 

"Next time you see a tripwire? Don't trip it." Scott told Stiles who nodded. 

"Yeah, noted..." He said, about to help but Scott quickly stopped him. 

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Someone's coming! Hide! Go!" Scott said and Stiles and Allison went to hide behind a few trees. 

They stood there, Allison's back against the tree and Stiles pressed against her front. 

"Hello." She whispered to him, with a slight blush, and he smiled and blushed back. 

"Hi..." He whispered back. 

"What are you doing?" She asked after a moment. 

"Nothing..." He muttered, frowning. 

"...Part of you is doing something." She said, smiling slightly as she looked down at his pants. 

"Oh, sorry..." He muttered as her smile widened. 

"Stop. This is not the place for that." She told him, amused. 

"I kind of don't have control over that." He told her and she nodded. 

"Okay, well, I'll turn around." She said, turning around so her front was against the tree. 

"Yeah, totally... Allison?" He muttered. 

"What?" She asked him, turning to face him with a frown. 

"...That's worse." He told her and she blushed harder as she turned back around. 

"If it doesn't stop soon this isn't going to be a very good hiding spot any more." She told him, letting him know if this kept happening she was going to jump him then and there, hunters be damned. 

"R-Really?" He asked, catching that point. 

"Yeah." She nodded. 

Thankfully that didn't need to happen because they finally saw her father walking away from Scott with the hunters. 

"Are you okay?" Allison asked as they walked back up. 

"Just a life-threatening conversation with your dad..." He told her awkwardly. 

"Stiles, help me with this--" Allison was cut off by Scott reaching up and cutting it with his claws. 

"Thanks... But I think I got it." Scott told them, landing on his feet. 

"Yeah..." Stiles said nodding. 

"Comin'?" Scott asked, walking off. 

~~~~ 

The next day Allison was in the girls locker room, getting back into her actual clothes, when Coach called her into the boys for an announcement. 

"Let's go! I have an announcement! Gather 'round! Quicker! Danny, put a shirt on. Stilinski! That means you! Let's go, gather 'round! Listen up-- police are asking for help on a missing child advisory. It's a sick girl... roaming around... totally naked. Now, it's supposed to get below forty degrees tonight. I don't know about you, but the last time it was that cold and I was running around naked... I lost a testicle to exposure! Now, I don't want the same thing happening to some innocent girl. So, police are organizing search parties for tonight. Sign up, find the missing girl, you get an automatic "A" in my classes." Coach told them and everyone started signing up. 

"If Lydia wants to take a naked hike in the woods, why should I care?" Jackson asked snidely. 

"You dated her for three years, maybe that's what?" Allison said, shrugging, and Jackson rolled his eyes. 

"And because we have a pretty good idea that she might be... you know... turning." Scott told the boy who frowned stupidly. 

"Turning?" Jackson asked them. 

"Yeah-- turning." Scott said impatiently. 

"Into...?" Jackson asked. 

"A unicorn. What do you think, dumbass?" Stiles sarcastically asked. 

"Well, I think that if Lydia's turning, she's not the only one that's gonna need help." Jackson said to them. 

"What do you mean?" Scott asked. 

"Oh, God. You've got it all backwards, McCall. When I was with Lydia, you should have seen the scratch marks she left on me. What do you think she's gonna do with a set of real claws? Heh." He said, walking away with a laugh. 

"I didn't want to ever know that." Allison said, frowning. 

~~~~ 

A couple of classes later Allison was putting stuff in her locker when creepy Matt spoke up to her. 

"Nice jacket." He told her and she nodded awkwardly to him. 

"Nice camera." She said to him dryly. He nodded and walked away as Allison heard girls talking up behind her. 

"Not her sister, her aunt. The one who murdered all those people." One of them said. 

"You mean the crazy bitch who killed all those people?" 

"Yeah, the fire, all those animal attacks... it was her aunt." 

"Are you kidding? I sit next to her in English." 

"Find a new seat." 

Allison rolled her eyes and turned to them. 

"I know six different kinds of attack styles, do you really want to push me right now? My aunt's a murderer, my best friend is missing, and I'm burying said murderer in a few hours. Today is already a day from hell for me, do you want me to make it one for the two of you as well?" Allison snapped at them and they both quickly shut up and ran off. 

Allison walked off in the other direction and walked into Stiles, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into a class room. 

"I can't. I can't do this. I can't- I can't go to the funeral. Everyone is going to be watching me, and there are going to be cameras there, and I can't--" She told him, pacing back and forth. 

"Yes, you can. Allison, you will be fine. Everything's gonna be okay. We're gonna find Lydia, and it's all gonna be good. Just think about it-- no Peter, no psycho Werewolf killings... Your dad, Derek and me... Well, that's a work in progress." He told her and she sighed, shaking her head. 

"I can't do this, okay? My Grandfather is coming, and he is worse than Kate and Peter put together and then times that by a million. Trust me, if he wanted he could start world war three and four." She told him and he looked at her with wide eyes. "Yeah." 

"It'll be fine. And I'll make sure. I'll be there." He told her and she looked at him with wide eyes. 

"Will you please?" She asked him and he nodded. "I need you there. I can't have Derek there, and Isaac's dad... I wouldn't risk it with him right now. I just, I need you, okay?" 

"I'll be there." He told her and she nodded with a smile as she reached forward and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his waist, before putting her head on his chest. With a sigh he laid his head on her head as well. 

They stood there for a while before Stiles sighed. 

"Okay, I've got to get to detention." He told her with a sigh and she nodded, letting him go. 

~~~~ 

After school when she got to the cemetery Stiles was waiting and she turned to him with a smile, taking his hands as the cameras started surrounding them. 

"You brought him here?" Victoria asked Allison with an angry tone. 

"Either he's here, or I leave." Allison told the woman, walking ahead with Stiles next to her. 

"Mrs. Argent, can we get a few words? Just a few words! A few words, Mrs. Argent?" A reporter asked and Allison turned to them. 

"Yeah, you can get a few words- FUCK OFF!" She yelled at them, as Stiles grimaced and pulled her away from them as his dad came up and grabbed the press, pushing them away from the family. 

"I knew this was a bad idea..." She heard her dad say as they got closer to the seats. 

"Well, it wasn't my idea." Victoria said with a pointed look. 

"I tried telling him... But, he insisted on making a point of it." 

"Well, if he insisted, then he can deal with it when he gets here." Victoria said to him. 

"Who gets here?" Stiles asked, before shrinking back when Victoria sent him a glare. 

A few minutes later Gerard walked up to them and Allison gave him a blank look. 

"Christopher." The old man greeted. 

"Gerard." Argent said with a frown. 

"I'm so sorry." Victoria said, hugging the man slightly. 

"Yo." Stiles nodded when the old man turned to him and Allison. 

"Allison's boyfriend, Stiles." Argent quickly told the man who nodded, before turning to Allison. 

"Do you remember me? Considering I haven't seen you since you were three, I don't suppose I can assume you'd call me "Grandpa." So, if it's comfortable, call me Gerard for the time being...  But, I'd prefer "Grandpa."" He told her and she nodded. 

"I'll keep that in mind." She told him before turning away and leaning her head onto Stiles as her parents sighed at the girl. 

~~~~ 

That night Allison went home and pulled out her second phone to find that Derek/Debby texted her to let her know that he gave Isaac the bite, and to tell her about Gerard. 

A while later in the night Stiles sneaked into the house and up to her room, which wasn't that hard since none of her family were home. They were all out 'hunting' and her mother was who knows where. 

She stood up and walked over to him when he walked into sight and kissed him. 

"Hi." She told him. 

"Hi." He told her and she smiled. 

"You are the most amazing boyfriend in the world, and I love you so much for that." She told him and he smiled at her. 

"I love you too." He told her, kissing her cheek before putting his face in the crook of her neck as she hugged him, burying her face in his chest. 

After a few minutes they got into her bed and watched FRIENDS till they fell asleep.