A few minuet before the final bell, Amelia walked down the hall alone. Because she was trying to stay away from Scott and Stiles, she was tried of hearing about Alison and Lydia all the time. She was happy that Scott had found a girl he liked she really was. But ever since he had meet Alison, Amelia was starting to feel like she didn´t matter and with Stiles it was always Lydia this and Lydia that.
"Where is Scott McCall or Amelia Blackmore?"
"Why should i tell you?"
"Because i asked politely and i only do that once."
Amelia shook her head she should have known that he would not have stayed away from Scott like she as asked him, But curiosity got the better of her. She pocked her head around the corner to see Derek and he looked like he was about to pass out on the spot.
"Hmm." Jackson said." Okay, tough guy. You know, how, how about i help you find him if you tell me what you are selling him? It´s it, uh, Dianbol? Hmm? HGH?"
"Steroids?" Derek asked confused.
Jackson scoffed." No, Girl scout cookies. What the hell do you think i am talking about? Oh, and by the way, whatever you are selling, i would probably stop sampling the merchandise. You looked wrecked."
When Amelia looked closer at him, she could understand why Jackson through Derek was hopped on medication. he was paler then normal and he had broken out in a cold sweat. He looked really bad.
Derek glared at Jackson as he shook his head." I will them myself." He said as she started to walk away.
"No, we are not done." Jackson grabbed his shoulder, but Derek was quick to react. He grabbed Jackson by the neck and slammed him into the locker.
"Derek." Amelia said as she walked around the corner to see Derek had let go of Jackson and he stood there staring at her and she could see he was haven trouble standing on his feet, so she move to his side and he ... moved his arm around her shoulder.
Jackson looked to Amelia when the guy moved his arm around he neck and she moved her arm around his back as she looked up at him with a worried look on her face." He´s your boyfriend, or something?" Jackson asked, pointing his finger towards Derek.
"Yes." Amelia said quickly as she looked from Derek to Jackson." And we are going to go now, right babe." Amelia said as she pulled Derek along with her." Bye, Jackson." Amelia said as she held Derek move his head to her shoulder.
"You got to stop doing that." Amelia said as reached out her arm to open the door.
"So, i am your boyfriend now?" Derek asked her with a tired smile on his lips."
"What the hell..." Amelia said, as she looked down to see blood seeping down his hand." What happened to you?"
"Someone shot me." Derek said as he wined in pain." I need you to take me to Scott."
"Okay, okay." Amelia said as she grabbed tried to hold on to him." God you are heavy! What do you eat."
"Shut up and walk." Derek growled at her.
"Don´t make me drop your sorry ass." Amelia told him as she looked around for Scott, but she couldn´t see him anywhere. Then she turned her head and she let out a sigh of relief, when she see Stiles in his jeep.
Amelia help out her hand to stop his jeep and when she did she accidentally dropped Derek. She bent down to pull Derek off the pavement, but he wouldn´t budge." Help me!" She yelled out to Stiles.
Stiles got out of his jeep and rushed over to the two off them and before Amelia could ask him where Scott where, she saw he was suddenly hovering over the three of them.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked Derek.
"I was shot." He groaned.
Stiles grimaced." He´s not looking good dud."
"Why aren´t you healing?" Scott asked.
"I can´t." Derek wheezed." It was a different kind of bullet."
"Like a silver bullet." Stiles asked.
"No, you idiot!"
"Wait. Wait" Scott said." That is what she ment when she said you had forty-eight-hours."
Dereks eyes looked over at Scott." What.. who said forty-eight-hours?"
"The one that shot you."
At this point , the people who were behind Stiles jeep kept looking over the four of them and honking their horns and all of the sudden Dereks eyes flashed blue.
"What are you doing." Scott asked nervous as he looked around to see all the people was looking at them now." Stop that!"
"That is what i am trying to tell you!" Derek groaned." I can´t."
"Let´s get him up." Amelia grabbed at his good arm." A little help here."
Scott bowed down to help her get Derek to his feet." Let´s put him in Stiles jeep.
Stiles opened the passenger side door as Amelia and Scott helped Derek to get in. After Stiles shut the door, he ran over to the driver, but he stopped all of the sudden." Get in." He said as he pointed a finger towards Amelia.
"Why?"
"Because i am not going to be alone with him." Stiles said as he pointed a hand towards Derek.
"Fine." Amelia said as she walked around the car and got in the back side. Stiles hopped in himself and closed the door.
"You need to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek told Scott.
"How am supposed to do that?" Scott asked.
"Because she´s an Argent, she is with them."
"Why should i help you?"
"Because you need me." Derek said.
"Fine, i will try." Scott told him as she turned to look at Stiles." Get him out of here."
Stiles rolled his eyes as he put the car in gear." I hate you so much right now." The said as drove out of the parking lot.
They had been on the road for a while. Stiles kept his eyes on the road and Derek was shifting in his seat and Amelia was starting out of the widow, hoping she could have been anywhere else then the car.
"You have been ignoring me and Scott for the last two day?" Stiles said as he looked at her through the rear mirror.
"I have just been having a lot on my mind." Amelia said as she looked to see he was staring back at him.
"Is this about what i said the other day?" He asked.
Amelia turned her head to look at Derek, who was looking worse by the minuet." How are you feeling?" She asked as she put her hand on his shoulder.
"I would be better if Scott would hurry." Derek said with a groan.
"Hey, Ames. Can you check my phone and she if Scott have texted me?" Stiles asked her.
Amelia reached between him and Derek´s seat and grabbed the phone out of his backpack. She opened the phone to see Scott had left a message and she let out a sigh.
"He said he need more time." She said as she put his phone back in his backpack.
"Of course he dose." Stiles said as he looked over at Derek, who had his eyes closed as he was leaned back against the seat." Try and not bleed out on my seat, okay? We are almost there."
"Almost where?"
"Your house."
Derek opened his eye and turned to look at Stiles." No, You can´t take me there."
"I can´t take you to your house?" He asked with a confused look on his face.
"Not when i can´t protect myself."
Then all off the sudden, Stiles slammed on the breaks, making Amelia moved forward, hitting her head on Derek´s seat.
"What the hell, Stiles?" Amelia asked as she rubbed her forehead.
"Alright, what happens of Scott can´t find your magic bullet?" Stiles asked Derek." Completely ignoring Amelia." Hmm? are you dying?"
"Not yet." Derek said." I have a last resort."
"What last resort." She asked as she leaned between the seats to look at Derek.
Derek didn´t answer her. Insted, he rolled up his sleeves to revel the wound. The bullet hold in his arm had a dark red close to black- blood oozing out of it. Black veins were creeping around it.
"Oh, my god, what is that?" Stiles asked as he looked away." Oh, is that contagious?"
"Star the car!" Derek said as he let out a groan.
"You know what." Stiles said as he turned to look at Derek."You should probably just get out."
"Stiles!"
" Start the car." Derek said again.
"I don´t think you should be barking orders with the way you look okay? In fact, i think if i wanted to, i could probably drag your little werewolf ass into the middle of the road and leave you for dead."
"Start the car, or i am going to rip your throat out ... with my teeth."
Stiles stared Derek down, to see if he was bluffing and that when on for like a minuet before he turned his head to look at Amelia. But he could see she was not going to help him out. Oh yeah. she was still upset about the other day, so he turned back around and started the car again and drove down the street.
An hour later, Stiles had pulled up to the side of the road again and called Scott. Amelia looked toward Derek with a worried look on her face. Because he was getting paler and his breath was coming out in short pants and she had a feeling it was only a matter of time before the bullet wound would kill him. She pulled her phone out off the pocked of her jacked so she could text her mother.
"What am i supposed to do with him?" Stiles asked Scott.
"Take him somewhere anywhere." Scott told him.
" And by the way he is starting to smell." Stiles said as he quickly looked to Derek before looking back out of the window.
"Like what?" Scott asked.
"Like dead." Stiles said, as he turned his head to find Derek staring at him.
Amelia could not help but to snort and Derek turned, as he growled at her. She hit him on the back of the head as he turned back around.
"Don´t do that again!" He told her and it almost sounded like a growl.
Her eye when hard as she leaned forward and hit him on the back of the head again, but this time she used her powers so he could not turne around, she folded her arms across her face with a smile as she hears him growl out her name.
"Will you to play nice." Please." Stiles said as he shook his head." I should take him where?"
"Take him to the animal clinic." Scott said.
"What about your boss?" Stiles asked.
"He is gone by now. There´s a spare key in the box behind the dumpster."
Amelia would almost guess where Scott wanted them to take Derek and she didn´t like it one bit Because she know what Deaton was, because of his friendship with her mother.
Derek took the phone out of Stiles hand and held it up to his ear." Did you find it?" He asked.
"How am i supposed to find it. They have like a million guns." Scott told him.
"If you don´t find it, then i am as good as dead."
"I am starting to think that wouldn´t be such a bad thing." Scott said.
"Then think about this... "Derek said as he gripped onto the phone tightly." The alpha called you out against your will. Next time, you either kill with him or be killed. So if you want to stay alive, you need me. Find the bullet." He hung up and throw the phone back to Stiles.
"That was not every nice." Amelia said with an raised eyebrow.
"Shut up." Derek told her as he closed his eyes as he leaned his head against the seat.
"I bet i could take you on?" She whispered, as she leaned back in her seat and turned her head to look out the window.
Not long after that Stiles pulled up behind the animal clinic where Scott worked. Stiles and Amelia got out of the car and helped Derek out. They wrapped his arms around their shoulders and walked to the back door of the clinic. Stiles let go of Derek to look for the box Scott had told him about. He found in and opened the door. When the walked in, Amelia dropped him down on bags of dog food.
Derek looked up at her with a glare." I bet i could take you on as well." He said breathing hard.
Amelia leaned down so they where face to face and they stared at each other for a few second. " I bet you will lose." She said, as she helped him to stand up and she turned her head when she hears Stiles phone beeped.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Dose Nordic Blue Monkhood means anything to you?" Stiles asked as he looked up at Derek.
"It´s a rare from of wolfsbane." Amelia and Derek said at the same time, making Derek look down at her before looking back up at Stiles." He has to bring me the bullet."
"Why?"
"Because he is going to die without it." Amelia said as she looked up at Derek with a worried look showing on her face.
"Come on." Amelia said as she slowly moved Derek towards the operating table.
Derek pulled his shirt over his head and Amelia could see the black veins where moving up his arm. He placed his arm on top of the table.
"You know, that really doesn´t look like anything Echinacea and a good nights sleep couldn´t take care of. "Stiles said as he looked down at Derek´s arm.
"When the infection reaches my heart." Derek panted as he searched through different cabinets drawers."It will kill me."
"Positivity isn´t in your vocabulary, isn´t it?" Stiles asked him.
"Look, who you are talking to." Amelia said, making Derek stop what he was doing to glare at her before turning back around to keep searching.
"If he doesn´t get here with your bullet in time, last resort?"
Derek finally found what he was looking for in one of the drawers. He turned around with a hand saw in his hand." "You are going to cut off my arm." He sat, as he pushed it towards Amelia and Stiles.
"Dud, you are on your own." Amelia said, pushing the hand saw towards Stiles, as she held up her hand, taking a step backwards.
Stiles mouth was wide open when he sees Amelia walking backwards so she was standing behind the operating table. Stiles looked between Amelia and the hand saw a few times before he picked it up and he turned his on. He freaked out when it started to buzz so he turned it off and placed it back down on the table.
"What if you bleed to death?"
Derek was now tying a blue rubber band around his arm as a tourniquet with his teeth." It will heal if it works."
"Can´t you do something?" Stiles said as he turned to look at Amelia.
"What do you want me to do?" Amelia asked.
"Can´t you do something witchy?" He asked as he as he waved his hands up in the air.
"It wont work."
"How do you know?"
"Because it wont work!" She said as she leaned in over the table and pushed the hand saw towards him.
"How do you know.."
"Because i already tried, okay! And it didn´t work." She yelled at him. She let out a sigh when she sees both boys looking at her like the where waiting for her to explain.
"I tried in the car and it didn´t work."
"When you touch my shoulder." Derek asked and he saw her nodding her head." I did feel something, but the pain returned a few second later." He said with a soft look in his eyes, as he looked at her.
"Ugh... Look, i don´t think i can do this." Stiles said as he turned his head towards Derek.
"Why not?"
"Well, because of cutting through flesh, the sawing of the bone and especially the blood."
"You faint to the sight of blood?" Derek asked like he could not believe what he was hearing.
"No. But i might at the sight of a chopped of arm."
"Alright, fine." Derek sighed."How about this? Either you cut of my arm or i cut off your head."
"Okay, you know, i am so not buying your threats anymore..."
All of the sudden, Derek grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him down towards the table ." Oh, my god. Okay. Alright, I will do it.
Derek began to breath heavily. He turned his head as he leaned against the surfes of the table, as he threw up black ooze.
"What, the hell is that?" Stiles cried out as he pointed a hand down towards the black ooze.
"It is my body trying to heal itself." Derek told him.
"Look, honestly i don´t think i can do this."
"Just do it." Amelia yelled at him.
"Okay. Okay." Stiles said as he picked the hand saw up in his hand.
