Fury Part 4:
"Rebecca?" She heard a familiar and calm voice say her full name; it was odd because no one ever called her that. She was still tired and her injury was still throbbing. "Rebecca?" It repeated her name and she had the need to correct it, she hated being called that.
"It's Bex." She said through clenched teeth and she heard it give a small laugh at her response. Her eyes fluttered open to see a bright light above her and she felt cold, hard metal underneath her. She looked around and saw she was in the vet's. It was Deaton who was talking to her. He smiled down at her, slightly concerned but glad she was coming around. "Doc?" She asked still a bit hazy on everything.
He gave a small chuckle. "Yeah, it's me. Gave us quiet a scare there, Bex." He told her. "Luckily, I stitched you up and you only fainted because of loss of blood but it was a close on. You should take it easy though." Bex nodded and sat up. She looked down and saw that her shirt, which was caked with dry blood, was rolled up slightly so that he could stitch her up. She rolled it down and saw Isaac's hoodie on the chair. She went to get off the table but as soon as she landed on the ground she felt herself go weak and she was about to fall but she felt him catch her. "Whoa, there. Like I said take it easy." Deaton said lightheartedly.
"Right, sorry." She apologized to him and sat back on the cold table. "Thank you." She told him graciously and he smiled.
"Of course. Here, you need to drink this." He ordered giving her a glass of juice. "I'll be back in a few." He patted her back, kindly and left to go in the back. She drank a bit.
Bex felt a bit better after drinking the juice. She felt vibrating and she checked her pocket and found her phone. She took it and checked the messages. They were mostly from Danny who was going crazy that she hadn't come home. She quickly texted him back she was out late with Stiles and Scott and she would be home soon. Soon after she got a reply saying that he was freaking out and that he'd see her when she got home. The other messages were from Scott and Stiles also wondering where she was. Her phone rang.
"Oh thank God, Bex!" Stiles voice shouted through the phone. "Where the hell are you? We've been worried sick! Are you okay? Where's Derek? Did he take you?" He shouted.
"Hey, chill. I'm fine." Bex assured him. "He took me to the vet's. I'm fine now. Are you guys okay? Did the paralysis wear off? What happened when we left?" She asked him.
"It doesn't matter. Basically, Scott saved my dad and his mom knows about him now. Yeah, We're fine. I'm good. I'll explain everything tomorrow. What should I tell my dad? He's worried sick about you! Do you want me to pick you up?" Stiles quickly asked her. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"
"No, I'm better now. Tell him that you guys got me out and I went to the hospital but I was released after they stitched me up. Tell him that I'm completely fine and to not worry. Derek is going to give me a ride. I just need to get some sleep, Stiles. I promise to see you tomorrow." She told him, though she didn't know where he was at the moment. Stiles seemed hesitant on letting her go with Derek alone. "I'll be fine, Stiles. Take care of your dad. I'll see you tomorrow." She told him as she hung up.
As soon as she put the phone down the door opened and she looked up and she was surprised to see Isaac ran in with Derek and Erica behind him. Seeing him just made her feel better. She could see his concern and he could see her fear and fatigue. Before she could say anything, he walked quickly over to her and pressed his lips to hers. He didn't care that Derek and Erica was watching, he was just happy that she was alive. He had been afraid he could never kiss her again. It was like they were alone, feeling that spark of electricity they felt every time they kissed. He cupped her face and kissed her passionately. She entangled her hand in his curly hair. She ignored the painful stinging that was coming from her stitches and just enjoyed his kiss as he held her tightly to him.
Isaac finally pulled back and pulled her into a hug. "Thank God, you're okay." He said into her hair. She smelled a bit like Derek but he didn't care. He was just glad she was safe. She sighed, happy to be in his arms again. It was only a few hours but it seemed longer to both of them. He had just known something happened to her but he couldn't get out. He go of her but kept his hand in hers. "Derek told me you got hurt and we left. Are you okay? Does it hurt?" He asked quickly.
"I'm fine. I'm better." She told him squeezing his hand. Derek walked in a bit more and Bex saw an annoyed Erica trailing behind him. She dropped a bag of clothes next to her on the table. "What are these?" She asked suspicious of anything Erica gives her.
"Thought you might want to change." Isaac told her, gesturing to her bloody clothes. She nodded and Deaton came back out.
"Go ahead and use the back room." He told her and she smiled and thanked him as she went in the back. He went in the other room next to her.
"What happened?" She heard Isaac asked Derek as she left. Derek sighed before sitting down and telling them about their night. They all listened intently to what he was saying. Bex came back after changing and leaned back on Isaac who wrapped an arm around her waist. When he finished they were all in shock. Isaac seemed very interested in knowing that Stiles took the swipe for Bex but ignored it for now, he was more angry at Matt but Erica seemed annoyed by it.
"And now we're here." Derek simply said.
"He did that for you?" Erica asked her about Stiles, sounding like she was accusing her. Bex resisted the urge to roll her eyes; she knew that Stiles only did it because he was her friend. Isaac wasn't so sure though, and he felt a twinge of suspicion.
"Yeah, probably because Stiles would think being shot would be enough for handle." She replied sarcastically. Isaac tightened his grip on her hand when she mentioned being shot. Bex could see a hint of jealousy on his face but she shook it off.
"So, is he okay?" Erica asked her sounding concerned.
"Yeah, he said he was fine last time I talked to him." Bex told her. Erica nodded then became angry with her.
"You just left him there? With Jackson and Matt?" Erica asked her furious. Bex got irritated at that. She felt guilty enough that she did leave him but she didn't have a choice. "Really, to save your own ass?"
"I had to! Scott was there and there was nothing I could have done!" She replied and Erica scoffed at her response. Isaac could see Bex getting angry. "Maybe if you could control yourself and weren't going to go all bat shit crazy on the full moon you could've been there for him." She retorted. Isaac tried not to smile at her response. Erica however got angry and lunged for her but Derek grabbed her and let out a low growl.
"Stop it." He said firmly into her ear as he pulled her to the other side of the room away from her.
Bex rolled her eyes. "You had to say that, didn't you?" Isaac asked with a smirk at her.
"Yeah, I did. Forgive me if being shot and paralyzed in the same night gets me a bit irritated." Bex sighed as she sat down. Isaac replayed all the things that they had told him. Matt took them hostage. Matt shot Bex. Matt had Jackson paralyze Bex. Matt could have killed Bex. He knew there was something off about him. Matt did this and he wasn't going to let him get away with it. Bex saw Isaac shaking slightly with anger and his eyes flashed yellow. "Isaac?"
"He did this. Matt did this too you." He growled through his teeth. He stood up and Bex knew where he was going.
"Isaac." Derek warned him in a low voice. He could see that Isaac was getting angry and he didn't need for him to lose control after everything that happened.
"Don't Isaac! Do not do this!" She told him quickly, standing up and putting her hands on his chest. She didn't want him to be put him in any more danger than he already was, especially with Argents wanting them. "He could hurt you!"
"He did this to you, Bex! He could have killed you! He almost did! He can't get away with that." Isaac argued with her, mostly afraid that he'd try something like that again and this time he would actually kill her. He wouldn't let that happen. Erica just rolled her eyes at him. "I'm going to kill him."
"Too late. Someone already beat you to it." Deaton spoke up as he walked back into the room. They turned to him. "Matt's body had just been found, he was drowned. Scott just called me." He explained.
"What does that mean for Jackson?" Derek asked him. "Is he still going to go after everyone that Matt was?"
"I'm not entirely sure. I believe that since the Kanima can only be killed by its master that Jackson will simply move onto another master." He informed them. "We have no way of knowing for sure if he will though, we can only wait." He told them. He gave Derek a knowing look before leaving them again and Derek followed him into the back obviously wanting to talk with him.
"So, Matt's dead and he can't hurt anyone anymore. I'll be fine." She told Isaac looking into his blue eyes and she saw him slowly calm down. He knew she was right.
"Next time I think someone's a creep? You better listen to me." He told her seriously and she gave him a small smile.
"I promise. No more creep interactions." She agreed with him. He smiled at her and began to lean in.
"Good." He said softly and she went to lean in but stopped when they both heard Erica's fake gagging. They both blushed and leaned away from each other. Erica smiled, triumphantly and Bex resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Derek walked back into the room and Isaac nudged her a bit and gestured towards him. "Let's go." He ordered them as he walked towards the door.
"Derek." She said quietly but he heard her. Isaac gave her a comforting squeeze of her hand. "Um…I just wanted to um…say thanks, I guess for carrying me and saving me ... so uh yeah." She thanked him awkwardly and Isaac tried to stifle a laugh. The air around them was very uncomfortable.
Derek seemed taken aback, obviously not expecting her to say anything like that. He cleared his throat. "Right…well, you're…welcome." He said and he didn't want to but he knew that Isaac could have lost control if she didn't come down. "And uh…thanks for the uh…coming down to help…" He replied just as awkwardly. Isaac couldn't help but let out a snort and Bex nudged him in his ribs.
Bex was about to leave when Erica stood up and leaned on the wall smugly. "The bitch actually said thank you, there's a first." She smirked. Bex clenched her fists in anger. She had a rough night and she didn't want to deal with her.
Isaac stepped in front of her as she began to stalk towards her, when he saw the look on her face. "Don't." He told her simply. Erica was just baiting her and he knew that. Bex ignored him and tried to move past him, he moved in front of her again. "If I couldn't kill Matt, you have to walk away from Erica." He told her.
Bex stopped. She glared at Erica. "Fine." She agreed through clenched teeth. Isaac tugged a bit on her arm but she still didn't budge, her eyes not leaving Erica's. Erica just smirked, obviously challenging her and Isaac threw her a glare. He finally wrapped an arm around her waist and gently pulled her back. Derek rolled his eyes at Erica and they went after them.
"You sure this is okay?" Isaac asked as he climbed into her window after her. She sat down on her bed and kicked off her boots and he took off his jacket. It wasn't surprising how tired she was seeing as she's been up all night and it was 6. Derek had dropped her off and Isaac told him he wanted to make sure she would be okay. "Like your aunt or uncle aren't going to come in or anything?" He asked her as he closed the window behind him.
"They're probably out of it and Danny probably fell asleep too." She assured him. He nodded and he sat down besides her. She sat down on her bed.
"Are you sure so you're okay?" He asked her again.
"Yeah, I promise. Thanks for caring." She smiled up at him and he smiled back and moved so he was facing her. He stroked her hair back behind her ear. He leaned in and kissed her. She kissed him back without hesitation. His hand slid down to her waist being careful not to hit her stitches. Her hand weaved itself in his curls and pulled him closer to her wanting to feel him close to her. He leaned over her as she leaned back and lied on her blanket. He loved her kisses and he was scared he might never feel them again. She pulled back to breath and he trailed kisses down her cheek and her neck. She let out a small giggle and her heart sped up as he gently nibbled on her neck and smiled at her response. She loved the feeling of his lips on her skin. His insatiable lips captured hers again, not getting enough and she was more than happy to oblige as she kissed back deeply. They were so into their hot make out they didn't hear anyone getting up, until Isaac heard a heartbeat right outside her door.
He quickly pulled back. Bex sat up confused. "Someone's outside your door." He told her quietly so only she could hear him. She panicked as soon as she said that. She looked around and quickly pushed him off the bed. She didn't want to think about what would happen if anyone found him in here. He fell to the floor with a thump. "Ouch." Isaac looked confused and she grabbed his jacket and threw it on him and her blanket off her bed; though the way the bed was positioned they shouldn't be able to see him.
The door opened and Danny came in wearing only sweatpants and looking worried. He sighed when he saw her standing up. "Bex! What the hell? You had me worried sick! Where were you?" He asked becoming the concerned older cousin and he hugged her tightly and she willed herself not to let out a shout of pain. He finally let go.
"I'm sorry, Danny. I was out with Stiles and Scott it's a really long story." She told him as she yawned hoping he would let it go but Danny wasn't going for it this time. Bex noticed out of the corner of her eye her blanket move. She moved in front of Danny's line of vision.
"No way. You're not getting out of this on. Tell me what happened!" He asked and he looked down and saw the hoodie she was still wearing. Luckily, it was black and he didn't notice the blood. "Were you with Isaac?" He asked suspiciously.
"No, I wasn't. This is from a while ago. Danny, it's a really complicated story. You know Scott and Stiles, it's going to take a while and I haven't slept all night. I promise to explain when I wake up!" She told him and he could see that she was getting tired. He felt bad for her and he still felt guilty about telling Jackson about her mom.
"All right, fine. As soon as you wake up." He ordered her and she nodded in agreement. "Sleep in and I'll cover for you." He mumbled as he left and she gave him a quick thank you as he closed the door behind him. She let out a breath of relief. She saw Isaac jump up and throw the blanket back on the bed.
"I'm fine by the way." He told her lying on her bed and making himself comfortable and kicking off his shoes.
"Sorry about that." She told him about pushing him off the bed and she laughed a bit and he smiled at her tired but amused laugh. He loved to hear her laugh.
"You're wearing it." Isaac smiled at her wearing his hoodie. He left it the other night and he didn't think she'd wear it.
"Yeah, it kind of has blood on it." She told him as she took it off. "But, I'll wash it tomorrow morning."
She grabbed her shorts and tank top from her top drawer. "I'm going to go wash up in the bathroom, just stay here and be quiet." She told him and he knew he would stay while she slept. She wouldn't admit it but she was afraid of Jackson and Isaac knew that.
She walked to the bathroom and heard Danny go back to sleep. She changed out of her clothes. She grabbed a washcloth and cleaned up the remaining dried blood on her stomach. Deaton did a good job of stitching her up though and she was grateful. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She grabbed a bottle of pain reliever and walked back into her room. "These are really good." Isaac told her.
She saw Isaac in his boxers and tank top lying on top of her covers. She tried to avert her eyes that kept traveling to his arm muscles and he winked at her when he saw her staring and she rolled her eyes and pretended she wasn't looking at him. "Where did you get that?" She asked him quickly. She saw a box he was flipping through. She remembered she put those under her bed. He just grinned. "Give me!" She told him walking over to him and throwing the bottle on the bed. He held it up in the air out of her reach and she straddled his waist trying to get to them but he just flipped them over so he was on top of her still holding them up in the air. She tried not to but she smiled at him. "Seriously, give me those.
"Why? Do you have any of me in here." He asked cockily and she rolled her eyes. "You're just going to hide them again and these are really good." He said truthfully as he looked at one of her sketches and drawings. He found her old ones that she did stuff away with her throwing knives. She often drew from her own imagination or sometimes when she saw something that inspired her. He was surprised at her raw talent. She gently pushed him off of her and he fell on to his back. "Why were you hiding them?"
"I wasn't." She lied and he scoffed and she took them away from him and put them back in the box and shucked them underneath her bed. "Because I just was, okay?" She told him not really answering his question.
"Fine but those are really fantastic, Bex. I'm serious!" He told her and she shrugged, modestly not really thinking they're all that. "Those are amazing!" He said.
"Thanks." She smiled at him. "It's been a while since I've drawn anything. I might get back into it." She told him thinking back on how she used to draw to calm her nerves. She felt a sharp pain go through her side and she hissed at the pain. Isaac saw that immediately. He moved to her side.
"Are you okay?" He asked her and she nodded. "Let me see it?" He asked her and she gently raised her shirt enough so he could see where Deaton stitched her up. He let out a low growl, thinking of how Matt did that to her. She grabbed his hand and squeezed and he calmed down a bit. He handed her a water bottle that was on her bed. "Here." He gave her the pills too. She took them and waited for it to kick in.
She got up and turned off her lamp. She got under the covers and she moved her pillows so Isaac could get in too. He got in and she laid her head on his chest comfortably. His body heat immediately warmed her up. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. She felt completely content next to him. They were in complete silence until Isaac spoke up. "A little while after you left I just knew something bad happened to you. I could feel it, like it was intense pain and I just needed to get to you but I couldn't." He told quietly to her.
"You did?" She asked. She had never heard of anything like that before.
"Yeah, I was afraid something worse had happened." He admitted. He didn't have to say what he meant, she just knew. Bex gave his hand a small squeeze. "I got you back and then I almost lost you again. You scared me."
"I'm sorry for doing that. I-I was scared too." She confessed. She didn't want to admit it but she was frightened the whole time and Isaac tightened his hold around her and she felt safer with him there with her.
"I won't let anything hurt you again, Bex. I won't let Jackson come near you." Isaac assured her. "Not while I'm around. I'll keep you safe. I promise."
She leaned and gave him a gentle kiss and snuggled closer to him. "I know you." She smiled at him and laid her head back on his warm chest. She thought about how she was grateful to have him. Isaac could see it getting a bit lighter outside. He knew that this time was as good as any.
"Bex? I love you." He whispered to her. He looked down to see her reaction but realized she had already fallen asleep on him. He sighed and thought maybe it wasn't the right time. He smiled as he heard her heart beat gently thump against her ribcage. Isaac fell asleep with Bex in his arms as the sun started to rise.