"Standing at the scene of the crime, blinded by flashing lights
They hauled her body off in a bag, no witness of attack
They said, "Where were you last night?" I had no alibi
Promised I'm innocent, they said I did it, I swear I didn't
Handcuffed, ba...
It was a few days later when Allison got a call from Stiles about the Garage, and made her way to leave and see if he was okay. Only to run into Gerard.
"I didn't mean to scare you..." He told her and she put on a fake smile and shook her head.
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"It's okay, I was just--"
"Are you expecting someone else?"
"Yeah, I was about to go see my boyfriend, Stiles. But I have a few minutes if there was something you wanted to talk about?" She told him and he nodded.
"Good! Then we can talk for a minute." He told her and she noticed how he dropped his cook book and bent down to grab it. "Oh, thanks. Don't want to drop that. I'd be lost without it. When I was your age, I didn't even take vitamins. Now, I'm choking down a cocktail of pills three times a day. But, I do what my doctor tells me, because I trust him. Trust is a commodity our family holds very high, you know? And my daughter-- well, your aunt Kate-- died doing what she thought was right. Her intentions may have been a bit misguided--"
"A bit?" Allison asked, incredulously.
"I like that. Oh, you remind me of her. She challenged me, too." The old man chuckled.
"Is that what you want me to do? Challenge you?" She questioned.
"I want you to trust me. You're gonna find yourself put in the position where you question the trust of people close to you-- even your closest friends. And, when that happens, you have to know the trust you'd never question is family. Can I trust you, Allison?" He asked her.
"Yes, you can trust me." She lied smoothly. "But I only trust one person in this family to be honest. Because I know if it came down to it, they'd do the right thing, not just what they're told. They follow the right, not the smart." She told the old man before walking away. She mostly lied about that, she trusted more than one person in general but when it came to that family, the only person she trusted was her father, but he didn't need to know about that.
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When she got to the Stilinski house it was a while before Scott and Stiles pulled up, and then the girl went inside with Stiles, knowing he needed cheering up after what happened.
When they got into his room Allison closed and locked the door before turning to face Stiles, who was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at his hands. She sighed and walked over to him, pushing him so he was sitting up before she sat, straddling his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry about tonight." Allison told him and he sighed.
"Just another day in Beacon Hills." He told her and she frowned slightly, before leaning forward and kissing the boy, wanting him to smile. She always loved his smile, and it broke hear heart when he didn't have one on his face.
When she pulled away from him he looked up at her with a small smile.
"What was that for?" He asked her.
"I like it better when you're happy." She told him, giving him another kiss.
After a while of kissing the two started watching FRIENDS.
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The next day Allison was outside, sitting at one of the tables, reading, when Stiles ran up to her and filled her in on everything.
"Yeah, I know what we're looking for. But it's not a book, it's a flash drive." Allison told Stiles who nodded. "It's on his keys."
"Can you get his keys?" He asked her and she sighed with a shrug.
"Maybe." She told him with a sigh.
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That night they went to game, Allison playing against what looked to be a truck with legs. She did somehow manage to get the keys on the break and gave Stiles the keys. After that everything was a blur- but she was really happy when Boyd joined in the game.
