I gasped for breath waking up. I looked around not recognizing where I was until I realized I was at the animal clinic. I looked to the door seeing Dr. Deaton and Scott walk in. They smiled at me. I weakly smiled back. "Hello Stasia. Do you remember what happened?"Deaton asked. I nodded. "I was taking a nap because my head was killing me when I woke up to this burning pain in my torso. When I looked, I had these red spots on me. Then it felt like I was being electrocuted. I…I was in so much pain."I told them.
My eyes widened upon realization. "Derek! Something's wrong with Derek! He's the reason I was feeling like that. Something happened!"I said jumping off the table trying to get passed them. "No. You're not going anywhere. Derek was taken by the Argents."Scott said holding me back. I looked up at him with wide eyes. "What? No! We have to go save him! He's being freaking electrocuted!"I yelled at him in panic.
Deaton sighed and motioned for me to get back on the table. "We need to talk Stasia. It's very important."He looked at Scott giving him a look. He nodded and walked out of the room closing the door. I sighed getting back on the table. "How long have you been able to feel Derek's pain?"He asked me leaning against the counter. I thought back. "Um, I first felt it when he was shot with a wolfsbane bullet about two months ago or so."I told him shrugging. "Were you and Derek together then?"He asked.
I shrugged. "I mean, we would hang out in my room at night talking. We only went out on one date. So I don't know if you would qualify that as dating or whatever."I said. He nodded. "Has Derek bitten you? Sort of leaving his mark?"He asked. I shook my head. "Why? Peter said something about him marking me as well."I asked curiously. Deaton sighed. "I think it's because you're Derek's mate. You can feel his pain and he can feel yours. He has to mark you to complete the ritual as I'm assuming you and he have already….you know."He said a little sheepishly. I blushed and nodded.
"So, he needs to bite me?"I asked. He nodded. "Yes. I think it would actually benefit you both if it happened. Your senses towards each other would heighten and it could help you both out if one of you were in trouble."He explained. I nodded taking all the information in. I jumped and let out a tiny cry of pain feeling another jolt of electricity course through me. Deaton quickly helped me lay down on the table as I squirmed in pain. It went away and I panted with tears in my eyes. "I want Derek. He needs to be okay. We have to save him."I whimpered out. Deaton sighed. "We'll save him. It'll be okay."He said stroking my hair as I passed out.
I laid curled up in Scott's bed as he searched all over his room for his phone. Stiles was sitting on a chair at the foot of the bed. "Call it again."Scott told him. Stiles sighed. "It's not here."He said. I whimpered and buried my face in the pillow feeling the electricity run through me. I felt hands stroking my back in a soothing manner. "It's gonna be okay."I heard Scott say. About a minute later, his hands were removed. I took a few deep breathes as the pain went away. I looked back up at Stiles and Scott.
"So you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?"He asked throwing his hands up in the air. Scott fell to the floor. He must have been looking underneath his bed because there was a shuffling sound from there. "He can't afford a new one."I whispered out. "And I can't do this alone. We have to find Derek. For me and Stasia."He said standing up. "Well, A, you're not alone. You have me and Stasia."Stiles said watching Scott go to his bathroom. "And, B, didn't you say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead."I lifted my head and glared at Stiles.
He looked a little scared. "Argent's plan was to use him to get the Alpha. They're not gonna kill him."Scott said looking at us from the bathroom door. "All right, so then just let them do what they're planning, you know? They use Derek to get Peter, problem solved."Stiles said shrugging. "Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek!"Scott exclaimed and then ran over to his shelves. "I can't protect her on my own. Which means we need to find Derek first."Scott said as he moved things around.
"Just…just help me!"Scott said as he continued to search. I giggled lightly as a small plush basketball hit Stiles in the head. He threw the ball onto the ground. "You know, you probably lost it when you two were fighting. You remember that, when he was trying to kill you? After you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?"Stiles asked looking up at Scott. "He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die."Scott told him glancing at him over his shoulder.
"Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?"Stiles asked. I picked up the other pillow and threw it at Stiles. I smirked as it hit him in the face making him almost fall off the chair. He glared at me. Scott's head snapped over to the window. "What?"I asked him concerned. "Our mom just got home from work."Scott said. I sat up a little. Scott moved over and sat on the edge of his desk. "Is she okay?"Stiles asked. Scott shook his head making me sit up more in alarm. "What's she doing?"Stiles asked. "Crying."Scott told him. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed.
Stiles sighed. "Scott, you can't protect everyone."He said. "I have to."Scott said. I frowned biting my lip.
I skipped school the next day because I was still getting the pain from the random electric shocks. I was currently in Scott's room with my mom as Scott got ready for the Winter Formal. I wouldn't be going. I had plans to spend the night with Derek but I can't anymore since he's been captured. "This is nice."My mom said as she looked at Scott's jacket. "How did you afford a…Oh."She said as she opened up the jacket and saw the duct tape.
I giggled from my place on the bed. "It's not gonna work, is it?"Scott asked from his bathroom. "No, no, no, it's fine, it's fine. No one will notice."She said picking the jacket up. "Yeah, no one legally blind."I commented. "I heard that."Scott called. I smirked. "You were supposed to."I told him. Mom smiled. "Okay, well, you just come in here, and we can try it."Mom said. Scott came out of the bathroom fixing his tie. "Come on, come on, come on. Let's do this."Mom said holding the jacket open for Scott.
He slid his arms into the jacket and turned around. "See? I actually think this is gonna work."She said straightening out his jacket a bit. "Really?"I asked a bit skeptical. She gave me a look before turning back to Scott. "Turn."She said motioning with her fingers. Scott turned around and held his arms out. I burst out laughing at the rip in his pants. "And…no."She stated. Scott looked back. "What?"He asked. We both pointed to the rip. He looked back at it. "What? I…I don't have time for this! I can't buy new ones, mom! What am I gonna do?"He exclaimed.
"Okay, don't panic, all right? Take them off. Pants off now."She said walking out of the room. Scott pushed his pants off. I smiled slightly. "After this dance…please look for Derek. Please Scott. I don't know what I'll do if I lost him."I begged him quietly as my eyes became glossy. He nodded as mom came back into the room. She sat on the bed and got out a needle and thread. She started sewing his pants up. "So is she coming here? Because you know I need the car tonight."She said.
"No. I'm going stag."He told her. She looked up at him. "You're going alone?"She asked. "Stag. There's a difference. Sort of."He told her. I giggled. "There's no difference."I told her. She smiled and went back to sewing. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little, you know, surprised that, you know, you don't have anyone else to ask other than Allison."She said. "There are no other girls besides Allison."Scott told her.
"You really feel that way?"Mom asked. He sighed. "Can you just please keep sewing?"He begged her. "No, no, no, no. You have time for just one question. Come here."She said patting the spot beside her. Scott sat next to her sighing. "Do you really feel that way?'She asked looking at him. "I can't help it. I mean, every time I look at her, I get this…this hollow feeling in my chest, and it's like…it's like someone literally took a shovel and dug a hole in me, and it's the worst feeling I've ever had in my life, and I didn't…I didn't know anyone could actually ever feel this bad."He told her.
She nodded her head. "I know. Everyone knows eventually. But it does go away."She said trying to comfort him. "I don't want it to."He said shaking his head slightly. They both looked at each other. "Have you told her how you feel?"I asked from behind them. They looked at me before Scott turned back nodding his head. "She knows." I scoffed shaking my head. Mom hit him on the forehead. "Come on, 'She knows.' She knows? Listen, dumbass, I'm gonna let you in on a secret that most guys don't even have a clue about, all right? You ready?"She asked him. He nodded. "Women love words."She stated. "Huh?"Scott asked.
I giggled. "You need to tell her how you feel. Just say it. Say it again. Say it differently. Learn how to say it better."Mom said. "Oh! Learn how to sing it! Girls would love a guy to come up to their window in the middle of the night with a guitar or something and sing to them."I told them dreamily. Mom laughed at me. "You know, just write it in a poem and a letter attacked to flowers."I cut her off. "I would love for my guy to send me a bouquet of flowers with a note about how much he cares about me."I commented thinking about Derek doing that.
"Carve it in a tree, in a sidewalk with cement…tattoo on your arm."She finished after giving me a look. "Really?"Scott and I both asked in hope. She gave us both looks. "No. Not really."I pouted. "Just…tell her the truth. Tell her anything and everything you want."Mom said looking at him. "Everything?"He asked with this little grin on his face. "But when you do I'd keep that buttoned."She said pointing to his crotch. "Here you go."She said getting up and putting his pants on the bed.
I stood up with mom and walked over to Scott. "Have fun and call me if anything happens."I whispered to him as I pulled him into a hug. He nodded and let go of me. I walked out of his room and to mine to wait out this awful night.
I woke up to my phone going off. I sat up in bed and answered it. "What's happened?"I asked immediately. "Lydia's in the hospital."It was Jackson. My eyes widened and I jumped out of bed. "I'm on my way."I said hanging up. I changed into suitable clothes and ran downstairs. Mom had the car so I was stuck with running.
I got there in half an hour. I ran into the hospital panting. Seeing my mom, I ran straight over to her. "Where's Lydia? Where the hell is my best friend?!"I asked frantically. "Whoa! Slow down sweetie!"I shook my head at her. "No! Where is she? I have to see her."I begged her with tears in my eyes. "Come with me."She said grabbing my hand. I followed her as she led me to Lydia's room. I gasped seeing her through the window as we got to her. I went over to Lydia's parents and hugged them. We cried into each other.
After a while, I pulled away from them and sat in a chair to just wait for Lydia to gain consciousness. I got up as soon as Stiles got off the elevator. His dad held him back from going to the room. "You know what? It's good that we're in a hospital, because I'm gonna kill you."He said to him. "I'm sorry. I lost the keys to my jeep. I had to run all the way here."Stiles said panting slightly.
"Stiles, I don't care!"His dad yelled. I winced. "Is she gonna be okay?"Stiles asked in a shaky voice. I moved closer and hugged him lightly to comfort him. His dad sighed. "They don't know, partially because they don't know what happened. She lost a lot of blood, but there's something else going on with her."His dad told him quietly. "Wh-what do you mean?"Stiles stammered. "The doctors say it's like she's having an allergic reaction. Her body keeps going into shock. Did you see anything? I mean do you have any idea who or what attacked her?"He asked Stiles.
"No. No, I have no idea."Stiles told him. I knew he was lying. "What about Scott?"He asked. "What about him?"I asked. "Did he see anything?"His dad asked us. "What do you…is he not here?"Stiles asked. "What are you talking about? I've been calling him on his cell phone. I've gotten no response."We looked over Sheriff Stilinski's shoulder at Jackson. He shrugged and mouthed he didn't know. "You're not gonna get one."I told him.
Sheriff Stilinski pulled both Stiles and I out into a hallway. "Listen, go wait with your friends, all right?"He told us. "Dad, tell me. Look, you know it has something to do with Derek."Stiles said. I glared slightly. "What? I thought you two said you barely knew him."He asked. "All right, we might know him a little better than that."Stiles admitted. "Yeah, considering he's my freaking boyfriend."I commented. Stiles nodded. Stiles' dad grabbed the back of his neck. "You do realize that I'm elected to this job, right?"He asked.
"And if we help you figure this out, you'll be re-elected. Am I right? Dad, come on."He said as we stopped. "You know what? That girl in there has got nothing to do with a six-year-old arson case."His dad said. "When did you decide it was definitely arson?"Stiles asked a bit frantic. "When we got a key witness. And, no. I'm not telling you who it is, but yeah, yeah, we know it's arson. And it was probably organized by a young woman."He continued telling us. "What young woman?"I asked him.
"If I knew that, she'd be in jail."The sheriff said. "Was she young then, or is she young now?"Stiles asked. "She's probably in her late 20s."His phone rang and he pulled it out. "Damn, I gotta grab this call."He said staring at his phone. "You don't know her name?"Stiles asked. "No, I don't...what is this? Twenty questions? All we know if that she had a very distinctive…"He gestured to his neck and snapped his fingers. "What do you call it? A pendant."His dad answered. "What the hell's a pendant?"Stiles asked a bit angrily.
"Stiles, do you go to school? A pendant! A pendant! It's a necklace. Now, can I answer the phone?"His dad asked him gesturing to his phone. "Yes."Stiles said. "Thank you."His dad walked away answering his phone. Stiles ran his hands over his head. "Stiles, I think I know who the young woman is."I told him quietly as I came to a realization. He looked down at me. "What is it?"I looked up at him. "It's Kate. Kate Argent. Derek told me about his past with her."I told him moving my hands around a bit. His eyes widened and then he grabbed my hand pulling me down the hallway fast.
We were almost out of the building before Jackson stopped us. "Hey, where are you two going?"He asked following us. "To find Scott."Stiles told him. "But neither of you have a car."He said still following us. "We're aware of that."I told him. "Thank you."Stiles added. "Here, I'll drive. Come on…"Jackson said grabbing Stiles' shoulder. He pushed Jackson's hand away. "Look, just because you feel guilty all of a sudden doesn't make it okay, all right? Half of this is still your fault."Stiles told him angrily.
"Look, I have a car. You don't. Do you want my help or not?"Jackson asked. "That's fine."I told him as I stepped in between them. "Did you bring the Porsche?"Stiles asked. Jackson took out his eyes. "Yeah."Stiles grabbed them out of Jackson's hand. "Good. I'll drive."We turned to walk out but stopped seeing Mr. Argent and his followers. "Boys and Stasia. I was wondering if you can tell me where Scott McCall is."He said smiling. "Scott McCall? Um…haven't seen him since the dance. Jackson, you?"Stiles said.
"Uh…I..."Jackson stuttered. I sighed. "For the love of God."I muttered. They grabbed onto us and walked down to an empty room. They pushed us in. Chris locked the doors of the room. "Let's try this again. Where is Scott McCall?"He asked. He grabbed onto Stiles and slammed him against a cabinet. I went to move forward but one of the followers stopped me. I glared at him. "Let me ask you a question, Stiles. Have you ever seen a rabid dog?"He asked Stiles.
"No. I could put it on my to-do list if you just let me go."He said. I shook my head at his sarcasm. Now was not the time for it. "Well, I have, and the only thing I've ever been able to compare it to is seeing a friend of mine turn on a full moon. Do you wanna know what happened?"He asked. "Not really. No offense to your storytelling skills."Stiles said. I almost slapped my forehead. He's gonna get us killed. "He tried to kill me, and I was forced to put a bullet in his head."Chris said hitting Stiles' head with his pointer finger.
"The whole while that he lay there dying, he was still trying to claw his way toward me, still trying to kill me, like it was the most important thing he could do with his last breath. Can you imagine that?"He asked Stiles. Stiles shook his head. "No. And it sounds like you need to be a little bit more selective…"Stiles said but Chris slammed his hands on either side of Stiles' head. "Did Scott try to kill you and Stasia on the full moon? Did you have to lock him up?"He yelled at Stiles.
"Yeah, I did. I had to handcuff him to a radiator."Stiles said. "Why? Would you prefer it if we locked him in the basement and burned the whole house down around him?"I asked him angrily. He turned to look at me. He held his finger up and then balled it into a fist. He chuckled. "I hate to dispel a popular rumor, Stasia, but we never did that."He said. "Oh, right. Derek said you guys had a code. I guess no one ever breaks it."Stiles said. "Never."Chris said looking at his minions. "What if someone does?"Stiles asked.
"Someone like who?"Chris asked. "Like your sister."I said taking a step forward. He looked at me slowly. They all walked out quickly leaving myself, Stiles, and Jackson standing there. I ran over to Stiles. "Are you okay?"I asked him. He nodded breathing a bit heavily. "What do we do now?"Jackson asked. "We go after them."I said like it was obvious. Stiles nodded. "Let's go. We need to stop at the school first. "He grabbed my hand and we walked out to Jackson's Porsche.
Stiles was pretty much speeding all the way doing the road. Once we made it onto the dirt road that led to Derek's, Jackson spoke up. "Hey, hey, hey. This isn't exactly an all-terrain vehicle."Jackson said. "Yeah? Did you pay for it?"Stiles asked as he drove. Jackson sighed. "No."I smirked. "Then shut up."I told him. Stiles pressed down on the gas and drove faster.
We had to stop at the school to make a few Molotov cocktails. My eyes widened as we drove up to the house. Peter was full on Alpha with Scott changed. Allison and her dad were also there. Jackson got out of the car and allowed me to get out. Stiles pressed the horn getting the Alpha's attention. He closed the door and then threw one of the containers of the cocktail at it. The bad part about it was that the Alpha caught it and then growled at us. "Oh, damn."Stiles muttered.
"Allison!"I looked over at Scott and he threw a cross bow towards Allison. She caught it and then loaded an arrow. She aimed and shot the arrow threw the bottle. The Alpha's arm caught on fire. He roared and tried to put the flame out. I grabbed the bottle in Jackson's hand and threw it at the Alpha. It burst and his whole body caught on fire. The Alpha tried going after Allison but Scott ran and kicked him away. The Alpha stumbled around before stopping as the fire extinguished on its own.
Peter fell down to his knees gagging before he fell back onto the ground. I stared at his body panting. I smiled slightly seeing Allison kiss Scott. My eyes widened at the sight of Derek walking towards his uncle. I felt the tingling sensation of tears forming as I finally saw him after being tortured for what seemed like eternity. He stood over his uncle and then got down on one knee. Scott ran up behind him. "Wait! You said the cure comes from the one who bit you. Derek. If you do this, I'm dead. Her father, her family…what am I supposed to do?"Scott asked him.
We all watched the scene unfolding before us. "You've already decided."Peter breathed out. "I can smell it on you!"He growled out at Derek. Derek raised his hand."Wait! No, no! Don't!"Scott yelled as Derek slashed Peter's throat. Derek stood up and then turned to Scott. "I'm the Alpha now."He said in a distorted voice.
The next night, I was sat on my bed just staring at my wall thinking about what would happen now. I jumped at the sound of knocking on my window. I got out of bed and went over to my window. I smiled slightly at Derek's crouched figure on the roof. I slid open my window and moved back as he climbed inside. He closed it and then turned to me.
I immediately wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his chest. I breathed in his scent and sighed happily. "God, you have no idea how much I've missed you."He whispered in my hair. I giggled and nodded. "I do know. I missed you just as much as you missed me. Probably more."I said looking up at him. He smiled slightly and brushed my hair behind my ear.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling?"I asked him worriedly. He nodded. "I'm fine. Better than fine now that I have you back in my arms."I blushed lightly and smiled. "Cheesy. But I love it. And I'm just asking because I could feel what they were doing to you while you were with the bitch. I was in terrible pain so I can't imagine what it was like for you."I told him pulling away slightly.
I pulled him over to my bed and pushed him down onto his back gently. I climbed onto him straddling his waist as he laid back. He held my hips as I placed my hands on his chest. "I'm sorry you had to feel that."He whispered staring up at me. I smiled and shook my head. "I'm just glad you're okay now."I told him. He turned us so I was now on my back and he was on top of me. I placed my hands on his face stroking his cheek bones softly as I gazed into his eyes. "I love you."I whispered.
His eyes widened slightly but then he leaned down pulling me into a passionate kiss. My arms went around his neck as his hands gripped onto my waist. He pulled away and leaned out foreheads together. "I love you too."He whispered back. I smiled up at him. "Deaton said you needed to bite me. He said that we're mates and that to finish this ritual or whatever, that you needed to bite me."I told him suddenly.
He pulled away and laid down beside me sighing. "If I do bite you, two things would happen."He said looking up at the ceiling. I turned my body to face him. "What are they?"I asked. "Now that I'm an Alpha, you would change. And the other is that you would bare my mark."He said turning to look at me. I pursed my lips together and grabbed his hand. I interlaced our fingers before looking up at him. "Well, then we should we do it?"I asked him.
He stared at me. "What?"He asked in shock but also confusion. "I want you to bite me Derek. I want to change and I want others to know that I'm yours as well as you being mine."I told him sincerely. He chuckled softly and leaned down kissing my forehead softly. "I'll do it tomorrow night then. For now, you need to sleep."He said. I nodded and laid down with my head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me flush against him. I smiled contently and closed my eyes falling asleep as soon as I did.