This chapter is based on the season finale of Teen Wolf. I'm playing around with the after math of Allison breaking up with Scott, and what she's going through. We got to see some of it last season, but mostly the focus was on Scott. I feel that Allison's character has grown since then, and she truly does love Scott, and we know from last season the break up is hard on her too, so I thought that I would show her emotion in this fanfic. Fair warning though, this fanfic is a little dark. I hope you all enjoy it.

Allison slid down onto her bed pulling her legs up, hugging her knees to her chest. It was 11:00pm and she knew that she need to go to sleep, her body was tiered, but she refused to give in. It had been a week since she told Scott that she was breaking up with him, and ever since then, every time she closed her eyes, he was there. Dreaming was the worst, she couldn't shake the thought out of her head, she was unconscious, and had no control over what happened in her dreams; which now frightened her. Finally, her tiered body gave in, and she laid down in her bed, unaware of what she was even doing, until her head was already on the pillow. Okay. I'll lay down. Just for a minute. She thought, but soon her eyes were closed as she fell into sleep. And as always, the dreams returned.

Allison was being held against her will, arms pulled behind her back, by who she couldn't see. But she saw Scott and Gerard; the Barrel of his gun aimed right at Scott. "No!" she screamed, or rather tried to scream, because no matter how hard she tried, no sound would escape her mouth. It was to late, she heard a shot, and the Scott fell to the ground. Her sight when blank, she saw only a dark blurry vail, and the next thing she knew, she was in the locker room with Scott. It was after the first lacrosse game. The night of there first kiss. "Maybe you need to learn to take more chances." she told him. "Maybe I do." he said mumbling as he kissed her. Soft, long, and slow. After a minute she pulled back, "I should go find my dad." kissing his cheek one more time, she walked out, then the scene changed again.

Suddenly, she was outside of the school, "Please, please don't call me." she said walking away, tears in her eyes. She saw his face when she said that, the hurt in his eyes. It hurt her to know that she was hurting him, and in that moment as she walked away, she knew both of their hearts were breaking, but she didn't turn around or change her mind. She kept walking. Then, the scene changed, again. Now she was in front of Derek's house, on the ground, where her aunt has pushed her. Kate was pointing a gun at Scott, but then Kate had disappeared, and now, Allison was the one holding the gun. It fired.

Allison sat strait up in bed screaming, "No!" She pulled her legs back up and began hugging her knees again, leaning her head on knee, sobbing. Her father came running into the room, sitting down on the bed next to her, he held her in his arms. "Shh, its okay baby girl." he spoke softly, trying to comfort her, but still she kept sobbing and mumbling "no" over and over again. After several more minutes of him rubbing her back while she cried, he felt she was calm enough to talk about what he knew was really bothering her. Scott.

"Call him." Allison looked up at him, confused. "What? Call who?"

"Call Scott."

"What!? No. why would I do that?" She was shocked that her dad was telling her to call Scott. And scared of what would happen if she did, she wanted to call him, but... she just couldn't. The thought of what might happened scared her to much.

"Allison, you've been doing this all week, ever since you broke up with him. 3 or 4 times a night, and your clearly exhausted. You need rest. And sometimes, when I've come in here to check on you, I've caught you mumbling his name in your sleep. I don't know why you broke up with him, but its clearly hurting you. Call him."

"No." She said firmly. Tears still running down her face as she shook her head. "No." Finally, after several more minutes of crying in her fathers arms, she fell asleep. Gently, her father laid her back down in bed and covered her up. An hour later, the screaming began again.