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Skating Date

It was a few nights after the whole Sharif Station thing, and Allison was in the middle of putting gas in her car. There was no one around, except for one man at the next pump. They glanced at each other and gave smiles before he hopped on his bike and left. 

A few moments after he left the lights around Allison went out, causing her to frown, a bit creeped out. She quickly put the pump away and got in her car, ready to go home. But when she reached for her keys they weren't there. 

Quickly getting out she looked around for them, and just as she was about to turn around, a bag was put over her head and she was grabbed. 

~~~~ 

When the bag was ripped away Allison was tied to a chair and her dad was tied in front of her. She remembered this part of the show, which was why was wasn't freaking out at the moment. 

"Ever wonder what happens if a Hunter gets bitten, Allison? Ever wonder what happens if you get bitten? What do you think your father would do? What do you think he'd have to do? When all it would take to change everything is... one bite... One bite..." The voice of Derek spoke as her father broke free from the binds and took the phone that another hunter was holding and turned off the recording. 

"Everything changes." Argent answered, removing the gag from Allison's mouth. 

"How did you convince Derek to do that recording?" Was the first thing out of her mouth, causing the man to sigh. 

"Really?" He asked her with a deadpan look and she sighed. 

"Is this how we're gonna do father-daughter talks from now on?" She asked him. 

"No... This is how we're gonna train you. Do you know why we use arrows?" He asked her. 

"...They can't heal until it's taken out." She said, shrugging. 

"Look familiar?" He asked, holding up the arrow that Allison shot into the hunter a few nights before. 

"Not really. Should it?" She asked innocently. 

"Allison." He said with a hard voice and she rolled her eyes. 

"You were going to kill him." She told him and he nodded. 

"That's right. And, if we find Isaac on another full moon, we will kill him. That's the hard choice we make." 

"He's 16!" She yelled angrily. 

"It wasn't my choice." He told her. 

"Gerard?" Allison scoffed. 

"No. See, our family has a surprisingly progressive tradition. Knowing wars and violence are typically started by men, we place the final decisions-- the hard ones-- with the women. Our sons are trained to be soldiers. Our daughters... to be leaders." He said, putting the arrow head in her hands. 

"So mom told you to kill one of my soulmates? Two of them, actually?" She muttered to him and he looked at her. "Yeah, I know about those, and I have three of them. I know a lot more than you think I do." She said, turning away from him as he leaned back, stared at her for a moment before turning towards the door. 

"Training starts now. Time her." As soon as they both left Allison sighed and looked at the wooden chair she was in. 

"This is gonna hurt." She sighed, jumping ump and them back down onto the chair as hard as she could, landing on her back and breaking the chair. 

She sat up and pulled her arms from behind her back to under her butt, and under her legs so the were in front of her. 

She took a couple minutes to stare at the bonds before figuring out how to untie them. 

All in all it took her ten minutes. 

When she walked outside the hunter, Bennett, looked at her shocked. 

"It's easy when you grew up watching cop shows." She lied, not wanting to get into the fact in her last life she learned so much protection stuff that the only thing stopping her from being a real life Natasha Romanoff was the fact she didn't have red hair. 

"Impressive." He said, and she took her car keys and went home. 

When she walked through the door she found her parents and Gerard at the dinner table talking. They all looked up at her shocked. 

"Ten minutes. That might be a record." She said, walking past them and into the kitchen, grabbing an apple before walking back past them and to bed. 

~~~~ 

The next day in gym class they were climbing the rock wall and Allison was wearing gray shorts and a gray tank top with her black sneakers. 

"Seriously?" Stiles said in amusement, reading her shirt. 

"What?" Allison asked in faux innocence, and he just laughed as he shook his head in amusement. 

"McCall, Argent, lets go." Coach told them and the two went to get set up for the rock wall. "Nice shirt." He told Allison who smiled brightly. 

"Thanks." She said as a few people nodded in agreement. "So what did it look like?" Allison asked as they started climbing the wall. 

"It had a tail. I don't have a tail." He told her and she smirked in amusement. 

"Maybe you just haven't grown it yet." 

"I'm not growing a tail-- ever. Are you slowing down for me?" He asked her, frowning. 

"I was waiting for you." She shrugged. 

"What? Waiting for me to catch up?" He asked her and she shrugged again. 

"We're talking, besides you looked like you were struggling..." She said in amusement. 

"Maybe I was being nice?" He said in defense. 

"Try being nice from afar." She said, climbing more. But when she reached the top Scott was already there. With a glare she reached over and kicked him, causing him to let go and fall as everyone watched and laughed, as Allison looked around innocently, before going back down. 

"McCall, I don't know why, but your pain gives me a special kind of joy... Right? All right, next two! Stilinski, Erica, let's go! The wall." Coach called out and Stiles went up excitedly as Erica slowly went up. By the time she was a few feet up Stiles had already come back down. 

"Oh, please--" Erica said, panicking. 

"Erica? Dizzy? Is it vertigo?" Coach asked, calling up to the girl. 

"Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out." Lydia said sindly. 

"Lydia, don't be a bitch." Allison told her best friend who rolled her eyes. 

"Erica..." Coach called up to her. 

"I'm fine." She called back. 

"Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know, she's epileptic." Allison reminded the man. 

"Why doesn't anybody tell me this stuff??? Erica, y-you're fine. Just-just kick off from the wall. Th-there's a mat to catch you. Come on. See? You're fine. You're on the ground. You're all right. Let's go. Shake it off. You're fine." He said as the girl got down and walked away as everyone laughed. 

"HEY! Shut up! So what if she has an illness that makes it hard for her? That doesn't give you the right bully her for it! What if it was you up there? What if you were epileptic? For fucks sake, didn't anyone ever teach you to treat people how you want them to treat you? You're all four years old, and I'm ashamed at knowing that in two and half years I'll be graduating with a bunch of bulling assholes!" She yelled out at the crowd who all went silent, as she gave them dirty looks and then walked off to the locker room. 

She quickly got dressed and Coach to start talking about Isaac. 

"Listen up! Anybody sees Isaac Lahey, you immediately tell the principal. Get a teacher, or you call me. Except for Greenberg-- he shouldn't call me for anything. I'm not kidding. He shouldn't even have my number." He told them before walking off. 

Allison sighed before seeing the way Scott was running down the halls and quickly followed after him. When she got to the gym she found Scott holding a seizing Erica. 

"Put her on her side! Put her on her side! How'd you know?" Allison asked the werewolf as the rest of the class caught up. 

"I just felt it." He told her and she nodded before taking out her other phone and texting Derek about Erica. 

~~~~ 

That day after school Allison and Lydia were in the former's room, getting ready for the group to hang out, between them, Stiles and Scott. Where Allison has convinced Scott to tell Lydia the truth. Lydia might not be a werewolf, but she still should be told. Lydia was listening to music and taking selfies while Allison grabbed a few things, just as her dad stuck his head into the room. 

"Headed out?" He asked, narrowing his eyes. 

"Studying. Just studying, Dad." She told the man with a pointed look. 

"I get it. But, we need you to remember what happened." He told her and she sighed. 

"I saw my best friend half dead in a hospital room, I'm not forgetting anytime soon." She told the man who nodded in understanding. She stared at the man for a minute before speaking again, "You want me to spy on her, don't you?" 

"We want you to look out for your friend to make sure everything's okay with her." Argent said and they both turned and looked at Lydia who was still taking random selfies. 

"...Seems okay to me." Allison said with a smile as her dad nodded slightly in agreement before looking at her. 

"What you said about Isaac, Derek and Stiles. What do you know about it?" He asked her and she shrugged. 

"Dad, the way Derek explained it, it's a soulmate thing. I'm sorry that two out of three of them are werewolves, but it is what it is. I love them, all three of them. And if you're going to shoot them for that, or being wolves, then you've got to be willing to shoot me too. Or at least be willing to bury me along with them." She told the man who sighed. "Happy to see I've made my point. I'm going out for studying and pizza. I'll see you later." She told the man before walking over to Lydia and tapping her, grabbing her things and then left before Argent could say a word. 

~~~~ 

When they met up with the boys Allison quickly jumped on Stiles's back and they walked in as Scott and Lydia followed them inside with a sigh. 

The couple sat towards the top of the bleachers as they got their shoes ready. 

After she put on her shoes Allison looked over at him with a small smile, finding him absolutely adorable. He looked up, feeling someone watching him, and saw the smile on her face, causing him to smile too. 

"What?" He asked her and she shook her head. 

"Nothing. Just watching you." She said simply with a smile. "Okay, you ready?" She asked him and he nodded. "Okay, let's go. Try not to fall, okay?" 

"I know what to do. I've done this plenty of times." He told her and she nodded. 

"Good to know." She told him with a small smile before pulling him out onto the ice. 

The two of them skated around, being a couple of adorable idiots, watching as Lydia tried to help a falling Scott in amusement, before Allison got an idea. 

"Come on." She said, taking his hand and leading him off this ice, kicked off their shoes and she led him to the photo booth. 

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