After I 'Accidentally' missed a phone call from my brothers, after the day I had I just really wasn't in the mood. And a lecture from my uncle about my brothers I threw myself into my bed to hopefully sleep forever, unfortunately I hardly slept at all. leaving me in a practically homicidal mood.
When I finally managed to drag myself out of bed, I quickly threw on a pair of faded hip hugger jeans and a white crop top slipping my feet into a pair of high top's, I trudged down the stair pretty much ready to raise some hell.
So when scott called at seven thirty in the morning that's pretty much exactly what he got.
"What?!" I barked into the phone
Scott chuckles "Rough night?" he teases knowing how I am without sleep, that happens to help when im hunting on a case and don't sleep for like a day and a half im ready to kill the damned thing as soon as we find it
"I will personally rip out your vocal cords" I huff into the phone
"I guess you don't want to know what derek tolled me then?"
I perk up at that "Scott..." I warn
"Ok, ok. He didn't bite me." he states waiting for my reaction
although Im barley registering what he says, I thought derek was a beta but I didn't say anything because I didn't know for sure so I simply offer a "MmmHmm"
"Yeah theres another werewolf, the alpha he bit me and im part of his pack derek wants my help to track it down but i don't know i mean it's like derek am i right? i don't really trust him hes all brooding and- Are you even listening to me"
I pull the phone from my ear and stare blankly at it for a second before heaving a sigh "No, no I'm listening it just takes me a minute to process so much stupid all at once" I drawl
He scoffs "Well thats rude. i'll just see at school then zale" after that im met with a dial tone. thank the good lord for that.
I hate you school. I hate you school, I hate you school. I mutter walking into the building.
I bump into people here and there after a few classes, muttering almost inaudibly "I hate you. Im shooting you. Don't even know you but im defiantly shooting you."
Finally making my way into the english class room i take my seat behind stiles barely sparing him a glance as I fall into my chair and drop my had onto my desk. I look up when stiles taps my shoulder and see him set a bottle of mountain dew in front of me. I give him a grateful smile and a tired nod jugging half the bottle before the teacher even starts the lesson.
"If dereks not the alpha and he's not the one that bit you then who is?" I hear stiles ask I turn my head toward their conversation from its place on my desk
"I don't know" scott whispers back
"Did the alpha kill the bus driver?" stiles asks clearly getting frustrated
"I don't know" scott repeated
Stiles pouts slightly before leaning forward again "Does alisons dad know about the-"
"I don't know!" scott shouts making every one look at us I roll my eyes
The teacher who's name i can't even care to remember at the moment sets my graded test in front of me and im too tired to even be happy about the red letter A on the top.
I look over at my boys and stiles got an A not surprising to me in the least he actually really smart people just don't think so because of his ADHD. scott on the other hand got a D...bummer.
"Dude you need to study more" stiles says sarcastically Scott heaves out a sigh and flips his paper over.
"It was a joke bro, calm down it's one test your gonna make it up. do you want my help studying?" he asks. aw cute best friend moment for stiles.
"No im studying with alison after school today" Oh well that's just great Scott go to the argents house why don't ya you know just because your a newly turned werewolf who cant control his shift shouldn't put up red flags at all. good thinking scooby!
Stiles has a slightly different reaction then what i was thinking to myself. he raises a suggestive eye brow "That my boy!" he says in a- aw god what voice even was that?
"we're just studying" he says with a light pink blush coloring his cheeks. oh god.
"no your not" stiles snorts. I chuckle shaking my head at him
"Im not?" scott asks. aw poor confused little scotty, i'll let stiles take this one.
"Not if im forced to live vicariously through you! if you go to her house and mess up this amazing opportunity i swear to god i will have you deballed-"
"Ok! ok, just- i don't want to talk about any of this any more"
stiles raises his hand in surrender "Fine, no more talks about alison, or the alpha or derek...especially derek...who still scares me" I laugh at him and he glares at him.
When school is over we make are way outside and stiles scoops me up on his back "Here let me carry you, you look like death." he states bluntly
I snort "gee thanks stiles" but I rest my chin on his shoulder anyway and let him carry me over to my car.
I'm digging through my back trying to find my keys when all the sudden everyone has their horns blaring I look at the front of the line only to find stiles jeep him kneeling in front of it.
I quickly run over stopping short when I see a vary sick looking derek sprawled out on the ground.
"What the hell happened?" I question kneeling down next to the werewolf.
"I was shot" derek explained with a pained expression on his face. well shit that does it right there. if I thought I was mad before I was livid now.
"He's not looking so good dude." stiles muses. Nooo! really? and I thought he was the smart one.
"Why aren't you healing?" I ask frowning at him in concern he meets my eyes with a pained look for a second before answering
"I can't it was a different kind of bullet." he pants out
"A silver bullet?!" stiles asks excited
"No you idiot" he and derek bit out at the same time earning a weird look
"Silver bullets are only use for a different breed of werewolves" I say
"wait" scott interrupted "that what she meant when she said you had forty eight hours"
We all look to scott "Who?" derek asks slightly wide eyed.
"The one who shot you" and yup that's enough for me. I immediately get up and turn to walk away.
"where are you going?" stiles asks shocked and confused
I turn around to face him "oh you know thought i'd stop for a slushy on the way to murder the bitch" I say nonchalantly
They gape at me before scott grabs me by the waist "Oh no you don't! just- help me put him in the car" I glare at him but help none the less and we settle derek into the passenger seat of stiles' jeep.
I make my way over to the driver side pushing the seat up and climbing into the back "What about your car?" stiles asks when he settles into his seat
I wave him off "we can come back for it later right now we have to get him out of here"
"I need you to find out what kind of bullets they used" derek says turning toward scott.
"how the hell am i supposed to do that?" scott scoff's irritated
"she's an argent. she's with them." Aw the damned argent bitch
"why should I help you?" scott asks defiantly
I glare at him "Because dumb ass, YOU need HIM. and I will turn you into a fur coat for being a jack ass"
They all turn to look at me I simply raise a challenging eyes brow at scott
"Fine i'll try just get him out of here" he's reluctantly agrees
"I hate you so much for this" stiles grumbles as he starts the car
Once we get on the road I dig through my bag finding a tissue and wetting it down with a bottle of water before pulling myself to sit with my back against the dash board in between stiles and derek.
I press the wet tissue to derek's sweaty forehead frowning in concern "God derek that bullet had to have been laced with something" I say quietly. He just stares with gratitude in his eyes as I keep pressing the cold tissue to his fever written forehead.
"Scott needs more time" stiles says bitterly before biting out "Hey try not to bleed out on my seats were almost there"
"almost where?" derek asks still alittle out of breath
"Your house" stiles replies in a 'duh' tone
"what no you can't take me there" derek says sounding like he was trying to yell
"I can't take you to your own house?" stiles asks with a scoff
"Not when I can't protect myself " the injured werewolf says
suddenly stiles pulls over onto the side of the road and cuts the engine turning to face us
"what happens if scott doesn't find your little magic bullet? huh are you dieing?"
"Not yet I have a last resort" derek pants out in a pained voice
"what do you mean what last resort!" stiles cries throwing his hand in the air
Derek however was not paying attention as he rolled up the sleeve to his shirt revealing his arm that seems to be rotting from the inside out. isn't that lovely.
"oh my god what is that?" stiles whines "Is that contagious?"
I roll my eyes at him "Its a bullet wound stiles not a virus"
He ignores me "you know what you should probably just get out" he says pointing to the door. excuse me?
"Start the car. now." derek commands
"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look in fact I think if I wanted too I could drag your little werewolf ass into the middle of the road and leave you for dead!" stiles ranted by then I had. had enough
"Stiles! start the car. my patience is wearing vary thin right now and by 'thin' I mean you are one dumb-ass comment away from being bitch slapped so hard your head will spin!" I rant huffing a big breath before continuing "I've had zero sleep and i will not be held accountable for what I do. so you start the damn car while i sit back here and pray for more patience because if god gives me strength i just know im gonna use if to knock you the fuck out!"
by the time im done stiles is gaping at me derek looks slightly amused through his pain and im giving stiles a death stare until he sighs and looks away staring the car. "Thank you!"
Eventually scott called rambling about how he was stuck at an argent family dinner or some bull shit like that.
"What am i supposed to do with him?" stiles asks exhausted
"take him somewhere. anywhere." I could hear scott from where i sat next to stiles and he sounded agitated.
"Thank you for being specific scott" I say sarcastically
"Shut up Azalea!" he snapped at me
"Oh hell no! you don't get to tell me to shut up! while were all trying to save the one person who can actually help you your chumming it up with the argents! hunters who could kill you! I have had a maximum of two hours of sleep and i am sooo not in the mood for your bull shit!"
Scotts quiet for a minute before saying smugly "Oh, and your not a hunter who could kill me? I still hang out with you don't I Winchester?"
Both heads in the car snap over too me watching my reaction, I clench my fist so hard i can feel my nails bite into the skin harshly, I open my mouth to reply but think better then to say the acid words on my tongue instead clamping my mouth shut and moving into the back seat.
Stiles glares at the phone "nice going dumbass- by the way he's starting to smell"
"Like what?" scott asks a little quiet now that he made me upset
"Like death!" stiles answers dramatically stressing the word 'death' out Derek scowls at him and I let out an unattractive snort. affectively turning the glare at me. i just chuckle and hold my hands up in surrender.
"do you want a distraction from the pain?" I ask
He gives me a look "mentioning the pain just reminds me of it"
I just ignore him and start talking "One time me and my brothers were on a case and dean ended up in the hospital because of this possessed teddy bear, and the commercial for snuggle fabric softener was on. so he says, and i quote 'that fabric softener teddy bear ooh gonna hunt that little bitch down' unquote. so now every summer when i go hunting with them i hide a teddy bear in deans bed just to watch him freak out and shoot it"
Derek actually looks like he's gonna laugh as i start to laugh like the real kind the comes from your belly that doesn't happen often but thinking of my brothers face as he shoots the teddy bear in his bed gets me every time.
"you'll never believe where he wants me to take you" stiles says interrupting my laughter derek snatches the phone from him
"Did you find it?" he asks hopefully "look if you don't find it then im dead"
That sends a ach in my chest and i don't know why, but im not really likeing where this is going.
"Then think about this, the alpha calls you out against your will and he's going to do it again. next time you either kill with him or you get killed. if you want to stay alive you need me." He pauses for a minute catching his breath back after that wonderful lecture
"Find the bullet." he demands snapping the phone shut. I sigh running my hand through my hair frustrated turning my gaze over to stiles "Come on lets go."
"OH MY GOD STILES! do you not know how to work a key?!" I growled out while stiles fumbled with the key to the clinic my arm wrapped around derek's waist supporting most of his weight.
After stiles finally got the door open derek pushed himself away from me stumbling over to a pile of dog food and collapsing onto the bags.
Stiles phone beeps signaling a text he reads it over before mumbling "Does nordic blue monkshood mean anything to you?" my head instantly snaps up to look at stiles.
"That bitch shot him with what?" I ask livid but dangerously calm.
Stiles glances at me wide eyed and stumbles over his words finally spitting the words back out "Nordic blue monkshood..."
Derek sighs exhausted "he needs to bring me the bullet"
"why?" stiles asks texting scott back telling him to come
"Because he's going to die with out it." I snap looking derek over once more "and by the looks of it...soon."
Me and stiles work together to get him into one of the back rooms, him stripping himself of his shirt as so as were in, now if it was any other time i would have taken the time to look him over, i mean come on even his abs have abs. but the mans dieing so i held on to some self control.
"you know that really doesn't look like anything some Echinacea and a good nights sleep couldn't fix" stiles tries hopefully
"when the infection reaches my heart it'll kill me" derek explained
"positivity really isn't in your vocabulary is it?" stiles drawls sarcastically
I snort "Oh because your gonna be all cheerful when your dieing, and some idiot is making you wish you were already dead"
"If he doesn't get here in time, last resort." Derek says successfully bringing our attention back to him
"Which is?" stiles asks as we watch him dig through cabinets
He turns around holding up a saw of some sort "One of you are gonna cut off my arm."
"You can take this one Azalea!" stiles yelps
I hold up my hands shaking my head "Oh no you don't i've seen enough body parts thank you its your turn"
"What! no you do it! your a winchester you guys probably do this sort of thing all the time!"
"Yeah? well welcome to the family!" I say pushing him toward derek
"What if you bleed to death?" He breaths out terrified, I feel bad for making him do it but i don't think i could bring myself to cut off one of dereks limbs. and it aggravates me.
"it'll heal if it works" Derek says his voice muffled from the blue band he's trying to tie on his arm
"Look i don't think i can" stiles rubs his hand down the back of his neck sheepishly
"Why not?!" derek snaps
"well because of the cutting of the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!"
"Do you faint at the sight of blood?" derek groans slaming his non injured arm down on the table
"Not but i might at the sight of a chopped of arm!" he cries
"Fine then how about this you cut of my arm or i'll cut of your head"
Well then that's one way to get her done...
"Look i am so not buying your thre-" stiles is cut of by derek who has him by his shirt half across the table. stiles panics "Ok, ok. fine. bought sold. i'll do it."
Derek suddenly jerks bending over the side of the table and spits up black blood, i rush over steadying him with one hand using the other to rub circles into the spiral tattoo between his shoulder blades, like my brothers have done the many times i've had to ingest vampire blood and been sick the next day.
"you have to do it now!" i yell
"I dont-" "JUST DO IT!" derek roars "ok! OK HERE WE GO!"
I hold my breath at the sound of the saw turning on only to let it out when we hear "Stiles!? what the hell are you doing!"
We turn to the door way seeing scott standing there a look of disgust on his face.
Stiles lets out a slightly hysterical laugh "Oh thank god you just prevent a life time of nightmares"
"Did you get it?!" I yell at scott making him jump before handing derek the bullet
"what are you gonna do with it?" scott asks curiously
"Im gonna-gonna" derek sways suddenly falling to the floor dropping the bullet on the way
"Son of a bitch!" I yell "Scott get me the bullet!" I screech vaguely hears stiles yell about thinking derek was dead
"I got it!" scott finally yells, I grab it from him "Quick get me a lighter. Stiles get him awake!"
He throws his hand up "How?!"
"Punch him!" i suggest snatching the lighter from scott
"Please don't kill me for this" stiles mutters before slamming his fist into dereks face effectively getting him to wake up, pulling him to his feet as i bite off the top of the bullet tapping the side of it against the table to get the wolfsbane out lighting it one fire.
And leaning away from the flames as they spark carefully scooping it up in my hand i grip dereks arm look him straight in the eyes "You ready?"
He gives me a tiny nod and i suck in a deep breath before pushing it into the bullet wound pulling the boys out of the way as he drops to the ground screaming in agony. he arches he back up off the floor and they all watch in fascination as the dark vein's fade away and the bullet hole closes up in a poof of blue smoke
It quiet for a minute everyone processing what just happened. stiles is the first to break the silence "That. was. awesome! yes!" derek glares at him and scott gapes at him while i just shake my head and chuckle fondly
"Are you ok?" scott asks warily looking down at derek as he catches his breath in the floor
"except for the agonizing pain?" he bites out sarcastically
"I guess the ability to use sarcasm is a sign of good heath" stiles muses
I roll my eyes reaching my hand down to help derek up he takes it with out hesitation and i smile softly at him hopefully reassuring.
"Ok we saved your life so now your gonna leave us alone all of us" scott says with a pointed look at me, derek follow's his gaze to me and glares full force at scott "Or im gonna go back to the argents and tell them-"
"Your gonna trust them? you think they can help you?" derek rants outraged
"Why not they're a heck of a lot nicer then you" scott shoots back.
I scoff and derek catches my gaze with a look i can't describe before turning back to scott "Yeah i can show you exactly how nice they are."
Stiles drives us to dereks car leaving us with the promise to see us at school the next day. before driving home to his dad.
we pull up to the hospitals long term care unit some time later following derek inside. Ignoring scott questions as to why we're here. I already know why were here and I swallow down the anxious feeling in my stomach.
Derek leads us into a dark room were a man sits in a wheelchair completely unmoving
"who is he?" scott asks
"My uncle. peter hale" derek says voice tense I reach down and grab his hand, i can feel his gaze on the side of my head but i don't move my gaze from peter i just simply squeeze his hand in reassurance.
"Is he like you a werewolf i mean?" scott questions
"He was now he's barely even human. six years ago when my sister and i were at school our house caught fire. eleven people were trapped inside he was the only survivor"
"So what makes you so sure they did it?" scott aks defiantly i shake my dead at him.
"They were the only ones who knew about us" derek clarifies
"So then they had a reason" scott says i turn to him mouth a gape. who says something like that? 'they knew you were different so that gives them a reason to burn your family alive?'
Derek leans forward "You tell me what justifies this scott" He says as he turns the wheel chair around revealing the brunt and lifeless face of his uncle
"No one has a reason to do that scott" I say softly turning their attention to me "Werewolf hunters have of code, they say they'll only kill an adult and only with absolute prove that they've spilt human blood. there were children in that house and people who didn't even have the wolf gene. nothing justifies that" I lecture
We all turn at the shrill voice of a redheaded nurse "What are you doing here? visiting hours are over!"
"We were just leaving" derek grumbles pulling me along with him scott trailing behind us.
Derek drops scott off at home on our way to the school so i can pick up my car, when we pull into the parking lot we sit in silence for a second until i gather myself, i lean over and before i can even talk myself out of it i plant a firm kiss on the werewolf's cheek whispering "Im glad your ok. bye derek"
I quickly pull myself from the car and run over to my Mercedes revving the engine and peeling out of the lot with a sequel of the tires. and if derek had a soft smile playing on his lips the entire way home..well no one has to know.
AN/
Hey guys thank you so much for the reviews on the last chapter they mean so much to me! I tried to get this chapter us faster then the last one and i hope you liked it! please leave a review if you liked it it gets me excited to write the next one faster and you get more to read! :) alright thats it! until next time~ LilMissSomethingElse