AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a companion piece, not a sequel to "We Might Fall", though this is all post 3A. If you have not read my fic "We Might Fall" (which takes place during 3A), I suggest you do that now so you'll know everything you need to about Avery, Nik, and Elijah ;)

If you have read "We Might Fall", let me take a moment to tell you what this will entail. While I was posting WMF, a few people thought that Avery was going to end up with Scott or even Derek. Some even thought that I'd turn Avery into a vampire. None of that happened in WMF so I'm going to go ahead and write those 'what if' moments in here. Some chapters might be related to a previous chapter but most will not- they'll be all on their own. I hope that's not too confusing.

For 98% of this fic, I'm going to go ahead and say that the nemeton DIDN'T release Oni or the Nogitsune- it only caused the three sacrifices to have really terrible nightmares. Also, for this particular chapter, Derek didn't take the home that was given to him and Cora in "We Might Fall" ;)

Without further ado, please enjoy!

Break Your Little Heart
In which Isaac has feelings for Allison and Avery catches them red handed.

"Wide awake, my mistake, so predictable.
You were fake, I was great, nothing personal.
I'm walking, who's laughing now?
(Who's laughing – who's laughing now?)
I'm wasted, wasting time.
You talk for hours but you're wasting lines.
A pretty face but the chase ain't worth the prize.
-All Time Low

Freedom.

Well, not exactly but it is the last day of Avery's junior year of high school so yes.. FREEDOM!

The Pack had scattered about the school in their excitement of officially being Seniors so Avery is the first outside to watch the chaos of students hurrying to their cars and/or celebrating in the student parking lot. The school buses are loading up on the last of the students and are soon departing for the last day for at least a couple of months.

With her brother's jeep now in view, Avery practically skips to it and decides to wait sitting atop it's hood for everyone else. Five minutes into her wait and playing with her phone, two sets of boot-clad feet stop just inside her vision.

"Tweedledee and Tweedledum," she grins without having to look up. "What can I do for ya?"

"Heya, Avery."

"How does it go, friend of ours."

Avery is immediately suspicious, glancing up and narrowing her eyes at the twins as she easily picks apart who is who.

"Princess of Beacon High."

"Queen of our hearts."

"Don't let Lydia hear you say that, Aiden.," Avery snorts. In reply, the twins grin a little too innocently at her.

"Sister from another Mister?"

"You're pushing it," she deadpans. "What's up?"

"Straight to the point then. Okay." Aiden smirks at his brother as he fidgets in place and tries to find a way to ask Avery his favor. After a few moments of amused silence, he figures it out. "Right, so, Danny was supposed to host an end of the school year black light party-"

"A black light party when the entire town is out of power?" she cuts him off, quirking her eyebrow.

"Hence the was," Aiden shrugs. "And was it just me or did you notice that every time someone mentioned the black out-"

"My brother giggled? Yeah, I noticed that, too," Avery laughs. "Best not to ask, though. I'm pretty sure it was something illegal."

"Right," he drawls.

"Guys!" Ethan snaps at them. "Can you not? I'm in the middle of asking something."

"Right, go on," Avery bites back a laugh as she gestures for him to continue.

"As I was saying, there was supposed to be a black light party but since the power is out for the foreseeable future, the venue called Danny to let him know that it couldn't be done. I wanted to help him but Aiden thought it was a stupid idea, and then Lydia basically told Aiden off about being a bad guy so now he wants to help to prove he's not all that bad."

Aiden is glowering at his twin for admitting that detail about himself and Avery is grinning rather ecstatically. "So the both of you want to throw this party for your lovers, am I correct?" At both their nods, Avery claps excitedly. "Count me in! What do you need from me?"

"The venue," Aiden now grins mischievously. "We were thinking Derek's loft. He never locks the place and we'd really rather have someone with us who he doesn't hate to break in." At this, Avery's grin immediately falls. "We can clear out the furniture and rig up the black lights in the appropriate places, and we can get our hands on power generators to power the entire thing. Danny has a DJ on speed dial and we know of a painter who can come in to paint bodies."

"No. No way, guys," Avery frowns. "Derek will kill us if he finds out!"

"Derek's not even around," Ethan groans. "You told the Pack he'd gone to make sure his sister settled in with that Pack she had before returning to Beacon Hills."

"That was like a week ago. There's no telling when he'll be back!"

"It's just one night," Aiden sighs. "We'll even clean up so Derek doesn't smell a thing."

"Yeah, come on. Please?"

Avery's gaze darts between each brother, Aiden staring at her like he already knows what her answer will be and Ethan throwing in a bit of a pout to help her make the right decision. She groans in aggravation, shoulders slumping in defeat, and the twins perk up in victory.

"Fine. Fine!" She glares at them. "But you're giving me a ride home so I can pick up an outfit and supplies." The twins high-five each other in triumph. "And if Derek ever finds out I will throw the two of you under the bus before you can even say Captain America."

Ethan eagerly agrees and as Avery hops down from Stiles' jeep, Aiden frowns in confusion. "Why Captain America?"

"Why not Captain America?" She shrugs as Ethan leads the way to their motorcycles. "Have you seen him in his spangly outfit? He has a perky ass." Ethan guffaws as Avery smugly grins at Aiden's sudden bitch face. "Aw, cheer up, pup. If you're nice, I'll invite you two up to my room but if you touch anything I won't be afraid to pop you on the nose with rolled up newspaper."

Avery chooses to ride with Ethan but before the three of them take off, she manages to shoot off a quick text her brother.

~Found a ride home so don't wait up for me. Planning a party at a secret location for tonight so don't make any plans. I'll text you details later.~

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Up in Avery's room, she tosses her backpack on her bed as Ethan makes a beeline to sit on the edge of said bed and Aiden parks himself on the desk chair. Avery is a bit of a confused mess as she circles in spot- her eyes darting from her dresser and closet and to beneath her bed. After turning in spot completing two circles, Avery sighs and pulls open her closet doors.

From inside her closet, she pulls out a dark green messenger bag and a pair of mid-calf black converse that have numerous multi-colored triangles. Quickly shoving the shoes into her bag, Avery drops to her knees in front of her dresser and pulls open the bottom drawer. From inside, she pulls out a white tube top and a pair of turquoise go-go shorts. From another drawer, she finds the smallest pair of underwear she has and quickly shoves them into her bag before Aiden can comment on them.

When she turns around, though, Aiden is already grinning rather smugly. "Does your Dad know about the skimpy clothing you own?"

"Nope. And it's going to stay that way unless you want me to say nothing but bad things to Lydia about you." Immediately, Aiden's grin falls. "Yeah. Now do what good boys do and contact Danny. Tell him we have a venue for his party and a place to meet you so you can pick up generators. Ethan and I will head over to the loft and start rearranging furniture for when you arrive."

"Whatever you say, Princess," he grumbles but does as he's told.

As Aiden busies himself texting his brother's love interest, Avery crawls over to the side of her bed and pulls out a box from underneath it. The lid comes off the rather large yet somewhat slim box, and Ethan's left peering into a box that has a variety of paint, paint brushes, packages of fishnet stockings and gloves, glowsticks, glow bracelets, glow necklaces, glow gloves, and a blue wig in a plastic package as well.

"Do I even want to know why you have all this stuff tucked beneath your bed," Ethan questions as he picks up a pack of fishnet stockings.

"It was just easier to push underneath then unpack it all to find their own little space."

"Uh-huh," Ethan grins. "So I take it this isn't your first black light party?"

Avery huffs, grinning as she looks up at Ethan. "What do you know about my time before Beacon Hills?"

"Not much. Just that the two oldest and strongest beings of the supernatural realm took you under their wing."

"Mhm," she laughs. "I was basically their human little sister. A Princess, if you will, within the vampire community. Parties, especially during Mardi Gras, were a big thing down in the French Quarter. This is less than a quarter of what I had left over there but I guess most of the paint went bad if they only sent me this."

Aiden's phone chimes, breaking off the conversation between Ethan and Avery. "Danny said to meet him at his Uncle's house. He's lending him a truck so we can carry the generators over to the loft."

"Excellent." Avery packs away everything she's taking with her and secures the bag closed. Once she's standing, she drapes the strap over her head and across her torso. "You do that and then meet us at the loft. We'll move out any furniture and tell Danny to call his DJ while you get ahold of your painter. Give them directions to the loft and we'll let them in."

When Avery makes it clear she has everything she needs, Aiden and Ethan follow Avery outside where they part directions and set their party plan in motion.

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A couple hours later, Avery and Ethan have managed to move a good portion of Derek's furniture to the back room of the loft and closed it off so no-one wandered in there. When Aiden and Danny showed up, Danny was surprised to find Avery helping out but welcomed the familiar face nonetheless.

Long tube-like black lights are attached to the pillars while others are hanging from fishing line to float lower than the high ceiling. On the ceiling, however, UV cannon black lights are stationed over the DJ's stage and pointed out towards where the crowd is to gather. Everything is connected by extension cords that Avery and Danny are surprised to find are hidden very well, and then led out to the balcony where the power generators are being tested by Ethan.

Once sure that the black lights work, they all high five in victory and finish decorating.

Ethan is the one to leave with Danny when he needs to make a trip to pick up ice and drinks. While they're gone, Avery and Aiden tape strips of pink and green paper to walls, pillars, and the spiral stair case so they'll glow in the light.

When Ethan and Danny show up, they're in possession of a large metal tub that they may or may not have liberated from Deaton's office- they'll never tell- water, beer, and ice. A few calls are made and the DJ and body painter are on their way.

"Since everything looks good down here, I'm going to go get ready."

"Hey, mind if I come up with you?" Danny asks as he starts making his way towards her. "Ethan told me you had some body paint. I can take a few pics of you painting yourself and send out invites to let people know to either come prepared or be painted here."

"Yeah, of course," Avery agrees. "Come on."

Danny follows Avery upstairs- she having been up here before so she knows there's nothing up here that would make Danny suspicious about the loft's owner since Aiden only told him it was a friend they all had in common. There is, however, a rather large bed with a very welcoming comforter on it that no-one knew was up here except for a few people, a dresser, and a body length mirror.

Since the stairs lead to only the one room- the bathroom having been downstairs- Avery strips in the room without a second thought. She has no worries about Danny trying to sneak a peek and smirks to herself when she peers over her shoulder at Danny to find him facing the other way giving her her privacy.

Once the tube top is in place and Avery has shimmied into her teeny shorts, she gives Danny the okay to turn around. She dumps her paints and brushes out on the floor in front of the body mirror along with her shoes, and takes out her wig and several bobby pins to gently lay on the bed.

Danny is quick to pick up the blue wig, taking it out of it's packaging and running his fingers through the hair to untangle the bits he's found. "We definitely need to plan more parties together," he grins. "You go all out."

Avery is busy pinning her hair closely to her head and making sure it stays secured off the back of her neck that she meets Danny's gaze through the mirror. "Definitely. I need to take you to New Orleans one of these days. You'd love Mardi Gras."

"Oh, I'm sure," he chuckles. Once the wig seems to be in order, Danny stands and walks it over to Avery to settle it on her head properly. Avery then takes a moment to pin her wig and grins in triumph when she's done. "Perfect," Danny beams at her. "Now what are you painting on yourself?"

"Hmm, I'm thinking cheetah print." Avery sits cross-legged in front of the mirror now, getting comfortable before tilting the mirror so she can see herself better in it from her new position. The bottles of neon paint surround her and Avery makes quick work of twisting off each of their lids so she can dip her paint brushes in. "Yeah, definitely cheetah print," she then nods. "Only one arm though. My left arm and shoulder. The wig, tube top, shorts, and shoes will glow as well."

Danny settles down on the floor next to her, careful not to tip anything over and pulls out his phone. "Go ahead. I'll snap a pic when you're halfway done and start sending out invites."

Waggling her eyebrows at Danny, Avery sighs before getting to work. She takes the biggest paintbrush she has, dips it in the vibrant blue, and gripping it tightly close to the bristles she sets to work. Danny is in complete awe at how Avery prints the cheetah markings up and down her arm- somewhat jealous because he's tried it before and it didn't come out as flawless as Avery's are. Avery manages to paint on more cheetah print in pink, green, and orange, and it's nearly when she's done that Danny remembers to snap a pic.

He quickly snaps a pic of Avery as she's working on her shoulder, head turned and chin tilted downward with the cheetah print visible. He sends the pic with the declaration of End of the School Year Black Light Party and to either come prepared or be painted there before sending it to everyone in his contact list.

Being the gentleman that he is, Danny picks up the brushes and recaps the paint bottles as Avery moves to start pulling on her shoes. It's when they're getting ready to head downstairs that they hear Aiden and Ethan's phone going off, both twins wolf-whistling when they catch sight of her.

"Look at you, Stilinski. You clean up good."

Avery rolls her eyes at Ethan- Ethan who was the one who spoke and when she spots Aiden, she realizes they're not alone anymore. There's a female with them- a female whose hair is nearly buzzed with a poof of hair in the middle that is fluffed up in a feminine mohawk- and is painting a shirtless Aiden. Her hair has streaks of pink, a bit of blue, and a bit of green- her shirt sparkly and tattered and something that's going to glow phenomenally when the lights are turned on.

"Hey! Great work," the female says when she gets distracted from painting the green tribal work on Aiden's body. "You do that yourself?"

"Uh, yeah," Avery admits as she comes to a stop next to them. "Taught myself when I was younger."

"Well, it's look awesome," she grins and continues her own work.

"Thanks."

"And since you're not busy," Ethan sidles up next to them. "You want to paint me?"

Avery shrugs, the female- who finally introduced herself as Trish- then points to a small table that's been set up behind her with extra brushes and paint for her to use. The moment Ethan strips out of his shirt and smugly grins at Danny's obvious ogling, Danny clears his throat before busying himself with his phone and making an excuse about meeting the DJ outside.

As soon as Danny is out of ear shot, all four occupants of the loft chuckle at his expense.

Ethan gets three claws marks on the front of his bare torso in red and then Avery lines the claw marks in white. Once the twins are done painted up, they help Danny who's just reappeared with the DJ in tow and help the DJ with his setup. When Trish starts complimenting Avery once more about her cheetah print, Avery confesses she wanted more done on her back but couldn't reach. Trish eagerly jumps at the chance to paint her, Avery agreeing and telling her just to continue the cheetah print on the back of her shoulder and then down her spine.

Trish agrees but by the time the sun has set and the lights have been turned on, Avery finds herself with orange lips and orange eyelashes. Trish even added on rather professionally splattered green paint around her eyes.

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The party is a hit- Derek's loft floor littered with painted bodies and grinding teenagers. Stiles had showed up with Scott and Scott's date- some new girl that Avery hadn't been paying much attention to- scolding his sister for conspiring with the twins to throw a party in Derek's loft, but all that's forgotten when a girl in a pink bob wig drunkenly kisses him on the cheek.

Scott scampers off with his date and Avery goes to pick out her second beer. The DJ had been a great choice- his choice of music ranging from electronica to dubstep to clubhouse remixes of the most popular songs on the radio. At one point during the night, Avery found a cage-like room and used that as her dancing platform. She let the beat of the music sweep through her and got carried away in the rhythm. Lydia eventually found her, her strawberry blonde haired friend snapping pictures of the night's activities with promises to make doubles for her.

As Avery sips her second beer, she watches everyone dance. There are numerous glowing wigs, scantily clad people, people painted as skeletons, some people just splattered in paint, and her favorite of the night being the guy with the tall multicolored mohawk.

She's leaning against one of the pillars, swaying to the beat when Aiden comes up to her, his scowl falling when he makes eye contact with her. "Dance with me?"

Avery quirks an eyebrow at her him, her lips twitching in amusement. "Lydia not feeling it tonight?"

"No," he grumbles by her ear. "So come on. Dance with me so I look less of a fool."

Avery's not particularly close with Aiden but she can support young love. Even if the others didn't see it, Avery did. Given his past mistakes, Aiden did truly care for her friend so with a slow grin, Avery shrugs and accepts. "Fine." She tosses her nearly empty beer bottle into a trashcan that's conveniently hidden in the shadows but not so much that no-one misses it.

Out on the dance floor and pressed between many dancing bodies, Avery laughs as Aiden twirls her away from him before bringing her back to him with her back to his chest. They keep a decent amount of space between their bodies as they get carried away with the current beat. There is some grinding done on both of their behalves- mainly air grinding to keep things appropriate between the two of them- and soon enough the song is changing to a new one.

Avery is breathless from dancing and laughing as she turns to face Aiden, her forearms resting on his shoulders as her hands clasp behind his head. "How come I haven't seen you dance with Isaac tonight? Isn't that what boyfriends and girlfriends usually do? Dance with each other."

Avery shrugs, her mind mostly paying attention to the beat of the music so she doesn't mess up her rhythm. "I haven't seen him tonight. I'm not even sure he's here."

"Oh, he's here, alright."

Avery's brow furrows in confusion, her eyes locked with Aiden's before his gaze darts over her shoulder. She immediately turns in spot, her gaze darting across the way as she continues to dance with Aiden, her gaze finding what Aiden pointed out.

Isaac is there- the left side of his face painted up and he's dancing with Allison who appears to be in a glowing pink bra with her own glowing art painted on one side of her face, her chest, and her back. Avery smiles at them- at the fact that the Pack can get along even after the breakup Allison and Scott endured- but said smile falters as she continues to watch.

The intimate stare and small smile that Isaac and Allison are sharing is enough to make Avery's heart skip a beat. Her rhythm falters now and Aiden is quick to pick up on Avery's distress, gently gripping her by the hips to steady her. When he pointed them out, he didn't actually think it'd create drama but with the way things seemed to be heading, the night was about to be ruined.

Both continue to watch as Isaac and Allison's fingers tangle together, Isaac grinning down at her as he twirls her slowly before bringing her to stop pressed up against him.

The music seems to fade out and it's like someone's hit the slow motion button on her world as Avery watches the scene unfold. Isaac and Allison hold each other's gaze as she slowly pushes up on her tiptoes and he leans down to meet her halfway. Their lips are less than an inch apart when an inhumane snarl rips from the throat behind Avery and she shivers as she feels Aiden's chest rumble at her back.

Isaac seems to freeze, his head immediately snapping in Avery's direction with yellow glowing eyes as if taking the challenge. When he sees his girlfriend's reaction, realization dawns on him and he takes a step away from Allison- who follows the line of his gaze- and everything seems to speed up once more.

Isaac takes a step towards their direction and Avery takes a step back only to press more in Aiden. As she peers over her shoulder to meet his gaze, she sees that his eyes are glowing blue and he has a mouth full of fangs.

"Don't," she tells him with a squeaky voice. "Just.. don't. It's not worth it."

As Isaac continues to struggle between the wriggling bodies to get to Avery, Avery avoids the hollering of her name and makes a beeline for the loft door.

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Derek is fuming by the time he steps off the elevator. He had heard the music when he was parking his car and figured some teenagers had gotten smart with power generators and were making the most of the town's blackout. But when he realized the music was coming from up above, he growled when he realized the strobe lights were blinking through his loft windows.

Some teenagers got smart in his home.

Instead of wasting his energy and running up the many levels of floors to get to his place, he takes the slow elevator and stews in his anger at the little miscreants that dared to break into his loft. The elevator soon arrives at the top and Derek wastes no time in stomping off the elevator and up to his door. The second he slides it open, though, a small feminine body crashes into him.

She stumbles back, Derek reacting on instinct to steady the girl in a blue wig who has her head ducked. He has her by her biceps, ready to let go and start yelling at everyone in his loft but when he catches the familiar scent under the alcohol, sweat, and paint- he steps back into the hallway with the girl in tow.

"Avery?"

Her head snaps up at the familiar voice, eyes wide in shock and he hears the faint sound of her heart thumping madly over the music. Her eyes are glassy, slightly red-rimmed and he can smell the faint saltiness of tears.

More worried about his distressed pack mate for the moment, he drags her further into the hall and away from the too loud music. "What's going on? What happened?"

"Can you take me home, please," she says instead of answering his question. Her bottom lip trembles, her voice cracking towards the end and she immediately avoids eye contact.

Derek simply nods even though she can't see, his head spinning with the roller coaster her emotions seem to be on. He can easily sense her emotions fluctuating between sadness and anger but there's a small bit of jealousy beneath all that. One hand falls away from her as the other falls to wrap around her wrist to lead her towards the elevator.

Halfway there, a voice stops them. "Avery! Avery, wait. It's not what it looked like." Avery stumbles and then tenses, Derek turning around to watch Isaac chase after them. He's the very definition of panicked and as he nears Avery, Derek wonders just what the hell happened between the two. As far as he knew, the both of them were headed for a happily ever after. "I can explain," Isaac says again as he closes the last few steps between himself and Avery, and reaches for one of her hands. "Please, let me-"

Avery whirls around, her small fist connection with Isaac's throat. Isaac coughs and splutters, falling to his knees as he stares up sadly at Avery whose eyes are practically dancing with fire. Her anger spikes some and in the next second, Derek is pulling her back so she doesn't injure the werewolf any further.

"Avery, what the hell?!"

Derek holds her back so she doesn't attack Isaac again but it's when Allison suddenly appears with the guiltiest expression he's ever seen and Avery's anger flares- he puts the pieces together. Allison is torn between helping Isaac stand and standing off to the side on her own as she holds her hands palm out as a sign of innocence. "I'm sorry. I didn't- we didn't-"

Derek huffs, cutting Allison off with a growl and faint blue glowing eyes as pulls Avery behind him. "I believe there's a party going on. You should go enjoy it," he deadpans. "I'm taking Avery home."

Allison and Isaac watch as Derek and Avery settle onto the elevator, Avery avoiding any and all eye contact with them as Derek glares at them. As soon as the elevator takes them down, Allison is quick to rush to Isaac's side.

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The car ride to Avery's home is deathly silent- Avery refusing to start bawling now that she's sure her relationship with Isaac is over. She was pretty sure she was in love with the werewolf and now- now she doesn't know what to feel. She wants to cry, to punch and claw at something, and to drown herself in a tub of ice cream. But for now, she has to put on her bravest face and not freak out the elder werewolf beside her with her girly emotions.

When they come up to the Stilinski home with all it's lights turned out except for the porch light and no vehicles in the drive-way, Derek parks by the curb and cuts the engine.

Avery sighs, fidgets in her seat, and taps her fingers along the door handle. "You going to be okay," Derek asks as he angles himself towards her.

She sighs, chewing on her bottom lip out of habit. "I'm pretty sure okay will only come after I've shredded every picture we took together as a couple and spiked his drink at least twice with wolfsbane."

Derek snorts in amusement, wondering how she can joke about the situation only to slowly realize that she's not joking the longer he stares at her. Clearing his throat, he tries to talk her down. "Wolfsbane a bit harsh, don't you think?"

"He humiliated me, D," Avery shakes her head sadly. "He humiliated me by being a second away from kissing our Alpha's ex-girlfriend and he would have kissed her if Aiden hadn't growled in warning at him." Derek's eyes widen a bit and when Avery finally catches his gaze, she smiles sadly. "And the sad part is, I knew he felt something for her," she admits. "I knew it right after the Darach and the Alpha Pack had been taken cared of but he swore that he didn't feel anything for her and that I was the one for him." Her voice wobbles at the end and the fresh scent of salt hits Derek once again. Sniffling, she wipes at her eyes and clears her throat. "I just want to sleep, D. I'll figure this out tomorrow.. or the next day. You have a party to break up and a pack of werewolves to tame. I'm pretty sure Aiden's going to rat them out to Stiles and Scott as soon as he can."

Derek solemnly nods and watches as Avery opens the passenger side door. Before she can step out though, he stops her. As she turns to look at him, she watches as he reaches into the back seat and brings forward his leather jacket. "So any nosy neighbors don't spot your very revealing outfit and tell the Sheriff whose car you stepped out of," he explains.

Avery takes the jacket with a watery chuckle and drowns her frame in the decently warm material. "Thanks," she flashes him a brief grin though he can still sense her warring emotions. "But it's not like any nosy neighbors will think we were up to much given the mom status of your vehicle."

Derek chokes on laughter, smile wide as he shakes his head at her. "Hurry up and get inside. I don't have all night to wait on you."

Her grin turns sad before she nods and steps out, closing the door behind her as the passenger window rolls down. She takes a few steps towards her house before remembering something important and whirls back around. "I left my bag upstairs in your second room," she tells him. "Please be gentle with it. There's paint inside and I left my phone in there too."

"Will do."

She sighs in relief and he smiles in response. Derek watches as Avery makes her way up to the door, pausing briefly by the front doorstep and picking up what appears to be a rock. Turning over said rock in her hands, he watches as she slides open a hidden compartment and with his excellent vision, he sees her pull out a key.

Once Avery is safe inside, Derek sighs and brings his car to life once more. He has a party to break up and a pack of werewolves, a hunter, and banshee to keep under control when they realize Avery's early departure and her reasoning.

So yay or nay? Did you check my polyvore for the chapter set to see the party, outfits, and banner? No? Check it out then! Link is on my profile :)

Not every chapter will paint Isaac and Allison as the bad guys. There will be a few, yes, but there will be some with Avery being okay with their relationship. There will also be one were relationships don't matter because they'll all be happily single.

I'm currently still writing out chapters for this fic so updates will be a bit slow but not too slow. If you have a 'what if' moment you want to see, don't be afraid to let me know :) I might write it ;)