Mallory's POV
I yawned eyes opening to the bright sunlight as I got up and went into the bathroom showering, I dressed in some black biker shorts with black tights underneath, paired it with a blue top and a blue denim jacket over it with some knee high boots to finish the look before I went downstairs grabbing out my pop tarts taking note of the Jeep not in the driveway and neither was Dad's cruiser.
I'd gotten my usual ride to school with Lydia and was currently awaiting the pop quiz results our English teacher had surprised us with this morning, I was a little worried about this test since I hadn't really studied lately with all the 'Scott/werewolf' drama that's arised in my life.
"If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one that bit you then who did?" I rolled my eyes at my idiotic twins persistence to talk about this while at school.
"I don't know" Scott shrugged and I frowned since that was worrisome since that meant not only was one werewolf running around but there was now some crazed Alpha out there on top of Derek.
"Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?" Stiles kept going.
"I don't know" Scott repeated and Stiles sat back in his seat for a total of a millisecond before he leant forward again.
"Does Allison's Dad know about the-"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Scott yelled and I glared at them.
"Will you two shut up!" I whispered shouted at them most focusing my glare towards Stiles before the teacher dropped my marked quiz down and I smiled at the Bbut then I looked over and saw Stiles had an A and glared even harsher at him before both our eyes went to Scott and saw a large D– and even I winced but he clearly had a lot more to worry about than I did so it was understandable.
"Dude you need to study more" Stiles pointed out and I rolled my eyes reaching over and slapped the back of his head shaking my head at him when he glared at me before I turned back to Scott. "That was a joke-" I hit Stiles again and motioned for him to shut up.
"It's one test Scott, your gonna make it up" I tried to be more supportive. "I can help you study" I added since I usually helped him study before all this happened.
"No...I'm studying with Allison after school" he replied and my heart sank...she was taking my study partner too.
"That's my boy" Stiles cheered and I rolled my eyes turning away from them since I didn't want to hear the rest of this conversation but unfortunately I was still sitting next to my brother.
"We're just studying" Scott argued clearly not getting what Stiles was implying.
"Uh-uh, no you're not" Stiles shot back at him.
"No I'm not?" Scott asked still clueless and I rolled my eyes letting my head fall against the table putting my hands over my ears which still didn't help because my twin was a loud and obnoxious person.
"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you, if you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I swear to god I'll have you de-balled"
"Okay!" Scott exclaimed to shut him up. "Just stop with the questions, man" Scott added.
"Done, no more questions...no more talk about the Alpha or Derek...especially Derek who still scares me" I bit back a small laugh before I sighed lifting my head up off the desk which caught Scott's attention.
"You okay Lori?" he asked and I turned towards him.
"Yeah just stressed, I gotta a B" I lied and he nodded clearly too wrapped up into his own problems to notice but Stiles didn't and looked over at me with a regretful look for rubbing it in my face of my missed shot with Scott...I was getting over it.
After class I met up with Lydia who was unfortunately with Allison and I had to do everything in my power to avoid glaring at the girl since was there anything in my life that she wasn't trying to steal, my crush and my best friend...she'd only been here for a few weeks and already was getting on my last nerves especially when Lydia decided to bring up the 'study date' as well.
"Scott's coming over"
"We're just studying together" Allison shrugged.
"Just studying, never ends in just studying...it's like getting into a hot tub" I rolled my eyes at Lydia's reply. "Somebody eventually cops a feel"
"So what are you saying?" Allison demanded as they headed up the stairs while I hesitated a few steps back holding onto my binder tightly.
"I'm just saying...you know make sure he covers up" Lydia replied and I scoffed since they'd had one date but then this was Lydia and Allison clearly felt uncomfortable. "Hello snow white I'm talking about a condom"
"Are you kidding, after one date?!" Allison laughed and Lydia scoffed lightly.
"Don't be a total prude, give him a little taste" I frowned since what the hell did that even mean...how can you give a guy a little taste.
"Just go at your own pace Allison" I cut in and Lydia turned to me.
"You'd know" I glared at Lydia but she'd already turned away ignoring my presence.
"Well I mean...how much is a little taste?" Allison asked her.
"Oh god, you really like him don't you?" Lydia asked her and I rolled my eyes since yes Lydia some people were actually capable to have loving relationships...not whatever her and Jackson had together.
"Well...he's just different" I bit back a scoff since if my different she meant different species than yeah but they didn't know that...Scott had always been a little weird. "When I first moved here I had a plan, no boyfriends till college I just move too much...but then I met him and he was different, I don't know I can't explain it"
"I can, it's your brain flooding with phenylethylene" Lydia replied and I raised my eye at the use of the big word.
"What?" Allison laughed.
"I'll tell you what to do, when's he coming over?" Lydia asked her and this was not a conversation I wanted to be apart of and with the ring of the bell I headed to my locker to grab a few textbooks to take home and study with when I suddenly felt like I was being watched and turned my head looking down the halls but saw no one.
I turned back to my locker closing it and secured the lock before I headed out towards the Jeep since I was going to need a ride home now that Lydia was too enthralled with telling Allison all nasty ways in seducing Scott and headed outside quickly before Stiles had a chance to leave without me but as soon as I walked outside I saw him getting into the Jeep.
"Stiles!" I yelled running towards it watching as he backed out of the spot and sighed coming to a stop since this meant I was walking home as I wasn't bothered to call him but he suddenly hit the breaks coming to a quick stop and my eyes widened at the reason why before I ran over. "Derek!" I fell to my knees beside him when he collapsed backwards and was soon joined by Scott with Stiles standing behind us. "Derek hey, what's wrong?" I touched his arm and helped him sit up a little.
"What are you doing here?" Scott demanded and I glared at him since clearly something was wrong, you only had to look at how pale Derek was to notice that.
"I was shot" Derek replied and my eyes widened.
"He's not looking so good dude" Stiles pointed out and I glared back at him since we didn't need him pointing that out.
"Why arent you healing?" Scott asked him and I frowned confused but with what he said when he went into the bus the other night, werewolves must heal faster than us.
"I can't" Derek argued shaking his head. "It...it was a different kind of bullet" he added sounding out of breath and I was worried, we should be taking him to a hospital but then that might not be an option either if they tested his blood or something like that...asked questions.
"What a silver bullet?" Stiles asked seemingly excited about that news and I rolled my eyes since not everything you read or saw on TV was true.
"No you idiot" Derek glared up at him and I smirked glad I wasn't the only one who thought my twin was a moron.
"Wait, wait" Scott suddenly said getting our attention. "That's what she meant when she said you had 48hrs" he suddenly said and my eyes widened in both confusion and shock, confused on who the hell he was talking about and shock because who knows how long Derek had left.
"What...who said 48hrs?" Derek asked him seemingly confused as I was.
"The one who shot you" Scott replied like that was obvious and I frowned since that meant that he was there when it happened but before I could question him on this Derek suddenly grunted and I moved back a little in fear watching as his eyes began blinking back and forth from his natural green to a bright glowing electric blue and I found myself mesmerizingly staring into them. "What are you doing?!" Scott demanded and I snapped myself out of the haze. "Stop that!"
"Doesn't look like he can Scott" I argued since it didn't look like he was doing it on purpose.
"That's what I'm trying to tell you, I can't" Derek agreed with my statement as more impatient honking sounded behind us, we had to get him out of here and I turned back to Derek putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Derek you need to get up" I told him and he met my eyes which were still flashing from green to blue. "Calm down...slow your breathing and get up" he nodded and took long slow breaths and I watched his eyes remain normal before I turned to Scott and Stiles who were both looking at me. "Help me put him in the car" I grabbed one arm while Scott grabbed his other and we helped Derek stand and walked him to the passenger side of the Jeep putting him in inside before I ran around and jumped through the drivers side into the back.
"I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used" Derek told Scott who was anxiously standing next to the car.
"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" Scott questioned.
"She's an Argent, she's with them" more hunters, well that's just perfect.
"Why should I help you?!" Scott demanded and I glared at him.
"Because you need me" Derek replied and I smirked a little since really I think Scott owed him.
"Fine, I'll try" Scott finally agreed and Stiles finally got into the drivers seat. "Hey get him out of here"
"I hate you for this so much" Stiles glared at him.
"Just go Stiles" I told him and he started driving leaving Scott behind and I recognized the road Stiles was taking, towards the Hale house.
"Hey try not bleed out on my seats okay, were almost there" Stiles complained when Derek removed his leather jacket.
"Almost where?" Derek asked.
"Your house" Stiles responded sighing and Derek's head snapped up.
"What no!" I frowned worried. "You can't take me there"
"I can't take you to your own house?" Stiles asked exasperated.
"Not when I can't protect myself" Derek argued and my frown deepened especially when Stiles suddenly pulled over and shut off the car.
"What happens if Scott doesn't find your little magic bullet, hmm...are you dying?" Stiles demanded and I rolled my eyes since is that really important right now, we should be figuring out a way to prevent Derek from getting any worse until Scott came back with the bullet.
"Not yet" Derek replied and I frowned leaning over the seat. "I have a last resort"
"What do you mean, what last resort?!" Stiles demanded but my eyes dropped to Derek's arm as he lifted the sleeve and I felt the bile raise up but I kept it down as I stared at the wounded arm which was bleeding. "Oh my god...what is that?" Stiles was just as squeamish around blood as I was. "Ugh is that contagious...you know what you should probably just get out" I turned to glare at Stiles.
"Stiles!" I exclaimed since he did not just say that.
"Start the car...now" Derek told him.
"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay in fact I think if I wanted to I could drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead" I rolled my eyes at my stupid ass brother.
"Start the car or I'm going to rip your throat out...with my teeth" Derek argued and Stiles glared at him before dramatically started the car and started driving and I rolled my eyes once more before hitting him upside the head.
"By the way, don't be an idiot Stiles...we can't leave him for dead"
"Will you stop hitting me!" he exclaimed.
"I'll stop hitting you when you stop being...a..." I replied feeling dizzy all of a sudden and tried to shake it off but they both turned to look at me.
"Lori?" I frowned confused...was I reacting to seeing the blood.
"Mallory, your blood sugar" Derek suddenly told me and my eyes widened, I never ate lunch so I quickly grabbed my bag and pulled out my testing pack and immediately pricked my finger and saw that my blood sugar was low but I didn't have my hypo kit.
"Stiles..." he immediately knew what I was after.
"Glove compartment, the orange drink" he clicked at Derek who wasted no time pulling it open and Derek quickly handed me the bottle of Lucozade to me which was just a drink that had glucose in it, I untwisted the cap and drank some letting it settle for a few minutes before I tested again seeing had gone above 4 and sighed in relief. "Here" I looked up and Stiles was holding a granola bar, I frowned taking it and opened it eating some to get my blood sugar back just that little bit higher. "How does he know about your diabetes?" he suddenly asked.
"He already knew" I sighed feeling ridiculous, I knew better than to not eat but things have been weighing heavily on my mind.
"How?" Stiles pressed and I rolled my eyes as his incessant need to know everything.
"I told you I was friends with his sister" I replied glaring at Stiles. "Now drop it" I warned him having seen Derek's eyes when I mentioned his sister.
"Fine" Stiles spat petulantly and I threw the empty granola bar wrapper at his head only for him to throw it back at me like an immature baby before I saw his eyes meet mine in the rearview mirror. "Are you okay, you should check your blood again"
"I'm fine, I just forgot to eat any lunch today"
"Lori!" Stiles scolded and I rolled my eyes again. "You know how dangerous that is, you're lucky you didn't pass out"
"Stiles I'm fine" I saw Derek rolling his eyes at our sibling banter before he met my eyes and if I didn't know any better I'd have sworn he looked concerned. "I feel fine now, I wasn't even that low" Stiles rolled his eyes at me but seriously I wasn't a baby and have been managing my diabetes since I was 8 years old. "Now can we just stop talking about it" I sighed and leant back in my seat crossing my arms over my chest while closing my eyes.
We continued to drive around in what seemed like circles and I felt like I had seen more of Beacon Hills than I ever had in my entire life growing up here but as the sun started to lower in the sky before eventually going dark I knew Derek was getting worse and worse.
"Scott better hurry" I sighed leaning between the seats frowning down at Derek's arm seeing the the large veins popping down with a dark purple almost black coloring as it laid limp beside his side still bleeding. "I'm texting him" I grabbed my phone and started typing out a text to Scott's phone...Derek not looking good, you have to hurry – Mackenzie, I waited a couple of minutes for a response but got none. "Seriously" I angrily threw my phone down on the back seat. "Remind me to kill him later"
"Pfft yeah cause you'll be able to do that" Stiles scoffed and I glared at his head.
"If you weren't my twin I'd kill you" I spat at him and he turned to look at me but I already turned away from him and leant over the back seat rummaging around in the crap my brother kept.
"What are you looking for?"
"The first aid kit, I know I put one in here ages ago..."
"Check under the seat" Stiles told me so I turned back and leant under the seat finding the red first aid kit and flipped it open finding a couple of gauze pads but it was pretty much empty and I rolled my eyes but figured it'd be the gaze since Stiles was always tripping over his own feet majority of the time.
"We gotta stop some of this bleeding, Stiles text Scott again and get that useless son of a bitch to call us" I grabbed Derek's arm and pressed a gauze pad to his wound hearing him wince sharply. "Sorry" I apologized as Stiles pulled over once more and pulled his phone out to text Scott and luckily for him it wasn't long before the dumbass was calling Stiles' phone.
"Scott"..."What am I supposed to do with him?" Stiles asked him while I changed the gauze pad when it soaked all the way through. "And by the way he's starting to smell" Derek turned to glare at Stiles while I just rolled my eyes. "Like death!" I scoffed and grabbed the phone out of his hand and put it on loudspeaker so that I could hear as well.
"Where are we meeting you Scott?" I asked a little condescending but he was wasting time in my opinion.
"Take him to the animal clinic" he replied and I raised an eye.
"What about your boss?" I questioned.
"He's gone by now, there's a spare key in the box behind the dumpster"
"Did you find it?" Derek demanded pulling my hand with the phone closer towards him.
"How am I supposed to find one bullet, they have millions?" Scott asked and I sighed. "This house is like the freaking Walmart of guns!"
"If you don't find it then I'm dead alright" Derek shot back at him and I frowned at that.
"I'm starting to think that wouldn't be such a bad thing" I shot a glare towards the phone.
"Then think about this, the Alpha called you out against your will he's going to do it again...next time you either kill with him or you get killed so if you want to stay alive then you need me, find the bullet" he hung up the phone and I handed it back to Stiles before he started driving towards the animal clinic as I pressed the last piece of gauze pad to Derek's arm.
"Hold that there okay" he nodded his head and pressed his other hand over the wound.
It took us about twenty minutes to reach the animal clinic and all jumped out with me putting Derek's arm around my shoulder to keep him upright while Stiles grabbed the keys from where Scott said they'd be and unlocked the roller door letting me lead Derek inside.
"Sit down" I helped him sit on a pile of dog food bags hearing him sigh heavily and frowned at how deathly pale he looked.
"Does 'Nordic Blue Monkshood' mean anything to you?" Stiles asked looking up from his phone as he turned towards Derek.
"It's a rare from of wolfsbane, he has to bring me the bullet" Derek replied, his voice low and raspy.
"Why?" Stiles asked and I rolled my eyes at his stupidity.
"Cause I'm gonna die without it" Derek shot back and I turned back to him with a frown.
"Maybe we can use something in here to slow that down" I spoke to myself as I headed into the main treatment room and flipped on the lights before I turned and saw Derek had followed behind me and removed his shirt and I stopped staring at his back seeing a tattoo between his shoulder blades.
"Lori" Stiles scolded snapping my eyes off Derek's amazing physic seeing him snaking his head at me, I rolled my eyes and immediately started going through all the supply closets to find something that we could use...anything that might help. "You know that really doesn't look like anything some echinacea and a good night's sleep couldn't fix" I heard Stiles say and turned to see Derek looking down at the wound on his arm and I frowned at the sight of it, the bulging veins had spread and was almost reaching the top of his arm.
"When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me" Derek argued and my frown grew as I went back to my search.
"Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary is it?" Stiles asked him as Derek joined me with going through the draws and cabinets but I was finding a whole lot of nothing that was going to be any help.
"If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time, last resort..." Derek trailed off opening a draw with a bunch of pill containers but I'd already looked through it and knew it wouldn't help so he moved onto the next draw down.
"Which is?" Stiles pressed right as Derek held up a surgical saw.
"Your gonna cut off my arm" he stated looking over at my twin and my eyes widened.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa...we're not doing that" I argued as he put it down on the metal table and slid it towards Stiles while I approached him. "There's gotta be something else..."
"There's not" Derek argued quickly grabbing a blue piece of elastic and started tying it above the veins using his teeth to tighten it.
"Oh my god!" Stiles exclaimed having picked up the saw and pulled the trigger causing it to rev loudly making me jump at the sound before he put it back down.
"What if you bleed to death?" I asked him since neither one of us knew how to stop that amount of blood, I'd kind of always wanted to be a nurse but that was way in the future.
"It'll heal if it works" Derek replied through clenched teeth trying to tighten the elastic around his arm as tight as he could get it.
"Ugh...look I don't think I can do this" Stiles complained looking like he was about to throw up and I didn't blame him, I felt like passing out at the thought and it wasn't from low blood sugar.
"Why not?" Derek demanded and I raised my eyes at him since he couldn't be serious...we're teenagers for god's sake and we shouldn't ever witness let alone chop of someone's arm.
"Well because...the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone and especially the blood!" Stiles exclaimed.
"You faint at the sight of blood?" Derek asked letting his arm drop against the table heavily as he looked at my twin.
"No but he might at the sight of a chopped off arm and I'd be right there next to him" I argued feeling the blood draw from my face with just the thought and Derek turned to me with an almost concerned look again before he turned back to Stiles, anger replacing the loos he'd given me.
"Alright fine, how about this...either you cut off my arm or I'm going to cut off your head" I rolled my eyes at Derek.
"Okay you know, I'm so not buying your threats anymore" Stiles argued but Derek reached over and grabbed his shirt nearly pulling him over the table.
"Derek!" I yelled reaching over grabbing his hand to pry him off my twin but he suddenly started gagging over the side of the table as Stiles nervously agreed but before anything else happened Derek suddenly threw up and it was black...black blood.
"Holy god, what the hell is that?!" Stiles asked him going pale at the sight of it.
"It's my body, its trying to heal itself..."
"Well it's not doing a good job of it" Stiles protested.
"Now...you gotta do it now" Derek said looking up at Stiles, I sighed rolling my eyes and grabbed the saw first and pressed it to the skin of Derek's arm below the blue tie.
"Mallory!" Stiles yelled out eyes going wide.
"We have to!" I yelled back looking at Stiles before I looked down. "Oh god" I cursed hovering my finger of the trigger.
"Just do it!" Derek yelled making me jump a little.
"All right, here we go!" I yelled closing my eyes since I couldn't watch this even if I was doing it.
"Stiles...Mallory!" we heard Scott call out and my eyes snapped open turning to the door that lead to the waiting room.
"Scott?" Stiles questioned right as he rounded the corner, his eyes immediately locked onto the saw I had pressed against Derek's arm.
"What the hell are you doing?" he demanded and I immediately removed the saw dropping it down on the table.
"Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares" I thanked him as Derek leant back up straight.
"Did you get it?" he asked Scott and he quickly pulled a bullet out of his pocket and handed it over to him.
"What are you gonna do with it?" Stiles and I asked him simultaneously.
"I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." Derek repeated before I watched his eyes roll back and he collapsed.
"Derek!" I yelled rushing to kneel beside him as Scott raced to catch the bullet as it rolled across the floor having been dropped. "Derek?" I cupped his cheeks feeling the sweat that was covering his face. "Derek come on wake up" I begged him lightly tapping his face.
"Scott what the hell are we gonna do?" Stiles asked looking over at Scott who was trying to reach the bullet which had rolled into the drain.
"I don't know, I can't reach it!" Scott yelled back.
"He's not waking up!" I exclaimed.
"I think he's dying, I think he's dead!" Stiles added and I frowned brushing my hands over Derek's face before feeling his pulse finding one.
"Not yet" I sighed in relief.
"Just hold on!" Scott told us before going silent. "Oh I got it, I got it!" I frowned looking back down at Derek.
"Please don't hate me for this" I whispered to myself before pulling back a fist and punched in the jaw. "Ugh ow!" I exclaimed holding my wrist which felt broken but watched as Derek's eyes snapped open.
"Give me-" Scott handed him the bullet again and they helped him stand while I shook my aching hand before watching Derek bite the top off the bullet and dump a dark powder out onto the table before pulling out and lighter using it which caused the powder to spark before blue smoke rose from it and he quickly scooped the powder into his hand hesitating for a second before pressing it into the wound.
He immediately started screaming out in pain dropping back down onto his back and Scott held me back from going to his side seeing as the wound began healing itself before disappearing completely as Derek screamed in agony then it was all over and he laid panting for a second.
"That was awesome...yes!" Stiles yelled out pumping his first and I rolled my eyes at him pushing Scott's hand away and moved towards Derek as he sat up.
"Are you okay?" Scott asked him.
"Well, except for the agonizing pain" Derek shot back rolling his eyes at him and I helped steady him once he stood and removed the blue tie from around his arm.
"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health" Stiles spoke up and Derek glared over at him.
"Okay we saved your life, which means you're gonna leave us alone, you got that?" Scott immediately said and I turned towards him. "And if you don't, I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad and I'm gonna tell him everything-"
"You're gonna trust them?" Derek cut him off. "You think they can help you?"
"Well, why not?" Scott spat glaring back at him. "They're a lot freaking nicer than you are.
"I can show you exactly how nice they are" Derek argued and I frowned confused.
"What do you mean?" Scott asked him but Derek didn't answer, he grabbed his shirt and left with Scott hesitating for a second before following him out, I sighed turning to Stiles as we shared a look.
"You're welcome" I called out behind them before Stiles and I got into the Jeep and went home where I grabbed a quick bite to eat giving myself a shot of insulin then went upstairs to shower then went into my bedroom to go to bed...this was one hell of an eventful day.
"Thank you" I suddenly heard and jumped turning to find Derek sitting in my desk chair.
"God give me a heart attack" I glared at him. "How the hell did you even get in here?"
"The window" I turned and looked over at the window seeing it open.
"We have a front door you know" I told him and he stood up.
"I just came to say thank you for all your help today" he moved towards my window and I frowned when he suddenly stopped looking at my mirror and I frowned seeing him staring at the picture of me, him and Cora.
"I remember that day, you hid in the pantry" I smiled and nodded my head as I walked over and pulled it off.
"You can have it, if you want it" I held it out towards him but he shook his head and started heading for my window making me frown as I walked over to my bed where the box still sat on my ottoman. "Derek" I called and he stopped once more turning to me and I quickly filtered through the photos grabbing one and walked towards him. "Here" he looked down at it and actually took this one and I knew why...it was of him, Cora, Laura and their Mom, I'd taken it during a phase I went through when I wanted to be a photographer and had gone on a picnic with his family.
"I don't..."
"I thought you might want it-"
"I don't even have a picture of them" he replied cutting me off as he stared at it before he looked up at me. "Thank you" wow two thank you's in one night, I almost feel special.
"You're welcome" I smiled at him before he nodded and I swear I actually saw a quick tug of his lips before he left slipping out of my window and disappearing into the night, I shut my window after I knew he was gone before turning off the light and climbed into bed with a stupid smile on my face but I didn't care, I'd made him smile even for a split second and that made me smile since I felt sorry for Derek, his entire family was gone and the fact that I'd been able to give him a photo to remember them by made me happy because the Hale's were there for me when I lost my Mom but I never got to be there for Derek after the firs which is why I'm determined to be there for him now.