Sara's POV
I yawn walking out my room looking at Stiles as he tries to creep down the corridor quietly, which won't happen with me since I could hear him a mile away.
"Really you're going to try and sneak out?" I ask him sarcastically pulling up the shoulder of Derek's top that I'm sleeping in because it smells like him and I get lonely when he doesn't stay the night with me.
"Scott called werewolf stuff is going on," he says to me pointing at the front door staring at me as I stand there, I look down and realise he's staring at my pants. I pull the front of the top down to cover my pants glaring at him.
"Go handle your own stupid crap. I'm too tried for it," I say to him stepping back inside my room slamming the door in his face as he continues to stare at me. I scowl he is such a idiot with girls ever since we were kids he's stared and drooled at the girl he likes because he seems incapable of putting a sentence together. For some one who is extremely smart shouldn't he be able to figure out some sort of formula to talk to girls, okay he isn't that big of nerd but he's a pretty big nerd at times. I flop face down on my bed wriggling under my covers getting comfy going back to sleep.
Stiles POV
I lean back in my seat as me Scott and Sara wait for our test papers to come back to us; I lean forward slapping him on the shoulder to talk.
"If Derek isn't the alpha and he's not the one that bit you. Then who did," I say to him Scott keeps his eyes on the teacher, as he gets closer with the papers. Sara sits across from me balancing a pencil on her nose like a trained seal at the zoo as we wait.
"I don't know," Scott says.
"Did the alpha kill the bus driver?" I ask him.
"I don't know," he says again. I sigh leaning back turning my head to see Sara waving at me I look at her with raised eyebrows as she shows me her test paper a big fat red A on the top corner.
"Dude I thought I failed," she says smiling at the two of us.
"Sara come on this isn't the time if I get another D my mum is going to kill me," Scott says to her.
"Not if the alpha doesn't get you first grumpy pants," she says turning back in her seat looking at her test; I can see her puffing her cheeks out like she does when she's pissed off with the two of us. I lean forward in my seat again towards Scott.
"Does Allison's dad know," I don't finish my sentence when Scott cuts me off.
"I don't know," he says a little to loudly so that everyone turns round, I glance at my test paper and see an A. Scott groans running a hand down his face as he looks at the big D on his paper, Sara lets out a whistle at Scott's grade.
"Dude you need to study more," I say, Sara nods her head.
"Scott I said I would help you study for this," she says spinning her pencil round in her hands. He throws his paper down on his desk making us both back off slightly.
"Okay, that was a joke dude. It's one test you'll make it up," I say to him.
"Do want help studying?" Sara asks him spinning round in her chair. Scott sighs shaking his head at us.
"No, I'm studying with Allison after school today," he says, I look at Sara who raises her eyebrows interested in this as much as I am.
"That's our boy," she says grinning at him.
'We're just studying," he says to her.
"Eh no you're not," I say to him hitting my hand off the desk.
"I'm not?" Scott asks, Sara stares at him with an open mouth looking at me.
"Is he actually a teenage boy?" she asks me point her pencil at him.
"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through him. If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity. I swear to god I will have you de-balled," I say to him.
"Okay, just stop with the questions man," Scott says slightly embarrassed that he didn't get that his study date was going to end in a little party for him.
"Okay done no more questions. No more talk about the alpha or Derek. Especially Derek, who still scares me and is now someone's creepy boyfriend who I do not want to find in my house," I say looking at Sara who pulls a face at me.
"So are you to going to tell me what happened last night?" she asks but the bell goes before she can and I know she has a free period, which she's is probably going to spend with her creepy boyfriend. I watch her push all her stuff off her desk and into her bag running out the door as she continues to shove stuff in her bag a massive smile on her face.
Derek's POV
I clench my fists as I walk down the hallway; every step I take sends flashes of pain through my body as the wound continues to burn. I grit my teeth when a kid runs into my shoulder I keep my eyes trained on the floor trying not to kill someone right now. God was I this annoying when I was a teenager. I lift my head when I see the Jackson kid at his locker and a familiar laugh; I look at him as he smiles at Sara as she stands next to his locker looking amazing as usual a massive smile on her face. I hold back an urge to slam his face into his locker when he pushes her hair behind her ear smiling more at her.
"So I have to come too Stiles to study?" he asks her.
"Yeah sorry my dad's being so over protective with these animal attacks so I'm living with Stiles for now," she says leaning back against the locker next to his. I watch Sara put her hand on his arm, I clench my fists tightly digging my nails into my palms getting angry at their touching.
"Got to go I'll text you Stiles address later," she says smiling at him before she begins to walk off in the other direction luckily so she won't see me, I see her wave her hand in front of her face like there's a bad smell and there probably is from me. I walk up to him trying buster all the strength I can to pull myself up straight in front of him.
"Where's Scott McCall?" I ask him as he looks at me turning away from staring at Sara as she turns a corner.
"Why should I tell you?" he asks.
"Because I asked you politely. And I only do that once," I say trying to resist all my urges to slam his face so hard into that locker and break a few teeth.
"Hmm okay tough guy. How about I help you find him if you tell me what your selling him. What is it? Is it Dianabol? HGH?" he asks me, is this kid stupid or just seriously cocky?
"Steroids," I say looking at him slightly confused as to why he's asking this. I sigh moving to step away from him but he pushes me back in front of him, I am going to break his neck if he doesn't let go of me.
"No girl scout cookies. What the hell do you think I'm talking about? By the way whatever it is your selling I would stop sampling your merchandise. You look wrecked," he says looking me up and down. I feel the blood begin to run down my arm in a stream, I clench my fist trying to stay in control of my shift.
"I'll find him myself," I say walking away from him.
"No we're not done here," he says grabbing hold of me. I grab hold of his slamming him up against his locker, my hand on the back of his neck; he winces from the force of hitting the locker.
"We're done here and you touch her again I will come back and rip your throat out," I say to him becoming extremely protective over Sara, I step back realising I've actually cut my claws into his neck I turn walking away as fast as I can needing to find one of the pair of idiots. Not Sara, she can't see me like this I don't want too hurt her because I can't control myself. I stop leaning against a wall holding my injured arm I begin to focus on the sounds around me trying to find one of those idiots in the mass of people. I keep listening I stop when I hear Scott's girlfriend talking to the Lydia girl about Scott coming over and about covering up.
"Hi Alison," I stop knowing that voice. Sara. I hear Allison reply to her quickly as Sara as she begins to walk closer to where I am; I push myself up off the wall walking as fast as I can away from her.
Sara's POV
I walk down the hallway looking at the photo of me and Derek on my phone, we're lying on my bed after the night he claimed me he took it without me knowing I love it so much. That night was so perfect, I stop smiling when I smell something that shouldn't be there. Blood? Did someone hit in the face at lacrosse? But lacrosse practise isn't on today. I stop looking down at my feet to see the little red dot on the floor. I bend down putting my finger in it, I sniff it coughing when I smell the wolfsbane mixed in with it.
"Oh wow that's disgusting," I lift my head and look at Stiles as he stands in front of me holding his bag strap a hand in his pocket watching me sniff the blood.
"Yeah it is," I say wiping the blood on a locker beginning to walk down the hallway with Stiles, neither of us says anything I open my mouth but close it again no idea how to break the awkward silence.
"Sorry about last night I didn't mean to stare," he says to me, I laugh wrapping my arm round his shoulder pulling him into a headlock as we walk out the school towards his jeep. Stiles pushes me off him as we get to his jeep I laugh throwing my bag in the back seat climbing into the front with him. I really can't stay mad at him we've been through too much crap together.
"So how about some music?" I ask getting my Ipod out beginning to hook it up to his car stereo.
"Oh god no I am not listening to your music for another day after school and through the night is bad enough," he says knocking my Ipod out my hands sending it flying to the backseat of the jeep. I stick my tongue out at him as he pulls the jeep out driving towards the exit, I dig my phone out my pocket checking for any messages or text from my dad, I sigh when I see it's empty.
"Has he not," Stiles is cut short when he stops the jeep suddenly, I hold onto the dashboard as we both stare open mouthed at Derek as he stands in front of us looking too pale for my liking.
"Oh my god," Stiles says looking at me as I unfasten my seat belt trying to get to him as fast as I can, people begin to honk horns at us trying to get us to move. I flip them the finger as I get to Derek he keeps his eyes trained on the ground not looking at me.
"Derek hey look at me," I say reaching him he doesn't say anything as he begins to sway. I move forward grabbing hold of his arm trying to hold him up but I end up falling beside him, I look at Stiles unsure what to do as I crouch next to him.
"You got to be kidding me. This guy's everywhere," I glare at Stiles when he says that not being any help and just staying in his jeep looking at us. I watch Scott run over to us he bends down as Derek shakes his head trying to stay focused.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asks him.
"I was shot," Derek says as I put his arm round my shoulder keeping him from putting his face in the road.
"He's not looking so good, dude," Stiles says looking at Derek's pale face.
"Why aren't you healing?" I ask him getting concerned about him.
"I can't it was a different kind of bullet," he says out of breath just from talking to us. I put my hand on his cheek wincing slightly at how hot he is, he takes hold of my hand holding it to his cheek more.
"A silver bullet?" Stiles asks him earning a glare.
"No you idiot," Derek hisses at him keeping my hand to his cheek.
"Wait. That's what she meant when she said you had 48 hours," Scott says to us.
"What? Who said 48 hours?" Derek asks Scott dropping my hand from his cheek.
"The one who shot you," Scott says as Derek's face twists up in pain, I step back looking at him as his eyes flash Scott looks round making sure no one saw that.
"What are you doing? Stop that," he says to Derek.
"That's what I'm trying to tell you I can't," he says nearly growling at Scott as his eyes stay that amazing shade of blue.
"Derek get up," Scott says as people continue to honk there hours more gathering around the parking lot to look at us, I spot Jackson getting out his car looking straight at me. I look away looking at Scott as he begins to load Derek into the front seat of Stiles jeep; I grab hold of him as he shuts the door Derek watching us.
"Why didn't you tell me," I say to him getting angry for not being in the loop with this.
"I didn't know it was him that got shot," he says to me.
"Scott he could die. I-i don't want that I can't," I say my voice beings to tremble as I try not to cry in the middle of the parking lot. Scott looks at me as tears beginning to run down my cheeks, all of three of them look at me as I try not to cry.
"Scott, I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used," Derek says to Scott who nods his head at Derek still looking at me as I wipe at my eyes breathing deep holding back my sobs.
"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" Scott asks turning to look at Derek as I calm myself down.
"She's an Argent, she's with them," Derek says.
"Why should I help you," Scott says, I bite my lip he has to help he can't not help.
"Because you need me," Derek simply says to him, I look at him as he sits in the car looking so ill it make's me feel ill just looking at him. I move round Scott climbing into the back seat beside my school bag I stare at the floor trying to keep myself from starting to cry at the idea that I could lose Derek in 48 hours.
"Hey get him out of here," Scott says to Stiles as he gets back in the car.
"I hate you for this so much," he says starting the jeep up and driving away, I turn my head and look at Scott as Allison comes up to ask him about why Derek was here.
"Sara," I turn my head back and see Derek looking at me as I sit in the back, I don't say anything to him as I pull my knees up hiding my face in them closing my eyes as tears begin to fall from my eyes beginning to soak the sleeves of my top. If he dies I'm going to end up dying alone, we mate for life some can move on after the death of their mate but most don't and end up dying alone. I lift my head slightly just as Derek drops his jacket in the back seat over me, I squeak when it all goes dark but stop breathing deeply when his smell fills the air round me. I feel myself begin to relax pulling the jacket tighter round myself.
"Come on," Stiles says throwing his phone down clearly not happy with Scott's reply to him.
"Try not to bleed out on my seats, okay," he says to Derek as he sits slumped in the seat barely moving.
"We're almost there," he says to Derek as he sways slightly in his seat, I sit up moving forward putting my hand on his neck unsure how else I can help him right now. Derek relaxes slightly as I brush my thumb up and down his neck gently trying to keep him calm so he doesn't shift.
"Almost where?" he asks Stiles.
"Your house," Stiles says I can hear the tone in his voice knowing he's thinking it's not really a house more a burnt up heap that he has taken to calling Derek's creepy cave of creeping.
"What. No you can't take me there," he says to him. Stiles looks at him trying not to laugh at his point.
"I can't take you to your own house?" he asks scoffing at him.
"Not when I can't protect myself," Derek says. Stiles shakes his head pulling his jeep over to the side of the road I look at him trying to guess what he is about to say or do.
"What happens if Scott doesn't find your magic little bullet hmm?" Stiles asks him making his usual over dramatic hand gestures.
"Are you dying?" he asks him, I sigh leaning back in my seat just watching the two of them fight with each other since it's rather amusing.
"Not yet I have a last resort," Derek says I open my mouth to ask what it is but Stiles talks over me like he always does.
"What do you mean? What last resort?" Stiles asks getting rather irritated. We both stop when Derek lifts his sleeve up to show the wound, I cover my mouth as the smell begins to make me gag, there's wolfsbane in that oh god he really could die.
"Oh, my god! What is that? Oh is that contagious? You what you should probably just get out," Stiles says gagging as he tries to move away from it, I cover my mouth as I start to feel the vomit coming up my throat.
Stiles POV
I look at Sara as she jumps out my car running behind it throwing up on the road, I open my door and walk round the back to see if she's okay.
I look at her, as she stands bent over tears rolling down her cheeks as she wraps an arm round her stomach trying not to be sick again. I reach out to put my hand on her shoulder when she bends over again throwing up I turn around knowing she doesn't want me to see that. I turn round when I hear metal being cut; I stare at Sara as she digs her claws in the back of my jeep ripping a bit out. I open my mouth waving my arms at the hole in the back of my jeep. No! This thing is a piece of crap as it is I don't need her ripping bits out.
"If he dies I will kill them," she says her voice raspy she starts to cough roughly.
"Sara you can't do that," I say watching as she stands up straight her fists clenched tightly I can sense how angry she is at the hunters and at Scott's for not telling her this sooner even though he didn't know it was Derek who got shot.
"Why not Stiles! They kill us I can kill them!" she yells at me turning her head her eyes that really scary shade of violet.
"Sara you kill one of them they will hunt you," we both look at Derek as he looks at Sara concerned about her clearly. She sighs unclenching her fists looking at Derek I can see how scared she is of this whole thing and that scares me. I've never seen Sara scared in the whole time we've been friends I've never seen it, she's always been the brave one out of the three of us.
"Come on," I say putting my hand on her shoulder leading her towards the open jeep door but she slams it shut opening the door climbing in between Derek's legs. I stare at the two of them as she gets comfy with him, Derek pulls her up closer to him wrapping an arm round her waist holding her close as he nuzzles his face in her neck.
"You two are disgustingly cute," I say slamming the door shut walking back round to the driver seat.
Derek's POV
I look at Sara as she sits in my lap finally coming close to me and looking me in the eye. I hate how much this is scaring her I know she's worried I will die but I will do whatever it takes to make sure I don't die even if that means losing a limb.
"Start the car now," I say to Stiles as he gets back in.
"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look. In fact I think if I wanted to I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead," he yells at me, I hear Sara growl at his comment I push her top up running my hand along the dip in her back she lets out a soft sigh relaxing.
"Start the car now or I'm going to rip your throat out," I pause needing to catch my breath slightly.
"With my teeth," I say glaring at Stiles knowing he'll give into me. Stiles looks at Sara who just sticks her tongue out at him knowing I'm right and that this is not going to end the way he likes it, he sighs starting the car.
Sara's POV
I look at my phone as it starts to vibrate I moan turning myself more in Derek's chest quite happy not wanting to answer it. But I'm going to have to or he will come back up here early to check on me and then blow his top when he finds out I let Derek claim me.
"Hey Stiles I'm going to take this out the car okay," I say opening the door sliding off Derek and out onto the cold street, I shiver slightly as I redial my dads number. I can feel eyes on me as I pull my hood up over my head. I turn and look at Derek as he watches me with those eyes that try to hide the pain but fail. I blow him a kiss as my dad picks up his phone probably phoning to tell me to meet someone to talk about our pack. Our family pack was rather large my grandfather built it up till our numbers where nearly in their hundreds but now we are about sixty strong almost all of us born werewolves.
"What is it?" I ask becoming serious with him.
"That Argent is there isn't she," he says to me, I know the one he's talking about. Kate Argent the bitch who shot my mother just to get my dad out and ever since I've been out to spill her blood. I wonder if she'll recognise me since the last time she saw me I was barely ten running away from her as she shot at me. Just to get my dad out to kill him.
"She's here I followed her car last night coming in from DC," I say glancing at Derek as he and Stiles glare at each other discussing where we're going to take Derek since he insists on not going back to his house.
"You need to come up here if she sees you she'll knows we're still here," he says to me, concerned about me I laugh at his concern.
"Sara this is nothing to laugh about," he says to me anger in his voice.
"I can take care of myself with her. I could kill her and everything would be fine," I say to him looking up at the sky as the stars begin to come out a few appearing above me.
"Nothing would be fine Sara. They would come after you because you killed one of them," he says to be I can hear him getting angry at me for talking about killing her.
Derek's POV
I can hear Sara and her dad talking about some hunter that Sara wants to kill.
"Sara get yourself in your car right now and drive up here," I listen to her dad try to convince her to come up to DC to stay with him for safety I know Sara can easily defend herself against hunters but she's talking about spilling blood. If you spill the blood of a hunter they will come after you and kill you like they killed my sister.
"No I'm staying here Scott needs me here," she says I can see her eyes glance at me quickly.
"Scott will be fine Derek can take care of him. I want you safe Sara," her dad says, which makes her clench her jaw. God I wish this hadn't happened then she wouldn't be like this right now with her dad.
"I'm staying here," she says before ending the phone call abruptly just as Stiles gets a call from Scott. I watch Sara come back over opening the door I move slightly for her to climb back into my lap but she stays on the sidewalk just looking at me with cold eyes. She sighs wiping at her eyes as tears start to pool in her eyes, I want to move and wrap my arms round her but every time I move it hurts so fucking much.
"Sara get back in the car please," Stiles says to her, she nods her head climbing back into my lap curling up into a ball tears silently rolling down her cheeks.
"I hate him so much," she says quietly her face buried in the sleeve of her hoodie. I put my hand on her cheek making her lift her head to look at me I lean in to her putting my forehead against hers.
"No you don't and he won't take you away," I say kissing her forehead gently as Stiles drums his fingers on the dashboard waiting for us to finish, I glare at him Stiles just raises his eyebrows at me not caring about my look. I watch as Stiles picks up his phone when Scott finally calls, I breathe in a sharp breath as the wound begins to burn more.
"What am I supposed to do with him?" Stiles asks getting just as annoyed with my company as I am with his.
"And by the way, he's starting to smell," he says sighing, I turn my head glaring at him Sara puffs her cheeks out kicking him in the leg at his comment, Stiles hits her feet away as Scott talks to him.
"Like death," he says, I stop moving when Sara nuzzles her face into my neck breathing in my scent she pulls away looking at me with a soft smile.
"You don't smell like death," she says to me smiling, I try to smile but I don't have the energy too.
"What about your boss?" Stiles asks Scott, I hear Sara stifle a laugh I look at her as she covers her mouth with her hands trying to keep a serious face but I can see her mouth twitching into a smile. Stiles sighs handing the phone over to me.
"You're not going to believe where's he's telling me to take you," he says rubbing his eyes. I take the phone from him unwrapping my arm from around Sara so I can talk to Scott.
"Did you find it?" I ask him.
"How am I supposed to find one bullet? They have a million! This house is like the freaking Walmart of guns!" he says me.
"If you don't find it, then I'm dead, all right," I say to him, Sara looks away from me from that comment not wanting to think about the fact that she may have to go on living without me.
"I'm starting to think that wouldn't be such a bad thing," he says to me I can hear him pacing in circles like a caged animal.
"Then think about this. The alpha called you out against your will. He's going to do it again. Next time you either kill with him or you get killed. So if you want to stay alive, then you need me. Find the bullet," I say to him before hanging up on him I toss Stiles his phone back looking at Sara as she doesn't look at me and just wraps a strand of her hair round and round her finger. God if I live through this she is going to hate me so much for putting her through all this crap, Sara runs her fingers over a piece of black suede that sits round her neck. Stiles starts the car I close my eyes leaning back in my seat focusing on the sound of Sara's heartbeat as we drives towards the animal clinic.
Stiles POV
I lift open the door to the back of the animal clinic Sara stands beside me an arm round Derek as she helps him stay up right because neither of us is going to be able to move him if he collapses on us. I wouldn't help any way he's just been giving me crap all night so why the hell should I help. I turn the lights on picking up my phone as Derek shuffles like un-oiled robot over to a stack of dog food and flops himself down on it.
"Does Nordic blue monkshood mean anything to you?" I ask Derek turning round to look at him. I try not to grimace as I look at his nasty sickly pale face.
"It's a rare form of wolfsbane. Tell him he needs to bring me the bullet," he says trying to focus on something and that something seems to be Sara's ass, even shot he's still a massive creep.
"Why?" I ask him.
"Because he'll die without it," Sara says from beside me her phone in her hand as she dials a number turning her back to us walking away to take the call.
Sara's POV
I push my hair out my face waiting for Jackson to pick up his phone so I can lie to him about why he can't go to Stiles so we can study. I put one hand in my jean pocket switching from foot to foot waiting for him to pick up.
"Hmm talk dirty to me cutie," I laugh when he picks up the phone.
"No Jackson I called to tell you I just got called to do inventory in work," I say hating having to lie to him. But it's not like I can say oh yeah I can't come study because my werewolf boyfriend just got shot with a magical bullet that could kill him and oh yeah I'm a werewolf too. Crazy right?
"Aw I was hoping for some dirty talk there," he says laughing a little. I laugh more as he begins to talk to me about his life, I like talking to Jackson even if he can be an asshole at times he is still a nice guy. But my laughter is cut short when someone grabs my phone out my hand throwing it across the alley. I step back as I look at Derek as he stands his eyes flashing blue at me, I stare at him scared of him suddenly as he steps forward grabbing hold of my arm tightly. I wince as his grip tightens round my arm.
"You stay away from him," he says harshly to me his grips tightening even more I try to pull my arm free but he squeezes down more to get me to look at him. Sara calm down it's just the bullet making him like this, I think to myself. He would never hurt me normally; he's not like that.
"Do you hear me!" Derek yells at me, I close my eyes tears running down my cheeks my heart slamming against my rib cage as my legs beginning to get weak under me. This isn't him. It's just the wolfsbane in his system he wouldn't do this if it wasn't there. I scream when his grip tightens so much that the bone in my arm snaps, tears begin to run freely down my cheeks as I clutch at my arm looking at Derek pleading him to let go.
"Derek! Let go!" I look at Stiles as he pulls Derek off me. My legs give out from under me I clutch my hand into my chest falling to the ground looking up at Derek as he begins to snap out of his anger. I pull my arm close to my chest sobbing quietly.
"Sara, no I didn't mean too," I look at Derek as he stands staring down at the hand that broke my arm, I shake my head hoping Stiles gets the idea and takes him away from me.
Stiles POV
"What the hell was that!" I yell at Derek pushing open the doors through the clinic towards the surgery room as he stares blankly ahead just as confused by his actions as me.
"The wolfsbane is affecting my shift I can't control my anger over things right now. So don't piss me off," he says glaring at me before he starts to pull his top off, I hold back my vomit when I get a whiff of his nasty wound.
"Yeah well let me remind you I'm the one who can help you with that and I could easily just let you die," I say to him because I would quite happily let him die in pain right now for breaking Sara's arm out there.
Scott's POV
I stop my bike outside the delivery bay I can hear someone crying inside the clinic, I walk in quickly to see Sara sitting on the floor clutching her arm tightly as she sobs quietly.
"Sara what happened? Did you hurt your arm?" I ask looking at her as she wipes her tears away angrily not looking at me as she scowls at herself. I take hold of her arm looking at it as she watches me, I can't find anything wrong pressing my fingers up her arm looking for anything wrong.
"It was Derek," she says biting at her lower lip as more tears run down her cheeks, I take hold of her hand squeezing it as Sara starts to cry more.
"He got angry at me, Scott get that bullet out please," she says looking up at me with massive puppy dog eyes.
"I don't want to now but I will because if I don't I know you'll be pissed off at me," I say to her taking hold of her hands pulling her up to her feet. Sara wipes her eyes smiling at me. I laugh pulling her into a hug happy to see her smiling which is much better than a sobbing wreck of a best friend.
"Thank you Scott," she says as we continue to hug.
"Hey I'm your best friend it's w I'm here for," I say stroking her head as we stand hugging she holds onto me tightly. I step back from her keeping hold of her hand leading her towards the surgery room; Sara keeps her eye trained on the ground. I can hear her heart beating fast in her chest I can't tell if she's scared about seeing Derek after he broke her arm or if it's adrenaline.
Sara's POV
I cling to Scott's hand like I'm a little kid on my first day of school not wanting to leave my mums side. My mind is racing as I think over what just happened, Derek broke my arm and from how slow it healed he snapped the bone clean in two. I am going to kill that Argent when I see her again; no one shots Derek while I'm around. I stop letting my hand slip out of Scott's he turns to look at me as I stand looking at him scared of what I'm about to do.
"Sara come on I promise I won't let him near you," Scott says to me.
"It's not that Scott I have something I need to go take care of," I say forcing a smile as I look at him. Scott raises his eyebrows at me he knows me to well to tell when I'm forcing smiles trying to keep a brave face on, I keep the smile on as I turn on my heel and walk quickly out the clinic towards the place I know that whore will be.
"Sara!" I close my eyes beginning to run when I hear Derek yell for me tears roll down my cheeks as I run away trying to get away as fast I can. I run through town towards Allison's house the cold nips at my bare skin making me run faster. I stop at the top of the hill behind her house my heart racing in my chest as I catch my breath back. I close my eyes focusing on the sounds from inside the house, I sort through them till I find her laughing at Allison's dad I listen to them talk about the alpha. I bite into my lower lip when I hear her laugh the same laugh she had when she shot my mum in the leg. She was human yet that sadistic bitch shot her over and over again just to get to my dad; I clench my fists tightly when I see her standing at the kitchen window looking up where I am. I can't tell if she's seen me I watch her turn and walk away from the window pulling the blinds down as she does, yeah she saw me all right. I sigh turning and walking away before I do something I will regret in the morning, I can feel silent tears rolling down my face as I think about my mum being shot like that again and again.
Derek's POV
I stop my car down the street from Stiles house, I can see Sara's car outside along with the sheriff department car so that means I can't just knock on the door like I hoped. I sigh leaning back in my seat looking at the window I know is Sara's room I lean forward when I see her come into view standing in one of my shirts. She brushes her hair looking out the window at my car with narrowed eyes, I sigh knowing I may as well go up and see her instead of sitting here all night. I duck down when I see the sheriff, knowing he will arrest me right here if he sees me sneaking into Sara's room. And I'm hoping staying the night in her room unless she pushes me out her window and if I learnt anything living with a teenage sister is girls can seriously hold a grudge. And werewolf girls will inflict a wound sometimes. I jump up onto the roof beside her window edging my way round trying not to push any thing off to alert anyone I'm up here. I stop when I'm greeted by Sara sitting on the widow ledge her eyes closed enjoying the breeze on her face.
"Here to apologise are we?" she asks not looking at me as she keeps her eyes closed. I sigh pulling myself into her room sitting with my back to the open window looking round her room at the clothes thrown on the floor, school books on her desk then at the photo frame on her bedside table. I look at the loose photo that is wedged into the photo frame the corner fluttering in the breeze. I look at Sara as she sits in her mums lap on the swing smiling up at her happily, Sara's mum died when I left Beacon Hill just a few weeks after my family died. We lost contact during that time; I stand up picking the frame up taking the photo out to look at the photo behind it. Sara smiles back at me in the picture of her Scott and Stiles standing in one of their back yards in swimsuits laughing I look at the necklace round her neck with a small silver ring hanging off it.
"That was last summer," I turn and look at Sara as she stands leaning against the window watching me as I stand looking at her in the picture, god I wish she was wearing that smile right now it would make me feel so much better.
"Sara I'm sorry about your arm." I say to her, Sara looks at the arm that I broke early turning it round in front of her eyes not saying a word to me.
"It's healed," she says to me running her hand over her arm.
"The ring in the picture," I say looking at her as she lifts her gaze looking at me. I watch as she pulls a piece of black cord out from under my shirt I look at the silver ring that probably doesn't even fit her pinkie anymore like it did when I won it at the fair when we were kids. I won it one summer I remember seeing her that day she was getting taller and slimmer and that she actually was a really pretty girl.
"I kept it because it reminded me of you and all the days we spent with each other as kids," she says to me smiling as she runs her fingers over it.
"I thought you would have gotten rid of it," I say to her stepping closer to her, I take hold of her fingers gently Sara smiles when I do. I relax happy that I can touch her and she isn't scared of me anymore I slide our fingers together holding her hand a little tighter just watching her as she stands in front of me smiling.
"I kept everything I could find that reminded me of you when you left," she says to me smiling letting go of my hand and walking over to her wardrobe. I sit down on her bed shrugging my jacket off as I watch her look through her bags for whatever it is she wants to show me, I can't help back take the opportunity to stare at her legs as she stands up god I love those legs.
"I put this together so I didn't forget you, which I know will never happen," she says coming back over to me holding a medium size wooden box in her hands sitting down beside me on the bed. I laugh when I see what's inside it, everything that we did as kids together and every memory we made together. Photos, tickets to amusement parks, movie stubs, 4th of July flags from when my family had the massive BBQ every year. I pick up the photo of her and me fast asleep in the living room of my house before it burnt down. I look at the two of us so innocent unaware of the events that were coming our way.
"This is my favourite," Sara says from beside me opening her laptop up putting a disc in it. I take the box from her putting it on the floor pulling her close into me as I watch the film start up and Sara's mum's appear on the screen a quizzical look on her face.
"Is it on?" she asks I stop for a second when I hear my mums laugh on the video as the camera turns round to show my mum alive smiling at it.
"Yeah it is come on they're going to stop in a minute," she says the two of them laughing as they walk through my house towards the living room, I can hear Sara's voice in the video along with mine. I watch as Sara and me at the ages of sixteen and fourteen appear we're standing the living room arguing over something. Even though she is about four inch's smaller than me she is still picking a fight with me.
"You said you could dance," she says to me crossing her arms over her chest.
"And I can now just try again," I listen to sixteen year old me talk to her and take hold of her round the waist, I remember thinking she was starting to look pretty back then but I was with that bitch at the time. The camera moves about as our mothers try not to laugh at the two of us as we dance round the room, I look at Sara in the video laughing watching her feet as she dances with me.
"Oh their so cute together," her mum says. I watch the camera turn round to show my mum again smiling at it as Sara's mum appears resting her head on her shoulder smiling as well.
"Now Derek if you ever see this I want you to know that the girl in there is the girl you moaned about to me being annoying when you were six and then at sixteen you punched a guy out cold because he hit on her. I know you may have other girlfriend's but," she pauses turning the camera back to us as I twirl Sara round into my chest holding her close I can see it all over my face.
"She is the one you love," I look away from the screen unable to watch anymore I should have picked Sara all those years ago, if I had picked her then my family would still be alive. I could still hear my mum laughing like that Sara would still have her mum with her we would both be even happier than we already are.
"Derek," I turn my head and look at Sara as she sits beside me her hand holding mine tightly.
"She was right Sara if I had picked you over Kate my family they would still be alive," I say to her. Sara puts her laptop on the floor turning to me putting her hand on my cheek her thumb stroking my cheek gently as she looks at me with concerned eyes.
"I thought that too but at the time neither of us were sure of our feelings," she stops moving in close to me kissing me gently I put my arm round her waist pulling her into my lap holding her close as I kiss her back.
"But we are now and no matter how much we want too we can't change the past," she says resting her forehead against mine holding my face in her hands smiling at me. I sigh closing my eyes just wanting to sleep, Sara laughs at me kissing me again softly an innocent kiss that makes me smile.
"Stay tonight please," she says to me pushing her hair behind her ear, I lift her off my lap placing her on the bed so I can get take my shoes and top off so I can sleep with her tonight.
"If you need to go help Scott you can just tell me okay," Sara says as I lie down beside her, I nod my head putting my arm round her waist pulling her close to me.