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Bethany turned this way and that as she inspected herself in the mirror. She did a little spin, smiling at her reflection. Yeah, she looked good. Now what to do about my hair? she thought. She picked up sections of her blonde hair twisting them into different styles before opting for a braided bun. Bethany then pulled on her shoes, which matched her dress and had small heels before making her way downstairs to wait for Jackson.
"Oh, Bethany", Melissa breathed, catching sight of her daughter "you look amazing".
"Thanks mom", Bethany said.
"Well, I hope you have a wonderful time sweetheart", Melissa said.
"I'm sure I will", the blonde said and settled down on the stairs to wait for the brunette to arrive. She wasn't sitting there for very long when there was a knock at the front door. Bethany stood up and made her way over to it.
"Beth…you look…really beautiful", Jackson commented as she pulled the door open.
"Thank you", Bethany said, blushing a little at his compliment "and you clean up nice yourself".
"I know I do", Jackson said, earning a laugh from the blonde. He grinned too and offered her his arm "Shall we?"
"We shall", Bethany said, slipping her hand into the crook of his elbow. Jackson walked her to his car, opening up the front passenger door. She got into his car and Jackson slid into the driver's seat. He drove away.
By the time they got to the school, the Winter Formal was in full swing. "Do you want to dance?" Jackson asked, holding out his hand.
"Sure", Bethany replied, placed her hand in his. Jackson led her onto the dance floor, spinning her around as soon as they reached it. From the bleachers, Scott watched with a smile on his face as his twin sister danced, utterly enjoying herself. After everything they'd been through, it was the least she deserved. He stiffened when he noticed Peter amongst the students, his eyes seemingly focused on Bethany. The blonde was completely unaware as she was having too much fun with Jackson.
The beta hurried along to the end of the bleachers when the Alpha seemingly disappeared. Unfortunately, him moving had Coach Finstock spotting him. "McCall! I see you!" he shouted "Come here, buddy. Come here!"
Scott ran down the wooden steps as the man pushed his way through the party goers. Suddenly he fell to the floor. "Sorry, Coach, I had a leg cramp", Bethany said, smirking. She turned to Jackson, frowning when he was no longer there. The blonde spotted him disappearing out of the gym. Bethany ran after him but by the time she got to the doorway, he was gone.
"Did Jackson just leave?" Lydia asked, appearing at her side.
"Yeah", Bethany replied.
The strawberry blonde sighed "I really need to talk to him", she stated.
"Let's go find him then", Bethany said "come on". She walked down the corridor and Lydia followed.
"So are you and Jackson a thing, now?" Lydia asked as they walked, both keeping their eyes out for the wayward jock.
"God no!" Bethany replied "we're just friends".
"Good", the strawberry blonde said, somewhat relieved.
"I could never go out with someone who'd literally just broke up with you, can I?" Bethany remarked with a smile "that's against the Best Friend/Sister code".
"Yes. Yes it is", Lydia agreed.
After a lot of wandering, Lydia and Bethany eventually made their way outside to the football field where someone said they'd seen Jackson. The pair paused at entrance "I'll leave you to it", Bethany said "good luck".
"Thanks", Lydia said and walked out onto the grass alone. The blonde started to head back towards the school when she stopped, getting a really bad feeling. Bethany spun around and sprinted to the football field.
"NO!" she shouted, seeing Peter attacking Lydia. Bethany continued running straight at them, her eyes turning silver. She tackled the pair to the ground, pulling the Alpha away from Lydia. "Run!" the blonde ordered to the girl, who let out a small scream at her eyes. However, the strawberry blonde didn't waste time doing what she said.
"Erin, you're getting to be quite the thorn in my side", Peter remarked with a snarl as he got to his feet.
"I'm rather enjoying it too", the blonde stated.
"I know you and my nephew are True Mates but don't think that'll stop me from fighting you", Peter told her.
"So, are we gonna fight or are you planning to talk all night?" Erin questioned "cos I really don't want to hear any evil monologuing". Peter roared and rushed at her.
The Kaitsja ducked and dodged his blows, responding with several well aimed strikes of her own. Erin stumbled back, clutching her side that the Alpha has slashed with his claws. Peter knocked her off her feet, sinking his fangs into her shoulder. The blonde screamed and the silver disappeared from her eyes.
"No!" Stiles shouted, running onto the scene, dropping down beside them "Don't kill her... please..." he begged.
"Of course not! Just tell me how to find Derek", Peter said.
"W-what?" Stiles stammered.
"Tell me how to find Derek Hale", the Alpha repeated.
"I don't know that. How would I know that?" the teenager asked, his heart beating wildly.
"Because you're the clever one, aren't you?" Peter countered "And because deception has a particularly acrid scent, Stiles" he lightly ran his claws across Bethany's cheek "Tell me the truth... or I will rip her apart", he threatened.
"Look-look, I don't know, okay? I sw-swear to God, I have no idea", Stiles insisted, anxiously.
"TELL ME!" Peter roared, making the boy flinch.
"Okay, okay, okay, look... I-I think he knew—"
"Knew what?" Peter demanded, getting impatient.
"Derek, I think he... I think he knew he was gonna be caught. When they were shot, he and Scott- I think he took Scott's phone", Stiles explained.
"Why?" Peter asked.
"They all have GPS now. So, if he still has it, and if it's still on... you can find him", Stiles replied.
"Alright, lets go", Peter said, getting up.
"No. I'm not leaving her here", Stiles said. There was no way he was leaving his best friend's sister alone on the field in the state she was currently in.
"You don't have a choice, Stiles. You're coming with me", Peter insisted.
"I can't leave her", Stiles whispered, starting to tear up.
Peter sighed "Call your friend. Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get", he said. Stiles fumbled to get his phone out of his pocked and called the jock, telling him to come out to the football field. He barely hung up when Peter grabbed his arm and dragged him away from Bethany's unconscious form.
It was probably about 10 minutes later when Jackson sprinted out onto the field, sliding to a stop beside the blonde. "Beth…oh god", he breathed. He then carefully picked her up and raced back to the school. "Hold on, Beth, just hold on", he pleaded.
The ride to the hospital was a tense one at best. Bethany was laying on the gurney, Lydia clutching her hand tightly. The EMT's had patched up the bite mark on her side quite easily but they did mention that she should really be in the other ambulance, lying down. The strawberry blonde had point blank refused to leave her best friend's side. Jackson was also there too as, like Lydia, he didn't want to leave Bethany either.
As soon as they got there, the blonde was hastily wheeled away from the pair. "She's going to be ok, right?" Lydia asked, worriedly "She's gonna pull through?".
Jackson put an arm around her "of course she will", he assured her "Bethany is a fighter" he glanced at her "how are you feeling?"
"Me?" Lydia asked "I'm fine. We should…" she trailed off as she suddenly slumped against Jackson, startling him.
"Somebody help!" Jackson yelled, shifting Lydia into his arms.
"What happened?" Melissa asked, rushing over.
"We were just talking and then she suddenly collapsed!" Jackson answered "Now, help her, please!"
"Can we get a gurney over here!" Melissa called and a couple of doctors were quick to bring one over "She's going to be ok, Jackson, I promise", she assured him as they wheeled Lydia away.
"I hope so, I really hope so", Jackson murmured. While he and Lydia were broken up, he admittedly held some affection for her. That wasn't going to go away overnight. However, he was going to have to push it aside one day if he wanted to become a werewolf. Besides once he got what he wanted, he was planning to pursue someone else, someone that would be more worthy of his time: Bethany.
The blonde could keep him on his toes and would definitely make him work to win her over. That is if she recovers… Jackson shook his head, shoving that thought away. Of course she will recover! Bethany was a fighter through and through.
Outside of the remains of the Hale House, Derek stood over Peter's charred body. It had been one hell of a fight which resulted in Kate's death and the Alpha being burned alive thanks to Jackson and Stiles throwing a Molotov style liquid at him, the idea of which was courtesy of Lydia. She'd told them about it while they had been stuck in the school by the psycho.
"Wait!" Scott shouted "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?"
"You've... already... decided..." Peter gasped, weakly "I can smell it on you...!"
"Wait! No, no! Don't!" Scott cried but Derek just ignored him, swiping his claws across Peter's throat, killing him. The newly turned Alpha moved away from his Uncle's body, turning to Scott and the others, his eyes glowing bright red.
"I'm the Alpha now", he declared, his voice distorted. Scott stared at him in disbelief, that was his only chance to be normal! And Derek just took that away from him!
"Uh…I hate to interrupt but we got to get to the hospital", Stiles spoke up "Lydia is there and…so is Beth". That had both Derek and Scott looking at him.
"Are they ok?" the latter asked.
"No, they're not", Stiles grimly replied "They're in bad shape, Beth more than Lydia. Peter attacked them both".
"We gotta go, now", Scott stated.
"I'll take you in my car", Jackson offered and Scott nodded his thanks. The beta turned to Derek to ask him if he needed a ride but he was gone. Scott turned back to Jackson.
"Lets go then", he said. Jackson, Stiles and Scott, piled into the jock's Porsche and he drove off to the hospital. Meanwhile, Derek raced through the woods, dropping down onto all fours to make himself go faster.
The newly made Alpha burst through the doors, somewhat out of breath as he had run all the way to the hospital, not even slowing down for a second. He passed Lydia's room, giving the girl a quick glance through the window. Derek stopped outside of the room that held Bethany, his heart aching at the sight of her hooked up to machines monitoring her vitals.
He went to the door, pushing it open and slipping inside. "Oh Beth", he whispered as he approached the bed. Derek gingerly took her hand, rubbing his thumb across the back of it. "I'm sorry you got hurt but I promise, it'll never happen again", he vowed "I'll keep you safe".