there was a white glow is revealed to be a FIREFLY.

Deucalion pauses on the trail, head tilted to the glowing insect, which flutters through the air in front of him.

"It's a firefly" Gabriella steps in behind him.

"Unusual for this region"

"It's because of Jennifer, isn't it? Right before all this started, a deer ran into Lydia's car. All of the cats at the Animal Clinic went crazy. Birds flew into the high school. That was all her"

"They say animals can sense when natural disasters are about to happen. Maybe they can sense supernatural ones as well"

"Does she scare you?" Gabriella asked her father

"She concerns me if she's willing to kill that many innocent people for her cause. People like Scott's mother and Stiles's father"

"its not like you haven't had you'd share of killing innocent people" Gabriella said making her father turn to her

"I'll kill any living thing that gets in my way"

"Like mom?"

"From the colour of your eyes your the one who killed her"

Gabriella glared at him "why are you like this, You used to be kind, you used to let me sleep in your bed when I thought there was monsters in the closet, was loosing your sight that bad that it turned you into the biggest dick I've ever known"

Ignoring her, Deucalion and gabriella make it into a clearing in the woods where Morrell, ethan and aiden we're

The Twins looked suprise when they saw Gabriella with her father

"What the hell is she doing her" ethan said "she killed kali"

"Your lucky I don't kill you too"

"Children enough, Gabriella is back in the pack and none of you have a say in it" he turned to face morrell "How did you know, Marin? That we'd come for you?"

"Because Jennifer and I are the same. And I know you've always been suspicious of us. Of what we can do" Morrell said in the circle of mountain ash

"With good reason. We know you sent that girl. The one who helped Isaac" aiden said

"Braeden, I sent her to do what I've always done. What I always told you I would do. Maintain balance"  Morrell looked at Gabriella "This isn't you, Gabriella. Go back to your friends--"

Deucalion interrupted "she is back where dhe belongs and she can decide what's right for herself"

Morells shakes her head "Not without all the information, Ennis, My brother saved him. He was alive when Deucalion went in to see
him"

"The lies people will say when they're begging for their life" Deucalion's cane SOARS out of his hand into Morrell's shoulder, piercing it.

She stumbles, knocked out of the circle.

The Alphas start toward her, but Gabriella is the first to move, rushing to get in between them "Back off"

She pulls the cane from her shoulder and tosses it aside "I'm not going to let them kill you. But if you know something--if you know where they are--"

"The Nemeton. You find that and you'll find Jennifer. That's all I know, I swear. Find the Nemeton"

[...]

Underneath the examining room light, Deaton meets with Stiles,Scott,Erica, Lydia, Isaac and Allison.

"It has to be on a Telluric Current. Maybe even at the axis of two. Or where they all intersect. I know it's where Derek took Paige to die" Stiles explained

"My Dad and Gerard were there once. But Gerard said it was years ago and he couldn't remember where it was. And my Dad obviously isn't going to be able to tell us now"

Erica sighed "She took everyone who would
remember"

"Then how do we find this place?" Isaac asked

Deaton steps away, thinking. They each notice his hesitancy.

"There might be a way. But it's dangerous. And most importantly, for it to work... we're going to need Gabriella"

Scott looked at him confused "why?"

"Because to find your parents we been blood related people which you three come in but that plan would be useless if there isn't an anchor, the anchor has to be a wraith"

"But Gabriella is a werewolf?"

"Not just a werewolf"

[...]

By the car's headlights, erica and Deaton wait in the darkness.

Hearing the crunch of leaves underfoot, they turn to see Gabriella step into the light.

Erica ran and wrapped her arms around her

"You scared me," Erica murmured against her shoulder. "I thought—" Her voice cracked, unable to finish the thought.

Gabriella hugged her back, the brief flicker of softness quickly masked as she pulled away. "I had to do it. You know I did."

Erica's eyes glistened, but she nodded. "I know. But it doesn't mean I'm okay with it."

Deaton cleared his throat, breaking the moment. "Gabriella, we need to get a move on"

"OK but I still don't understand why you need me Allison scott and Stiles need to be surrogate sacrifices for their parents, as far as I know am pretty sure that their not mine"

"...we also need a role of an anchor"

"Like for werewolf control type?"

"Somthing that can bring them back from death, a wraith"

"But am not a wraith?"

"Actually..."

[...]

Deaton, Lydia, Erica and Isaac pour ice into FOUR TUBS OF WATER already filled with the leaves and berries of mistletoe.

Scott,Gabriella , Stiles and Allison step toward the tubs, each holding an item in their hands.

"All right. What did you bring?" Deaton asked

Stiles raises Stilinski's SHERIFF'S BADGE "Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand. I hammered it out a bit. Still doesn't look great"

"It doesn't have to look good if it has meaning" deaton said making Stiles nods

Next to him, Allison holds up a BULLET.
"My Dad made it. It's sort of a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a Hunter, you forge your own
silver bullet as a testament to the code"


Scott holds up his, a WATCH "My Dad gave this to my Mom when she first got hired at the hospital...She used to say it was the only thing in their marriage that ever worked"

Gabriella pears over "It says water-resistant. Not water-proof"

"I don't think she's going to mind
if it saves her life"

Deaton turns to Gabriella "what did you bring"

Everyone brought somthing that belongs to their parents but Gabriella had to bring something of her's that had great meaning so she can has somthing anchoring her to the living world somthing strong enough to pull the four of them back

"Yeah, I got something," Gabriella said, pulling a worn leather bracelet from her pocket. The edges were frayed, and the beads were scratched from years of wear. She held it up for the others to see.

"This belonged to my mom," Gabriella explained, her voice quieter than usual. "She made it for me when I was little. Told me it was supposed to remind me of who I am... even when I felt lost." She glanced at the bracelet, her fingers running over the beads. "It's the only thing I have left of her. The only thing that hasn't been... ruined."

Deaton nodded approvingly. "That will do. The connection it holds is strong, and that strength is what you'll need."

Scott placed a hand on Gabriella's shoulder. "You sure about this?"

Gabriella looked at him, her jaw tightening. "I'm sure"

"Okay, the four of you will get in Each of us will hold you down until you're essentially... well, dead. But it's not just someone to hold
you under. It needs to be someone who can pull you back...Someone with a strong connection to you. A kind of emotional tether, erica your with Gabriella"

Allison looks to Lydia who starts toward her but stopped when deaton spoke up "Lydia. You go with Stiles"

"Are you sure? I mean both Scott and I have to go under so..."

Deaton gives a simple nod. Scott watches Allison and Isaac share a look. A moment of uneasy glances.

"It's okay" scott starts toward the steel tub, paired with Deaton.

He tries to keep from glancing back at Isaac and Allison, trying not to let the hurt show.

In silence, the four of them take their places.
Scott, Gabriella, Allison and Stiles carefully step into the ice and mistletoe-filled tubs and sit back.

Erica, Deaton, Isaac and Lydia take positions behind them at the head of the tubs.

Seated in the water, Gabriella, Allison, Scott and Stiles share a look.

A silent moment between them before One-by-one, they submerge beneath the ice and mistletoe.

Eyes closed, an almost peaceful look on their faces.

Holding them down, erica, Lydia, Isaac and Deaton throw worried glances to each other as the four teenagers visions were taken over by darkness spreading, sending them hurtling into--Pitch black.

[...]

Under a brilliant white glare, one-by-one, Gabriella, Scott, Allison and Stiles burst up from the water in the steel tubs, gasping for
breath.

Fingers wrapping around the sides of the tub, Gabriella sits up, blinking away the water dripping down her face.

She peers about, squinting under the glare.
Feet land on tiled floor as the four teenagers pull themselves out.

They gaze over a large and empty, industrial white room.

A room that might have once housed dozens of cubicles, but is now devoid of any life.

Soaking wet, Gabriella, Allison, Scott and Stiles look to each other in confusion.

Until they notice something even stranger...At the other end of the room, a massive TREE STUMP seems to grow right out of the tiled floor.

Without a word spoken, the four teens begin a cautious approach.

Almost by instinct, Gabriella reaches a hand out to the rings on the base of the tree stump.

The moment she touches the wood with her fingertips

her eyes close

Blinking, Gabriella finds herself shivering in a cold rain in the woods, alone

She turns, gazing around in confusion at her new surroundings.

Gabriella stood frozen in place, the cold rain soaking through her clothes as she stared at the Nemeton. Its twisted, ancient form loomed in the clearing, illuminated by faint moonlight breaking through the storm clouds above. 

At first, she didn't notice the figures beneath it. Her eyes were drawn to the tree itself, the source of so much pain, power, and loss. But then, she heard the faint murmur of voices and turned her gaze. 

Her breath caught in her throat. 

There, beneath the gnarled branches of the Nemeton, stood her parents. Her mother, alive and radiant, and her father, younger, without the coldness in his face she had come to know. They were kissing, their hands intertwined, as if no darkness existed in their lives. 

Gabriella's heart pounded in her chest. This wasn't just some vision. It was a memory—their memory.

The night she was conceived. 

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and anger. "Seriously? This is what I get to see?" she muttered under her breath. But her voice didn't carry, and they couldn't hear her. They couldn't see her either, oblivious to her presence as they remained lost in each other. 

For a moment, Gabriella couldn't look away. She'd never seen them like this before—happy, in love, untouched by the tragedies that would later destroy them. 

But then the weight of everything hit her. The lives they'd taken, the choices they'd made, the pain her father had caused—and the sacrifice her mother had been forced into. 

She took a shaky step back, wanting to scream, to demand answers from ghosts who couldn't respond. But the Nemeton pulsed faintly, as though reminding her of why she was here. 

This wasn't about her parents. Not anymore. 

"Focus, Gabriella," she whispered to herself, her hand clenching into a fist. She turned her gaze back to the tree. Its ominous power seemed to hum in her veins now, like it knew her. 

But that feeling was quickly forgotten about as Gabriella's body tensed as she heard the words, faint but unmistakable: "Soon, my love."

Her head snapped toward the sound, eyes scanning the rain-drenched woods. At first, she saw nothing but the dark, shadowy trees. Then, just at the edge of her vision, a flash of movement caught her attention—a figure disappearing into the darkness, their silhouette obscured. 

But one thing stood out clearly: bandages wrapped around their whole body

Her heart raced. She took a step forward, the urge to follow them overwhelming, but the moment she moved, the ground beneath her shifted. The world around her twisted violently, and she felt herself being yanked backward. 

She gasped, her lungs burning as though she'd been holding her breath for hours. 

Her eyes flew open. 

Gabriella was back in the industrial white room, sitting upright in the steel tub. Her hand still rested on the edge of the tub, trembling, as water dripped from her soaked clothes. 

Scott, Allison, and Stiles were also awake, looking dazed and shaken. Deaton and the others hovered nearby, their faces etched with concern. 

Erica ran and hugged Gabriella not caring that she was wet

"I saw it--I know where it is" Gabriella said still gasping for air

Unexpectedly their faces didnt switch it remind with a look that is far less hopeful.

"What?" Allison said noticing their faces

Erica breathed in hesitantly before breaking the bad news "You guys were out a long time... the full moon rises in less than four"

[...]

Towel pulled tight around her shoulders, erica shakes his head at Gabriella "No, You're not going back to them"

"I made a deal with Deucalion"

Stiles threw up his hands, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Does anybody else think that sounded a lot like 'deal with the Devil'? Because I don't know about you guys, but I've heard those situations don't usually come with a happy ending."

Gabriella sighed, glancing at him but refusing to let his comment faze her. "I don't think we can beat Jennifer without their help," she explained. "And I can handle myself with Deucalion."

"Handle yourself?" Erica repeated, incredulous. "Gabriella, this is Deucalion. You know what he's capable of. You of all people should—"

"I upgraded," Gabriella interrupted, her tone cutting off any further protest.

She lifted her hand, palm upward, and with a small, focused breath, a bright but small light flared to life. It hovered just above her skin, its glow pulsating like a heartbeat.

The room fell silent, everyone staring in awe at the unexpected display.

Gabriella's voice softened as she looked down at the light. "Whatever happened to us when we were under... it made me more powerful."

Scott stepped forward cautiously, his eyes narrowing in thought. "What is it? What does it do?"

"I'm not sure yet," Gabriella admitted, closing her hand to extinguish the light. "But I know it's connected to the Nemeton. To everything i saw and felt there."

Allison frowned, crossing her arms. "Even if it made you stronger, it doesn't mean you can trust Deucalion. You know he'll try to use you."

"Not if I use him first"

"And how are you gonna do that"

"He'll be perfect bait"

[...]

Headlights cutting through the darkness, Scott's motocross bike and Allison's car soar into the entrance of the Beacon Hills Preserve.

Allison, Gabriella, erica and Isaac get out to meet Scott as he pulls his helmet off.

Looking up from her phone Gabriella said to scott "I haven't gotten an answer from Stiles?"

Scott shakes his head indicating he didn't either

"We can't wait for him" Erica said as they suddenly sense a presence.

They turn to see Deucalion standing just outside the shadows "Cutting it a little close, aren't we, Gabriella?"

"We got a little delayed. Where are the others?"

"Occupying themselves with other pursuits. Even an Alpha pack has to be democratic"

Gabriella raised an eyebrow "so Just you, scott and me against her?"

"I think you'll be surprised what a good team the three of us make"

Gabriella turns to erica, Isaac and Allison "Get Stiles and get to the root cellar. We'll keep Jennifer away long enough for you to get them out of there"

"How are you going to do that?" Erica said not wanting to leave Gabriella

"I've got a plan"

[...]

Through the open door, THREE SILHOUETTES look in on the same distillery where Deucalion lost his vision.

Gabriella notices Deucalion's hesitation, the visible tightening of his jaw.

"Bad memories?" Gabriella said sarcastically

Deucalion's lips curled into a faint smirk, though his jaw remained tight. "You could say that," he replied, his voice steady but edged with something darker.

Gabriella stepped forward, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Well, look on the bright side. At least this time, you're not walking out of here blind."

Scott shot her a warning glance, but Gabriella ignored it, her eyes locked on Deucalion. She wasn't about to let him off easy, no matter how much they needed his help.

Deucalion tilted his head, his smirk widening just enough to make her uneasy. "No, but perhaps I'll walk out of here with a clearer vision of where your loyalties truly lie."

Gabriella's jaw clenched, but she held her ground. "My loyalties lie with my pack. Don't mistake this alliance for anything more."

Ignoring her comment Deucalion asked "You said you had a plan?"

Nodding, Gabriella takes out her phone.
"We send her a message telling her where we are so erica, allison, isaac and stiles run in and save the only good parents of beacons hills"

Before anyone can say anything she started the videos

"You see this symbol?"

The SPIRAL clawed into the side of the distillery years ago by Ennis appears within the video frame.

"It's a symbol of revenge"

Gabriella turns the phone to scott, Deucalion and herself. "You talk about balance. About
saving people. We know what you really want. And now you know where to find us"

Ending the video Gabriella said "now we just wait for the dusty bitch"

[...]

Wind tearing through the trees outside, Gabriella notices dust swirling about her feet inside the distillery.

Gabriella, scott and Deucalion look to the open doors.

A hazy SILHOUETTE approaches. Coming into focus, it splits into two.

Jennifer and--to Gabriella's and Scott's shock--Derek.

"What are you doing?" Scott said in disbelief

"This might be hard to believe, but I'm actually trying to help you" derek said

"the only excuse you can use to justify that your with her is if it was Bring Your Villain to Work Day" Gabriella said

Deucalion collapses his cane and begins removing his jacket "Are you ready Jennifer?"

Jacket falling to the ground at his feet, he starts toward her, VOICE becoming strangely demonic.

"Did you gather your herbs? Pray to your ancient gods and your oak trees? Slit a baby's throat, perhaps?"

Derek looks to Jennifer and notices the fear on her.

The absolute terror.

"Should we show them why you needed to sacrifice nine innocent people just to face me? Or is it twelve now?"

Fangs appear between Deucalion's darkening lips as he begins to transform.

The color of his skin falls to an