Amy rushed out of the school watching as Stiles' Jeep screeched into the school parking lot. Erica ran out of the car before it even stopped in front of Amy,

"We were coming back from the clinic and I smelled blood and Gretchen, are you okay?"

Amy nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just get out of here," she looked behind herself to make sure that Gretchen hadn't followed her out,

Erica gasped at Amy's arm, "You are not okay! Look at this!" she grabbed Amy's arm, "We have to get you to Derek's so he can take a look at you!"

Amy shook her head, "No, no way. He already thinks I'm helpless. I don't want him to be able to say, 'I told you so,'"

"Really? Come on! You're bleeding like a faucet! It might be infected, we have got to take you somewhere!"

Stiles hopped out of the car, "What's going on?" Stiles looked at Amy's gashed arm, and kneeled over, "What the hell happened? Oh my God! What the hell?"

Erica rolled her eyes, "Amy, we've got to take you to Derek! He'll know what to do,"

Stiles scoffed, "Please, Derek isn't going to know what to do, he'll just go out and kill Gretchen. We're going to Deaton's," Stiles looked down at Amy's arm again and groaned, "Just cover that thing up, will you? I don't want blood on my seats,"

Erica hit him over the head, "Don't talk like that! Just get in the car and drive us to Deaton's,"

Stiles rubbed the back of his head and walked over to the Jeep.

"Come on," Erica grabbed Amy by the waist and helped her hop over to the car. Amy got in the back of the car, squeezing her eyes. The pain was overwhelming but she didn't want Derek to be right. There was no way she was going to be a little doll.

"Derek is going to kill me! You're a werewolf," Stiles looked at Erica, "And you're his freaking mate," Stiles looked at Amy through his rear-view mirror and hit his steering wheel and Amy couldn't help but remember that Derek does the same, "He's going to kill me when he finds out that I brought you to Deaton first!" Stiles shook his head as Amy groaned, "He's going to skin me alive! You guys have a chance at escaping! He's going to kill me!"

Erica pursed her lips, "Stiles, calm down. Derek won't kill you.

Stiles laughed loudly, "You're right, he'll torture me first!"

Erica groaned, "Stiles, be quiet. Get out of the car and help me bring Amy into Deaton's office,"

Stiles sighed, "Fine,"

Erica opened Amy's door and caught her before she fell out, "I knew we should have gone to Derek first!" Amy was incredibly pale, the freckles sprinkled over her nose were more visible than ever, her eyes were closed and Erica could hear her heartbeat slowing,

Stiles's mouth popped open, "She's unconscious? Oh my God! I'm going to die! Stiles gestured to Amy, who was like a rag-doll in Erica's arms. Amy groaned and Stiles ran a hand through his hair,

"Shit, I'm going to die,"

Erica took in a deep breath and picked up Amy, "Open the door before I kill you, Stiles!"

Stiles ran and opened the door, "Should I call Scott?"

Erica shook her head and walked in the clinic, "No, he'd just freak out,"

"But-" Stiles was cut off,

"Deaton! Deaton! Amy's hurt!"

"And I'm going to die," muttered Stiles,

Deaton walked out of the back and pulled off a pair of gloves, "Well, this isn't good," Deaton inspected Amy's arm, "How long has she been unconcious?"

Erica shrugged, "Not sure, a couple of minutes at the most,"

Deaton sighed and took Amy from Erica, "Okay, I'll take it from here," Deaton put Amy on a steel-grey table for animal surgery, "I'm going to guess that one of the Alpha's did this?"

Stiles nodded and walked up to Deaton, "She was in the school for a note or something. We drove her and then went to the doctors to make a reservation for her. While I was driving back to the school Erica started freaking out, when we got there Amy was walking out of the school with her arm like this,"

Deaton nodded, squeezing Amy's arm, "Well, it's not infected as badly as I thought,"

Erica let out a relieved breath, "Thank God,"

"It is deep though,"

"Will she need stitches?" asked Stiles,

Deaton nodded, "Yes,"

"When is she going to wake up though?" Deaton looked at Stiles,

"When she wakes up,"

Erica sighed and sat down on one of the waiting chairs inside the room while Stiles paced,

Deaton worked slowly but efficiently. Disinfecting it, cleaning away the blood and stitching up every wound. As Deaton started on the last hole Amy started to stir,

"What's going on?" Amy looked around, staring at Stiles,

Stiles grinned widely, "Oh thank God!"

Erica got off her chair and walked up to Amy, "Hey, we're at Deaton's right now,"

Amy smiled, "I noticed that,"

Stiles pushed Erica out-of-the-way, "Hey Ames, how are you? I'm sure you're feeling better than ever but I just need to know, how many fingers am I holding up?"

Erica looked at the three fingers that Stiles had put in front of her eyes, "Um, four and a half."

Stiles looked at Erica, "Oh my God, Derek is going to kill me!" he whined,

Amy laughed, "Calm down, Stiles. You were holding up three. I feel fine except for the agonizing pain that keeps shooting up my arm,"

Stiles jumped up happily, "Good! Great!"

Erica rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry. Deaton only has one more stitch to put in and then we can go to Derek's and tell him about this,"

Amy shook her head, "No, I want to go to the doctors for my leg,"

"Amy, you were attacked by the Alpha's, don't you think Derek should know?"

Amy scoffed, "He didn't tell me about the mate thing, I'll tell him, but after I come back from the doctors,"

Erica tapped her foot, "Derek is going to be mad,"

"Derek can be as mad as he wants, he's not my Alpha. I don't care,"

Erica sighed, "Amy, he is- in an odd sort of way. He recognized you, Lydia, Stiles even Allison as part of the pack. You are a part of the pack meaning that he is your Alpha."

"Well, fine. But I'm still telling him after I go to the doctors," Amy stated,

Erica looked over at Stiles, he shrugged, "Fine, but you better tell him,"

Amy smiled, "I will,"

Deaton finally spoke up, "Amy, what did Gretchen say?"

"She just wanted to know what Derek was planning,"

"Did you tell her anything, because it would be understandable if you did," Deaton set his needle down, "There, done,"

Amy shook her head as she sat up, "No, I didn't. That's the reason I got this," Amy looked down at her left arm,

Deaton nodded, "Very noble of you," The bell to the front door rang and a dog's bark rang through the building, "Well, that's Mrs. Greenburg, I better go. Good luck telling Derek, Amy,"

Amy smiled and thanked him.

"Do you need any help walking, Amy?" asked Stiles,

Amy shook her head, "No, I'm fine,"

"Are you sure you don't want any painkillers?" questioned Erica,

"No, I can't swallow pills,"

Erica laughed, "Really?"

Amy nodded, "I couldn't do it, even if my life depended on it,"

Erica sighed, "That's actually a little sad,"

Amy laughed and the three of them headed over to the doctors.


The Hale house was empty except for two werewolves,

"Derek!" Peter screamed from the living room. There was no answer and Peter stormed up the steps, "Derek!" There was a grunt from inside Derek's room and Peter walked into his room, "We have to talk about Amy,"

"No," Derek looked away from Peter and went back to staring at his jeans,

"Yes we do, Derek," Peter looked down at his nephew and sighed, "We really do,"

Derek looked up at Peter his blue eyes flashed, "No, we don't!"

Peter groaned, "Don't even try that with me! We are going to talk, you can't just run away from her!"

"I'm sure going to try," Derek stood up to face Peter,

"Why? It's not going to help her,"

"It might, she's not safe around me,"

Peter laughed, "If you haven't realized yet, she's not safe around anyone in this town. If anything, she'll be safer with you there to protect her!"

Derek shook his head, "No, there is no way that I am mating with her," Derek looked down at his hands, "Besides, it's gotten easier,"

Peter's eyes grew and he snapped, "I was going to do this nicely but you lied. Do you honestly think that you can lie to me, Derek? Because you can't," Derek sat back down on his bed, "I've known you for too long. And no matter how hard you try to fight the instinct, no matter how hard you try to stay from her, it won't work! I know it, Deaton knows it and you know it! Just admit that every single day that you have to look at her and know that you're trying to stay away, hurts! That it's not getting easier! Admit that you care about her the same way that she cares about you! Admit it, will you? You love her and it's not getting easier to fight the instinct. Despite everything that you've done to keep everyone away after Kate-" Derek looked up, shocked that Peter knew about his ex. Peter laughed, "Oh you think that I didn't know about Kate? You thought you kept her a secret? No, no my little nephew! You did not! Everybody knew, your mom knew, your dad knew, Dominick knew, even Tara knew! Everybody in the family knew, how could they not? You were happier than ever, you never stopped smiling, whenever she was around, you would stare, your heartbeat would even quicken for God's sakes! Nobody said anything because they wanted to let you keep up the little charade, but everyone knew! Everyone in the family knew."

Peter took in a deep breath, "Despite all your efforts not to let anyone come close to you, this young woman popped out of nowhere and-"

"Amy's not a woman! She's a teenager, she's a child!" roared Derek,

"Ah, that's what you tell yourself, isn't it? That's what you want to believe, that the age difference is too big a hurdle to get past. That she's too young, well you of all people should realize that four, tiny years don't matter! Sally and your father had an eight year age gap, did that stop them?"

"Both of them were werewolves! Both of them could handle each other!"

Peter chuckled, "Really? You're worried about hurting her? I'm pretty sure you already did, Derek. But is she back here? Yes, she is and she's making up excuses for you! She's saved your hide more than once and you know it. This young woman has gotten under the wire that you so strongly put up and she's staying there! She's protected you more than once. Your little 'I don't care about anything,' game isn't going to last much longer. Even Scott has noticed that something's up! You're not going to be able to resist for long and it's making you weaker! How are you going to fight the Alpha's when you can't get your mind off of Amy? The only plan that you've made these past five months is the one that has you resisting Amy and believe me, it is not working at all! You might as well give up now and just bite her!"

"I am not doing that," responded Derek,

"Why? Why, Derek?" asked Peter, "Because you might be happy for once in your life? Laura would never want you to be so stubborn about this!"

"You do not have the right to talk about Laura, Peter!" Derek jumped off of the bed and roared, a deep one that came from the inside of his chest,

Peter didn't even flinch, "Why? Because I killed her? You don't even understand how flawed that logic is, Derek,"

Derek's nostrils flared, "You do not disrespect me like that!"

"Why?" responded Peter, "Because you're the Alpha? That doesn't mean anything when it comes to this! Just because I'm a beta doesn't mean that I know less when it comes to Amy. If you knew anything about what you were doing you would have given up resisting a long time ago! It's useless! I might be a beta but I'm a beta with life experience." Peter stared at Derek for a moment, "Life experience that you should be taking! I was dead and I know more about love than you! Do you know why? Because you have surrounded yourself with guilt and sadness and you blame yourself for things that were completely out of your control. The only person that blames you for what happened is you,"

"Because everyone else that's supposed to blame me is dead!" Peter looked into Derek's eyes and he could see the slight layer of water that comes up when someone is hiding tears,

"You have to get over that Derek! Or maybe let Amy help you get over that! Maybe she's just what you need to help you sort out everything that's happening in your life! Maybe you were supposed to fall in love with her, maybe it wasn't an accident," whispered Peter,

"No!" screamed Derek,

"But you love her, don't you, Derek? Don't you?" Derek looked down at his hands, he wasn't going to let Peter know the truth,

"I thought so," Peter looked at Derek, smirked then walked out of the room.


"You got him to take off your cast?" said Stiles, "Holy crap Amy, you've got some persuasion powers, huh?"

Amy smiled and looked down at her leg, the cast was gone, you couldn't even see the beige gauze that replaced it because it was thin enough to go under her jeans, "I'm a little bit like Superwoman,"

Erica laughed, "How's your arm feeling Ames?"

Amy looked down a her left arm, "It's still painful and sore, mostly painful,"

"What are you going to tell Derek?" asked Stiles,

"I'm going to tell him what happened," answered Amy,

"I feel bad for Gretchen," confessed Erica,

"Why?" asked Amy, incredibly confused,

"Derek is going to bite her head off when you tell him what happened," answered Stiles,

"No, he's not," Amy limped out of the clinic. She didn't need her crutches anymore but her leg was still weak,

"Yes, he will," answered Erica, "I would if they touched Stiles,"

Stiles sighed, "I really don't need to be even more emasculated,"

Erica nudged his shoulder and smiled, "Too bad," she winked and Stiles kissed her hand,

"Not in front of me, please?"

"Too bad," the couple laughed and chased each other to the Jeep, Amy limped her way there,

How am I going to tell Derek about this?

Amy sighed, she needed to do it in a private place so Derek wouldn't have to worry about acting macho in front of his pack,

I bet he's a total softy when you get to know him.

"You're sleeping at the house, right?" asked Erica when Amy had settled herself in the car,

"Yup," Amy looked out of the window, "Oh, hey Stiles? Can you drop me off at my house? I need to grab some things,"

"Sure," Stiles rounded a corner and the Jeep was in front of Amy's house,

"You guys can go," Amy stated as she got out of the car, "I have an idea,"

Stiles sighed, "Are you serious, Amy? Your plans don't usually work out like they're supposed to, besides we've got to get you back to the house soon, so you can tell Derek about Gretchen,"

"Don't worry, I'm going to tell Derek,"

Erica pursed her lips, "I don't know if this is such a good idea, leaving you here. How are we supposed to know that you'll get back to Derek's and tell him?"

"Fine, look," Amy punched in Derek's number, put it on speaker phone and held her phone out so that Stiles and Erica could look at the screen,"

"Hello?"

"Derek!"

There was a sharp intake if breath before Derek spoke, "Amy,"

"I need you to pick me up,"

Erica could hear the fear in Derek's voice, "Why? Where are you? Is it that guy from last night?"

"No, I'm at my place,"

"Why? Where are Erica and Stiles?"

Amy bit her lip, "Because I need to pick up a few things and I told them that you'd pick me up so they left,"

Erica shook her head,

"Fine, I'll be there,"

"Thank you," Amy smiled and dropped the conversation, "Now go! Before he notices that you two are here,"

"Fine, we'll meet you at the house. By the way what guy from last night?"

"I'll tell you later, Stiles,"

Stiles hugged Amy and waited for Erica and her to say their good-bye's,

Wen the couple left, Amy unlocked the front door and walked in,

Where did I leave Mr. Bear?

Amy looked around, finally finding her bear, "Get over here, Mr. Bear did you miss me?" Amy cooed at her bear then walked up the stairs. Amy looked around her room and spotted a big bag, she put pajama's, under clothes, extra clothes and some make-up into the bag, glad that Lydia had gotten her this for her birthday. Amy heard the door bell ring and looked outside her window to see a very distressed Derek outside her door,

"I'm coming," she yelled from her bedroom, knowing that he would hear. Amy grabbed her bag and walked down the stairs, she opened the door putting a smile on her face; she wasn't totally over how he had treated her that morning but if she was going to tell him about Gretchen she wasn't going to put him in a bad mood first,

"Hey, Derek," Derek only grunted in response, "Still not talking to me?" asked Amy,

Derek took in a deep breath and put his hand on the door, "I'm talking to you, now let's go," Derek turned to go,

"Oh, wait!" Derek turned around and Amy threw the large bag at Derek, he caught it with ease and Amy turned around to grab her bear,

"I can't go without Mr. Bear,"

Derek laughed and walked back into the house,

"Why is it that whenever you laugh, you're laughing at me?" asked Amy, jutting out her hip,

"I'm not, I swear but Mr. Bear?" Derek laughed again, "Mr. Bear, really? I mean any other-" Derek stopped and sniffed the air, his eyes skimmed over Amy and landed on her arm, "What's that?" Derek grabbed Amy's hand and pulled her to him,

"Oh, that," Amy looked down at her arm, she had forgotten about that for a second. She shut the door so the neighbors wouldn't hear if Derek got angry, "Um, I was at the school and Gretchen and two other Alpha's showed up and they kind of cornered me," Amy studied Derek's face but it didn't take long to see that he was angry, "They asked me what you were planning and stuff. I didn't tell them anything so, so Gretchen decided to give me this," Derek studied her arm for a moment more, then he threw the bag of clothes on the floor and took a step closer to the closed door,

"I'm going to kill her," Derek said between ground teeth, he had gotten halfway through the door when Amy latched onto his arm,

"No, Derek, come on. That's just what they want! They want a reason to hurt you!" Amy tightened her grip on his biceps, "Come on, think logically,"

Derek shook his head and let his eyes turn red, "No, they're not getting away with this. You were supposed to be off-limits,"

"Derek, come on, don't do anything stupid, wait why was I off limits? Was Stiles? How about Lydia or Allison?"

Derek didn't listen or answer, he just took a few step closer to Amy's front door. Amy pushed the sole of her shoes into the ground hoping that this would give her some traction so that she could stop him, "Derek, Derek please! If you got hurt it would be my fault! Derek! Derek listen to me!" Derek didn't even look at her, he just opened the door,

"I'm going to kill them, all of them. There, that's what my plan is Peter, to kill them all. No more Alpha pack,"

Amy opened her mouth to say something, closed it then opened it again, "Derek, Derek, look at me! Amy grabbed Derek's chin and tilted it down, forcing him to look at her, "Derek, Peter isn't here and if you get hurt, I'm going to feel bad, understand?" Amy stared at him, "If anything happens to you, I'm going to feel terrible and it's going to be all my fault!"

"I don't care, you were off-limits." He looked at Amy's arm again, "They die," Derek stared at Amy and let his eyes turn red,

"Derek, would you please stop with the whole I'll scare you off tactic you have going on?" But she loosened her grip on his arm anyway, "It's not scary at all and it just makes me feel stupid because you can do it and I can't," Amy pursed her lips,

"Fine," Derek turned away from her and took another step to the door,

"Derek!" Amy gripped his arm tighter, "You can't just do that! They're a pack, a pack of Alpha's! They'll kill you, don't you understand that? Dead, Derek, as in not living. Do you know how much that would suck for everyone? Especially me, Derek! Like, how the hell am I supposed to live without my mate? You'd be dead Derek! Nobody would ever get to see you and your sad smile anymore and we wouldn't have an Alpha and do you honestly think the Alpha's won't do anything dangerous with you out of the way? And, and I would miss you!" Amy looked up at Derek, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears, he was staring at her now and his eyes had turned back to their natural green colour. Amy's eyes widened as it slowly dawned on her what she had just said, "Oh my God..." she whispered staring up at Derek.


A/N: There it is! What do you think of this chapter? Unfortunately, I won't be updating until September 4th at the earliest! Please don't hate me, I have a random family vacation! The part where Derek and Peter are talking is based on a video on YouTube that I saw it's called 'That Little Persistent Kid' I found it after I finished their scene and I absolutely loved it so I made a couple of changes and based it off of that beautiful video. The whole time I was a blubbering mess because I kept picturing Laura telling Derek all that. ANYWAYS, please review, review, review! I love hearing what you guys have to say/thought of it!