Thanks for the reviews! I hope this chapter is better. Derek will be back next chapter, don't worry! I'm debating if I should skip 3x20 since there isn't much Laci can do in it since she wouldn't be involved in the fight, and she won't be going to the mental house with Stiles. If you guys have any ideas, I'd love to hear them! I do not own anything in this chapter, besides Laci, everything else belongs to their rightful owners

Chapter 14

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Having tried to follow Stiles, Laci ended up walking outside a few minutes behind him to see the chaos that was going on. She lost Stiles in the mess, but she could see the wires from the room sparking all over the place. Except that wasn't what Laci was worried about. Kira was standing right in front of the dangerous wires. "Kira!" she called out, but it was too late. An ambulance had tried to swerve and not hit the girl, and not to mention the wires, and had ended up hitting some water pipes.

Water was spraying all around the parking lot now, and Laci was afraid of her new supernatural friend. If those wires touched the water while someone was standing in it, they'd be killed probably almost instantly. Her eyes flickered over to the car coming up to the scene now and felt her heart drop as Isaac and Allison got out of the car. Her attention was taken when she noticed the driver of the ambulance was getting out. "No! Stop!" Laci screamed upon noticing that he'd be stepping right into the water.

A horrified scream left her lips as she saw the man shake as electricity shot through his entire body before dropping dead to the ground. Covering her mouth, she tried to take in a deep breath so she could breath, but the tears in her eyes were making it harder not to cry. "No, stop! Everybody get back! Everyone get back!" Kira shouted as she looked between the three of them. If they got any closer, they would meet the same fate as the driver.

"Allison!" Isaac shouted when she got too close, pushing her to the side before she could step into the water.

His eyes flicker up across the lot to Laci, worry filling his eyes briefly. She looked terrified, and he wanted to go to her, even if he didn't have a right to anymore. His thoughts were cut off as the water moved past his feet, sending shocks through his body the second it did. "Isaac!" both Laci and Allison screamed as his body spasded as he crumpled to the ground. "Isaac!" Laci screamed again, wanting to drop her crutches and run to his side. Only, everything went to hell then. A woman was shocked as she got out of her car, her eyes on the roof instead of the dangerous ground below her. Another man drove right into the water, his eyes on the sparking roof as he drove right towards Kira.

Laci gasped as she watched Kira jump on the top of the car and flip off of it, landing gracefully on the ground. Looking around, Laci spotted Isaac just laying there. Someone had to help him somehow. She wasn't sure if his werewolf healing could save him from this. Taking a step forward, she was suddenly stopped as a hand closed around her arm. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that it was Derek who had grabbed her. On her other side was Scott, both looking blown away and confused on what was going. "Isaac's hurt," Laci said back to Derek, as if there was something he could do that no one else could. No matter what he could do, he couldn't keep himself from ended up with the same fate as Isaac.

Scott's eyes were on Kira, as were at least a dozen of other people. Raising up her hands, she was able to lift the sparking wire in front of her before grabbing it. The trio watched on as she closed her other hand over the broken end, silencing the sparks from flying everywhere. Scott and Kira's eyes met from across the water, confusion and wonder clear in his eyes as he looked at her. Laci nudged Derek, pointing out Isaac once it was clear the water was now safe to touch again. Derek nodded and took off to his beta. Laci hesitated before letting her crutches go and taking off in a hobble to them.

Before she could get to him, Allison's arms wrapped around her and pulled her back. The hunter knew that if Derek could do anything, he'd need space to do it. Laci struggled against her at first, but soon she stopped and just watched Derek feel for a pulse. Both girls wanted to go to Isaac's side, but they knew deep down that they needed to trust that if anything was wrong, Derek could fix it. "Isaac? He's not breathing," Her heart stopped upon hearing him, and when he looked up, the look on his face just confirmed that she hadn't heard him wrong. "Scott! He's not breathing!" he shouted over to Scott.

Allison's grip tightened on Laci, both girls terrified and Derek tried to revive Isaac. Neither realized that they were crying, nor did they bother to find out. Melissa was one of the first out on the scene. She ordered the others to put Isaac up on the gurney, but Derek lifted him up and did it himself. Isaac was his responsibility, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing. Melissa glanced over to the girls, looking just as scared as they did. Isaac was apart of their family, he lived with them, and he had been apart of it long before that. She loved him just as much as she loved Stiles. She couldn't help Stiles, but she could help Isaac right now, and that was what she was going to do.

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Come morning, things weren't any better. Laci, Scott, and Allison never left the hospital, not for long anyway. Scott had went with Derek and the times to look for Stiles, but they had no luck in doing that. Soon enough, two days had gone by, and Stiles was still missing and Isaac still hadn't woken up. Isaac was revived, thank god, but he had yet to wake up. Melissa had wanted Laci to come home, rest and go to school come Monday, but she wasn't going anyway, and neither was Allison.

Both girls were sleeping in the waiting chairs. Neither had been allowed to see Isaac since they weren't family. Allison had tried to tell them that Isaac didn't have any family, in which Laci added in that he was living with her family. She knew the nurse they were talking to, she was friends with her mom, but that didn't change the rules. The nurse had apologized, but basically told them that rules were rules. So, that left the two girls sleeping in the chairs outside of Isaac's room.

The sound of Laci's phone was what woke them up. Groaning, Laci pulled her phone and looked at the screen. Glancing at Allison, she uncurled herself from the chair and got up. Answering her phone, she walked a few feet away so Allison could sleep a little longer. "Nothing's changed as far as we know. They won't let us in," she told him, knowing that he was looking for an update with Isaac, that was what he had been wanting to know the last three times he called her.

"Have you gone home at all? Showered, changed, ate?"

She couldn't help but smile weakly at his concern. Granted, she hadn't left the hospital for more than an hour at the most, she didn't want him to worry about her. He should be worried about Isaac, or helping find Stiles. "I don't smell, if that's what you want to know," she told him, laughing weakly to try to ease the tension. "Um, but yeah, I'm okay. My leg is better, I can walk it for the most part now. I-I'm not alone, Allison's with me. Are-are you, um, are you you going to be making a visit to see him soon?" she asked him quietly, glancing back to see that Allison wasn't paying her any attention. Not that she was hiding anything, but she wasn't in the mood to talk about anything concerning her and Derek right now.

"Maybe, I'm following a lead on Stiles. I just wanted to check in, make sure you . . . make sure Isaac was okay," he told her.

She didn't know what to think. Here Derek was, calling to make sure she was okay, always coming to her rescue when he could, always listening to her even when he's not comfortable with those kinds of situations, and she didn't know what to do. She loved Isaac, she knew that even broken up, she'd love him. Glancing at Allison, she couldn't understand how she could have so much conflict over just holding hands with Derek, when Isaac was spending nights at Allison's, sneaking in her window who knows how many times, and she wasn't sure she wanted to know what else. The only answer she could come up was that Isaac didn't love her as much as she thought he did, but she didn't want to believe that. It hurt too

She was about to say something to him, when she noticed the elevator doors opening and her mom and brother coming off of it. "Um, Scott and my mom's here. I'll text you if I find out anything more. Bye, Derek," she said quickly before hanging up and going over just as Scott woke up Allison. "They won't let us in, said we aren't family. We tried to tell them that he didn't have any, but they said rules were rules," she filled them in, knowing that Scott would ask that first.

"He's got us," Melissa spoke up, looking between the three teens before pulling a her key card out of her pocket. "And I've got a key card," she added on, smiling weakly in attempt to put on a brave face for them.

Melissa would do whatever she could to help, and she knew that they needed to see that their friend was okay for themselves. She might as well help them the only way she could and let them in to see him. Unlocking the door for them, they were welcomed with the annoying machines's beeping. "Be quick," Melissa warned them as Scott led the way inside the room. The two girl were quick to follow in behind him. Across the room, Isaac was laying still in his bed. His left half of his face was still burned, along with his arm all the way down to his fingers.

"Oh, god," Laci sobbed as she covered her mouth. She hadn't seen how bad Isaac was, and it was hitting her like a ton of bricks.

Feeling her hand be squeezed, she looked down to see that it belonged to her brother. He was holding onto Allison's hand too as he led them over to the bed. "I thought he'd be healing by now," Allison said out, sharing what the other two were thinking.

"So did I,"

Scott let go of Allison's hand and reached forward, grabbing hold of Isaac's burned arm. Laci watched carefully, looking for any sign of anything. Seeing the rising and falling of his chest made her relieved. He had to be in so much pain though, and it killed her to know that. He had been hurt enough, he didn't deserve this. "Is-is he, um, is he in pain?" she asked over to her brother nervously. She was hoping that he said no, but her heart tightened upon seeing him shake his head no, trying not to look upset for her and Allison's sakes.

The girls watched as he tightened his hold on Isaac's arm, black veins appearing on his hand as Isaac took a sharp inhale of breath. Isaac looked almost relieved, like some of the pain was gone, while Scott gritted his teeth in pain. Scott had shown her this before at the Deaton's. He had taken some of his pain away. It took Scott a couple of minutes to relax before he was able to talk to them. "It won't heal him, but . . . but it helps with the pain," he explained to Allison mostly, knowing that Laci already knew.

"Did Stiles really do this?" Allison asked.

As much as Scott didn't want to believe it, he knew that it had been Stiles who had cut those wires. He knew that something dark, evil, was inside of his best friend, and he didn't know how to help him. He couldn't even find him. "Whatever's controlling him did it. Whatever's inside him," he told her, giving them both a look that he was as confused and nervous about this as they both were. Neither of them wanted to hurt Stiles, believe that he had done this to two other people and their own friend, but the facts were staring at them right in the face.

Laci felt guilty, like this could somehow be her fault. She had seen Stiles just before all of this had happened. She could have tried harder to catch up with him, stop him from leaving. They could have helped him before he decided to go missing for two days. "I saw Stiles a few minutes after I left you and Derek. He, um, he was leaving, I think. I called to him . . . I-I thought it was weird, you had just told him me he was down getting tested, yet there he was. He-he, um, he looked back at me and god, Scott, his eyes. They looked . . . they looked, I don't know, dark. Like it wasn't Stiles, but something else. I tried to follow him, but-but with the crutches, I couldn't-I couldn't keep up with-" she tried to explain to them, but stopped short when Scott squeezed her hand to get her attention.

"Hey, it wasn't your fault. We'll find him," he told her, giving her a weak attempt at a comforting smile, even though none of them believed it.

Allison knew that there was one real problem. Finding Stiles was already harder than it should have been, but what about when they did find him? What then? She wasn't sure if Scott had a plan, or even if he knew how to handle this, but she was really hoping that he did. "And when we do? How do we get whatever's inside of him the hell out of him?" she asked him, her eyes flickering between the both of them. They all knew it was the real question to consider, only, none of them wanted to be the one to answer it.

"I'm working on it,"