In Loving Memory

Peter

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.