"A hunter brings a werewolf into a doctor's office…" Deaton looks up at me and smiles. "Sounds like the beginning to a bad joke, doesn't it?" Under normal circumstances, I probably would have laughed. But I was worried about Scott and now Derek since I knew that Kate had him trapped somewhere.
"Dr. Deaton, how fast can you fix him up?" I was hoping that if Scott was well enough, we could go and try and find Derek. And then I could personally escort Kate's ass back to Texas to face my father.
"If you don't mind me asking Ms. Hamilton, why did you bring Scott here? Why not just let him die?" I looked at him like he had lost his mind.
"What do you mean 'why did I bring him here'? He was shot and injured. He needed medical assistance, special medical assistance." Deaton looked up at me skeptically.
"It's just normally not the way hunters deal with these types of situations now a days." Deaton said softly as he pulled out another bullet.
"Yeah, well, I'm starting to learn that hunters nowadays are just as bad as the creatures we hunt. Maybe more so animalistic." Deaton looked up at me. "He's just a kid. He didn't choose this life. He didn't choose to be bitten. And he hasn't harmed anyone. It's not our place to kill an innocent. It's not our place to play God." I saw a smile form on Deaton's lips.
"Scott told me you weren't like the other hunters. You think in the way of the older days. It's impeccable, really." The bell from the front door rang and Deaton looked up at me and mouthed the word 'stay'. I nodded my head and I watched Deaton walked to the front of the clinic.
I heard a strange voice and then moments later I heard a big crash. I went out to check on Deaton and make sure that he was okay.
Deaton had a cold look on his face and never took his stare off of the man. "Come back at regular hours." The man stood by the door for a moment before he exited the clinic.
"That was Peter Hale wasn't it?" I had never actually seen Peter in person, but I had done my research on him. And I would bet my last penny that was him.
"Yes ma'am. That it was." Deaton turned around and I followed him back into the room that Scott was in. 'Was' being the key word. When we reached the room, the operating table was empty.
"Where did he go?" I looked at the open window on the wall. "Peter had to have said something to him."
"How do you know he did?" Deaton asked, and I noticed that he didn't even seem phased by Scott leaving.
"Because he was at that door for like a full minute. And werewolves have super human hearing. So, he was probably threatening someone in Scott's life." I put the pieces together as I saw them in my head.
Deaton was looking at me like I was a case and needed to be examined. "How many years training do you have?"
"Technically? Four. But my dad has been training me since I was a young girl." Why did my training matter to him?
"Do you like be a hunter?" He crossed his arms and peered at me.
I gave a small shrug. "Everyone in my family is a hunter. I'm good at it." Deaton opened his mouth to say something else. "I hate to cut you off Doc, but I really need to find Scott and then we need to find Derek. Not to mention that I need to go and see my mom. And find my partner. I just have a lot to get done." I grabbed my keys and rushed out of the clinic.
-000-
I pulled up into my driveway and Alex met me outside of my car. "Where have you been? I've been calling your phone." He opened and closed the door for me.
"I was at the animal clinic making sure that Scott was okay." I got out of the car and looked at him. "Have you heard from Jackson?"
The look on Alex's face told me that was a no. "Like the golden boy would ever talk to me. Unless it was about you."
"What did you tell the Argents?" I had snuck off before that could see me taking Scott away.
"That the hospital called and you went straight over to see your mother." I opened up my car door and got back into the driver's seat. "Where are you going now?"
"Back to the hospital. Someone needs to be there in case she wakes up." I shut the door and Alex slid across my hood. He got into the passenger's side seat and shut the door.
"And we will be there." He gave me a reassuring smile and I took off to the hospital.
It didn't take long to get there. Possibly because I was speeding.
I walked into the hospital room that my mother was staying and saw a huge bouquet of flowers. I knew that I didn't buy them because mine were already at the foot of her bed. And I knew that Alex didn't buy them because he had bought her twenty balloons. He said he liked to be different than flowers.
"They're from a guy named Jackson. Do you know him?" I jumped slightly, but not because someone was in the room. I jumped because it was my father sitting in the corner of the room, in the dark none the less.
"Dad? What..what are you doing here?" He stood up and walked over to the end of my mother's hospital bed.
"Well when I got a phone call telling me that my own daughter had let some good for nothing, self entitled, overgrown child take over a raid and capture the only key to finding the alpha I figured I needed to come and take of it on my own. Seeing as how you are incapable of taking care of a simple job on your own." He looked down at me. "Where were you last night when Kate Argent made the call to take Derek to somewhere and tie him up?"
"I was here, looking after mom. The hospital called and said that she had made a slight movement. So I rushed over here right away." I tried to keep my voice level and stand tall, but the truth was that my father had always made me feel like a little toy soldier. He made me feel like I was incapable of moving on my own.
"And where were you? You beg me to come down here to keep my daughter focused and you let her get distracted by some boy. You have both failed me." He spoke in a final tone and I felt Alex tense beside me.
"Sir, if I could just say…"
"No. You may not say anything. You may however stay here with my daughter while I go and speak to the Argents to try and clean up your mess." He started walking to the door and I took a step towards him. Alex grabbed my hand and tried to warn me that I should just let him go.
"Dad?" I took my hand out of Alex and placed it on my dad's arm. "I know you are upset about what happened to mom. But the doctor's said that there was a good chance that she will wake up. We just have to give her time."
He turned to me, and there was a coldness in his eyes that I had never seen before. "Do not mistake the reasons why I am here Olivia. I'm here to fix your mistakes. That doesn't include your mother."
"Do you not care that your wife is sitting in a hospital bed just five feet away from you?" I challenged him.
"She made her decisions. If those decisions landed her here, then that is her doing. The only difference between her mistake and your mistake, is that you are the reason for her mistake."
"What are you talking about?" I felt completely in the dark.
"Your mother knew that you needed help finding the alpha, and she didn't want me to get involved. So she went out and hunted all alone." He was quiet while that sunk it to my head. "That's right Olivia. The reason why your mother is on that hospital bed is because you couldn't get the job done." He started walking towards the door and then turned around and pointed at the flowers that Jackson had left.
"And get those out of this room. He has no right to be involved in our family matters." He never sounded so disgusted before.
"Dad…" I tried to stand up to him, but before I could get out any words he turned back around face me with a scowl on his face.
"You have never disappointed so badly before Olivia Grace. You are better off not saying anything right now. We will speak once we are back at the center." His face was only an inch away from mine and I was frightened so badly that I couldn't move any part of my body.
I watched as my father left the room. Alex turned to face me and he wrapped his arms around me.
"Olivia?" I turned to see Jackson standing in the door way. Where the hell did he come from?
"Why are you here?" I blurted out without even thinking. I hadn't spoken to Jackson in a while.
"I was…I was just kind of waiting outside. I called your name when you came down the hallway, but you didn't hear me." He came into the room and looked over at the flowers. "I didn't know what kind she would like, so I just went with lilies. Lydia said that lilies are always a good option." I gave him a small smile and then I saw a strange expression cross over his face. I realized that I was still holding on to Isaac, well kind of. His arms were still wrapped around me lightly and I was standing closer to him than I normally would have.
I pushed away and looked over at Jackson. I gave him an appreciative smile and looked at the flowers.
"She'll love them. Thank you. You didn't have to…"
"Yes. Yes I did." He looked over at Alex again. And finally I think that I understood.
"Hey, you want to walk with me down to the cafeteria to get some food or something?" I asked Jackson and he nodded. I turned to look at Alex. "You mind staying with her?"
"Who? Me?" He grinned. "I never mind staying in the company of a beautiful woman." I couldn't help but shake my head at him. It's good to know that through everything he hasn't changed a bit.
I walked out and Jackson reached down and held my hand. "I'm sorry I haven't talked to you recently…" I told him.
He lightly squeezed my hand as if to reassure me. "You've been going through a lot. With your mom and now your dad. Did you know that he was showing up by the way?"
"No. But honestly? My dad is that type of person. He does things when he wants and how he wants. He doesn't put other's feelings in to the decision." We rounded the corner and found the cafeteria.
"So what am I getting you?" He gave me a small smile. I wanted to smile back at him, I really did. But the whole thing with him wanting to be bitten and then him sitting here and talking to me, but not telling me that he is taking another girl to a dance, that's just got me a little bit wary of him.
"A bacon cheeseburger with extra fries." I was excited about the food though. It wasn't exactly healthy, but I haven't been on my regular routine either and I figured I needed to greasy and fatty goodness.
Jackson chuckled at me as he ordered my burger. "Your girl has the right kind of appetite." The cook or waiter or whatever he is said that to Jackson and then Jackson looked over at me.
"She's got the right kind of everything." He smirked at me and I shook my head.
"Since when did you get cheesy?" I watched as the man flipped and spiced my burger.
The guy finished the burger in no time and handed it to me on a plate with fries. Jackson paid the guy and then led me to a seat.
Once we were seated, Jackson looked at me and asked, "Are you okay? I mean are really okay?"
I gave a small shrug. "I think I will be. My dad coming to town kind of put a damper on things. And I wish my mother would just wake up. I miss seeing her smile." I started to munch on some fries as I thought about my mom. I truly did miss her.
"I'd say that you aren't up for doing much of anything. You're going through a lot." He reached over and placed his hand on the hand that I wasn't using to eat the fries with.
"Honestly, I don't think I have really slept in days." I answered honestly.
"Look, I know that most girls get real excited about these high school dances and all, but we don't have to go." I nearly choked on my fry. Did he really just say that? Did he not think that I would find out that he was taking Allison? The sad part was that I wasn't even mad. I knew why he had to take her. All he had to do was tell me.
"Do you not want to go to the dance?" I prompted him. Hopefully if I continue to talk about the dance, he would tell the truth about who he was taking.
He looked away and at the ground. First sign that he was about to lie, again. "It's just a dance." He shrugged his shoulders.
"But your team captain and the hottest guy in the school, isn't kind of a requirement that you go to these types of things?" Let's try this again. Maybe this time he will just tell me.
"Co-captain, I'm co-captain of the team. And like I said, it's just a dance." I suddenly lost my appetite to eat, or to really be around him at the moment. And why was he so caught up on the whole 'co-captain' thing? What did that really matter?
"Yeah, you're right. I think that I am just going to spend the night here with mom anyways." Jackson let out a sigh of relief, or at least I think it was relief. I put the fry that I had in my hand back down on the plate and looked up at him. "And I honestly just don't feel hungry anymore."
"You haven't even taken a bite of your burger…" He pointed out.
"I just want to go back and be with my mom right now." I said softly. I grabbed the plate up and started walking.
Jackson followed me. "Did I say something to upset you?"
"No. I'm just tired is all." It wasn't a complete lie. It was what he didn't say that upset me.
I reached my mother's door and Alex stood up. I think he had been sleeping. I turned and saw Jackson waiting in the door way.
He leaned down to give me a kiss, but I didn't really kiss him back. "I'll call you later." He smiled, but I didn't return it. I only nodded.
He left and I shut the door. I turned back around and handed the plate to Alex. "I brought you a bacon cheeseburger. I ate most of your fries." Alex laughed at me.
"You would." He nodded his head to the door as he took the big burger in his hands. "Golden boy not so golden anymore?" He asked.
"He wouldn't tell me that he was taking Allison to the dance. I did everything but straight out ask him. Why wouldn't he just tell me?" I didn't get it.
"Because you are scary as hell. I'd be scared to tell you that I was taking another girl to a dance."
The door swung open again and I expected it to be Jackson, but my heart clenched when I saw my father walk through the door.
"Well it looks like you screwed up more than I thought you had. Chris doesn't know where he sister has gone. And we have men out searching for her and Derek right now. Kate took several men with her though, so we are short on hands. At first I thought that I would let you and Alex go out and help. But you look like death. So I guess you should go home." He looked over at Alex and nodded. "You go home with her. Look after her."
"I don't want to go home. I can help." I urged.
"I said to go home Olivia. You will do as I say." He didn't even look at me when he spoke. He kept his eyes on my mother.
Alex stood up and put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me to the door. "Your father is right. Let's get you home and rested." I started to turn around but he squeezed tighter on my shoulders.
"But I…"
"No Libby. You shouldn't argue with your father. We'll go home." My dad did turn around, this time with a smile on his face.
"Glad to see that I still have one loyal soldier. Thank you Alex." Alex nodded and led me out of the room.
Once we were out and in the car I turned on him. "Are you kidding me? You are taking his side?" I was angry, and I thought I had a right to be angry. The one person that I thought had my back through anything showed where his true loyalties lie when my father comes back into town.
He started laughing. "No you idiot. I got you out of there and gave your father the impression that we were going to go home to get some sleep."
"What are we really doing?" I was confused.
"Well, we are going to go back to your house. You need a shower and I need the maps of the town. Preferable the old tunnels under the town."
"You think she is holding Derek underground?" That was actually a very smart route to take. If she had him underground then it would be near impossible to find him, to track him.
I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Alex Davenport. Sometimes I want to marry you! So when can we start searching the tunnels?" I was beyond eager to get back into the game. Maybe that was just what I needed. I needed to earn some trust back with my dad and I needed to find Peter so I could deliver a special message for hurting my mother.
Alex was smiling. "Take it easy making comments like that. A guy might actually have to take you up on it someday." He looked over at me and I felt myself smile; really smile for the first time in days.
He pulled up into my drive way and we went inside to get to work.
-000-
Three hours later we were walking back up my front steps and we were empty handed.
"Nothing. We found absolutely nothing." I emptied my guns and knives on the kitchen table.
"We will though. I promise you that we will find something. Kate's smart, but even smart people slip up. And when she does, we'll catch it." Alex was always able to reassure me.
"I sure hope so." I took off my jacket and hung it over the chair. "I don't know about you, but I reek of sewer. I'm going to go and hop into the shower." I walked up the stairs and took a very long shower.
I'm pretty sure that I used half a bottle of shampoo and conditioner before I got out of the shower. I wrapped the towel around my body and I walked into my room. It's pretty bad when I am not even fazed by Alex sitting in my room on my bed.
"Well someone smells like fresh flowers." He smiled at me.
"It's actually lavender and vanilla. May I ask why you are always in my bedroom after I get out of the shower?" He stood up and I noticed that he was actually dressed up. He hand on black dress pants and a white shirt.
"I think that we should go to the dance." He spoke cautiously, probably because he knew that I would shoot this little idea of his down. "Hear me out, before you say anything. I honestly think that this would be a nice little break for you. You need something to let you breathe again. And I believe that going to the dance will let you do that."
I started shaking my head. "I don't even have a dress, and Jackson is there with Allison. I told him I wasn't going. I don't want to cause an argument there."
He had walked over and put his hands on my shoulders. "Libby, odds are that your dad is going to ship you back off to Texas. This is probably your last chance to have a real high school experience. Come on…" That did make me think about what he was saying. He was more than likely right, my dad was going to put me back on a leash and tie me up to the training center after this is all over. "And screw Jackson. You gave him multiple opportunities to tell you the truth. He chose not to. So if you show up there with a handsome guy on your arm then he can't say shit."
That made me laugh a little bit. "But I still don't have a dress…" He held up his hand and left my room.
He was back in less than a minute with a gorgeous dress in his hands. "Your mother had bought this before she was …..well, attacked. She thought you would love it." I held it up.
It was an orange coral color and it was so simple. It had diamond slits on both sides of my hips and it covered my entire chest. It had a fifty's style bottom and I loved every inch of it.
"It's perfect." I thought out loud.
"I think that you need to put it on to be perfect." Alex smiled.
"Fine. You win. I will go to the dance." He put his fist up in the air and did a little happy dance. "Now get out. I have to get changed." He left and I looked back down at the dress.
-000-
I walked into the dance linked arm and arm with Alex. Truth was, high school dances still freaked me out a little bit, and I was ever so thankful to have my most loyal companion on my arm.
"If you don't breathe soon, people will start to notice." Alex's words brushed over my ear and I couldn't help but laugh a little nervously.
"Dances are just soo...well, they are dances. They were solely invented to torture high school students for hours." I gripped his arm a little tighter.
"No, no, no. That is where you are mistaken. They are only meant to torture the most unfortunate souls who do not have a date. You my dear friend have a date, and if I do say so, he is quite dashing tonight." He stepped back and did a short little bow.
"You are ridiculous." He had me fully laughing now.
"May I have this dance mi lady?" He held out his hand and I took it and did a small curtsy.
"It would be a pleasure, sir." He led me out on the dance floor and luckily it was a slower song. I could do slow dancing, but when it came to actually having dancing skills, I was lacking tremendously.
I glanced around the dance floor, but I didn't see Jackson or Allison anywhere. I promised that I would keep an eye on Allison until Scott got here. I did see Stiles though. He had somehow managed to get Lydia out on the dance floor.
"At least someone is having a good night." I nodded over to where Stiles was.
"Ahh..I don't know. I am actually having a pretty good time myself." He smiled.
"Well, I hope you aren't having too good of a time. Seeing as how she's my girlfriend." I was startled by the fact that Jackson had appeared behind me out of no where.
"Girlfriend? Is that what I am?" I disentangled myself from Alex and turned to face Jackson.
"Well, what else would you call yourself?" He seemed to be completely at loss right now and I couldn't help but smile a little bit.
"Right now...I don't know. Seeing as how you brought another girl to a dance I don't know what I am to you." I shrugged my shoulders softly.
"Can't we just talk?" Jackson took a step to me. I knew why he had brought Allison. And I knew that they were only friends. But my problems ran deeper than him bringing another girl to the dance. He wanted to become the very thing that I was born to hunt. Born to kill.
"We are talking." I pointed out to him and he sighed and shook his head.
"Somewhere a little less public?" He nodded towards the doors that led out of the gym. I looked over at Alex and then nodded my head towards Allison. He took the hint and went over to keep an eye on her.
Jackson led me through the gym doors. "I thought that you were going to stay with your mother in the hospital?" He turned on me, and before I even had a chance to speak he spoke first.
"She still hasn't woken up. And Alex thought it would be a good idea for me to do something normal. Get my mind off of things for at least a few hours." I explained.
Jackson threw his hands up and spun around in a small circle. "Of course he did!"
"I thought you had gotten over being jealous of him?" I questioned him, right now I did not this.
"How can I not be jealous of him? He has spent nearly every waking moment of his time with you. And he is the one that you wanted in that hospital room with you. Not me." He point his finger into his chest, and I felt bad. It wasn't that I didn't want Jackson with me, it was that he couldn't be with me. I couldn't let him know what really happened to my mom, or he would figure out what I really am.
"Jackson. You know that Alex means the world to me. My mom is basically his mom. He had every right to be in that room. It's not fair that you hold that against me." I spoke calmly, but I could see the anger still rising in his eyes, and with the heavy breathing causing the rise and fall of his chest to be bigger.
"Just like it's not fair for you to be jealous that I brought Allison here." He challenged.
"Allison is not the equivalent of Alex, and you know it! You say that you want to be in a relationship with me. But you went for days without even speaking to me. And when I did call, you didn't pick up. You didn't even return the calls. And then I find out you are going to the formal with Allison. How am I supposed to feel?" He didn't know that I knew the real reason why he brought Allison here. And I had to play my part. He still didn't tell me, and that definitely hurt.
He opened his mouth to speak, but instead of words coming out, he brought his lips to mine and tried to kiss me. I pushed him away a second after his lips met mine.
"You can't fix everything with a kiss Jackson. Something is going on with you, and you've been hiding something. And right now, I need honesty. Not more lies." I shook my head lightly at him.
The truth was right now, I needed him to keep his distance from the werewolves. He needed to get as far away from the supernatural world as possible. And unfortunately, for right now that included me.
"Has anyone seen Lydia?" Stiles came up behind us and startled Jackson.
"No. Do I look like her keeper?" Jackson snapped at Stiles, but Stiles looked genuinely freaked out.
"Come on. I'll help you find her." I left Jackson behind and followed Stiles.
"Trouble in paradise?" Stiles asked, more so to start a conversation. I doubted he actually cared if Jackson and I were having problems.
"Well my boyfriend wants to be a werewolf. I hunt werewolves. He doesn't know I hunt werewolves. So, yeah, I guess that produces a problem." We were heading out to the lacrosse field.
"Why would she be out here?" I asked, but my question was answered when I saw Peter leaning over Lydia.
Stiles took off running and I followed after him. He leaned over Lydia, and I didn't miss the sweet and worried expression he had on his face. I wondered if Jackson would look at me like that if I was attacked.
"Please…Please don't hurt her."
Peter stood up and looked at me. "You were at Deaton's place…" He was circling me and I carefully reached into the slit that allowed me access to my back where I was keeping a gun.
"Are you…Are you kidding me right now? How did you even have room for that in their?" Stiles asked, completely baffled.
"You're a pretty little thing aren't you?" Peter smiled.
"This is for my mother." I pulled the trigger but he was too fast. He had me by the throat and pinned to the ground within a minute.
He looked over at Stiles. "Where's Derek?" Stiles looked at him like he was crazy.
"How would I know that? Ask her. The hunters took him." Stiles looked at me.
Peter grinned down at me and squeezed a little bit tighter before he asked. "Have you seen my nephew lately?"
"Well, if you could describe him maybe I could tell you. I've seen a lot of people lately." I smiled at him.
"I don't take kindly to smart ass children." He was squeezing so tight that I felt his claw break the skin around my neck.
"Stiles….I need an answer. Or I kill both of them." He showed his fangs and then leaned down to me.
"I'm pretty sure that Derek took Scott's phone. So if his phone is still turned on then we can track him." Stiles blurted out. Peter let me up and then he pointed at Stiles.
"You're coming with me." He looked at me and smiled. "And because you are just so pleasant to look at, you can come too." I knew that I didn't have a choice but to go with him. He would probably kill me if I didn't.
I also didn't want him to hurt Stiles. So I went with Peter and followed alongside Stiles. My dad was going to make me pay for this mistake. And Alex was going to kill me for making him worry so much.
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