"Why do I get the feeling you've got a lot of your mind." Deaton questions as he crouches down by the young werewolf who had just dropped yet another glass jar, first the showing up late for work and now this, he knew they had a lot to deal with on the vampire front but when it came to Scott's werewolf dramas he was still in the dark there.
Scott who honestly did have a lot on his mind sighs "Sorry, it just kind of slipped through my fingers." He mumbles as he begins collecting the broken pieces of glass "Everything has been slipping through my fingers." He mumbles, thinking about Derek turning people, how he hadn't been able to stop it, how he and Buffy were arguing constantly now because of Derek, everything was just getting so frustrating.
Deaton tilts his head in worry "Now, that sounds like far too world-weary a thing for a teenager to say."
"Sorry."
"You might want to try a different perspective." Deaton suggests as he picks up some of the remains of the jar "This is just entropy at work. This is more the natural way of the universe. But it doesn't necessarily mean it's falling apart. It's just...changing shape."
Scott watches him carefully for a moment before smiling "For better or worse?"
"Exactly."
"Hey blondie." Isaac says with a smirk as he pulls open the door only to spot the blonde vampire slayer standing there with an unamused look on her face "You here to see me?"
Buffy groans in disgust "Ew." She mumbles before walking past him and down the stairs "Derek?" She calls and that's when she spots him coming out of one of the rooms with a frown, tilting her head at him she glares "Hi honey."
At the look on her face, Derek couldn't help but gulp slightly, "I'm in trouble?"
Coming to stand in front of her nitwit of a boyfriend she smirks "Oh yeah big time. Cause you know what happens when you turn someone, Scott goes nutso and I get a headache. It's a very annoying circle, Derek!"
"She's in on this?" Erica asks as she appears and stands by Isaac who nods, Erica frowns "Is this why you're so freakishly strong?"
Buffy sighs in annoyance before crossing her arms and glaring at her boyfriend, he may be taller and more muscled than her by a long-shot but she was a ball of little anger right now and she would start tossing his wolfs across the room.
Derek sighs before turning to Erica and Isaac "Get out." He says simple glaring at them both, Isaac rolls his eyes and turns to leave while Erica chuckles "He's whipped."
"Big time." Isaac mumbles back before the two of them disappear.
The second the door shuts behind them Buffy groans, she didn't know if she was angry or disappointed or just annoyed at this point, but she knew she was upset, he had promised not to lie to her, that she could trust him and the next thing she knew there was a new werewolf strutting into her school "You told me I could trust you. That you wouldn't lie to me."
"I didn't lie to you." He points out sighing in frustration stepping towards her he tries to make her understand, he knew this was Scott's doing, Scott was the one that kept planting doubt in her brain about him and it was really pissing him off now "Buffy she wanted it. She wanted to be powerful. Just like Isaac did. You saw how they treated her today."
"Yeah but..."
"You can trust me." He promises cupping her face in his hands trying to reassure her "I'm helping them. They're not going to hurt anyone. I promise you."
Buffy sighs as she looks up at him, trying not to look in those eyes of his because every time she did she lost all sense, sighing she leans forward resting her head against his chest for a moment taking him in. Despite Scott's distrust towards him she never felt more comfortable or safe than when she was with Derek. Holding onto him for a moment she pulls back looking up at him with desperate eyes "Just...you gotta tell me these things. Preferably before they strut into school in killer shoes that I want." She says making him smile at her words before he frowns as a worried expression crosses her face "What is it?"
The blonde exhales loudly, things were just getting so complicated, while she got that these people asked to be turned, she also got why Scott was not happy with all of this. More werewolves equaled more of a chance they might get exposed. But the fact that she understood Derek's reasons meant she and Scott were bickering all the time "Just, me and Scott keep arguing..."
"About me." Derek realizes, it wasn't hard to figure out it was all over her face plus when he picked up Erica he saw the way Scott turned on Buffy and honestly he wanted to knock some sense into the idiot sometimes.
"No...just about the whole thing. So...god..." The blonde groans, today had just done a complete 180, this morning was great and now everything was back in annoying pain in the ass pieces "...just warn me for now on. And don't make me have to beat up your baby wolves."
Derek chuckles softly as he wraps an arm around her and nods "I promise."
Buffy smiles brightly up at him "Good." She whispers before again that tension from this morning filled the room again and she couldn't stop herself as her lips met his, as his hands tighten around her waist her hands move up his strong muscled back. However their moment of passion was cut short as her ringtone for Stiles goes off, she was supposed to meet him so they could get Scott from work and head to the Ice Rink.
Pulling back hesitantly she moans in annoyance "I gotta go."
"Why?" Derek grumbles not wanting her to leave, this was one of the few times they got time alone when his pack wasn't around and her idiot friends weren't stalking her every mood.
"Ice skating." She mumbles in-between kisses as they walk back towards the staircase but not letting go of each other as they move "I promised."
Sighing Derek leans his head against her neck before pulling back and smiling "Come by tomorrow night." He suggests making her eyes widen slightly "I'm sending Isaac and Erica out to train together, and you can turn your phone off. Cause if Stiles calls once more I'm going to tear his throat out."
Buffy giggles slightly and slaps his chest lightly, hoping that was a joke, she was sure it was...she hoped. Sighing she nods "I have to patrol but meet me in the graveyard."
Derek nods smiling down at the beautiful girl in his arms "Sounds like a plan."
Buffy smiles brightly as she, Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles step into the skating rink, turning to Stiles she grins "Okay...genius plan." Stiles smiles brightly at her words only to sigh as Lydia rolls her eyes and grabs Buffy pulling her away.
Mumbling in annoyance to himself he huffs, why did she have to bring Lydia with her!
Buffy shakes her head in amusement as she and Lydia walk to go get their skates, as they walk the blonde couldn't help but sigh at what Lydia had told her about her talk with Jackson "Jackson's a dick."
Lydia nods in agreement as she hands Buffy her skates grabbing her own as well before they move to sit down "He was saying all this weird stuff and..." Pausing she makes sure the others couldn't hear her before she lowers her voice, honestly she was scared about what she saw today and she had no idea what to do "...Buffy, he was talking about that Peter guy, the one from that night, talking about how I ruined him and then I swear I saw..." As she goes to tell Buffy about seeing Peter she hesitates, as much as she wanted to tell Buffy she also didn't want Buffy worrying over this, she knew how much Buffy was struggling at the moment, and bringing up the night she died...she couldn't do that to her best friend, at least not now, she could just be going crazy, it was probably nothing.
Buffy frowns in confusion as she stands her skates now on, tilting her head she couldn't help but be worried, anything involving Peter Hale worried her "Lydia..what did you see?"
Lydia opens her mouth before shaking her head "Nothing. Although I did see a photo of your boyfriend in the trophy case." She says instead before pushing Buffy towards the ice "Now go be Dorthy."
Buffy arches a brow in amusement before going onto the ice, as she goes Lydia sits back down and sighs running a hand through her strawberry blonde locks, she was probably just going a little crazy. She was sure that was all.
As Stiles moves to sit beside her she sighs "Could it be any colder in here?"
"Lydia!" Buffy yells from the ice hearing her "Jumper in my bag, Stiles could you?"
Stiles nods before opening Buffy's bag hesitating slightly as he spots a photo inside, it was of her and Derek, while because of Derek's eyes it was messed up slightly it still was hard seeing it. Grumbling in annoyance he grabs Buffy's orange sweater before frowning "Buffy this is mine!"
"I know!"
Stiles groans "Stop stealing my jumpers!"
"But they're cozy!" She argues giggling before spinning around on the ice, Stiles shakes his head in amusement before handing it to Lydia who stares at the Orange jumper in disgust "She willingly wears this?" She scoffs before glancing at Buffy who was still skating in her cream trousers and a blue cardigan "She's lost all of her training. You don't wear blue and orange. Not a good combination."
Stiles frowns in confusion, how was that not a good combination, he just couldn't understand the female mind "But it's the color of the Mets."
Lydia rolls her eyes and turns to look at Stiles with an unimpressed look on her face, how Buffy spent so much time with him she would never understand. Stiles huffs before placing the jumper back in Buffy's bag as he does Lydia frowns as she spots his face fall, turning she leans forward slightly and that's when she spots the photo in Buffy's bag, the one Stiles's eyes were glued to. She had to admit she kind of felt bad for him, it couldn't be fun competing with that.
However, as she looks into the bag something else catches her attention, grabbing the Reese peanut butter cups she huffs, she may not like Stiles but he was like family to her best friend "Stop staring at the photo." She tells him before offering him a peanut butter cup, Stiles' eyes widen "I wasn't—"
"Yes, you were." She argues before gesturing at the chocolate "Chocolate will make you feel better."
Stiles shakes his head in amusement before taking one, as he does he turns his head and looks over onto the ice where Buffy was still skating so happy with a bright smile on her face. A smile that was so contagious.
Sighing he looks down at his orange jumper before glancing back at the blonde in her bright blue cardigan "Okay, um, maybe orange and blue is not the best. But, you know, um, sometimes there's other things you wouldn't think would be a good combination but end up turning out to be, like, a perfect combination, you know. Like, two people together who nobody ever thought would be together ever."
Lydia watches him for a moment before standing "It seems like the blue to your orange is clueless. And always will be if you keep with the metaphors." She points out before strutting out to the ice and over to Buffy.
As she goes Stiles' eyes widen "Huh." He mumbles before he looks over at Buffy in her blue sweater who waves at him before laughing as Scott falls face-first onto the ice.
Stiles stands in the middle of the ice watching in astonishment as Buffy spins around the ice so gracefully, he knew she was good he had gone to a few of her meets with his mom when they were kids but he had no idea she was still this good. Exhaling in disbelief he watches as she laughs with Lydia before playfully bowing at the strawberry blonde who begins doing her own tricks.
Skating away from Lydia Buffy glides over to Stiles who still had his mouth gapped wide open "Stiles?" She questions before tapping his head "Earth to Stiles. Anybody in there?"
Stiles shakes his head before turning back to her "Dorthy Hamill still in there?" He laughs as they begin skating side by side, Buffy shakes shaking her head "The worship has calmed down...a little." She says with a laugh before looking over at him, as she watches him she couldn't help but smile so grateful for today "Thank you, Sti."
"What do you mean?"
"For this." She says as she spins so she was skating backward but in front of him "Feels nice to be normal girl for a day."
Stiles smiles down at her before both of them turn as they hear a loud bang and they couldn't help but wince as Scott who had just gone face-first into the wall drops down onto the ice "Ouch."
"He alive?!" Buffy calls over to Allison who nods and laughs before helping Scott off the ice, Buffy shakes her head before turning to Stiles holding out her hand "Spin me around for a bit?"
Stiles nods before grabbing her hand and spinning her around making her giggle as she spins, for the first time in weeks all of the horrible things they were dealing with were pushed to the back of her brain and she managed to enjoy being a kid again.
As they skate around the ice though their sweet moment is ruined as Buffy grabs her ears wincing as a deafening scream fills the rink. Turning around her eyes widen "Lydia!" She screams as she skates over to where Lydia was screaming on her knees at the ice, wrapping her arms around her she holds onto her trying to calm her "Shh. It's okay, I'm here."
The next day Buffy was grabbing her lunch when suddenly someone picks up her, screaming slightly she huffs as she realizes it was Stiles who had picked her up by the waist and was now dragging her away from her food "Stiles put me down!"
"Your boyfriend took someone else."
Buffy's eyes widen and as he puts her down she shakes her head "No, Derek told me he would tell me before he did anything else. Plus he doesn't force them"
Stiles groans before dragging her over to Scott's table and shoving her down onto a seat beside Scott "Stiles seriously..."
"Shhh." Stiles tells her "Scott said he needs at least three now look." He says pointing at the empty table across from them, Buffy merely frowns in confusion "Boyd works a lot of shifts at the Ice Rink sometimes." She argues, she didn't want to believe this again.
Scott's eyes widen "Buffy, what if..."
Buffy sighs and shakes her head, she couldn't do this, she couldn't have another fight about Derek with Scott and Stiles, this wasn't fair to her "No." She argues before inhales sharply she couldn't do this again, grabbing her bag she sighs "I'll see you at home."
"We have class!" Stiles calls but Buffy ignores him and walks out of the cafeteria, it was very clear she would not be going to class for the rest of the day.
"I'm gonna go to the ice rink and see if he's there." Scott tells Stiles after their last class of the day as they begin to head out of school "And if he's not home you call me, got it?"
Stiles sighs before turning to Scott, he couldn't help thinking that maybe Buffy was right about not getting involved, Erica Isaac and Boyd all had a choice, it wasn't up to them "Maybe we should let him."
"What?" Scott huffs in disbelief.
"Boyd, you know, man? Both you and Buffy said Derek's giving them a choice, right? Maybe Buffy's right..."
"No she's not." Scott argues as they continue down the hall "Buffy loves Derek whatever she doesn't see it."
Stiles sighs at that, he loved Scott but Scott kept making himself the little leader of their group when Buffy had been doing this a hell of a lot longer than both of them "Dude..."
"How do you think Erica's going to look with a wolfsbane bullet in her head?" Scott questions, making Stiles sigh before he nods, he would help but he had to admit he was worried about Buffy if she got caught in the middle of this she was going to get hurt.
"I told them to keep me out of the middle." Buffy exclaims as she continues pumbling the vampire in the graveyard, as she jabs him in the face before kicking him sending him flying over a gravestone he looks up at her in confusion "Who are you talking to?!"
Buffy rolls her eyes before swinging her fist at him as he ducks out of the way she sends a spinning kick towards his face but he spins out of the way before backhanding her across the face, as she goes flying and slamming right into a plot her eyes widen as the vampire lifts her up and slams her on top of the plot. Swinging her leg up she kicks him in the back of the head before flipping herself back onto her feet and leaping off the plot in a side aerial landing right behind the vampire. As she lands on her feet she kicks him in the back sending him flying.
Huffing she reaches into her boot pulling out her stake before beginning to walk over to where the vampire had landed "I mean I get Scott is worried, but I can't control if people want to become werewolves. Ugh. What is it with you men?" She asks only for her eyes to widen as the vampire rips the grave by his head out of the floor and smashes her over the side of the head with it sending her flying, as she falls she winces as her head bashes into a nearby gravestone and she winces as she feels blood dripping down her face.
Huffing she flips back up to her feet and runs forward, leaping up she wraps her legs around the vampire's head before twisting sending them both tumbling to the ground "Do you ever shut up!" He yells as she flips back to her feet only for him to punch her in the gut.
As she groans in pain she shrugs "Rarely." She admits before kicking him in the face just as rain begins to pour from the sky. Huffing she shakes her head in annoyance before looking over at the vampire as he stands, twirling her stake in her hand she then launches it right at him watching as it buries itself in his heart before poof he was dust.
"Thanks for listening." She says with a smile before moving to go get her stake only to groan as a throbbing pain fills her head, she must have hit her head a bit harder then she thought, she would be fine she knew that in a few hours at least but she had to admit she felt a bit dizzy.
Wobbling slightly she moves to grab onto a nearby tomb only for an arm to grab her, panicking she swings her arm around only for her eyes to widen as she spots Derek staring at her with concern all over his face "Hi." She whispers before wobbling, "Woah."
Derek's eyes widen and he cups her face in his hand wincing at the sight of the cut across her face "You're nothing but trouble."
"You know me well."
Derek smiles before sighing "Let's get you out the rain and fix that come on."
Buffy couldn't help but continue to shiver as Derek leads her into the subway station and over to his living quarters, while her head was feeling a bit better, unlike Mr. Werewolf she could still get hyperthermia.
Switching on the heater Derek then turns to the still shivering Buffy and couldn't help but sigh in worry, placing his hands on her wet arms he tilts his head slightly before sighing, walking over to a cupboard he finds some of the clothes Erica and Isaac kept here, grabbing a pair of Erica's trousers he then grabs one of his blacktops and walks back over to her "Put these on and I'll get a bandage for that." He says gesturing to her forehead "Stay by this." He tells her causing her to nod and move over to the heater before she glances back at him as he heads out the room, gulping slightly she quickly peels off her wet and slightly bloody clothes before pulling on the dry ones.
Sitting down on his bed she soaks in the warmth of the heater just as he walks back in with a first aid box, moving to sit beside her he tilts his head at the sight of the wound on her head, it made him angry knowing someone had done this to her, hurt her. "Who did this?" He asks carefully tracing the wound with his finger.
"Vampire." She tells him "Dead. Blowing in the wind now."
"Good." He says with a smile before he slowly begins wiping the blood off her face as she winces he sighs "Sorry."
"Wow." She jokes "A Derek Hale apology how rare."
Derek shakes his head in amusement before wiping off the rest of the blood revealing her still very beautiful face, as his eyes land on the wound he couldn't help but frown "It's already closed. You're fine."
Buffy's eyes widen she didn't normally heal this fast but hell maybe all the time she was spending around werewolves was causing her powers to grow just in case more trouble was coming their way.
Leaning forward she rests her head on his shoulder before inhaling deeply "Sorry I was all damsel distressy. It's not my thing."
"You survived." Derek corrects pulling back and looking down at her sweet face, again feeling that nervousness that he never got with anyone else, but finding her like that, it felt like finding out she had died all over again. "You always do...And that's one of the reasons why..."
As he goes quiet the blonde adjusts, pulling her head away from his shoulder she looks up at him with wide eyes "You what?"
Derek clenches his jaw, he hadn't felt like this in a long time, let alone admitted how he felt to anyone in years but the idea of losing her again, it scared him and as an Alpha, he shouldn't be scared of anything "Buffy...I'm gonna do a lot of horrible things, I'm not one of the good guys."
"What?" She whispers in shock, Derek may be cold and not the nicest but if she knew anything it was that he would do anything to protect the people he cared about "Yes, you are."
"No." He admits "And I'll probably end up making you hate me at some point but...I...I love you."
At those three words everything else he had just said falls into the background, it was like she couldn't breathe at that moment, she merely exhales and a small smile crosses her lips leaning her forehead against his for a moment she then leans up kissing him again, with more passion than this morning. She didn't want to stop this time.
As the kiss continues to heat up Derek pulls back "Buffy, maybe—"
"Don't." She tells him grabbing his chin "Just kiss me." And with that she pulls him back in.
"Look, Buffy, I know you're on the whole no middle team but will you at least go meet Scott at the Ice Rink just in case Erica and Isaac show up." Stiles mumbles into his phone leaving yet another voicemail for the blonde as he bangs on Boyd's front door, but it had been 10 minutes and there was still no answer.
Realizing he wasn't home he spins around only to gasp as suddenly Erica was in front of him "Oh...wow."
Erica grins brightly at him before giggling softly as he stares at her in shock and fear "What are you doing here, Stiles?"
Stiles panics and begins stuttering as he nervously tries to come up with an excuse so she didn't rip out his throat with her claws "Uh...nothing, I was just looking for, um..."
Erica smiles sweetly as he struggles and offers up the word he was missing there "Boyd?"
"Yeah. Yes. Boyd."
Erica arches a brow watching him slightly amused by the way he was acting right now "You know what you're doing right now that's kind of funny?" When he shakes his head she continues "You're only looking in my eyes."
"That's funny?"
"Well yeah, because it's that kind of look where you're trying not to look anywhere other than my eyes, but you want to, don't you?"
Stiles' eyes widen because as terrified as he was right now, yes he did kind of want to look down but he also liked having his head on his body, as she takes a step closer he gulps, not good, not good.
Erica smirks as she invades the humans personal space "You want a nice, long, hard look."
Stiles shakes his head rapidly praying for her not to kill him right now "No, not really no."
"Oh. So it's just my eyes?"
"Yes." Stiles confirms nervously "You have beautiful eyes."
With confidence she had never had before becoming a werewolf, the blonde merely tilts her head and places a hand on her hip "I have beautiful everything."
"And a newfound self-confidence. Congratulations, Erica. I should get going." Moving to escape Stiles gasps in terror as the female werewolf places a hand on his chest before glaring at him "You're not going anywhere."
"Why not?" He whispers, honestly if anyone was going to kill him he had his money on Buffy or Scott. Probably Buffy. Or maybe Derek if Derek ever found out how he felt about Buffy. God that would not go down well.
However before Stiles's mind could dive deeper into all the horrors that would happen to him if Derek ever found out about how he felt about Buffy his eyes widen as he spots Erica holding his car battery, no, no, no, no...
Erica merely chuckles at his horrified expression "You're having car trouble." She says simply before swinging the car battery at his head sending him crashing right down to the ground.
"Boyd!" Scott calls as he walks out onto the ice rink sighing in relief as he spots Boyd currently driving the Zamboni as he cleans down the ice. As Boyd rolls his eyes at the sight of him Scott groans, he had a feeling this was not going to be an easy conversation "I just want to talk. Hey, come on, Boyd, please." He begs as he gets closer and closer to the still moving machine before he just comes out straight with it "Did Derek tell you everything? And I don't just mean going out of control on the full moons. I mean everything."
Boyd sighs and finally stops the machine before turning to look at the young werewolf "He told me about the hunters, vampires, Buffy, all of it."
"And that's not enough for you to say no?" Scott asks in shock, he just couldn't understand how Isaac, Erica, and Boyd wanted this life, it wasn't something to want, it was something to run from "Whatever you want, there's other ways to get it."
"I just want to not eat lunch alone every day. The only friend I really have is Buffy and now that she's like you she's always focused on that. I've barely spoken to her since she came back. So I'm back where I started."
"If you're looking for friends, you can do...a lot better than Derek."
"That really hurt, Scott."
At the familiar voice Scott spins around his eyes widening as there stood in the middle of the rink with his two pet wolfs was Derek, Scott couldn't help but frown, he was supposed to be with Buffy, Scott couldn't help but clench his jaw, what if he did something to her?
"I mean..." Derek continues "If you're going to review me...at least take a consensus. Erica, how's life been for you since we met?"
Erica tilts her head at the question and twirls a lock of her blonde hair before smiling "In a word...transformative." She says with a smirk before her eyes glow yellow and she growls loudly.
Scott clenches his jaw before sighing as Derek turns to the other werewolf "Isaac?"
Isaac thinks for a moment before shrugging "Well, I'm a little bummed about being a fugitive, but other than that, I'm great."
Scott clenches his jaw before turning his focus on Derek "Where's Buffy?"
Derek pauses for a moment as he remembers having to leave a still sleeping Buffy, but he didn't really have a choice, with Scott and Stiles trying to find Boyd he had to get here as soon as he could "She's safe. Where you can't force your opinion of me on her."
Scott glares at Derek before he drops to his knees slamming his fist into the ice while his wolf form slowly comes forward. As he growls he turns his focus over to Erica and Isaac who were approaching him, and all he knew was that this was not a fair fight. For them.
Buffy groans as she hears a weird buzzing noise filling her ears, turning over she reaches out only for her eyes to finally open as she feels the other side of the bed empty. Clutching the bedding to her body she stares in confusion at the empty bed "Derek?" She whispers before looking around, the room was empty and dark, where the hell was he?
Slowly she stands still holding onto the sheet before reaching down and grabbing the shirt he had given to her before, pulling it on she sighs as it only reaches to her thighs. Walking around the room she couldn't help but be a little panicked, it wasn't exactly her dream waking up alone after what happened.
Poking her head out of his living quarters she frowns, it was all dark "Derek!?" She calls again before sighing, no Derek, no Isaac, and no Erica.
Running a hand through her messy hair the blonde sighs before going to grab her now dry cream trousers, pulling them on her attention is drawn to her phone on Derek's bedside table. Frowning she walks over to spot a message, "Mailbox full."
The blonde's eyes widen, this was bad, every time someone called this much it was bad news, like bad end of the world news.
"What the hell?" She whispers to herself as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear before flipping through the 30 odd texts from Scott and Stiles:
Stiles: Buffy come on we're just going to talk to Boyd, I'm heading to his house, Scott to the Ice Rink, just come talk to him.
Scott: I'm heading to the Ice Rink to talk to Boyd, just hear me out, you know how hard it is being like we are. Give him all the details, the ones Derek is leaving out.
Stiles: Buffy it's me! I just woke up in a freaking dumpster and you're still not answering your phone! You have to get to the Ice Rink Erica came after me I think Derek and Isaac might be heading to the Ice Rink.
Buffy's eyes widen at that, this was bad, she had a feeling this conversation between Scott and Derek was not going to go well, grabbing her jacket off the floor the blonde takes off in a run towards the Ice Rink.
Kicking down the entrance to the Ice Rink Buffy runs through the halls in a panic, she had heard the growling from outside, and when it came to Werewolves and growling...things never ended well. As she ran everything seemed to go in slow motion, she felt like she couldn't move quickly enough and after what felt like an eternity she finally gets to the ice, the sight before her making her eyes widen in horror. This was a sight she never wanted to see, a sight that horrified her to get very core, both Scott and Derek in full wolf form beating the crap out of each other.
Well more accurately Derek beating the crap out of Scott, she watches in horror as Derek picks up Scott and tosses him onto the ground "Scott!" She screams as she runs onto the ice, making both boys freeze.
Running over she grabs Derek by the back of the head and launches him across the ice, as he goes rolling she stands in front of the bleeding Scott who was still laid on the ice, blood covering him. She couldn't even bare to look at him without guilt filling her, this was all her fault.
Derek who finally rolls onto his knees growls before his eyes go wide as he spots who had just thrown him across the ice. "No." He whispers before slowly his wolf form disappears and the red of his eyes returns to it's green as he stands "Buffy...I..."
"Don't." She hisses glaring at him as she stands protectively in front of her God-brother. Derek halts in his steps as she shakes her head, after the sight she had just seen he would never touch her again, she couldn't even look at him right now without wanting to burst into tears.
"Buffy..."
"Who are you right now?" She whimpers as she stares at him with horrified eyes before clenching her fist trying to stay strong right now "Get out of here...b—before I make you." She warns before glaring at Erica and Isaac "All of you!"
Derek clenches his jaw before nodding at the other wolfs however before he leaves he glances back at Boyd who hesitates for a brief moment before he climbs out of the machine.
Scott who was still coughing up his own blood forces himself to sit up "Don't. You don't want to be like them."
"You're right." Boyd admits before he raises his shirt revealing the bite mark and Buffy couldn't but clench her eyes shut, Derek had lied to her and almost killed one of the only people who had always been there for her.
"I want to be like you two." Boyd admits before he follows the others, as they go Buffy gasps softly before dropping to her knees by Scott placing his head in her lap "I'm so sorry." She sobs out as she hugs him tightly tears streaming down her face "I'm so sorry Scott. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry."
"Why isn't it healing?" Buffy asks Deaton unable to store staring in horror at the deep scratch on Scott's hip as they walk into the Animal clinic.
However as they walk into the exam room Buffy's eyes widen in horror as there in the middle of the room laid out on a table was man's dead body, with these horrifying five deep scratches across his chest.
"Because it's from an Alpha." Deaton explains to them both before he circles around the table and sighs as he notices them both staring in horror at the body on the table "I believe we have another supernatural talk in store."
Buffy takes a shaky breath as she stares at the claw marks on the body before glancing at the marks on Scott and the bruises, taking a shaky breath she stutters softly "I...I need a minute." She gasps out before she runs out of the room and outside into the air, standing outside the door for a moment she gasps loudly before leaning against the wall of the building and sliding down to her knees.
"Buffy?" Scott questions as he walks outside only to find her sobbing into her knees, his eyes widen and he crouches down in front of her forcing her to look up at him before he wipes the tears from her face "Hey, what's going on?"
Buffy who was still sobbing takes a shaky breath as she looks up at her best friend with a look he recognized well.
Heartbreak.
"He's the bad guy isn't he?" She whispers not wanting to admit it, or for it to be true, but after what she had seen, she couldn't pretend. Derek wanted power and he would stop at nothing to get it.
As she begins crying again Scott couldn't help but sigh in worry, moving to sit next to her he wraps his arms around her allowing her to cry into his chest as he strokes her hair "I'm sorry Buffy."
A/N: Alright guys I'm officially going on hiatus for a while so enjoy the cliffhanger and will update hopefully at some point at the end of next months. xx
