It's The Same, Wherever You Go

Chapter Seventeen

Star-Crossed Lovers

Late at night, Derek's black Camaro is speeding along the two-lane road, with Kate Argent hot on its trail. The chase started back at one of the stores in Beacon Hills, with Kate noticing the car.

In the driver's seat, sat Jaydra as she pushes the gas pedal down, even more, leading the Argents on the wildest goose chase of their lives. Suddenly, the radio in Jaydra's lap goes off. The radio isn't a typical radio, thanks to Jaydra's handiwork. It can now pick up waves from cell phone users in a close radius. And guess who's in that radius.

"He's on foot," Chris Argents voice filtered through the radio, via Kates. "And just ran into the Iron Works."

"Wait, wait! Did you say Derek's on foot?!" Kate screams into the radio, making the driver grin sadistically. "Then who the fuck is driving his car?!"

Stepping on the gas pedal again, Jaydra makes the car seem like it's flying down the backroad of Beacon Hills. And apparently, she's terrifying her passengers in the back.

"Jay! You're going to get us killed!" Scott screams, his fingers leaving permanent imprints on the headrest behind Jaydra. "You're driving like a maniac!"

"Scott, I don't think you're grasping the concept of the car chase here," Stiles says, a bit more calmly than the werewolf pup.

Scott's chocolate brown eyes look over at Stiles, wide with fear. "But at this speed, she'll kill us!" he repeats.

"Oh, shut up and keep your big girl panties on, boys!" Jaydra laughs loudly as they fly over another hill. "Besides, if I let up, and Kate catches us, we're dead!"

After a few more tense moments of the chase, Kate suddenly turns off, going back the way Jaydra was leading her, making the hunter slow the car down to safer speeds.

"Wonder what threw her off," Stiles says, fiddling with the radio in his hands, an extra one that may have been taken from the Sheriff's office.

"All units, suspect Derek Hale is on foot and heading into the Iron Works. I repeat . . ." the message repeated itself on the radio, as Jaydra throws the car into gear and speeds towards the Iron Works.

ITSWYG

Getting the helpful tips from Stiles, Jaydra was able to make it to the Iron Works just in time. The sight wasn't pretty. Christopher Argent had Derek pinned behind a piece of machinery, while the said Argent shot at the Beta whenever there was a clear shot.

Skidding to a stop by the werewolf, Jaydra opens the door, screaming out to him, "GET YOUR FINE ASS IN THE CAR NOW!"

Ignoring what Jaydra did in fact say, Derek runs to the car, and yells at the hunter to drive while the side of the Camaro is pelted with bullets.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?!" Scott screams at the blue-eyed Beta when the car is back on the road, and away from the Argents, and the Sheriff.

"Damn it!" Derek growls out, slamming his hand on the console. "I had him!"

"The Alpha?" Jaydra asks, keeping her green eyes on the road.

Derek nods. "Yes, he was right in front of me, and the fucking police showed up!"

Stiles moves up between Jaydra and Derek, his eyes narrowing at the passenger. "Hey, now, the police are just doing their jobs-" but the teenager was cut off.

"Yeah, they were," Derek says, his green-brown eyes glaring at Stiles and Scott. "Thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!"

"Can we seriously get past that?!" Scott groans behind Jaydra's seat, rubbing his forehead. "I made a dumbass mistake, I get it!"

Derek scoffs loudly at the announcement. "A mistake that has every police department on my ass!"

Jaydra smirks and glances over at Derek. "Which reminds me, welcome to the club!" the hunter says, patting Derek on the shoulder. "But you're only at level one, when you're up to four like I was, then we'll talk!"

"Anyway," Scott interjects, making Derek look back at him. "How did you find him? And what did you find out?"

The black-haired, blue-eyed Beta didn't say a thing as he continues to glare at the two guilty teenagers in the back seat.

~I feel like a parent watching the other discipline our children,~ Jaydra mentally thought, making the hunter snicker softly.

Scott groans as Derek isn't telling them any information. "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?"

"So far, Jaydra is the only one I trust," Derek says, his eyes flashing up to the hunter. "She kept it vague about the attacker, not throwing me under the bus."

"I GET IT! I'M SORRY!" Scott groans from the back seat.

Jaydra can't keep the laughter in anymore as she tries to focus on the road. "Derek, what did you find?"

Derek sighs and leans back in the passenger seat of the car, looking out the windshield. "Look, the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things," Derek explains. "The first was a guy named Harris-"

"Our chemistry teacher?" Stiles suddenly interjected.

Jaydra snaps her fingers, gaining the attention of the three boys in the car. "What was the second thing you found?"

Derek reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, showing it to everyone in the car. "Just this symbol."

Jaydra glances down at the symbol and tenses up. "I've seen that . . ."

"Where?" Derek asks, folding the paper back up and into his pocket.

"On Allison's necklace," came the small reply from Scott in the back seat.

ITSWYG

The next day, Jaydra stretches as she walks into the school building, groaning softly. "Last night was fun!" she chirps, walking beside Scott and Stiles. But the two of them obviously didn't have the same cheerful morning she did.

"This is going to be impossible, you know," Scott whimpers softly, rubbing the back of his neck.

Stiles shrugs, moving his backpack up farther on his shoulder. "Why don't you just ask her if you can borrow it?"

"How?" the pup asks.

"It's easy, you just say, 'Hey Allison, can I borrow your necklace to see if there's anything on it, or in it, that can lead me to an Alpha werewolf that I need to kill in order to get back together with you'," Stiles recites, as if he's practiced it all night.

"You're not helping," Scott sighs. And when Jaydra goes to open her mouth, Scott holds up his hand. "And if your suggestion is to just forget about her, then don't even finish that thought."

"That wasn't it," Jaydra says, even thought she was thinking that exact thought. "I was going to suggest just talking to her. Sure, girls are crazy bitches, but we're also human . . . most of us . . . okay, some of us!"

"She won't talk to me!" Scott groans, leaning against the wall. "What if she, like, only takes if off in the shower or something?"

Stiles sighs and places his hand on Scott's shoulder. "That's why you have to ease back into it, okay? Get back on her good side, remind her of the good times, and then you ask for the necklace." But when Scott doesn't respond to anything and had a goofy look on his face, Stiles sighs. "You're thinking about her in the shower, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Scott sighs dreamily.

Jaydra snorts a laugh, and goes to her locker, preparing for her upcoming class. ~Boys are totally controlled by their hormones,~ she reminds herself.

~Not everyone,~ a tiny voice in the back of Jaydra's head whispers. Jaydra has nicknamed this little voice Inner Jay, which is kind of like her voice of reason

~Derek isn't like that,~ the voice continues, the pitch of the voice just a few octaves higher than Jaydra's own voice.

~Even if he isn't, I bet some of his decisions are pushed by hormones,~ Jaydra defends, placing books in her locker and grabbing new ones.

~I highly doubt that. Has he given you any indications that Derek allows his hormones to weigh in on his options?~ Inner Jay asks.

Jaydra rubs her temples as she shuts her locker door. ~No, he hasn't.~

~I rest my case,~ the voice says in a smug tone, before fading from Jaydra's mind.

"Did I really just lose an argument with myself?" the hunter asks herself, before walking over to Scott McCall's locker.

But when she arrives at Scott's locker, she notices Jackson walking up as well. "Sir Jackass at nine o'clock," she murmurs, leaning against the locker.

Scott looks up just as Jackson arrives, a smug look on his face. "I know what you are, McCall," Jackson says, smirking. The statement makes the two teen's eyes widen, as the female hunter falls on the defensive.

"Wh-What?" Scott stutters, but when Jackson repeats the question, the pup has a better response. "I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Yeah, you do," Jackson says, grinning as if he just won the lottery. "And guessing how Winchester there isn't asking what we're talking about, she does too."

Jaydra raises an eyebrow, her green eyes narrowing at Jackson. "I'm listening," she says. "What are you suggesting?"

"Whatever it is," Jackson continues, his dark eyes going back over to Scott's. "A bite, a scratch, or sniffing magic fairy dust under the moonlight . . . I don't care how it works. But you're going to get if for me, or Allison's going to find out too."

As Jackson turns to walk away, Jaydra pushes herself off the wall and calls out, "Careful what you wish for, Jackass!"

Scott grabs Jaydra by the arm and pulls her back by the lockers. "How does he know?" he asks, panicking.

"I don't know, Scott," Jaydra sighs. "He could just look at your transformation from the weak, scrawny kid, to the Lacrosse champion. But there's something else, he knows for sure."

"Let's go find Stiles," Scott says.

"After we get out of class," Jaydra says, grabbing Scott by the collar of his shirt and dragging him to his first class of the day.

ITSWYG

During the break between classes, the hunter and the pup find Stiles and quickly tell him about the encounter with Jackson.

"How the hell did he find out?" Stiles whisper-yells.

"No clue," Jaydra says. "But he didn't say it outright what he thinks Scott is, but he gave a very clear message. He even mentioned the bite."

Stiles rubs his face with his hands, before trying to think of the positives of the situation. "Okay, maybe it's not as bad as it seems. I mean, he doesn't have any proof, right?" Stiles asks, making the two look over at him. "And if he wanted to tell someone, who's going to believe him anyway?"

"The Argents, my brothers, any other hunters nearby that hear the rumor about a teenage werewolf, need I go on?" Jaydra asks, counting her options on her fingers.

Stiles' shoulders slump down as his idea was shot down. "Okay, so it's bad." As the three try to think of another idea, Stiles snaps his fingers. "Where's Derek?"

"Hiding, like we told him too, why?" Scott asks.

"I have another idea," the human teenager announces, looking at his two friends. "It's going to take a little time and finesse, though."

Jaydra raises an eyebrow. "Well, I have a way to contact him."

Stiles just about gave himself whiplash as he turns to look at Jaydra. "I don't want to know how you can, but have him meet up with us after school at our house."

"That's the stupidest idea I've heard, Stiles," Jaydra deadpans. "Bringing a wanted man into our house."

"That aside," Stiles says, glaring at Jaydra, before looking back at Scott. "Just get the necklace."

Scott nods, running a hand through his shaggy brown hair. "Get the necklace, got it."

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Jaydra walks into the cafeteria after her next class, noticing Scott and Stiles sitting at a lunch table together. After grabbing her lunch, she joins them.

"Did you get her to give you the necklace?" Stiles asks as Jaydra sits down.

Scott shakes his head, replying, "Not exactly."

"What happened?" Jaydra asks, biting into her chicken.

Scott rubs the back of his neck. "She told me not to talk to her. At all."

Stiles' eyes soften slightly. "Well . . . Did you find anything else out?"

"Just that I know nothing about girls, and that they're totally psychotic," Scott says, before waving a hand at Jaydra. "No offense."

Jaydra snorts a laugh, waving her hand as a dismissal. "I agree with you on this one, I mean, you guys saw Mean Girls. Remember that animal attack scene?" she asks, and when the two nod their heads, she continues. "We've all wanted to do that."

After that piece of information, Stiles interjects, "Okay, so, I came up with a plan B, just in case anything like this happened."

"What's plan B?" Scott asks.

"He wants you to steal the necklace," Jaydra says, finishing her meal, and standing up to toss her garbage.

While standing by the tray returns, Jaydra glances back and sees Scott fidgeting in his seat, and Stiles looking panicked. Jaydra reverts to hunter mode as her green eyes scan the room, and she sees the object of aggravation. Jackson.

Walking around the lunchroom, Jaydra gets close to the co-captain of the Lacrosse team, just as he begins to mock Scott even more about Allison.

"I'm going to do everything you never got the chance to do, and she's going to beg for more, Scott," Jackson says, watching Scott squirming in his seat. "I'll bet she likes to get loud, maybe even a scream-"

Before Jackson could finish his statement, Jaydra grabs him by the jacket and drags him out of the lunchroom, before slamming him up against the lockers. The amount of strength the smaller girl has, surprises Jackson.

"You got a death wish?" the hunter snarls, her green eyes cutting into Jackson's dark ones. "Because you keep that up, and he'll kill you. And you know what? I'd give him a free fucking pass, Whittemore. That was low, even for you."

"He's going to give me what I want," Jackson retaliates when Jaydra backs off.

Scoffing, Jaydra turns and walks away. "If you keep triggering his anger, he won't. You'll just be a mangled body on the side of the road with your throat cut out."

"How the fuck do you even know about this? And what makes you so confident about this?" Jackson shouts back. "Are you one of them?"

"No, I'm human," Jaydra says. "But to keep the population in check, there's this thing called hunters, and we track down the rogues. Keep that in mind." And with that, the hunter leaves.

ITSWYG

Later that afternoon, Jaydra is in her room, working on her homework as loud music blares from her speakers. But a certain chime from her phone makes her look up from her textbook. Grabbing her phone, she notices a text from 'Jeremy', telling her that he's in Stiles room.

Jaydra jumps up off her bed, stretching, before searching for a shirt to wear. Due to the warm weather, Jaydra took off her shirt from school, just doing her school work in her bra. Finding a cute shirt, she pulls on a tank top that reads "I work out because punching people in the face is frowned upon", and after the deal with Jackson, it fit with her anger.

Once the shirt was on, Jaydra leaves her room, noticing the Sheriff leaving as Stiles wildly signals her to come into his room. Once inside, Derek grabs Stiles and pins him against the door, obviously still not trusting the younger teen.

"If you say one word-" Derek begins, only for Stiles to cut him off.

"Oh, what, like 'Hey dad, Derek's Hale's in my room, bring your gun'?" he asks, as Derek backs off a bit. "Yeah, that's right. If I'm harboring your fugitive ass, it's my rules, buddy."

Rolling his eyes, Derek glances around the room, noticing that Jaydra is laying on Stiles bed, while Stiles sits in front of his computer. "Scott didn't get the necklace?" the Beta asks.

"No, he's still working on it," Jaydra says.

"But there's something else we can try. The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there."

"So?" Derek asks, not seeing the point.

"It wasn't Scott since you broke his cell phone the night before," Jaydra says. "Meaning the Alpha had to send it to get her at the school."

Derek's green-brown eyes widen. "Can you find who sent it?"

"No, not me, but I think I know someone who can," Stiles grins.

ITSWYG

Twenty minutes later, Danny is walking into Stiles room, thinking that he and Stiles were working on their project.

Jaydra and Derek sat in the corner of the room, Jay on the bed, and Derek in the chair beside it, looking through Jaydra's journal about Alphas.

"You want me to do what?!" Danny asks, his eyes wide as if Stiles asked him to kill someone.

Stiles shrugs and sits on him computer chair. "Trace a text."

But Danny was very adamant about just doing their lab work, and since Stiles wasn't getting any kind of cooperations from Danny, he silently gives up.

"Now, who's the guy with Jaydra?" Danny asks, glancing back at Derek.

"Oh," Stiles gasps, forgetting he was still there. "Um, he's my cousin, Miguel."

Jaydra, hearing the conversation, had to bite her lip as the two continue to look over the book. Glancing up, she notices Derek's eyes are closed, and probably planning Stiles' death.

"And is that blood on Miguel's shirt?" Danny asks, pointing to the small amount of blood on the bottom right of Derek's shirt.

"Uh, well, he gets these horrible nosebleeds," Stiles tries to explain, before turning and looking at Derek. "Hey, Miguel, I thought I told you-you could borrow one of my shirts."

Heaving an aggravated sigh, Derek stands up and walks over to a pile of Stiles' clothes, looking through them. Most of them didn't fit, considering that Derek was so much taller and more muscular than Stiles. After shredding out of his bloodied shirt, Jaydra's green eyes linger on Derek's muscular back, and the hunter licked her lips as she watches Derek's abs move as he looks for a shirt.

Stiles smirks and looks at Danny, noticing how the goalie's eyes are going over Derek's body. "You swing for a different team, but you still play ball, don't you, Danny-boy?"

"You're a horrible person," Danny says, turning towards the computer. "I'll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text."

Jaydra looks over at Stiles before whistling slightly, gaining the two teenagers attention. "Thanks for helping Danny, but Stiles is giving you a false promise."

"Why? Are you two together?" Danny asks, remembering how close the two were sitting.

"Why, yes they are!" Stiles says, keeping his lie up. "My cousin and Jaydra are totally together. I mean, just look at the happy couple!"

Jaydra's jaw drops, before looking back at the equally surprised Derek. Both of them are blushing profusely, but Jaydra also notices that Derek didn't immediately correct Stiles. Standing up, Jaydra walks over to Derek and leans up to give the Beta a quick peck on the lips, before taking his hand in hers and leading him to her room. "Let's get you a shirt, lover-boy."

Just as they are about to leave the room, Danny looks at Stiles. "How are they together? Isn't Miguel a lot older than us?"

Stiles just waves his hand. "Jaydra turned eighteen a few weeks ago. Her birthday was right before Halloween."

"Eighteen?" Danny asks, amazed.

"Her dad moved a lot, so she was held back quite a lot," Stiles quickly explained. "So when she took the placement tests, the teachers had to place her in classes based on what she knew. So, technically she's a grade ahead of us, but there are some classes she takes with us."

Out in the hallway, Jaydra leads Derek by the hand to her room and begins looking through her closet for something for him to wear.

"Was all that necessary?" Derek asks, his face completely red.

"Probably not, but I kind of wanted to," the hunter admits, blushing lightly as she pulls out a t-shirt. The said shirt was way too big on her, so it was mostly used for a pajama shirt.

Derek's eyes were wide at the admittance. Sure, he felt some kind of pull to the young hunter and hearing Stiles say that she was eighteen helped a lot. Derek knew that the two of them were nowhere near the point of being in an actual relationship, but why not build up to that point?

Pulling the shirt on, Derek looks over at the young girl. "It wasn't the worst thing ever," he admits, a small smirk on his face.

Jaydra raises an eyebrow. "I'm sensing there's a continuation to that sent-"

Derek cuts her off by pulling her into a fierce kiss, before pulling away and walking back into Stiles' room, with Jaydra following close behind.

When they get back into the room, Jaydra notices that Stiles is staring at the computer, having sent Danny home. "Hey, did you find something-" Jaydra stops talking when she sees the name of the person who sent the text. Melissa McCall.

"That can't be right . . ." Stiles says, looking up at Derek and Jaydra.

"Wait," she says, her eyes wide. "I think I know where the Alpha is. Since you've been around Melissa's house, and she's completely human, it's clear she's not the Alpha. But with her being a nurse . . ."

"The Alpha could be staying in a place where she works," Derek says, his eyes wide. "And when looking for a killer Alpha, the last place you would look is . . ."

"The hospital or the nursing home," Stiles finishes.

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Later, Scott calls Stiles phone while the two teenagers and Derek sat inside Stiles' jeep. "Did you guys get the picture?" he asks.

"Yeah, we got it on Jay's phone," Stiles explains as he looks over at the picture Jaydra was showing them, comparing it to the drawing Derek has. "And it looks just like the drawing."

"Hey," Derek cuts in, grabbing Stiles hand and bringing the phone closer to his face. "Is there something on the back of it? There's got to be something. An inscription, an opening, something!"

"No, the thing's flat," Scott says through the phone. "And it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And besides, Jay, Stiles, where are you? You two are supposed to be here. You're both on then first line!"

"We know," Stiles says, sighing. "Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him . . . tell him that I'll be there, but I'll be a little late." And with that, Stiles hangs up his cell phone.

"You're not going to make it," Derek says, looking over at Stiles, who nods in agreement. "And you didn't tell him about his mom either."

"Not til we find out the truth," Jaydra says, shrugging on a jacket in the back of the jeep, the air getting so much cooler since the sun went down.

Derek glances back at the hunter and nods, before looking at Stiles. "One more thing," the Beta says, before slamming Stiles face into the steering wheel.

"OH GOD!" Stiles screams out in pain. "What the hell was tha-"

"You know exactly what that was for," Derek growls, before motioning Stiles to drive off.

"Is it a good idea that I'm with you two, or should I be with Scott?" Jaydra asks from the back of the jeep.

"Even though I have werewolf-boy here, I think you should be with us," Stiles says, rubbing his face. "If we find the Alpha, the more the merrier."

Derek nods. "Agreed. Just stay cautious."

"Do you know who you're talking to?" Jaydra teases, smirking at the Beta.

"I was talking to Stiles," Derek clarifies.

"Right," Jaydra nods, glancing over at Stiles, before looking back at Derek. "DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO?!"

ITSWYG

The three of them pull into Beacons Crossing Home, Stiles and Jaydra going in first, looking for Scott's mother.

"We can't find her," Stiles reports over the phone to Derek.

"Look, ask for Jennifer," Derek says over the phone. "She's been looking after my uncle."

Raising an eyebrow, Jaydra walks over to the room where Peter Hale, Derek's uncle, was supposed to be. "Uh, Stiles," the hunter says, making the teenager walk over.

"Yeah, well, he's not here either," Stiles tells Derek over the phone. "He's gone, Derek."

Jaydra's eyes are wide and she softly mutters, "Oh my god, he's the Alpha," just as Derek screams it into the phone.

Hearing someone walk up behind them, Jaydra turns and puts Stiles behind her as a man walks out into the hallway. He was fairly attractive, save for the burn marks on the right side of his face. His hair was a dark brown, where his eyes were an icy blue.

"Oh, I finally get to officially meet the girl in Derek's life, Jaydra is it?" Peter asks, his voice sickly sweet. "And the boy behind you must be Stiles."

Suddenly, a new voice behind them calls out, "What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over." It was Nurse Jennifer, the one who must have been helping Peter with his plans.

Jaydra's green eyes go back and forth between the two, before reaching into her jacket, pulling out her Kusarigama weapon, Ira. The blade was shaped similar to a sickle, but the chain attached to it made it much more deadly. It was a present from Bobby when he was in Japan.

"My, my!" Peter laughs, eyeing the weapon. "She's the real Winchester deal."

Suddenly, Derek interferes, knocking Jennifer to the ground.

"That's not nice, Derek. She's my nurse," Peter scolds, clicking his tongue at Derek.

"She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people," Derek snarls out, his fangs and claws elongating, as his werewolf eyes shine a bright blue.

When Derek lunges at Peter, Jaydra drags Stiles over to the nurses station, placing her weapon back into its harness in her jacket.

"You think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?" Peter asks, after sending Derek flying across the hall. "My mind, my personality were literally burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct."

Derek spits some blood out of his mouth, glaring harshly at Peter. "You want forgiveness?"

"I want you to understand. Do you have any idea what it was like for me during those years?" Peter asks, touching the burns on his face. "Slowly healing, cell by cell . . . Even more slowly coming back to consciousness." Peter looked down at his claws, before sending Derek flying back again when the beta tries to attack him again. "Yes, becoming an Alpha, taking that from Laura pushed me over a plateau in the healing process. I can't help that . . . I tried to tell you what was happening . . . I tried to warn you."

Derek, who was injured during the fight, begins to crawl away, towards the back of the nursing home. But Peter was following lazily behind him.

Jaydra watched the two werewolves disappear behind a curtain, and she looks down at Stiles. "I'm going after them, stay here."

Stiles looks up at her like she's crazy, but he knows he can't keep her back. "Just be careful, Jay."

Nodding, Jaydra sneaks to the back of the room, listening to Peter feed Derek, even more, bullshit.

"I was going to wait, for a dramatic flair, but when you look this good, why wait?" he asks, the burns on his face finally healing completely, thanks to the Alpha healing process. You have to give me a chance to explain, Derek. After all, we are family."

Jaydra takes a deep breath, before pulling out Ira and rushing into the room, swinging her weapon at Peter. The Alpha easily dodges her attack, and when Jaydra goes for a second attack, Peter grabs her by the back of the neck, pinning one of her hands behind her back painfully, making her drop her weapon. And to just make sure she won't use it on him, Peter kicks the weapon out into the hallway.

"She would make a fine addition to the family, don't you think?" Peter asks, looking down at Derek, whose eyes are glowing bright blue, snarling at Peter.

"Let. Her. Go," the beta snarls.

"I mean, look at that fire in her eyes," the Alpha laughs. "She really wants to kill me, and I'm sure that if she was older, and had some more experience, I'm sure she could." Peter glances at Derek, before leaning in close to Jaydra's neck and sniffing.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU COCK SUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!" Jaydra snarls, thrashing in his hold.

Peter throws his head back and laughs. "Such language for a young woman to use, but if I remember correctly, wasn't it you who said I would be your rug on your living room floor for harming Derek?"

Jaydra's green eyes glare up at Peter, but a very light blush dust across her cheeks. "Fuck you."

"I'm sure Derek would gladly take you up on that," Peter says, pulling one of Jaydra's arms up to his face, his lips caressing her wrist, making the hunter shiver. "Just one bite, Derek, and she can be in our pack, and yours to claim."

Derek roars at Peter, snarling. "Let her go, and I'll listen to your crazy explanation."

Peter raises an eyebrow but drops Jaydra on the ground. "Very well."

Derek locks his green-brown eyes to Jaydra's bright green. "Get Stiles and get out of here, Jaydra." At her hesitation to leave him, Derek roars, "GO!"

Jaydra swallows the lump in her throat but runs out of the back room. She runs up to the nurse's station and grabs Stiles, the two making a break for his jeep. As the two drove away, Jaydra knew very well that it was because of Derek that she's alive right now. Alive and human.