Bane

"Are you sure it wasn't a dream?" Stiles asked to his friend who looked really anxious.

"I hope it was. It felt so real Stiles, like I was really there. I think it actually happened" Scott said tiredly.

"We don't know that actually happened. Now tell exactly me what took place in this werewolf dream of yours." he asked.

"Allison and I were together in the school bus, you know kissing, and then I started to attack her, I killed her, and then I just woke up sweating and breathing hard" Scott answered with a bad feeling.

"Are you sure it wasn't a really weird wet dream, sometimes I have those you know, I wake up sweating, feeling li-" he was cut off by his friend.

"Stop, just stop, A) never give me so much details about your dreams and B) never said that out loud again, ever Stiles" Scott said disgusted. Both of them were walking trying to think what could have happened.

"It was just a dream Scott noth-" Stiles cut himself and gulped. "What?" his friend asked. "Turn around" he muttered. Scott turned around and his eyes were wide, he started to breathe faster. Outside of the window there was a bus covered with blood, and a lot of scratch marks.

"Oh god I killed her" he whispered panicking "I need to find her, call her, whatever" he took his phone out and started to call her "She's not answering, why isn't she answering?!" he snapped at his friend.

"Scott slow down, maybe her battery died or something, calm do-" Stiles tried to say.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" he screamed and started to run through the hallway trying to find Allison. Fortunately he suddenly slammed into someone, looking down he saw it was Allison.

"Oh thank God you're here, good, good" he said relieved.

"Yeah I'm here, are you ok? You look pale and you're sweating" she asked in a worried tone.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm perfect now that you are here" he smiled and kissed her.

"How sweet, but I have to go to my class, see you at lunch?"

"Yes of course, see ya" Scott answered immediately. Allison smiled to him and went to her class, on the other side Stiles had finally reached him.

"Look...I... told...you... she was... fine" he said trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah, she's fine, let's go to class" Stiles groaned and went with him. Both of them were now in Math class, talking about the accident.

"Maybe it was my blood" Scott told him.

"Or animal blood. You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something..." Stiles said.

"And did what?" Scott asked wondering what he would say.

"Ate it?" Stiles guessed.

"Raw??" Scott asked stupidly.

"No, you cooked it in a little werewolf oven, I don't know" Stiles said sarcastically.

"Mr Stilinski, if that's your idea of a quiet whisper, you might want to pull your earphones out. I think you and Mr McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?" The teacher, Mr. Harris asked.

"No... thank you" Stiles told him. But still the teacher made him move.

"Let me know if the separation is too difficult" Mr. Harris said with sarcasm. Suddenly, a girl who is sat next to the window got up and started shouting.

"Hey, I think they found something" she said to everyone. Everyone got up and went to the window. They saw the police with a man on a stretcher, he seemed unconscious.

"That's not a rabbit" Scott said quietly. The man suddenly got up, screaming. And everyone jolted.

"This is good, this is good... He got up, he's not dead, dead guys can't do that" Stiles whispered to him.

"Stiles... I did that" Scott replied to his friend scared. "We have to go see Miss Everly"

"Hot wolf it is" Stiles said.

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Elizabeth was sitting in her empty classroom marking papers when Stiles and Scott barged in. Again. Elizabeth couldn't help but frown.

"Didn't your parent teach any manners? It's polite to knock." She said.

"That doesn't matter. You heard about the bus driver right?" Stiles asked.

"Oh yeah, I'd already seen the bus, a lot of blood, may I say the one who did it made a masterpiece. Lovely." Elizabeth smirked at their discomfort.

"As disturbing as that is. I think I did it" Scott began to recount the events that had taken place in the dream.

"I can tell you for free that it wasn't you darling. It was most likely the alpha, but I can tell my word alone won't be enough to calm you down so here's what you should do. Go back to the bus. Go inside and see it. Feel it. Let your senses, sight, smell, touch. Let them remember for you."

"That's it, just... just go back?" he asked doubtfully. He thought there would be more.

"Do you want to know what happened?" Elizabeth asked.

"I just want to know if I hurt him" Scott said, but the older werewolf contradicted him.

"No you don't. You want to know if you'll hurt her. And that's ok, there's nothing wrong with it" Elizabeth told him.

"Wait" Before they left Elizabeth wanted ask them one more question. "Stiles I know you're not officially a part of the pack, but with how involved you are to might as well be."

"How can I join a werewolf pack if I'm not a werewolf. Isn't it literally like, the one requirement?" Asked a confused Stiles.

"That can be changed. It's clear that you're not gonna stop supporting Scott, but as you are now you won't be much help. I can turn you into one of us." Elizabeth knew that Stiles would be just as effective even if he wasn't a werewolf with how smart he was, but she also knew enough of the future. So brains weren't what she needed right now. That alpha pack would be here soon, she needed strong supporters.

"You don't have to make your decision now. Neither of us are in a rush." She reassured.

Stiles turned to Scott, who clearly didn't think this was a good idea. "Stiles being what I am makes me strong, yes, but it isn't easy living like this"

"That's because you're new Scott. I have been a werewolf for a long time, trust me when I say it gets better. I would never trade it in to become a human." Elizabeth said, trying to stop him from dissuading Stiles.

"I-I need to think about it, but thanks for offering. It means a lot." Stiles smiled

"Not a problem sweet heart. Now then, don't both of you have a double date with Allison Argent, Jackson Whittemore and Lydia Martin to get to? I'm sure that won't be awkward at all." Elizabeth said whilst smirking.

"Wha- how did you even know that?!" They shouted simultaneously.

"Oh I know everything darling. Tell me Scott do you even know how to bowl?" She asked mockingly.

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It was dark out and Elizabeth was following Kate Argents car from a distance whilst masking her scent. She was waiting for the alpha and Derek to show up.

She watched dispassionately as Peter Hale landed onto the arsonists car and tried to rip her out. Kate pulled out a shotgun and shot through the roof, hitting Peter.

Choosing to save her for last, Peter climbs a building trying to leave. It was then that Elizabeth saw Derek Hale scale the same building, chasing after the alpha.

*BANG*

Kate Argent had taken out a sniper rifle and shot Derek with a wolfsbane bullet. Elizabeth ran towards Dereks location and helped him up.

"What are you doing here?" He asked short breathed

"Why does it feel like every time we meet, you ask me that same question?" She laughed.

Elizabeth grabbed onto Dereks arm and started to take his pain away. Black lines spread through her skin, she groaned as she felt his suffering.

Derek let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks" he said.

"It's the least I could do. I may have overreacted the last time we met, so take this as my apology." Elizabeth smiled.

"Well apology accepted." He grinned. Derek looked at the gunshot wound and saw that it wasn't healing. "Crap I think the bullet was poisoned."

"Don't worry Derek, all we need is the bullet they used. She's Allison Argents aunt so Scott should be able to get into their house easily." Elizabeth reassured him. "Now come on big boy, my cars down the road. I'll take you to my place and we'll figure something out."

Elizabeth carried him to her car Princess style. 'Shouldn't it be the other way around?' She chuckled.