Amy's POV
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It's been a few days since the game and Amy had finally settled down she unpacked her bags, she started working at the hospital, also being helpful towards her family.
She was going to go see Jason's biology teacher since he's been really behind lately, Amy assumed it was because of the lacrosse game.
She wore a plain white blouse,with a long oversized cardigan sweater on top of her skinny jeans.
She parked at the school parking lot while sighing deeply and over dramatically.
"There we go... let's hope I don't screw up, I don't understand why my mom suggested this?! And why the hell did I agree to that?? I couldn't even hand a project without feeling like an idiot " she said to herself as she got out of her car, she checked that it was locked then walked into the school building.
[after the meeting with the teacher]
' if I were my brother I would literally punch that guy in the face what the actual fuck??' Amy thought to herself yet she was thankful that the meeting was over.
"Miss Anderson blah blah blah, Jason doesn't focus blah blah blah blah " Amy said to herself mockingly while walking down the empty hallway.
"Where's Scott McCall? " she heard someone say, he sounded so angry.
'Jeez' she thought as she got closer, only to see Jackson pinned to the lockers by some guy.. that somehow looked familiar?
"Hey! Excuse me but who do you think you are to be acting like this? You should probably consider the fact that you're in a school " Amy said putting her hand on the guy's shoulder then glanced over at his hands
'woah woah woah are these claws what. the. fuckkkk??? sure as hell I'm imagining this' she panicked inside her head and glanced at his hands again and they were back to normal.
'it's not only Stiles who needs to stop supernatural movies'
"Go to class, I got this creep" Amy said looking over at Jackson who only nodded and left.
"Who are you?? What do you want from Scott? Wha-" she questioned but was cut off by him as he raised his hand up demanding silence
she looked at him, noticing how pale he looked, when suddenly the bell rang causing him to flinch a bit and cover his ears with his hands.
"Are you okay?? You look like you were hit by a car the brought back to life only to be hit by a car ag-"
'rude' she thought as she mentally rolled her eyes.
"Alright alright I get it" he cut her off again while she kept examining him with her eyes, until she saw the blood dripping from his arm till down to his hand, her eyes widened but quickly helped him to his feet to her car.
He slide down on the ground while resting his back on the car.
At first he glared at her as she attempted to take off his jacket but she glared back causing him to just give up his stubbornness, she helped him take off his jacket and examined his wound.
"You've been shot?!! And considering the amount of blood you've lost, HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STILL ON YOUR FEET?? ARE YOU HIGH ON PROTEIN SHAKES OR WHAT? " she said as she opened the door to the backseat and grabbed her scarf, tying it around his wound.
"Keep your pressure on that, you need to go to the hospital right now so I can help you " she looked at him and he could sense her worry.
"Damn it, I just need to find Scott "he spoke under his breaths, looking at her angrily.
"How the hell would Scott know how to help you with that, Mr Jackass ?? "
"JUST CALL HIM ALREADY! " he yelled causing her to jump slightly.
"OKAY DON'T YELL" she quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Scott's number.
"yeah hello"
"Scott I'm at the school's parking lot and there's this guy that has been terrorizing everyone to get you, so can you please help me convince him to go to the hospital ?" she said as she glanced over at the guy who was bleeding out near her car.
"WHAT??"
"Scott, I need your help" the guy said knowing that he could hear him.
"Wait, Is that Derek? I'm coming over just stay where you are!! " Scott said hanging up
" HOW THE FUCK DID HE HEAR THAT? YOUR VOICE IS SO FAINT I CAN BARELY MAKE OUT WHAT YOU SAY" she yelled and Derek just looked at her while rolling his eyes.
Amy looked over at the guy who Scott mentioned that his name is Derek,
then sighed deeply.
"They told me that I'm meeting a teacher today not having a weirdo who refuses medical help bleeding by my car" she mumbled as she got closer to him, helping him keep his pressure on the wound.
"I'm still not convinced with any of this but.. " she suddenly stopped talking as she looked him, only to find him staring at her.
His tired green eyes meeting ocean blue ones that were shining with concern? She was worried about him?
They stayed like this for what felt like forever, even though it was just a couple of minutes. Amy broke their eye contact, looking down.
Ten minutes later, Scott appeared along with Stiles
"Wooo nice scarf ,Derek " Stiles said while Derek shot him a death glare, then looked at Scott.
"Why should I help you? " Scott asked
"Because you need me"
"WAIT WAIT WAIT NEEDS YOU IN WHAT EXACTLY? WHAT IS GOING ON CAN'T WE JUST GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL ALREADY? "
"Remember what I told you about last time ? that pretty much sums it all up" Stiles said as Amy just looked at them all in confusion.
"WAIT YOU TOLD HER" Scott looked at Stiles.
"You know that I can't lie to her, besides she's a doctor aka woman of logic, she didn't buy any of it" Amy rolled her eyes, ignoring them.
"Tell me Derek, Are you an escaped criminal?" Amy said while raising an eyebrow
"No, of course not"
"Not true" Stiles commented and she just nod her head slightly, then looked at him again.
"A drug dealer?" he just shook his head in disapproval.
"THEN WHAT ARE YOU?? Why aren't you letting me help you??"
"Because you can't, Scott.. I need you to find me that bullet from the Argents " he said as he was trying to stand up.
"I'll try"Scott nodded as he glanced at Amy who was just lost in thoughts
'This is stupid do they think they're in a freaking movie??! ' Amy thought as she just looked at Derek who was getting in Stiles's jeep.
" I can't believe I'm playing along with this, STILES WAIT! "she said as she got closer to them.
"Do you seriously think that it's a good idea? Like we're talking about someone who's shot?? And bleeding to death "
"First: he's not just anybody he's a freaking werewolf, Second I got no other ideas so if you have any please say something!!"Amy ignored that werewolf part again since she still didn't find it logical or convincing
"my mom's not at home, and Jason won't be coming home anytime soon so.. Maybe we can get him to my house and I'll try to help" she said and Stiles just nodded since he didn't know what else to do.
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Derek was sitting on Amy's bed as she cleaned his wound, even though he refused countless times before. Stiles on the other hand was downstairs, searching for something to eat.
"So tell me, Aren't wolves supposed to go around in packs?" she said, still not believing that she actually asked this.
She threw away her bloody scarf and grabbed some bandages.
"mhm" he said, slowly nodding as he was looking at her, he sensed a lot of her emotions but most of them were worry, he still just couldn't help but wonder: Why does she even care? why did she keep hanging around even though it was none of her business?... even though she didn't believe any of it.
He noticed her hair fall off and cover her face as she was putting on the bandage, he looked at her as he admired how beautiful she was.
Her hair dark brown hair that reached down her waist, her ocean blue eyes that he instantly got lost into when she looked at him, her body that was perfectly carved, her face, and her rosy cheeks and lips.
He held out his free hand and brushed the hair away from her face behind her ear, as he heard her heartbeats go up slightly.
"Um... ugh, so Where's your pack? "she said, trying not to look embarrassed since he didn't bother to move his hand away from her face.
"well..-"
"AMY WHERE'S THE MAYO" Stiles walked into the room, Amy quickly moved away from Derek.
"it's in the fridge door by the pickles " Amy said, standing up and putting away the bandages.
"Confusion is all over you" Derek said as fixed his sitting position on the bed
Amy looked at him then dusted off her shoulders
"better?" she said with a straight face and a raised eyebrow as she went down stairs to see Stiles.
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Scott told them to meet him at the vet clinic and they've just arrived.
Derek threw himself on the ground, sitting beside dog food.
'Oh how ironic' Amy thought to herself and sat beside him.
He kept rambling about how he's going to die without the bullet, his hands were cold, and his body was shaky yet he kept it together.
Amy could feel him shaking beside her, she found herself grabbing his hands, trying to warm them up with hers.
He looked at her still wondering why was she doing all of this, yet he was too weak, he slowly rested his head on her shoulder.
Stiles looked at them with a raised eyebrow, making Amy smiled awkwardly.
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"There's no time left" Derek said as he was searching through one of the drawers
"No time left for what?? What are you going to do?? "Amy said as she exchanged looks with Stiles
"You're gonna cut off my arm" Derek said looking at Stiles.
Stiles exchanged looks with Amy, then looked at the electric saw, then back at Derek.
"NO, NO, NO! LET AMY DO IT SHE'S A DOCTOR"
"NO, DEREK PLEASE TELL ME THAT YOU'RE NOT SERIOUS ABOUT THIS"
"Look at his face, DOES THAT LOOK LIKE SOMEONE WHO'S JOKING?!" Stiles yelled, pointing at Derek.
"What if you bleed to death?" Amy asked as she was looking at him.
"if it works then, it'll heal" Derek said as he looked back at her.
"WAIT WAIT WAIT! You're actually doing that?? what about the bones and the blood, SPECIALLY the blood"
"You faint at the sight of blood?" Amy and Derek said in the same time while looking at Stiles.
"NO BUT I MIGHT AT THE SIGHT OF A CHOPPED OFF AR-" Stiles was cut off as Derek suddenly started throwing up a black substance
"OH MY GOD DUDE WHAT THE HELL" Amy ignored Stiles comment and rushed over to Derek
"What's wrong? What's happening to you??" Amy said as she was rubbing his shoulders
"My body's trying to heal itself"
"Well it's definitely not doing a good job" Stiles added
"Amy, you have to do it now" he said and she slowly nodded
"Alright here we go"
"STILES!! AMY!! " they heard Scott's voice, Amy and Stiles glanced at each other, then sighed in relief.
Scott walked in and saw Amy holding the saw at Derek's arm. "Oh Scott, thank god you're here" Amy said as she put the saw away.
"Did you get the bullet? " Derek asked as he was literally getting worst by each second.
"Yeah, now what are you gonna do with it? " Scott said handing him the bullet
"I'm-" before he could say anything, he dropped to the floor.
"OH MY GOD" Amy and Stiles said in union as they both rushed over to Derek while Scott was trying to get the bullet.
"oh my god, Scott I think he's dying" Stiles said as he was on top of Derek
Amy shoved Stiles aside and checked for Derek's pulse, there was a very weak pulse, she sighed in relief and started doing CPR on him until he finally started breathing.
"dammit, Derek wake up!" Amy said while Stiles kept going on about the fact that Derek's dead.
"excuse me" Stiles pushed her aside and looked down at Derek, then took a deep breath.
"please don't kill me " Stiles punched Derek and he immediately woke up.
He quickly got to his feet and tore the bullet with his teeth, lighting the substance inside it on fire. He quickly collected that powder and started applying it on his wound.
He growled in pain then let out a loud howl and dropped to the floor.
The whole scene made Amy back away from Derek and just stand behind the two boys processing what just happened.
"that was AWESOME! " Stiles said as he tapped Scott's shoulder who was glancing at Amy.
"Are you-" Amy cut him off as she quickly nodded and grabbed Derek's shirt and kneeling to his level.
They made eye contact again but this time Amy quickly broke it and handed him his shirt, shooting him a quick smile.
"I think that's enough crazy for me today, I'll go home.. have the longest shower then head to bed" Amy said as she stood up while looking at Scott.
He nodded then got his attention back to Derek who was focused on Amy as she walked out of the building.
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A/N; Idek what to think of this chapter myself..