Haven walked out of the gas station convenience store with a bag of drinks and chips in her hand. Stiles was going to make her watch Star Wars with him that night as payment for crashing on his couch. How the Sheriff still didn't notice she'd been crashing there she didn't know but figured it was only a matter of time before he did.

As Haven walked across the parking lot, a young man on a motorcycle smiled at her then rode off. She raised her brow a bit at this then rolled her eyes. "Must be blind," she said to herself with a laugh and kept on walking as she pulled a soda from her bag. Haven was just about to open it up when she caught a scent that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. It didn't help matters when the lights at the place went out. It didn't bother her vision but it made her worry a little.

Haven wasn't about to stick around and was about to high tail it the hell out of there when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her leg. She gasped and pulled the dart from her thigh but before she could make any sense of what had just happened, her eyes rolled back and she fell to the ground unconscious.

When Haven awoke she was groggy and it took a minute for her to realize where she was – the Hale House. She also found that she was bound to a chair but was still feeling the effects of whatever sedative that was given to her. "Why do I always end up getting sedated?" Haven muttered to herself then started to focus more when she saw her father walk in.

"Is this where you kill me?" Haven practically spat at him, but she wasn't as intimidating as she wanted to be.

Chris crouched down in front of Haven and moved some of her golden hair from her face. "If I was going to kill you, I would have already done it." He rose to his feet saying, "This is where you learn."

"Excuse me?" Haven laughed. "Have you forgotten that I'm a Werewolf now? We're not exactly on the same side."

"You're still my little girl and I will do whatever I have to to keep you safe. I failed you once, Haven, and I will not do that again." Chris opened up a nearby box and pulled out a vial of the same sedative that he had used on Haven before to knock her out. "You need to learn to defend yourself against a Hunter's attack and build up a tolerance against the weapons they'd use."

"Wolfsbane?" Haven laughed almost hysterically because she thought he had to be joking. "Are you trying to kill me? I mean, seriously?"

"If you build up an immunity to one you will develop a tolerance for the others," Chris explained. "This form only sedates you, it's not lethal. If you become immune to this, your body will tolerate the others without killing you. You will be able to heal." He was completely serious with his words as he went over to Haven. Instead of injecting her, he cut her binds. "But the choice is yours."

Haven pulled her hands from the back of the chair and rubbed her wrists. "Why are you doing this when you won't even let me see Allison?"

"Gerard has no doubt that Allison will make an attempt to help you and use that to his advantage." Chris took a deep breath. "You have to stay apart so you do not end up in his cross-hairs. He wouldn't expect me to help you."

Chris showed her the vial dart in his hand and said, "I won't make you do anything you don't wish to do. But if you trust me...let me help you."

Haven didn't sense anything coming from her father that gave off the intent of harming her so she thought about it for a moment. Finally, she said, "Let's do this."

Chris smiled at her proudly before injecting her with the dart.

This went on for hours until Haven finally woke up from the latest dose and found her father wasn't there. "Thanks a lot, Dad," she muttered to herself and slowly went on her way. She didn't feel as out of it as the first time but damn, she was sluggish.

The next day at school before Gym class, Stiles caught up with her. "Hey, what happened to you last night? You didn't show up for Star Wars."

"Something came up," Haven replied and to keep herself from having to explain, she asked, "Has Duke talked to you, yet?"

"You mean about Derek biting him!" Stiles exclaimed in a hushed tone. "Yeah, and I could kill him."

"Duke or Derek?" Haven asked as they filed into the Gym with the rest of the class.

Stiles answered without missing a beat, "Both."

Haven laughed, "Good luck with that." Her attention was pulled away from their conversation when Coach called over to her saying that she and Scott were first up on the rock climbing wall.

After getting hitched up to the climbing apparatus, they started going up – albeit slowly so they could talk. "Allison get a lead on the lizard thing?" Scott asked as they climbed.

"If she has, she hasn't told me," Haven answered. "Last I knew she was being locked out of everything hunting related now." She climbed up a bit more as she said, "I feel like I've seen that thing before but I can't for the life of me remember where."

"I'm sure it'll come to you," Scott replied, giving her a reassuring smile. Haven didn't say anything in response to that and it made him worry a little bit. "Are you doing alright?"

"Feeling a little sluggish today." With a sigh she added in, "I'll explain later." Wanting to get things more lighthearted she smiled and challenged, "Race you to the top."

Scott chuckled, "You're on."

They both wanted to outdo the other but each of them ended up losing their footing because of it. Haven and Scott fell off the wall and both landed on the mat below with a hard thump. After getting their breath back they laughed and groaned as Coach came over to them saying, "I – forget it, I have no idea what to say to the two of you."

Coach addressed the group saying, "Stilinski, Erica, you're up!" When Duke started walking forward, he added in, "Not New Stilinski, the other one!"

Stiles laughed at his cousin and got hooked up for the rock wall, knowing he would be able to do it with ease since he was going up against Erica.

Erica didn't make it up very far before she started having a panic attack. It took some time before she was able to get down and when she finally did, pretty much the entire class was laughing and talking about 'the epileptic'.

Erica wanted to get out of there as fast as possible but stopped for a moment when she heard Duke shout, "Shut up!" to one of the other students before shoving him. No one had defended her like that before but she didn't stick around to thank them. In fact, she left during the commotion of Coach and other students trying to break up the fight.

Haven waited for Duke outside of the principal's office to give her a piece of her mind about what happen in gym class. When he finally came out she grabbed hold of his arm and practically dragged him down the hall as she quietly seethed, "What the hell is wrong with you?! Not only could you have wolfed out in front of everyone, you really don't want to get sent to the principal's office with Gerard being here."

Duke pulled his arm from her grasp and explained himself. "You heard what they were saying about her, it wasn't right!"

"Hey, I defended her too, Duke. But you're the one that made it physical so don't try and justify it!" Haven pressed her hands together and took a deep breath. "Look, I don't know you but we're both a part of this werewolf club now so we should at least try to look out for each other. So that means you better freaking behave!"

"Never been known to play by the rules," Duke smirked, leaning against the locker.

"You better start before you get me and everyone else who's like us killed," Haven shot back then froze for a moment because her hand started to shake. She didn't know how she knew what that meant but she took off running down the hall back towards the gymnasium.

Duke, wanting to know what the hell just happened, ran after her. By the time he caught up with her, she and Scott were holding a seizing Erica on her side on the floor in front of the rock climbing wall. "How did you guys know this was happening?"

"We felt it," Scott answered and turned back to find Duke running off to likely get help. "Why didn't he feel it too?"

"Could be too new?" Honestly, Haven had no idea but it wasn't important right now. Making sure that Erica made it through this was.

Duke returned shortly with some help and soon after that, Erica was brought to the hospital.

The next day at school, Haven was walking to class when she heard Jackson yelling at Lydia about being immune and ruining everything for him. She was damn well determined to find out what the hell that was for and caught up with Jackson. "Dude! What was that?!"

"I'm supposed to be like you!" Jackson shot back.

Haven had a feeling this conversation wasn't something they should have in public so she pulled him into an empty classroom and closed the door. "What are you talking about, Jackson?"

"The Full Moon came and nothing happened!" Jackson was fuming to no end because of it. "Nothing happened to Lydia either, she didn't turn it's like she's immune and she did this to me!"

Haven held her hands out in Jackson's direction in a 'calm down' manner. "Jackson, your body rejected the Bite. That has nothing to do with Lydia, it's your own genetics, okay? Same things goes for Lydia, I guess. But I highly doubt some STD or whatever you guys share is the cause behind it."

Jackson gripped the edge of a desk so tightly Haven thought he was going to snap the desk in two. "I wanted this, Haven. I needed it. I need to be the best."

"Being the best is overrated, Jackson." Haven sighed a little before taking her leave. "The sooner you realize that, the better off you'll be."

Haven doubted she got through to Jackson but it was worth a try. She didn't have much time to think about it before she turned the corner to head to the cafeteria for lunch when Duke ran over to her.

"Have you seen her?" he asked almost breathlessly like he'd been running for a mile.

Haven had zero clue as to what he was talking about. "Who?" Her question was answered when he grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall. When the turned another corner, Erica was just walking out of the cafeteria and damn did she look hot. "Holy hell...how did that happen?"

"Derek happened," Duke answered, thinking Erica looked amazing.

Erica walked over to them with a smirk. "Coming, Duke?" she asked and Duke was quick to follow. After all, they were part of the same pack. "What about you, Haven?" Erica asked as she walked backwards. "You coming?"

"Derek isn't my Alpha," Haven answered firmly and yet she found a part of herself wanting to go with them.

Erica shrugged in a 'your loss' sort of way before she and Duke walked out of the school to a waiting Derek.

Scott and Stiles ran out of the cafeteria and saw Haven standing there. "Have you seen her?" Stiles asked and when Haven pointed down the hall, Scott and Stiles took off that way and went out the doors just in time to see Duke and Erica ride off in Derek's car.

Haven came out presently and crossed her arms, looking at Stiles. "You really need to talk some sense into your cousin."

Stiles scoffed. "Been there. Done that. Failed every time."

After school, Haven had another one of her 'training sessions' with her father in the woods. Since she went from waking up after hours from the sedative to minutes, they moved onto other things. While they were working on hand to hand combat, Chris instructed, "Never and I mean never answer the call of a wolf you don't recognize. Even if every fiber of your being is telling you to, don't."

"Why?" Haven asked before punching the mitts on her father's hands.

"Because Hunters use a recording to lure wolves out. Makes them easier prey." After answer her question, he tried taking a swing but she ducked and punched him in the stomach in retaliation. "Hey, I'm not the one with super healing here."

Haven realized that she did punch him a little too hard and winced. "Sorry."

"No, it's good. You're tuning into your instincts," Chris replied, taking off the mitts.

Haven grabbed her water bottle from the nearby tree stump and asked, "I get that you're a Hunter and know things about werewolves but how do you know things about them?"

Chris was expecting this question to be asked at some point and was prepared to answer her. "There was someone I cared about very much who happened to be a werewolf. She was born, not bitten, so she had more control over herself. Even though she knew what my family was, she told me. I kept her secret for a very long time because I loved her, but Gerard found out eventually."

Haven sat on the stump and asked, "What happened to her?"

"She died," he answered and cleared his throat. "That's enough for today. We'll work on building your immunity next time."

Before Chris could leave, Haven started to ask, "Dad..." but stopped herself. There was something deep inside telling her not to ask so she refrained from doing so and said, "Thanks for this," instead.

"What can I say?" Chris chuckled lightly, "I have a soft spot for my girls. Even if they happen to be werewolves." He was about to walk away but remembered something, "Do your friend Lydia a favor and keep an eye on her. She's still on our radar and the sooner she can be cleared, if she can be cleared, the better."

Haven nodded in understanding and after grabbing her things, went off in the opposite direction as he did.

That night, Stiles and Scott had the idea of sneaking into the skating rink. How Stiles managed to get the keys, Haven didn't know, but he did so they went there with Lydia. It still surprised Haven that Lydia agreed to go with them, but it didn't matter.

Once they got to the rink, Haven was starting to think this was a bad idea. "I'm not much of a skater," she admitted to Scott as they walked to the ice with their skates on.

"This may be news to you," Scott said teasingly, "but we are werewolves. You know with faster reflexes, super strength.."

Haven laughed and nudged him a little. "Shut up."

Scott laughed as well and as soon as he got on the ice he fell.

"Are you okay?" Haven laughed and tried to get to him but she fell instantly as well. "It's official!" she cried out, "We are the two biggest klutzes ever! And I used to be a gymnast!"

That just made them laugh all the more as they got to their feet and tried to keep balance with each other. Stiles and Lydia were having far more success with their skating endeavor. Upon seeing this, Haven said, "I thought Stiles had a thing for Allison?"

"He does," Scott answered, "But she called him up and asked him to keep an eye on her tonight. She didn't tell you that?"

Haven shook her head, "No." Not exactly anyway. "It's weird not having her around."

Scott took her hand in his with a soft smile and tried to keep on skating but they both constantly fell so eventually they gave up and went to the photobooth instead.

When their pictures were printed out, their eye glare was in every one of them except for the one where their eyes were both closed. "I think this is our best look yet." Haven smiled and split them in half, handing Scott his.

"I don't know," Scott grinned. "It's pretty hard to top how you always look."

"Wow, does that line ever work?" she teased.

Scott shrugged a little. "You tell me."

Just when their lips were about to meet, they heard loud screams coming from the rink. The pair of them darted out of the booth to see what was going on.

Lydia was in the middle of the rink screaming her lungs out while Stiles was trying to calm her down, all the while trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

When Lydia did calm down she didn't remember why she screamed and just wanted to go home. Nobody stopped her.

That night's events were running through Haven's mind as she went to school. She was pulled from them when Duke appeared next to her locker saying, "Scott is under the impression that Derek is going to turn someone else. But why would he need to when he has me, Erica, you."

"I'm not a part of his Pack," Haven stated firmly once again and closed her locker with more force than necessary.

"But you want to be," Duke countered. "Don't you?"

"You don't know me," she shot back, "So don't even try and tell me what I do and don't want."

"I'm starting to get the feeling that we know each other better than we think we do," he smirked. "Come on, Argent. You can't honestly tell me that the idea of being a part of a Pack doesn't pique your interest. If it doesn't, then tell me." He leaned closer and whispered, "I'll be able to tell if you're lying or not. Derek has already helped me control what I can do. Imagine what he can do for you."

Haven pushed him away from her. "I have enough help, thank you very much."

Duke smirked a bit, "But you didn't say it didn't pique your interest."

Haven looked at Duke like she wanted to punch him but she didn't. She didn't answer his question either. How could she when she wasn't even sure what the truth was.

Duke noticed this and moved away from the lockers saying, "Thought so."

Haven let out a deep breath and turned to face him. "Duke, wait." Even with saying that, she didn't move a muscle.

He stopped and turned around to look at her. "You coming?"

Haven had no idea what the hell she was doing, but she started walking with Duke without a word. One question did move through her mind though...how was she going to explain whatever this was to Scott?

"What are we doing here?" Haven asked as Duke led her into the skating rink.

"Pack meeting," Duke answered, opening the door for her. "And we're late."

Haven didn't like the sound of that and quickly went inside. By the time Duke and Haven got there, Scott had finished fighting Erica and Isaac with Derek and Boyd standing at the sidelines.

Scott had shouted, "Don't you get it?! This has nothing to do with you. It's about power, his power! He made you think he gave you some kind of gift when all he really did was turn you into a bunch of guard dogs!"

"You're right," Derek answered. "This is about power." He crossed the rink to Scott as he wolfed out and started slashing at him.

"No!" Haven screamed and tried to get to him but Duke was holding her back. She wasn't about to let Derek rip Scott apart so she cracked her head back against Duke's and grabbed his arm, flipping him to the ground.

With Duke out of the way, Haven wolfed out and growled as she charged at Derek who now had Scott pinned to the ice under his foot. Haven leaped at Derek and tackled him to the ice. He threw her off him easily enough but she caught her footing and growled at him again.

Scott coughed and groaned as he tried to get to his feet but he could barely move. All he could do was watch Haven and Derek fight with Derek having the upper hand.

Derek finally grabbed Haven by the throat and lifted her off the ice a bit. "I made it so you and your precious Scott could be together and this is how you repay me?" After saying those words, he threw Haven into the wall around the rink.

Haven hit the wall hard and with the other injuries she had endured, she couldn't get up. She could however, see Duke with his blue eyes charging at Derek now.

Derek roared at Duke to make him 'submit' but Duke had none of it and tried to take a swing but Derek instantly grabbed hold of him and smashed him down into the ice. "What is wrong with you!" Derek demanded to know.

Duke snarled as he tried to pull of Derek's hand from his throat. "You hurt her. You are not my Alpha anymore."

Derek didn't react to that well and threw Duke over to Scott and Haven. He still had three, he didn't need a fourth.

Scott tried to get Boyd to see reason about the Bite. "You don't want to be like them."

"You're right," he answered, pulling up his shirt to show he had already gotten the Bite. "I want to be like you." With that said, he walked off with Derek, Erica, and Isaac.

Haven, who managed to push herself into a sitting position asked Duke, "Why did you do that?"

Duke honestly had no idea. "I – I don't know." He couldn't explain it but some sort of instinct took over when he saw Derek attack Haven. It was like he had to protect her but had no idea why.

Scott brought Haven and Duke to the Animal Clinic because their claw wounds from Derek weren't healing. He thought going there would be a safe a place as any to try and figure it out. When they went inside, Scott looked at the wound on Haven's stomach as Duke asked aloud, "Why aren't we healing?"

"Because they're from an Alpha," Deaton answered as he turned on the light in the back room.

The three teens jumped a bit in surprise to see him there but also because of the clawed up body on the exam table.

Deaton looked them over then said to Scott, "I think it's time we had that talk now."

End Season 2 Episode 3