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Chapter 1 : Set in episode 7(Currents)

"Take him!" Snarled Kali.

The twins quickly rushed forward towards a weakened Derek. Jennifer's terrified gasps filled the air as they forced his claws into place, while Kali hauled Boyd up. Derek panted and growled as he tried to fight for control of his limbs, but the twins were stronger.

Kali's eyes were glowing bright red as she lifted Boyd up high, and dropped him onto Derek's claws, forcing them to penetrate his chest.

Everyone grew still, and watched the scene unfold.

Boyd gasped in an agonized breath as Derek stared in horror. Kali and Aiden seemed satisfied, while Ethan's guilt was clear. Boyd fell forward and into Derek's arms, as Kali started to walk away. She spoke to him without turning.

"I'm giving you until the next full moon, Derek. Make the smart choice." The twins started splashing through he water to follow her. "Join the pack." She turned around, and looked at him. "Or next time, I'm killing all of you." She threatened before turning around and walking away with the twins following. Ethan took one last look at Derek and Boyd, before following the other two out.

Jennifer and Isaac stared at the two with tears in their eyes, as Derek kept repeating, "No." over, and over again.

"Hey." Derek whispered, trying to get Boyd to focus on him as he put pressure on Boyd's wounds.

"It's okay." Boyd weakly tried to assure him. Derek started trembling.

"No. No. No, it's- it's not. It's not" He whispered. He searched desperately for something to do, to save him.

"It's okay, Derek." Boyd said quietly. Derek shook his head and looked at Boyd with tears in his eyes.

"I-I'm-I'm Sorry." He gasped out.

"The full moon- that felling. It was worth it." Boyd told him. Derek looked up at him, knowing Boyd was speaking his last words, before focusing on his wounds once more. "You know, the Lunar Eclipse? I always wondered what- what that felt like for one of us. For a werewolf." Boyd said quietly, before recounting a conversation he had with Erica about it, before she was killed. She had thought it would make them stronger, before standing up to Kali. He spoke about how she reached out for him, his name being the last thing she said before she died. Then he fell into the water, as Derek trembled.

Stiles and Cora showed up in the doorway of the loft, But when Cora saw Boyd, she knocked Stiles out of the way and ran to Boyd, collapsing next to him, cradling his head in her arms. Stiles followed her, and stepped up to Derek. Soon Lydia ran up, and everyone stared at the scene before them, tears in their eyes, as Stiles rested a hand on Derek's shoulder.

"Mackenzie? What are you doing here?" Everyone looked up as Jennifer spoke to an eight year old girl standing in the doorway. The girl- Mackenzie, ignored her as she walked into the water, and towards Boyd. "Mackenzie!"Jennifer called, confusion clear in her voice. Mackenzie kept walking.

When she reached the group, she kneeled next to Boyd, ignoring Cora's protective growl, and placed her hand gently over his chest. She closed her eyes in concentration.

Everyone, sans Jennifer, watched in shock as the girl's hand started glowing blue. Soon the light started pulsing, like a heartbeat. And all the three werewolves gasped in shock when they heard Boyd's heart start beating, in time with the pulses of light. Everyone quickly gathered around and watched, holding their breath, and saw the wounds close before their eyes.

And then, Boyd opened his eyes.

"Thank you." Boyd breathed out at the girl wrapped in Jennifer's arms.

The loft was now dry, and Scott and Peter showed up minutes before. Boyd was laying in Derek's bed with Cora and Derek on either side of him, while he continued to thank the young girl.

Derek refused to meet Jennifer's gaze, slightly hurt that she never told him about having a daughter. Mackenzie was now smiling sweetly at Boyd. She never spoke a word, which was starting to make everyone in the room anxious, before Jennifer spoke up.

"My daughter is gifted. As you saw, she can heal herself and others. She can also communicate in a unique way, and because of it, she doesn't like to speak. She prefers her method of communication. And she doesn't want to overwhelm Boyd with it. It's not painful, just surprising." She told us all softly, looking at Mackenzie with obvious pride, before looking at the group that was watching them. "I never said anything about her, because she would be in danger of I did. I try to protect her, but she doesn't make it easy. She seems to believe that because she has this ability, she is responsibly for everyone around her."

Mackenzie reached up and gently placed her palm on her mothers cheek, though her frustration was clear on her face. Jennifer seemed to send her an apologetic look, before they turned to the group again, Mackenzie letting her hand fall to her side again.

"Please." Boyd whispered, making everyone look at him. His eyes were locked on Mackenzie. "I ant to thank my savior appropriately." He told her with a weak smile.

She beamed at him, as though she had been dying to speak with him, but had to hold back. She quickly crawled onto the bed next to him, taking extra care not tohurt him, before sitting by his head, and placing her palm on his cheek, as she did before with her mother. Boyd gasped, making everyone other than Jennifer and Mackenzie tense up. They all relaxed when Boyd gently held her hand to his face and turned to look at her in awe.

"You're amazing, you know that?" he told her. Her smile widened and after a few seconds, Boyd chuckled as though she had said something.

"What's happening?" Derek asked first. Boyd answered him, although he never took his eyes off of Mackenzie.

"She is talking to me- like in my head. It's like telepathy. She's putting her thoughts and feelings into my head. I think she does it through touch." He struggled to explain to his Alpha. Mackenzie seemed to light up with pride at his quick understanding, and Boyd laughed again.

"What's she saying now?" Cora asked softly.

"She showed me how her mother reacted to it the first time, and then showed my reaction, comparing the two. Apparently, I was quicker, and less panicked." He smiled at Cora as Mackenzie nodded and stuck her tongue out at her blushing mother.

"Thank you for saving him." Cora told Mackenzie. Everyone in the room other than Jennifer and Boyd, thanked her as well. Mackenzie smiled and moved her hand to Cora's face.

Cora gasped in shock, though she was expecting it. She quickly relaxed and smiled back at Mackenzie, with adoration in her eyes.

Mackenzie seemed to win everybody over quickly, much to Derek's shock. Even Peter was won over. Derek was the only one that hadn't approached the girl, though he was just as amazed as everyone else. Jennifer had left, while Mackenzie stayed to have a 'sleepover' with her new best friends, Cora and Boyd. Everyone was home and in bed, other than Boyd who was staying the night here at the loft. Right now Derek was sitting at his desk, thinking about everything that happened.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt a small hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Mackenzie sitting on his desk in front of him with her legs crossed indian style, looking at him with a frown. She slowly reached her palm towards his face, giving him time to push her away if he was uncomfortable. When he didn't stop her, she put her hand on his cheek, and he gasped in shock.

He saw himself, eyes wide and jaw dropped. It was nothing like looking into a mirror. He was seeing himself through her eyes, and he could feel her confusion and slight hurt.

Do you hate me?

He heard a girlish voice in his head. Her voice was high pitch, but not obnoxiously so, and was so soft it captivated him.

Then he understood what she was asking him, and he grew confused.

"Why would you think that?" He felt himself asking without a thought towards the fact that she hadn't actually spoken. His brow furrowed and he frowned at her. Her confusion grew. She showed him sitting in that same chair without looking at her at all throughout her entire stay, and he felt her hurt and sadness as the picture continued.

You wouldn't talk to me. Are you mad at me? Is there something wrong with me? Do you not like me because I'm different?

She was so small and vulnerable, and innocent... Derek quickly felt the need to protect this fragile girl. And to reassure her that there was nothing wrong with her.

"There is nothing wrong with you." He told her softly, covering her hand with his own. "I'm just sad that I hurt Boyd. It's not your fault." He quickly reassured her. "Besides, being normal is boring. Yo are amazing and should be proud to be different." He said gently, squeezing her hand softly.

She beamed at him, and he, just like the others, was now under her spell.