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Eliana's POV:

Stiles and I ran off in search of Derek and found him in the elevator.

He raised his fist to punch Derek and I frowned. "You remember what happened last time you punched him?"

Stiles glared and before he could say anything, his wrist was grabbed.

"Where is she?" Derek asked.

"Jennifer?" Stiles questioned. "Gone with Scott's mom."

"She took her?"

"Yeah, and if that's not enough of a kick to the balls, Scott left with Deucalion, okay? So we gotta get you out of here. The police are coming, and we gotta get you the hell out of here." The elevator doors closed. "Whoa."

"What about Cora?"

I glanced at him. "I think Isaac took her. You gotta go, Derek. Stiles and I'll take it from here."

He nodded. "Be careful, okay?"

"Always. You be careful, too."

Derek left and Stiles and I hung around the hospital.

A familiar man in a suit walked up.

Stiles and I sighed. "Oh, just perfect."

"A Stilinski at the center of this whole mess," Agent McCall said. "And Miss Hart. What a shocker. Think you two can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?"

I smirked. "Only if you ask nicely."

"If you ask the questions without the usual level of stupid," Stiles replied.

"Where are your dads and why's no one been able to contact them?" Agent McCall questioned.

"We don't know. We haven't seen them in hours."

"Are they drinking again?"

I glared. "My dad doesn't drink. Hates the stuff."

Stiles narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean, again? He never had to stop."

"But he did have to slow down," Agent McCall reminded him. "Is he drinking like he used to?"

"All right, how about this? Next time I see him, I'll give him a field sobriety test, okay? We'll do the alphabet, start with "F." and end with "U.""

"How about one of you just tell me what the hell happened here?"

I slouched in my seat. "We don't know what the hell happened here. We were stuck in the elevators the whole time."

"You're not the ones who put the name on the doors, are you?"

Stiles and I exchanged a look. "What name?"

The elevator doors closed, revealing the name ARGENT.

As we left the hospital, I glanced at my friend. "You know what we have to do, right?"

He nodded. "Warn them."

We made our way to Argent's penthouse and Argent said, "The word is guardian, Allison. More than anyone, you know that's a role I haven't exactly lived up to lately."

"But she took Scott's mother, Stiles' father and Ella's father. That's not a coincidence."

Stiles nodded. "Yeah, I'd also consider the fact that someone put your name up in large black letters on the elevator doors. That kind of felt like a warning to me and Ella."

"I think it might be Morrell. She knows a lot more than she lets on and might even be trying to help us."

I frowned. "Well, she needs to move on that, all right? Seeing as how the lunar eclipse is less than two friggin' nights away. I can already feel it coming."

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