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"It's about time you got here! Klaus has been outside pouting for an hour!" Caroline exclaimed as we walked through the door to Derek's loft. I laughed. I had noticed Klaus outside, but I didn't exactly exchange pleasantries with him.

"We cracked the next part of the dead-pool," Lydia announced, without looking up from the laptop she was working on. Derek nodded, behind her.

"What was the key?" I asked her. She bit her lip and frowned.

"'Aiden,'" she told us. It took me a second, but I realized why it was significant. That was her ex that died, while the nogitsune here. I felt Stiles' grip on my hand tighten. I looked over at him and saw him pale. I didn't have to ask him what was upsetting him. I can feel the guilt radiating off of him.

"Peter! Let us in!" Isaac yelled from outside the loft. We all turned towards the door to see Peter unlock and open the door. Isaac and Boyd carried a beat up Erica inside. I didn't even realize Peter locked the door… Where did he even come from?

"What happened?" Derek asked, rushing over to them.

"We were ambushed coming home. It was an omega wolf that wasn't from around here. I've never seen a werewolf so feral, Derek. Boyd and I managed to pull him off and Boyd put him down. She's bleeding a lot." Isaac explained. I dropped Stiles' hand and bounded over to them.

"Deaton, call Deaton." I said as looked at her wounds. She's bleeding pretty badly from her stomach. "She was attacked by another wolf? That doesn't even make any sense."

"Doesn't Bonnie? The list isn't exclusive to hunters. There's a bounty on our heads. Unless they're our allies, anyone who holds a grudge or is looking to get rich sees us as fair game. This is only the beginning… It was only a matter of time before someone attacked us." Peter reminded me. I shook my head. There's just so much blood.

"The protection spells… Deaton said that Klaus had protection spells put on us. How is this happening?" I asked him, trying not to dwell on all of the blood.

"There are different types of protection spells." Lydia spoke up. I nodded.

"You said she was attacked by another wolf, right? She should heal." Isaac asked.

"Unless it was an alpha," Derek answered.

"Where's Scott?" Isaac asked him. Stiles ran his hand over his face with his phone out.

"He's on his way." Stiles answered.

"Tell him to be careful." I breathed. I leaned down and put my ear over Erica's chest. Her heart sounds steady, despite all of the blood. The door rattled and we could hear voices outside.

"Hey, let us in!" Dean's voice sounded from outside. Everyone heard them, but no one moved to open the door. "Seriously, we've already taken down a vampire and killed a hunter!" He added. Still, no one moved. The door kept shaking, but everyone's attention was on Erica.

"Seriously, someone just answer the freaking door!" Stiles exclaimed. As soon as the words left his mouth, the door flew open. I jumped in surprise and looked from Stiles to the door.

"What was that?" Derek asked. Stiles shrugged, but looked just as stunned as the rest of us felt. I stared at Stiles, because I already knew the answer.

"You did that." I breathed. "Stiles, you opened the door."

"But… I'm over here. That's not even possible. I'm not the magical one. That's all you. I mean, sure, I have spark, but I can't… I didn't… Did I really do that?" He rambled. I nodded. He looked down at his hands. "This means that it's affecting me, too… Doesn't it?" He asked me. I nodded, again. "Wow… that's just wow…"

"Someone wanna clue us in here?" Dean asked. I didn't say anything.

"That's what Bobby was telling us about, Dean." Sam told him. I looked over at them and saw what Sam say register.

"Ohh, the spark thing… Right." Dean nodded, like he was trying to understand it, but he didn't really. "Weird. I'll never get witches."

"Do you have something against them?" I quipped. Dean gave a half-hearted shrug and Sam just looked amused.

"I don't have good experiences with them. They normally try and kill us." He admitted.

"Have we?" I asked him.

"Not yet," he retorted.

"Then don't provoke us and we won't." I told him, curtly. He just smirked.

"I think I like you, Bonnie Bennett." He mused. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm thrilled." I sighed, sarcastically. "Stiles come help me with her." I requested. He was at my side in moments. I placed my hands on Erica's torso and Stiles put a hand on top of mine. "Do you mind?" I asked him. "I want to try and slow the bleeding. She should be healing already. I just want to jump-start it. It shouldn't take much of your energy." I told him. He nodded, nervously.

"Yeah, sure, I trust you." He gave his consent. I started chanting under my breath. I felt a warm fill up my body. I channeled our spark and nature around, so it wouldn't drain me. Channeling the essence from around me was something that Grams helped me with. She started coming to me in my dreams, after Jeremy passed away.

"How're you doing that?!" Isaac exclaimed. I opened my eyes and saw that Erica's wound was completely healed. We got lucky. I noticed black sludge all over her clothes, where her injuries were.

"What is this Derek?" I asked him. Peter beat him to us.

"It smells toxic." Peter told us. I frowned.

"Why would an omega chance an attack on betas in a pack? That doesn't make sense. He couldn't have been working alone." I voiced.

"You think there are more wolves in town?" Boyd asked me. I nodded. Scott and Kira walked into the loft.

"It makes sense." I said.

"Have you put anymore thought into the demon possibility?" Sam asked us. I stood up and walked over to him. I was careful not to touch anything with my now poison covered hands.

"You think that demons could be behind this?" Dean asked. Sam nodded and shrugged.

"We both know at least one demon who wouldn't be afraid to do it." He answered.

"Crowley," Dean agreed.

"Who's Crowley?" I asked them.

"We need Bobby. He shouldn't be staying alone." Sam said.

"Who's Crowley?" Scott repeated my question.

"I was afraid of this." Deaton said, as he walked into the loft. I looked over at him. Something about what he said made it click. I've heard Crowley's name before, I'm just not sure where. What would Crowley have against everyone on that list, though? It doesn't make sense. He couldn't be working alone. There's no way. "We need everyone here and then we'll talk. I have a theory and I hope I'm wrong."