A/N: Hey, so if you guys haven't read the first instalment Daydreamin', I suggest you do other wise you won't understand this sequel. Starts at the episode 'Tattoo' in season 3 and this book will consist of 3A and 3B. Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, the songs mentioned or Tyler Hoechlin (wish I did tho).
I know you've been hurt by someone else Ariana Grande featuring Leon Thomas III (originally by Drake and Rihanna)
I can tell by the way you carry yourself
If you let me, here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you
I've loved and I've lost
There was a knock at the front of the new apartment. I heard Allison's footsteps echo throughout my ears and opened the door, then I heard squealing. Lydia and Cassie must be here.
I sighed, putting some clothes away into my black painted wooden dresser. Dad, Allison and I had returned from France really early this morning.
I had just in the last lot of clothes when there was a knock on my bedroom door.
"Come in!" I called. I turned my head and saw the three girls enter.
"Hey," I smiled at them.
Cassie gave me a sad smile, walking over to me, wrapping her arms around me tightly. "I missed you so much," she whispered.
All emotion dropped from my face when she gave me that smile.
"I love your hair," Cassie told me with a small smile. Back in France, I striped the red dye, getting my natural colour back and then I dyed my hair caramel brown. I have to admit it looked great.
"Thanks," I said, "I like your hair too." Her hair was cut just below the shoulders.
I opened other box, it had some decorations and photo frames wrapped in bubble wrap.
"We're going out, do you want to come with?" I heard Allison ask me.
I shook my head, "Nah, I'm gonna finish unpacking, then I'll be going to bed. I have aeroplane-lag." I rubbed my eyes. I had been keeping myself busy all day since we got back, starting with painting my bedroom walls a pastel purple colour.
Cassie laughed, "I think you mean jet-lag."
I nodded, sighing, "Yeah...that."
"Okay, well, have a good night," Allison responded.
"You too. See you guys."
I took a photo frame out of the box and unwrapped it. It was a picture of Allison and I at the beach in Annecy. I put it on my dressing table, smiling softly.
Quickly covering my mouth, I doubled over and coughed roughly as if I had a sore throat. It ached. When I stopped and removed my hand, I noticed specks of black goo on my palm.
My stomach sank to the floor. Not again.
After I handed in my application to the chief at the hospital, I began to walk down the hallway until I reached a nurse desk where Scott and Melissa were.
"He's in room 215, if he isn't he's already in surgery," she said.
"Okay. Thank you." He kissed her cheek and I started walking with him.
"Who's in surgery?" I asked, glancing at him.
"Isaac. Apparently he was attacked."
I nodded shortly. I hope he's okay.
"So, how was your first day back at school?" I asked, making conversation.
"Is that your way of asking how are Allison and I?" I gave him a sheepish smile and he chuckled. "To be honest, I don't know. I mean, I want to be with her, but then I remember she wanted some space. And I don't even know why I'm telling you this."
"My lips are sealed," I pretended to zip my lips and throw the key away.
"How was your day?"
A cheeky smile played on my lips, "Well, I just handed in the application for a nursing job here."
"Really?" He raised his eyebrows in a surprised manner.
"Yeah, I enrolled myself in an online nursing course while I was in France, and last night I thought why not start early."
"Don't you have to graduate from the course or something?" He quizzed.
"Yeah, it's 12-24 months," I nodded, "but I want to have the real experience. So if I get the job, I'll just be doing stuff like taking blood pressure, but I'll also get to watch the others do the job."
We walking into a elevator and as the doors were about to shut, a walking cane stopped it. A blind man probably in his late thirties came walking in.
"Would you hit the button for the second floor, please?" I went to press the second floor, but it was already lit up so I pressed it again.
"Thank you," the man said.
"You're welcome."
The ride to the second floor was completely silent until the doors slid open. "You wouldn't mind helping me out for a second, would you?" He asked Scott.
He gave me a look that said 'help me', but I just shrugged playfully.
"Umm..." But the British man had already put his hand on Scott's shoulder, "Sure."
The pair slowly walked out of the elevator with me trailing behind them.
Then Scott and I started searching the halls for room 215. We came to a stop when we saw an unconscious Isaac in a wheelchair bring pushed by a nurse.
The nurse looked over his shoulder. Something didn't seem right about him. He fully faced us and smirked, using his clawed finger to press a button. OOOH, he's an alpha.
I heard a growl coming from next to me and saw that Scott had half shifted. Then he took running, I tried to catch up but the elevator doors had closed up, swallowing Scott, Isaac and the alpha.
I tried to push open the doors, but I couldn't. I growled to myself.
The stairs!
I ran to the fire exit and as I was open the door, a voice made me stop.
"Maddie." I snapped my head to the right and saw Derek. He looked shocked...or surprised. His eyes travelled to my stomach, a confused expression was plastered on his face, then it brightened up the slightest.
Gulping, I stared at him for a couple seconds more before pulling open the door and running up to the third floor. I could hear him following me.
I skidded to a stop as the sliding doors opened with a ding.
"Don't you realise what you're dealing with? I'm an alpha." I heard a male voice.
Derek walked in and stabbed the other alpha with his claws.
"So am I." He threw the alpha down the hall.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" I heard Derek ask a tired Scott as I quickly walked in the elevator before the doors closed.
I walked up the steps of the Hale house with Derek carrying Isaac, and Scott.
"We got a serious problem at school. Ms. Blake's class..." I heard Stiles voice over the phone.
"Hey, can you tell me about it later?" Scott asked.
"Uh, well, no, pretty sure this qualifies for immediate discussion."
"All right, then meet me at Derek's."
"Derek's house? What? What the hell are you doing at–"
"Just meet us here, okay?"
I stood next to Isaac, concentrating on my hearing to listen to his heartbeat. It was weak. I wet my dry lips, frowning.
"You don't still live here, do you?" Scott asked Derek.
"No. The county took it over, but there's something here that I need. It'll help heal a wound from an alpha," Derek explained.
"Yeah, but it did heal."
"Not on the inside," I told him.
Derek grabbed some wolfsbane out of the ground.
"Hey, are you gonna tell me who that was back there?" Scott quizzed. "That alpha?" My eyes went back on Isaac, hearing hearing his heartbeat.
"A rival pack," Derek lied, but kept his heartbeat at a normal rate. "It's my problem. I know you wanna help, and you did. I owe you one. Now go home. Go back to being a teenager."
I heard his footsteps walk closer to me and he placed the wolfsbane on the table next to Isaac.
"He's gonna be okay," I heard my ex-boyfriend whisper. I could feel his eyes staring at me.
Nodding, I didn't take my eyes off of Isaac.
"Uh, hey, Derek. If you wanna repay back that favour now, there is something you can do for me."
I angled my head to look at Scott in confusion.
"Yeah, I see it," Derek told him, his eyes flicking from red back to its pale green. "It's two bands, right?" Scott nodded.
Earlier he explained that last night, he went to get a tattoo, but it healed a few minutes later.
"What does it mean?" I asked, frowning slightly.
"I don't know. It's just something I traced with my fingers." He drew two circles on the table in the dust, one bigger than the other.
"Why is this so important to you?" Derek asked him.
"Do you know what the word 'tattoo' means?" Scott asked.
"To mark something," Stiles jumped in.
"Well that's in Tahitian, in Samoan, it means 'open wound'. I knew I wanted to get a tattoo when I turned 18. I always wanted one. I just decided to get it now, to make it kind of a reward."
"For what?" I questioned, interested to know why he wanted to get one.
He looked at me, then down at the circles he drew. "For not calling or texting Allison all summer. Even when I really wanted to, even when it was so hard not to sometimes. I was trying to give her the space she wants." Scott sighed. "Going four months later, it still hurts. It still feels like a, uh..." He couldn't find the right word.
I stared at him with a sad expression. "Like an open wound," I murmured softly, knowing the feeling.
"Yeah," he whispered.
My eyes snapped over to Derek as I heard him pick up the blowtorch. "The pain's gonna be worse than anything you've ever felt."
"Oh, that's great," Stiles quipped.
"Do it," Scott told Derek, before he lit the torch.
"Oh, wow. That's a...that's a lot for me," Stiles said, staring wide eyed at the flame, "so I'm gonna take that as my cue. I'm just gonna wait outside."
"Nope," Derek said placing a hand on Stiles' shoulder stopping him, "You can help hold him down." He shoves Stiles' back over towards Scott.
I walked over to the trio and helped Stiles. I watched as the blue and orange flame connected with Scott's bicep.
He immediately started screaming in pain, trying to move away from the flame.
"Hold him," Derek ordered, glancing up at Stiles and I. His eyes stayed connected with mine a little longer.
I sat on the couch, leaning over with my chin resting on my knuckles and my eyes were closed, back to listening to Isaac's heartbeat, and waiting for Scott to re-join the land of the living. His tattoo had worked.
My eyes snapped open when I heard Stiles start to talk.
"I see you've gone to the dark side," he commented.
I frowned, glancing up at him. "What?" I was completely lost, mentally, not physically.
"You've always had white nails, now you've got black ones." My frown only deepened. "Did you turn evil while you were in France?" He joked, but I could tell he was a tiny bit serious.
I went to speak, but Scott woke up with a gasp, "It worked." He was quick to smile.
My phone vibrated next to me and I quickly declined it, not wanting to speak to that person.
Scott and Stiles bid their farewell and I gave them a tiny smile.
"You painted the door," Scott said. I jumped off the couch. "Why'd you paint the door?"
"Go home, Scott," Derek pleaded.
Scott ran his fingers over the wood, "And why only one side?" Scott flicked out his claws, he scratched one down the door taking the paint off.
Derek ran towards him, "Scott!"
Scott grunted as he ripped into the door, tearing the red paint off, showing the a symbol belonging to the Alpha Pack. I walked over to the trio, giving Isaac a glance.
"The birds at school, the deer last night, just like the night I got trampled by the deer when I got bit by the Alpha. How many are there?"
Derek sighed, "A pack of 'em. An Alpha Pack."
"All of them?" Stiles questioned, "How does that even work?"
"I hear there's some kind of a leader. He's called Deucalion."
"We know they have Boyd and Erica. Cassie, Peter, Isaac and I have been looking for them for the last four months." When I was here, Derek never let me go out and help to look for them.
"Let's say you find them. How do you deal with an alpha pack?" Scott asked.
"With all the help I can get," Derek admitted.
"Where is he?" A voice made me jump and turn around. It felt like weight had been lifted of my shoulders. Isaac was sitting up, conscious. "Where's the guy?"
"What guy?" Derek asked.
After Isaac explained that a guy saved him from the alphas, Scott glanced at all of us, before landing on me.
"Where's Cassie?"
"At college," I answered as my phone started buzzing. I sighed, walking over to grab it. I declined the call again.
"Who are you ignoring?" I heard Stiles ask.
My head snapped up to him. "Why would you think something like that?"
"Maybe because that's the second time you rejected the call," he said.
"I just don't answer unknown callers," I said, sweetly but in a venomous tone. Total lie, but who cares? "I've gotta get home, I've got things to do."
I headed for the front door when a voice stopped me.
"Hey." Now what? "Where's Grace?"
I sucked in a sharp breath, not turning around to face them. I pulled open the door and walked out.
I hummed along with the radio playing in my car. I was currently driving back from Cassie's house. She was telling me about her first day at collage. This annoying but really cute guy was in most of her classes.
After she told me about her first day at collage, she told me to tell her what happened at France. I denied anything happened over there, but who am I kidding, I couldn't keep it a secret forever.
I switched the stations in the radio, trying to find a good decent song. I scowled, giving up and turning the radio off.
I took my eyes off the road for a second to try and find my phone. When I looked back up, there was a black figure standing on the road. I gasped, swerving my car around the person. What I didn't expect was for my car to go plunging off the bridge. My car was completely submerged under the water. My heart started to beat fast as I panicked.
I was able to get my seat belt off, but I couldn't open the door. I had seen this so many times in movies and tv shows, and yet I still tried. The pressure from the water was blocking me from getting out.
Within seconds, my car was completely filled with water. I held my breath for as long as I could, until my throat started to burn. I knew what was going to happen next, and I guess in some sense I was okay with that.
Out of reflex, I went to take a breath, but my mouth filled up with water. Just before I slipped unconscious, I saw a black figure at the drivers side window.
A/N: READ THIS! So...soz about the cliffhanger :) Black goo? F.Y.I. when Isaac woke up, he said "Where is he?" It's no mistake, there will be minimum talk about the guy until the end of 3A. I have a surprise up my sleeve :) No movement of her Alpha stalker yet, you'll get to find out who it is. I think you guys will be a little shocked. I'll give you a tiny hint—it's someone from her past. All shall be revealed in time! Also, since Allison dies in 3B I'm gonna try and get more scenes with the sisters together. First there will be sister drama between them, but they'll be closer than ever before Allison dies. I personally don't really like Allison—she kind of annoyed me when I first watched Teen Wolf. What do you think you'll see in this season? What do you want to see? Any other questions? Just ask, I don't bite :)