Chapter 7: Overslept

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Chapter Seven

The red eyes bore into her sleeping form. The figure stood in the corner of her room, he studied her as she turned over in her sleep, her hair falling over her face. Her chest rose and fell to a steady rhythm as she dreamt soundly. Stepping from the shadows he quietly walked over to stand over her. Reaching down he brushed her hair from her face before straightening back up.

Crystal eyes snapped open as she blinked her eyes to allow them to adjust to the darkness. It had a strange feeling, it was like she'd felt another presence in her room, causing her to get that tingle in her stomach, the one she only felt when around werewolves. Sighing she shook her head before turning onto her other side and closing her eyes but that's when she felt a breeze against her bare arms.

Glancing over her shoulder she saw her window to be wide open. Sitting up she pushed her blanket from her body and walking slowly towards the window. One thing she knew for certain, she never left it open. Pulling it down and locking it in place she glanced out the window once more before closing her curtains and walking backwards to her bed.

How the hell was she going to sleep now? Pulling her knees up to her chest she sighed, no longer tired. It was going to be a long night.

The sun peaked through her curtains, the rays crept up her bed before reaching her face. She gave a groan and turned away, shielding her eyes. It took a few minutes before she managed to get her bearings. She was lying on top of her blanket, scattered around her were drawings she'd done in the early hours of the morning. Not quite remembering what time she'd managed to finally fall asleep.

Glancing over at her alarm clock her eyes went wide. "Damnit" she was late. Scrabbling off her bed to grabbed a towel and went for a quick shower. Half an hour later she was driving to the school. Her hair was slightly damp still, having been put into two loose thick braided pigtails which feel over her chest. Never had she been late for school before. Parking up she grabbed her bag and rushed inside the school, heading for World History. She'd only missed a few minutes.

Opening the door, the entire class looked up to her as she closed the door quietly behind her, hoping to get to her seat without the teacher mentioning anything until the end of the class.

"Miss Price" she sighed and looked to him. "Glad to see you decide to turn up to my lesson. Don't make it a habit" he handed over her tests which had an A* in red at the top. "Well done, as always" she nodded to him and took a seat which just happened to be next to Stiles, Scott sat in front of him. The teacher went back to his lesson, having his back turned from them as he wrote on the chalkboard.

"Hey, you alright?" Crystal glanced over to Stiles who had a concerned look in his eye. He could tell she looked tired, judging by the dark circles under her eyes and the slightly damp hair she'd overslept.

"Fine" she smiled to him. Listening to the teacher ramble on about something she reached for her locket and began to fiddle with it. She often did this when she zoned out. Stiles glanced to her and saw the locket, he snapped back to the front. Him and Scott had yet to decide what they were going to do about the information they'd discovered on Crystal. But according to Scott, Derek did know and had done for over a week now, ever since the party when he'd run into Crystal. Now all Scott and Stiles needed to do was keep Derek from talking to Crystal and blowing her life up.

Crystal decided to tell Scott about what she'd seen outside her window last night. She waited for him outside the classroom.

"Hey" she turned and smiled to Allison, Lydia soon joining them.

"Hi" Crystal said to them both.

"What is going on with your hair?" Lydia asked. Crystal looked down to her loose braided pigtails.

"What about my hair?" she asked.

"Well, its barely dry. Do you even own a hairdryer?" she asked.

"I didn't have much time; I was late getting to school" she explained.

"That's no excuse, always look your best whatever the circumstances" she smiled. "Let's go" she said to them both. Crystal glanced back to see Scott and Stiles exiting the classroom but chose to go with Lydia and Allison instead.

The day felt like it would never end. Trying to keep herself awake she found herself gulping down two coffees so she wouldn't collapse onto her desk in class. Finally, the heavenly sound of the bell signalled the end of the school day giving her a reason to smile.

"So Scott's coming over tonight?" Lydia asked Allison when they arrived at her locker.

"We're just studying" Allison smiled back. Crystal lent against the lockers and found herself zoning out a little as Lydia continued to talk.

"Well 'Just Studying' never ends with just studying. It's like, getting into a hot tub. Somebody eventually cops a feel" she smiled.

"So what are you saying?" Allison asked.

"I'm just saying, you know, make sure he covers up" Crystal snapped out of her thoughts and looked to Lydia. Was she really saying this? Allison gave Crystal a confused look, she wasn't getting Lydia's subtle hint. Lydia patted Allison's shoulder with a giggle. "Hello Snow White, I'm talking about a condom" she said and started up the hallway.

"Are you kidding? After one date?" Crystal couldn't for some reason keep herself in the present. The lack of sleep and the nightmares, those red glowing eyes across the street were making her blank out everything else as she trailed behind them. Finally, she couldn't take anymore.

"Guys" she called as Lydia stopped mid-sentence and they both turned to look at her. "As much I enjoy talking about condoms and studying, which by the way is not going to be just studying" Lydia smiled and nodded to her.

"I told you" Lydia said to Allison.

"I uh have to go. Text you both later" she said with a smile.

"I told you it's never 'Just Studying'" Crystal heard Lydia say to Allison as she headed down the hallway and towards the car park. Her head was pounding, all she needed to do was to get back home, take some aspirin and curl up under her blanket. The sound of cars honking made her gasp and clutch the side of her head. Squinting against the sun she saw Stiles' jeep in the middle of the car park, but then her eyes travelled to the dark haired man wearing a leather jacket who was standing in front of Stiles' jeep. What was Derek doing here?

Derek stumbled a little before his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the floor. Crystal no longer cared for her lack of sleep and the ever growing headache. She bolted down the steps and pushed past people.

"Derek?" she asked and knelt down by his side, helping him to slowly sit up. Stiles jumped out and rushed to the front of the Jeep, looking to both Crystal and Derek. "Are you ok?" Crystal asked him as his eyes weren't focusing at all.

"Christiana" he sighed with a small smile. His hand came out and took hers, he was shaking for some reason.

"No, it's Crystal. Scott's friend" she replied. "I think he's hurt" she said to Stiles. Scott suddenly appeared as he joined Crystal next to Derek.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked Derek who gave a grunt.

"I was shot" he groaned as Crystal's eyes went wide.

"What?" she asked. She then noticed he wasn't putting any weight on his other arm.

"He's not looking so good, dude" Stiles stated the obvious.

"Why aren't you healing?" Scott snapped. The cars behind Stiles' jeep continued to honk their horns with irritation, people beginning to glance over, they were attracting too much attention.

"I can't, I was... it was a different kind of bullet" he explained.

"A silver bullet?" Stiles asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"No, you idiot" Derek snapped, glaring to him like a bug stuck on the bottom of his shoe.

"Wait. That's what she meant when she said you had 48 hours" Scott said, mainly to himself.

"Who?" Crystal asked.

"The one who shot him" Scott replied. A growl sounded next to Crystal as she turned to see Derek's eyes which were bright blue as she gasped.

"What are you doing? Stop that!" Scott hissed glancing around at the people watching. Derek was so close to exposing them all.

"I'm trying to tell you, I can't" he sighed. Crystal shook her head, she'd had enough of them standing around doing nothing, they needed to help Derek. Positioning herself under Derek's good shoulder to look to the pair of them.

"Right, Scott. Help me get him into the jeep, we need to take him somewhere, anywhere" she said as he looked to her and nodded.

"Wait, what?" Stiles asked. Scott and Crystal manoeuvred Derek and helped him to the jeep where they propped him up in the backseat.

"I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used" Derek said to Scott.

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" Scott asked.

"Because she's an Argent. She's with them" Derek replied as Crystal and Stiles looked to see people beginning to make their way over to the jeep.

"We have to go" Crystal said to them.

"Why should I help you?" Scott asked, glaring at Derek.

"Because... you need me" he sighed.

"Fine. I'll try. Get him out of here" he said to Stiles. Crystal hopped into the front passenger seat, before turning to look at Derek who was half and half conscious right now.

"I hate you for this so much" Stiles said to his best friend before getting into his jeep and driving off.

Silence. Crystal kept glancing to Derek in the back who was trying to stay awake, Stiles had his eyes focused on the road as she shifted in her seat. She felt the awkward tension but someone had to break this silence, she couldn't take another second of it.

"So, uh... Derek" she said as Stiles glanced to her, it sounded like she was trying to make small talk with the bleeding werewolf in the back. "Do you know who shot you?" she asked. Derek grunted in the back as he pushed himself up so he was sitting straight.

"I have my theories" he mumbled back. Crystal turned herself partly round and looked to Derek.

"Do you think it was Allison's dad?" she asked as he managed to focus his eyes long enough to look at her.

"That necklace" he said.

"What?" she asked confused about the random question.

"The locket around your neck" he snapped back at her, making her flinch a little. Crystal looked down at her tree locket and then back to him.

"Yeah, what about it?" she asked. Stiles looked to Derek in his mirror. Oh god, was he going to break the news to her right here. 'Oh hey Crystal, nice necklace. By the way did you know that your my long lost sister' no way was he going to allow Derek to ruin her life like that.

"Hey!" Stiles snapped to Derek as Crystal looked to him. "Try not to bleed on my seats, ok?" he said. "Crystal, message Scott from my phone and ask him if he's found the bullet yet" he hoped Derek would say no more on her locket. Crystal nodded and held out her hand, Stiles looked to her confused.

"Well I'm not going to put my hand in your pocket to retrieve now, am I?" she asked with an amused grin on her face. Derek gave a low growl in the back as Stiles heart rate picked up. He fished his phone from his pocket and gave it to her as she smiled and messaged Scott.

"May not get much out of him, their meant to be 'studying'" Stiles looked to her.

"Scott will get the bullet, he won't get distracted" Stiles reassured her but then when he looked to Crystal who was smiling he shook his head. "Who am I kidding. Ring him" he said as she nodded and put the phone to her ear but it went to voicemail.

"Yep, he's really committing himself to finding this bullet" she said and handed the phone back to Stiles.

"So you hang out with Lydia" Stiles said as Crystal nodded, knowing where this was going. She knew Stiles liked Lydia, he was infatuated with her. "Does she talk about me?" he asked. Crystal looked to him and knew he wanted to hear a yes, even if her answer was a no.

"Yeah, she talks about you" she found herself saying. A smile spread across his face, he looked very pleased with himself at that point.

"So what does she say?" he asked. Crystal let out a sigh but was interrupted by Derek's irritated voice from the back.

"As much as I love to listen to this teenage hormone crap, I would prefer silence" he groaned.

"Hey, my car, my rules. Anyways, we're almost there" Stiles snapped back to him. He was hating the fact that he was playing babysitter to this ass.

"Almost where?" Derek inquired.

"Your house" Stiles replied and put his foot down a little more on the pedal. He wanted to get this over with.

"What?" Derek asked. "No, you can't take me there" he sighed.

"I can't take you to your own house?" Stiles asked.

"Not when I can't protect myself" Derek replied.

"There looking for you?" Crystal asked.

"Maybe, the first place they'll check is our house" he replied. Crystal missed the 'our' part but Stiles' hadn't. Derek was on the edge right now. Stiles suddenly pulled over as Crystal had to grab onto her seat to stop herself from falling off it and into Stiles' lap. Stiles turned and looked to Derek.

"Right, so what if Scott doesn't find you little magic bullet?" he asked. Anger rising in him, he was extremely pissed off right now. "Are you dying?" he asked.

"Stiles" Crystal snapped.

"No, I want to know" Stiles replied. Derek locked eyes with Stiles.

"Not yet. I have a last resort" he said glaring at him.

"What do you mean? What last resort?" Stiles asked. Derek sighed and pulled up his sleeve to reveal a grotesque looking gunshot wound on his arm. Crystal's eyes went wide as she covered her mouth, the smell was sickening. Stiles turned his head. "Oh my god. What is that? Oh, is that contagious?" he asked and shook his head. "You know what, you should probably just get out" Stiles looked pale, like he was going to faint.

Derek lent forward, anger on his face. "Start the car. Now" he ordered. Crystal looked from Derek to Stiles. Stiles scoffed at Derek's order.

"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, ok?" Stiles pointed at finger in Derek's face. Crystal could see the rage in Derek's eyes. "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" Stiles finished with satisfied nod of his head.

"Start the car, or I'm going to rip your throat out, with my teeth" Crystal couldn't take any more.

"Alright" she put her hand on Derek's shoulder and gave him a gentle shove, knocking him back in his seat so he wasn't in 'biting' rage of Stiles' neck. "Stiles, please" she said as he looked to her. The anger on his face vanished as he sighed and nodded.

"Fine but I'm not happy about this" he said and started the car back up.

Derek groaned as she helped him sit down on the floor, they were inside a storage room in the animal clinic where Scott worked. He'd instructed them to take Derek there until he was able to find the bullet.

"Do you need anything?" she asked him as he shook his head. Stiles received a text from Scott.

"Does Northern blue monkshood mean anything to you?" he asked. Crystal head shot up at the mention of this. Over the years she had researched plenty on anything that could be harmful to her, encase she ingested or accidently came in contact with it.

"It's a rare form of wolfs bane" Derek sighed, he wasn't going to last much longer. "He has to bring me the bullet" he said.

"Why?" Stiles asked.

"Because I'll die without it" he explained. Stiles looked to Crystal as she nodded.

"I'm getting you some water" she said. "Watch him, make sure he stays awake" she advised Stiles before leaving through the side door.

"Scott said you discovered some information on Christiana" Stiles looked up to see Derek staring at him.

"Crystal and yes, I did. But you can't tell her. She doesn't know alright" Derek shook his head.

"I thought she was dead, and you want me not to tell her who she really is" Stiles stepped forward.

"Yes because if you even utter a word to her about any of this, Scott won't help you" he glared to him. Derek raised his eyebrows.

"You'd let me die, just like that" he asked. Stiles and him stared at each other in silence.

"Am I interrupting a private moment between the two of you?" she asked. Stiles looked to her and shook his head.

"Nope. We're good" he said.

"Those animals are going crazy in there, could barely hear myself think" she said and bent down with a glass of water in her hand. "Here" Derek took it and slowly sipped it.

"Thank you" he said as she smiled.

"Any word from Scott?" she asked. Stiles shook his head before he looked to the two of them. How was it possible that they were related? Crystal was the complete opposite to Derek, for one she wasn't an ungrateful ass, she was kind.

After a few minutes Derek was showing signs of deterioration. "We have to find something to slow this down" Crystal said to Stiles.

"Like what, I mean we're in an animal clinic" he replied. "Oh no, that's perfect. We can give him a shot; you know the ones they give to dogs to stop infection" Crystal glared to him.

"Really, a dog joke" she said with raised eyebrows.

"What, I thought it was funny" he sighed. Derek began to push himself up as she went to help him but he put his hand up to stop her.

"No, I can do it. I just need..." he walked off without finishing his sentence. They followed him until they came to the operating room. Derek pulled off his shirt, groaning from the wound before throwing it to the floor. Crystal didn't care much until she caught sight of the tattoo on his upper back. How was that possible, it was the symbol? The symbol she found herself doodling when bored, the exact same one. The triple spirals meeting in the middle.

"You know, that really doesn't look like anything some Echinacea and a good night sleep couldn't take care of" Stiles joked.

Derek glared to him before frantically opening draws and cabinets, he was looking for something in particular. "When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me" he explained.

"Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?" Stiles asked.

"Enough. What can we do to stop the infection?" she asked.

"The bullet" he replied.

"And what if, and this is a big 'if'. What if Scott doesn't get here in time?" she asked.

"Last resort" Derek answered.

"Which is?" Stiles asked. Derek reached into a draw and pulled out what he'd been searching for. He held up a small electrical saw as he looked to Stiles.

"You're going to cut off my arm" he said as Stiles' face dropped in utter shock. Was he joking? He must be. He really didn't expect Stiles to saw his arm off, did he?

"Ok, now what's the real plan?" she asked as he looked to her dead serious.

"This is it, Stiles is going to cut my arm off" he placed the saw onto the metal operating table before grabbing a latex glove and using it to cut off the blood supply to his arm. Stiles looked to the saw and slowly picked it up, examining it. He pressed the trigger button as the electric saw jumped to life in his hands, he let it drop to the table in horror.

"Oh my god" he sighed and looked to Derek who was tying a rubber strip around his upper arm. The black veins in his arms showing the spread of the infection were slowly creeping up. "What if you bleed to death?" he asked.

"It'll heal if it works" Derek mumbled back.

"Look, I don't know if I can do this" Derek looked to him before glancing to Crystal who held up her hands.

"Don't even think about asking me, no way. I think this is a crazy idea" she said as Stiles nodded.

"Not the only one" he agreed.

"Why?" Derek asked.

"Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!" Stiles shouted to him as Derek finishing tying the strip around his arm and lent forward, glaring at Stiles.

"You faint at the sight of blood?" he asked.

"No but I might at the sight of a chopped off arm" Stiles snapped back.

"Ok, how about this? Either you cut off my arm, or I'm going to cut off your head" Derek threatened as Stiles didn't look the least bit scared.

"You know, I'm so not buying your threats any..." but he was cut off by Derek leaning across the table and grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, yanking him so he was partly on top of the table. A growl erupted as Derek one moment had Stiles in his grasp and the next he was pressed up against the counter, an angry looking Crystal with her amber eyes holding him by the neck.

"Look, we said we'd help you. We're doing the best we can but you don't touch him, understand?" she asked and for the first time Stiles saw the Hale in her. She could get angry. Derek looked to her with a small smile.

"I was wondering when your anger would bubble to the surface, didn't think it was really you" he said.

"Ok, I'll do it. I'll do it" Stiles said as Crystal looked to him and he nodded. She stepped back and her eyes changed back to their normal dark green. Derek looked to Stiles before stepping up to the table once more. He held his arm out as Stiles sighed, his shaking hand going for the saw when suddenly Derek began to groan, using the table for support he was bent over in pain before throwing up black liquid onto the floor.

"What the hell is that?" Stiles asked and looked to Crystal, hoping she would know.

"Why you looking at me?" she asked.

"You're a werewolf, is that normal?" he asked.

"It's my body" Derek interrupted them with another groan. "Trying to heal itself" he cleaned the residue from his lips before straightening up.

"Well it's not doing a very good job at it" Stiles said, looking to the puddle of black goo on the floor and gagging a little.

"Look, maybe we should wait a little longer for Scott, he's probably on his way" Crystal really didn't want Stiles to have to cut Derek's infected arm off.

"No, you've got to do it. Now!" he ordered Stiles who held the saw in his hand, he looked like he too was going to throw up.

"Honestly, I don't think I can" he was hoping for Scott to call any moment.

"Just do it!" Derek shouted as Stiles jumped a little but nodded.

"Stiles!" Crystal screamed but a growl from Derek only pushed Stiles more.

"Oh my god. Ok, Ok" Stiles said panting as he placed the blade to Derek's arm, his finger hovering over the trigger.

"Oh god" Crystal turned her back, refusing to look.

"Alright, here we go!" Stiles screamed as Derek closed his eyes, waiting for the pain. Crystal had her back to them, waiting for that sickening sound of the electronic saw but they were interrupted by the sound of a door closing and footsteps approaching.

"Stiles!" Scott's voice sounded as Crystal let out a sigh of relief.

"Scott?" Stiles asked. Scott entered to see a very disturbing scene, Stiles holding a saw to Derek's wounded arm.

"What the hell are you doing?" he shouted and walked forward.

"Oh" Stiles dropped the saw to the table with a laugh. "You just prevented a lifetime of nightmares" he sighed. Derek turned to Scott.

"Did you get it?" he asked as Scott nodded and pulled the bullet from his pocket, handing it over.

"What are you going to do with it"? Stiles asked as they crowded around the operating table. Derek eyes began to go out of focus, he wobbled a little, his hand tightening on the side of the table to keep him up right.

"Derek?" Crystal asked.

"I'm going to, I'm going to..." but blacked out, falling to the floor and dropping the bullet as the sound of it rolling across the floor made Scott dive for it.

"No, no, no!" he shouted as it disappeared under a table and down a small grate.

"Derek!" Crystal screamed and ran to his side, grabbing his face she tried to wake him up but he was out cold. "Stiles, help me!" she screamed as he soon joined her.

"Derek, Derek. Come on, wake up" Stiles said but still nothing from him. "Scott! What the hell are we going to do?" he shouted, panic filling him.

"I don't know, I can't reach it" Scott replied as he was lying on the floor, trying desperately to reach the bullet in the grate.

"He's not waking up" Crystal said as she let Stiles take over. Stiles grabbed a hold of Derek's shoulders and shook them. Stiles' began to slap Derek on the side of the face, light at first but still no response.

"I think he dying" Stiles said and gave Derek's face another slap, this time harder. "I think he's dead" Crystal shook her head.

"Just hold on, I've almost got it!" Scott shouted back.

"Stiles, hit him" she said as Stiles looked to her.

"What?" he asked.

"Do it!" she screamed as Stiles looked down at Derek.

"Please don't kill me for this" he said and raised his fist, slamming it down onto the side of Derek's face as he let out a cry of pain. Derek's eyes peeled open as he gave a groan.

"I got it" Scott shouted as he stood up. Crystal helped Derek stand up as he wobbled a little before finding his balance.

"Give it to me" Scott passed him the bullet as he bit the cap off before tapping the powder onto the table. Grabbing a lighter from his pocket he lit the powder as it fizzed and crackled. Blue smoke rose from the powder as Derek inhaled it in through his nose before scooping the remaining powder from the table into his hand and placing it onto the wound. Everyone's eyes went wide, as well as their mouths when Derek used his finger to push the powder into the wound. A cry sounded from him.

"Is this supposed to happen?" Crystal asked as Derek stumbled and fell onto his back, clutching his injured arm. His back arched from the floor, a growl coming from deep within his chest. They all watched the black veins on his arm radically disappear until even the wound itself had completely healed. No one spoke for a few seconds as they all seemed to be in shock as Derek gasped and breathed heavily on the floor, no longer in pain.

"That was awesome!" Stiles said as he smiled and fist pumped the air. "Yeah!" he said nodding and turned to see Crystal and Scott looking to him like he was mental.

"I uh, I need to get some air. Or maybe something to erase that image from my mind" Crystal said and turned, leaving the room. Derek pushed himself up and stood straight.

"You ok?" Scott asked.

"Well, except for the agonizing pain" he said sarcastically as Stiles sighed.

"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health" he knew Derek would be ungrateful.

"Ok, we saved your life, which means you're going to leave us alone, you got that?" Derek raised his eyebrows, not really taking Scott's threat seriously. "And if you don't, I'm going to go back to Allison's dad, and I'm going to tell him everything" he said as Derek stepped closer to him.

"You're going to trust them? You think they can help you?" he asked.

"Well, why not? They're a lot freaking nicer than you are" he snapped back.

"I can show you exactly how nice they are" Derek replied as he reached down and grabbed his shirt. Ripping the rubber string from his arm he pulled his shirt on and looked to the both of them. "Now, I need to speak with my sister" as he went to walk past them but they moved so he couldn't get by. "Move. Now!" he shouted as they jumped a little but held their ground.

"No. Not now, not here. You can't go ruining her life" Stiles spoke up, Derek looked to them both unimpressed.

"And why would I listen to you?" he asked. "A second ago you wanted me to leave you alone. She's my family, therefore I have a right to talk with her" he said.

"Alright... I'll help you but you have to promise not to tell Crystal, understand" Scott said as Derek looked to him. "I'll help you find the Alpha" Derek was quite for a moment before nodding.

"Fine, but we need to go somewhere first" he said.

"Everything ok?" Crystal asked as she walked back in, her face showing more colour now she'd gotten some air.

"Yep, we're all done here. Thanks" Derek said as he looked to her. Stiles went to speak but in the end he didn't have to as Derek turned and left the room.

"Right, I need to be getting home or else my Mom will be sending a search party for me" she smiled as Stiles nodded.

"I'll give you a ride back to school so you can grab your car" she smiled to him. The three of them left the animal clinic and headed for Stiles' jeep parked across the road.

"It's been another strange day" Crystal smiled to them. "You guys seem to attract it" she added with a playful shove to Stiles' shoulder as he smiled back at her.

"Well, you're part of the gang now, get used to it" he said as he gave her a playful shove back as she giggled.

"Ahh, my lifelong dream" she said before looking to Derek who stood leaning up against the jeep.

"Let's go" he ordered as Stiles grumbled.

"We did good today" Crystal said as Scott got in the back with Derek.

"We did" Stiles agreed.

"Fantastic Partners in Crime" she winked to him before getting into the passenger's seat. Stiles smiled as he climbed into his jeep and drove them back to the school.

A/N: Ridiculously long chapter. Wanted to add more Crystal dialogue in this chapter, a lot more interaction between Stiles and Crystal, as well as Derek and Crystal interacting.

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