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"Welcome back!" Peter said cheerfully, clapping his hands together. "Can we trust her, now?" He asked Emma pointing at Julia.
"I don't know." Emma whispered as she watched Julia on the couch with her head in her hands.
"I'm sorry." Julia whispered looking up at Emma. She had tears in her eyes and looked completely broken. Emma remembered her looking the same way when John had first died.
"I was so blind in my hatred that I didn't look at what was in front of me. I wish I had known. I'm so sorry."
"You know now and that's what matters."
"I'm going to end this once and for all, so that we can all live in peace." Julia got up from her place, "You shouldn't have had to suffer. This ends now."
"He's a hunter turned werewolf turned alpha. We need to be careful rather than rash."
"I've waited and I've chased after the wrong person when the killer has been right in front of me this whole time."
"This is why we need to be careful. Dawson is extremely shrewd and we can't go up against him without a plan."
"I agree with Emma. As much as I want to end this guy, we need to careful." Derek spoke up.
"You need to be careful for Charlie. He has no one else left but you and being rash isn't going to end well." Emma reasoned.
"What do you want me to do then? Spy for you?"
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." Peter said walking over to them.
"It's too dangerous." Emma said.
"No, it needs to be done. I'll be your eyes and ears, and I'll work the pack against him slowly from the inside."
"But what if you get caught? Dawson will not hesitate to kill you."
"Look, this can't just be about you. He's got something else planned and it looks bigger than ever now. We need to find out what it is. And if something happens to me along the way…I know you'll take care Charlie." Julia confessed.
Derek was parked in front of the Martin house. He had offered to drop Emma home once Julia had left.
"You remember that tree right below your window?" Derek said looking straight ahead.
"Yeah, the one I used to climb down to sneak out of the house." Emma smiled.
"Come on, I need to show you something." Derek said and got out of the car. Emma followed behind him confused as he led them towards the tree.
They now stood directly below the tree, its branches and leaves spanning the area above them. Derek placed a hand on the trunk and looked at Emma, "It was the night after the fire, you weren't back yet and Laura had decided that we needed to leave Beacon Hills. I didn't know if we were ever going to come back and I needed to say good bye to you, only I didn't know how. I didn't want you think I was dead or something." Emma listened quietly as Derek spoke on, "So I came here and carved this." Derek removed his hand from the trunk and right beneath it was 'E + D' etched onto the bark.
Emma gasped and traced the letters, "I never saw this. I guess I never had any reason to because I only ever used this tree to sneak out to meet you."
"I guessed as much." Derek took Emma's hand into his and laced their fingers, "I want to do this."
"What?"
Derek brought her hand up to his lips and kissed the inside of her wrist before slowly guiding her face to his and giving a chaste kiss. Emma smiled into the kiss and didn't open her eyes till a few seconds after.
"That was the correct answer, Derek Hale." Emma smiled.
A piercing scream resonated through the Martin household. Lydia had been sleeping when Emma screamed and she quickly ran from her room towards hers. She got an empty feeling in her stomach that something was terribly wrong and that things we're only going to start to get worse.
"Emma! Emma, what's wrong?" Lydia shouted at her locked door.
Lydia strained her ear against the door in order to hear something; anything but she couldn't make out the sounds.
"Emma open the door! Please! Tell me what's wrong!"
Upon getting no answer she stopped beating her fist against the door and ran to her room to get her phone. She quickly dialed Stiles, "You guys need to get here. Something's happened to Emma. She's locked herself in her room and won't open the door. Get Derek!"
"We're on our way!" Stiles replied and then there was just the sound of the dial tone.
"Emma, what's wrong?" Lydia whispered as she sat against Emma's bedroom door. "Please let me in."
"She won't open the door. I heard her scream and now she won't open the door. It's been too quiet." Lydia explained to Scott and Stiles.
"We need to open the door somehow." Scott said. "We couldn't reach Derek but I've left him a message."
"Forget opening the damn door! Just break it down. Use your werewolf-y powers!" Stiles exclaimed and then Scott upon the realization broke the knob and pushed the door open.
Lydia ran in first, her eyes searching the room frantically for any sign of her sister. They then heard the water running in the bathroom and the door left ajar. Lydia carefully and slowly pushed it open only to find Emma sitting under the shower, shivering in her clothes, sitting very still.
Scott and Stiles watched on as Lydia walked in and crouched down to Emma's level. "Emma?" Lydia whispered. "What's wrong?" And then she saw the bite mark on her left shoulder. Lydia looked back at the guys with a worried look on her face.
"Get Derek." Was all she said and Scott left the room. "Come on, get up Emma. You're freezing." Emma turned around to look at Lydia, her expression unreadable.
"He won." Emma whispered. "He won. He won. He won."
"Stiles help me get her up." Lydia called over to Stiles who rushed over to help carry Emma out of the bathroom. "Sweetie, come on you need to get up and get into warm clothes. And we need to clean that up."
"Stop! It doesn't matter. He won. He won."
"She's getting hysterical and possibly having a panic attack." Stiles stated as they dragged her out of the bathroom and near her bed.
"Emma, who won? What are you talking about?" Lydia asked.
"He won." Emma replied.
"I'm going to get her changed." Lydia said and Stiles walked out of the room. She took of her wet sleep clothes and put her in a dry tank top and a pair of sweat pants.
Stiles then walked in with a first aid box as Lydia was towel drying her hair
"Why isn't it healing?" Stiles asked.
"It won't." Emma replied.
"What? Why not?" Lydia asked.
"Because she'll need to reciprocate it in order for it to heal or die if she doesn't." Derek said as he and Scott stood in the doorway. Emma looked up at him and her eyes filled with tears. She covered her face as she broke down into sobs.
"What are you talking about?" Scott asked as Derek slowly walked towards Emma, his eyes never leaving her form.
Lydia slowly rubbed Emma's back trying to calm her but it was to no avail.
"Derek?" Lydia prompted.
"It's a mate's bite." Derek said as he looked at the bite on her shoulder. "She can either accept to be the mate or reject it and die."
"What? That doesn't make any sense!" Lydia shouted.
"This is why when two werewolves decide to mate; they need to be certain because it's very much final." Derek explained.
"But who bit her?" Stiles asked.
"Who do you think?" Derek growled.
Scott answered Stiles's question, "Dawson."
Lydia got up from her position and removed Emma's hands from her face and wiped away the tears, "Stop crying! Come on, get up! We're going to go and see Deaton. He'll know a way out of this!"
Emma looked up at Lydia and then turned to look at Derek. Her eyes searched his face and saw how pained he looked. "There is no solution. No way out of it." She whispered as she stared at Derek.
"There is a solution." Derek said and walked out of the room.
"No, Derek. Stop!" Emma cried and ran after him. She grabbed his arm and stood in front him. Lydia, Scott and Stiles had joined them downstairs.
"Emma, we should at least consider the solution." Lydia stated.
"What's the solution, Derek?" Scott asked.
"It's not a solution! It's a suicide mission!" Emma shouted.
"And you getting ready to accept the bite isn't?" Derek replied.
Emma kept quiet as Lydia gasped, "You're going to accept it?"
"You think I couldn't tell what was going through your head?" Derek growled his eyes clearly showing his anger.
"What do you expect me to do, Derek? There is no use fighting it and I refuse to leave Lydia alone again."
"And I refuse to let you be his!"
"It's the only way I know how to keep you guys safe now." Emma said as a lone tear rolled down her cheek.
"Don't be stupid! I'm going to end this once and for all!"
"I will not go through not knowing who the hell will come out victorious!"
"What do you plan on doing, Derek?" Stiles asked.
"Kill him! He wants to kill him!" Emma answered.
"Your wolf will never accept him. And there is only one way out of this and you know it." Derek shouted.
"Don't you think I know that? My wolf will never accept him because it's already someone else's! And if you die I'll die as well."
"Derek, let's all just calm down. We'll look for other ways. There has to be something." Scott persuaded.
"There is no other way. Once Dawson is dead that is the only way that she'll ever be free."
"We'll talk to Deaton in the morning and sort this out."
"Derek, you promised me." Emma pleaded. "You said that-
"And I told you not to make me make such promises." With that Derek pushed past Emma and walked out the front door. Emma watched him leave and disappear in the darkness. She then made the walk to her room, expressionless and dejected.