Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Teen Wolf they belong to their creator. I own Lana Greer and anything/anyone else you don't recognise.

A/N - this is also posted over on Ao3 - I had to change the summary to fit it on here.

Life After the Oni

Chapter 01: Calling Home

June 1, 2013

After the Oni, Allison spent the next eighteen months living with her older sister – her sister that the pack only found out about after the fact. Allison's sister was her half-sister, a sister that had been kept secret from Gerard and Kate. Her sister Lana Greer was twenty-five and lived in San Francisco, which was where Allison ended up in hospital. Lana or Lani as Allison liked to call her, wasn't just an Argent, she was a supernatural – a mage it was how Allison hadn't died.

"Ally, take your time," Lana said as she watched her little sister trying to do things quickly before she was faltering.

"Lani..." Allison mumbled trying to catch herself before Lana was at her side steadying her and holding her in her arms. "I can't do this,"

"Sweetheart it will take time, but you can do it," Lana smiled at her before kissing the side of her sisters head and helping her into her wheelchair. "Dad said that those two boys you like keep asking about you,"

"Really?" Allison questioned as she readjusted how she was sitting before carefully lifting each of her legs onto the footrests. Lana nodded, Chris had decided against telling Allison when Scott and Isaac asked about her but Lana had to, she couldn't keep secrets from her sister. "Can we go back to Beacon Hills?"

"We can go whenever you're ready," Lana told her before she was helping Allison into the bathroom. "Do you want to tell dad or just turn up?"

"Call him?" Allison answered before she was manoeuvring herself into the shower chair and undressing. "I'll be okay,"

"I'll call him, you call me if you need anything okay?" Lana smiled at her, Allison nodded before she was ushering her sister out of the bathroom.

One of the first things that Lana and Allison had worked on was Allison being able to shower herself again. Allison had insisted on learning to do things on her own, but wasn't against her sister helping her. As Allison and Lana lived in San Francisco, Chris found himself going back and forth between the two places. Lana walked over to Allison's bed and sat down, pulling out her phone in the process and dialling Chris' number.

"Hey dad," Lana said the second that Chris answered his phone, she wasn't sure where he was that she'd caught him.

'Hey sweetheart, how's your sister?' Chris questioned, sitting down in the McCall's lounge room as Melissa handed him a cup of coffee.

"She's fine. She actually wanted me to call you. She wants to go back to Beacon," Lana answered as she glanced into the bathroom to make sure that Allison was okay.

'It's not safe Lana, you know that,' Chris told her, Lana sighed it was Beacon Hills it was never going to be entirely safe.

"Dad, you can't keep trying to protect her. She'll be with me," Lana said before Allison was calling for her help. "Give me a minute, Ally needs my help," Lana didn't wait for Chris to answer her before she was putting her phone on Allison's bed and heading into the bathroom. "What happened kiddo?"

"I slipped...Forgot to put the strap on..." Allison mumbled from where she was on the floor of the shower. "I'm not hurt, I just can't get up,"

Lana nodded quickly switching off the shower and grabbing Allison's towel and wrapping it around her younger sister before helping her back on to the shower wheelchair. Allison dried herself off the best she could before she realised that her wrist was throbbing. Lana waited until Allison had dried herself off before pulling Allison to her feet and wrapping her dressing gown around her. Lana swapped the two wheelchairs around and helped Allison to sit down again.

"Dad still on the phone?" Allison asked as she rolled over to her dresser to find something to wear after the shower.

"Yeah," Lana said as she quickly picked up the phone and heard their father's voice on the other end.

'Sorry Melissa. Keeping Lana safe from Gerard was her mother's idea,' Chris was heard telling Melissa, which had Lana smile a little. She knew it had been her mother's idea that Gerard never find out about her. 'Lana sweetheart?'

"I'm here dad. Ally's okay," Lana said watching as Allison found her clothes and slowly started to get her top half dressed before struggling with her lower half slightly. "You can do it," Lana smiled at Allison encouragingly as the teenager leaned forward and carefully lifted up her left leg first before setting her foot against the footrest.

'Lana help your sister and then put her on,' Chris said, he knew that Lana was more than likely trying to get Allison to do things on her own.

"Dad, it's alright. Ally can do it," Lana said watching as Allison picked up the grabber from her bed and using it to hook her underwear over her foot before she was able to repeat the action on her other side.

'Lana, just help her,' Chris sighed before Lana was putting him on speaker so that both girls could talk to him while she helped.

"Dad, I can manage..." Allison said, before she mumbled under her breath that she did need a little bit of help from Lana. Lana quickly checked over Allison's wrist and determined that it was sprained but not broken and would be okay in a few days.

'I know you can sweetheart, but I'd still feel better if you'd let your sister help,' Chris said as before long the three of them plus Melissa were making plans for Allison and Lana to visit Beacon Hills.

Lana and Allison agreed that staying in the apartment was the better option as Allison wouldn't be able to do the stairs at the McCall's even if she wore her exoskeleton that she was still getting used to using. Allison wasn't sure if she was ready to see Scott again, she wasn't sure he'd accept what had happened to her wasn't his fault. She didn't blame any of them, nor did her sister. Chris agreed with both of his daughters, he wanted them all under the one roof while they were in Beacon Hills no matter how strong or brave they both were.