After the game Allison was leaving the Girl's locker room when she ran into Danny. 

"Hey. Did Scott leave already?" Allison asked him and he shook his head. 

"No, he's still in there." Danny said and Allison nodded before waiting for Danny to leave before walking in and heard Scott talking to someone. 

"Thank God! Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea what's been going on?" Scott asked and she turned a corner to see he was talking to Derek and Peter walked up behind him. 

"I really don't get lacrosse..." Peter told the boy with a frown. 

"It was you." Scott said with a gasp. 

"When I was in high school, we played basketball. There's a real sport. Still, I read somewhere that lacrosse comes from Native American tribes, and that they played it to resolve conflict. Do I have that right? Hmm... I have a little conflict of me own to resolve, Scott... But I need your help to do it." Peter told the boy, who glared at him. 

"I'm not helping you kill people." Scott told him. 

"Well, I don't want to kill all of them-- just the responsible ones. And that doesn't have to include Allison." 

"Like you'd kill me anyways. I'm the only person who talks to you that's not blood related." Allison said with a roll of her eyes as she walked up to the four males, and Scott turned to her quickly. "Woah, cover up Scotty." She said looking away from the boy with a grimace. 

"Allison." Peter frowned with a sigh. 

"Honestly if you wanted me dead you would have killed me in the school that night. You are the Alpha, right? Or did I mess that up?" 

"No, you're right." Peter told her with a nod. 

"You're on his side? Are you forgetting the part where he killed your sister?" Scott asked, turning to Derek, "Or the part where he wants to kill your family?!" Scott asked, turning to Allison. 

"Not all of my family. Just my Aunt." Allison defended. 

"It was a mistake..." Derek told him, glancing between the three with a hard face. 

"What?" Scott asked, exasperated. 

"It happens..." Derek said, trying to sound casual but in reality he was anything but. 

"Scott, I think you're getting the wrong impression of us. We just really want to help you reach your full potential." Peter told him. 

"By killing my friends?" Scott scoffed. 

"Sometimes the people closest to you can be the ones holding you back the most." Peter told him. 

"You touch a hair on Stiles's head, I won't chop you in half I'll cut off your balls and shove them down your throat." Allison told the man who rolled his eyes. 

"Fine, all but him." 

"You touch Lydia I'll just plain kill you." 

"Fine, all but her and the spaz." He rolled his eyes, "And objection on Jackson?" 

"Just a little maiming. No killing." She shrugged. 

"ALLISON!" Scott said and she turned to him with wide, innocent eyes. 

"What?" She asked him and he shook his head with a sigh before turning to Peter. 

"If they're holding me back from becoming a psychotic nut-job like you, I'm okay with that." 

"Scott, there's a difference between being psychotic and being angry and wanting revenge. These people killed his whole family. If it was your mom, dad, Stiles, his dad, if it was everyone you cared about, what would you do? I know what I'd do, what about you?" She asked him and he froze a bit, not having those about it. 

"Maybe... you could try and see things from my perspective..." Peter told the boy before reaching over and putting his claws in Scott's neck for the memory sharing thing, before leaving with Derek as Allison sighed and left to. 

But not to go with the two men, to go out to where her dad and Kate were waiting. 

~~~~ 

An hour later Allison was in the garage, looking for her ear buds when the door started opening. She quickly, and silently, closed the door and shrank down into the seat. She knew that Kate knew she was there, but she didn't care all that much to be honest. 

"It hasn't been an issue since we lived here." Argent spoke. 

"All I'm saying is that firing those things so close by is bound to draw some attention." Kate told the older man. 

"These things have saved my life more than once, and I know how to be inconspicuous when I need to." He told his sister who scoffed at him. 

"This coming from a man whose preferred weapon is a crossbow. You know, these extra skills are something you could be teaching your daughter..." She said, trailing off as Argent shook his head. 

"Not yet." Argent told his sister. 

"Ever?" Kate asked him and he looked at her with a hard look. 

"Not. Yet." Argent said firmly.  "You coming?" 

"Yeah. Coming." Kate said before they both left. 

After a minute Allison got out of the car and over to the arrow head Kate put down and picked up the one Argent tossed in the trash. She knew Kate was watching her, so she played the clueless little girl she was supposed to be. 

After she heard Kate close the door, Allison put them back in their places, knowing she didn't need to explode it to see what it did. 

~~~~ 

It was late the next day when Allison was picked up by Stiles who quickly told her what Scott told him. Peter was going out with Melissa. And as soon as they found the car Stiles drove into it. 

"Oh, are you kidding me? STILES!" The woman yelled as Stiles and Allison jumped out of the jeep. 

"Mrs. McCall?" Stiles asked innocently. 

"Yes!" Melissa yelled, and Allison snickered. "Allison! Really? You're in on this too?!" 

"Uh.... no?" Allison asked and Melissa groaned. 

"Wow, this is-this is just crazy. What a coincidence, huh?" Stiles asked, and Melissa gave a sarcastic laugh. "I mean, I do not know what happened. You guys just came out of nowhere--" Stiles continued, and Allison's giggles quickly turned into laughter. 

"Came out of nowhere??? We were parked on the side of the road, Stiles!" Mama McCall yelled as a crowd started forming. 

"How crazy is that? I mean, we should probably call the cops, you know? Do like, an accident report thing?" Stiles asked, trying to stall. 

"I don't think that's necessary." Peter said, joining in, staring at Allison who gave him a smile. 

"Are you sure? I think I'm feeling a little whiplash..." Stiles said, grabbing his neck. 

"Oh you poor thing." Allison said, frowning, reaching up to his neck. She knew he was faking it, but she wanted to join in, not just laugh. 

"Whiplash??? You hit us!" Melissa yelled, incredulous. 

"I don't know... There's something definitely wrong with my neck..." He said, twisting it in odd angles as Peter walked away a bit. 

"I'm calling an ambulance." Allison said, pulling out her phone. 

"Don't you dare." Melissa told her and Allison grimaced at the 'mom voice'. 

"Okay." Allison said, putting her phone in her pocket. 

"Stiles, do you know how important tonight was to me?" Melissa asked the boy. 

"Well it's not my fault you're parked like that!" Stiles tried deflecting. "It's like you were begging to get hit!" 

"We're parked on the side of the road!" Melissa said to the boy, looking three seconds away from smacking him. 

"You know, we should get you to the hospital to make sure you're not hurt." Allison told the older woman. 

"I'm fine." Melissa waved off. 

"Do you know how many people say that, and it ends up that they damaged something important?" Allison asked the woman who sighed and gave her a hard look. 

"I'm fine." Melissa told the girl, who sighed as her phone started ringing. 

"I'm sorry, I've got to take this." Allison said, walking away to answer Kate's phone call as Melissa and Stiles kept arguing. 

~~~~ 

After a while Kate showed up to pick up Allison and then took her to the tunnels under the Hale house. 

"What is this place?" Allison asked her, looking around with a frown. 

"Let's start with the basics-- you know how every family has its secrets? Ours is a little different..." Kate told her, leading her to a big sliding door before opening it and turning on a light, showing a transformed Derek, who was without a shirt and tied up to a fence with electricity pulsing through it. "Isn't he beautiful?" Kate asked her and Allison stared with wide eyes as Derek roared at the two of them.