It's The Same, Wherever You Go
Chapter Twenty
Un-Formal Dance
The night of the Formal Dance came quickly for the teenagers, especially for Scott, who struggled to get all of the things he needed for tonight. But, as per usual, Scott pulls off the impossible.
Jaydra met up with the pup before he snuck into the formal, assuring him that Peter wasn't getting anywhere near the school if the Winchester daughter had anything to say about it.
"Now," Jaydra says, straightening Scott's tuxedo slightly. "Go in there, find Allison and make that girl dance with you."
Scott gives her the brightest smile he could, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling. "Thanks, Jay . . ." And with that, the werewolf runs into the school.
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Jaydra walks around the parking lot, her green eyes scanning everything that moves. But when her eyes register the red color of hair, it made the hunter raise an eyebrow.
"Lydia . . .?" Jaydra asks softly before a bad feeling began to set into her stomach.
"Jay!" Stiles' voice suddenly screams out, gaining the hunter's attention. "Have you seen Lydia?!"
That feeling in Jaydra's stomach got worse, and without thinking, Jaydra's feet began pounding the pavement as she races after Lydia, who was heading to the Lacrosse field.
But as Jaydra and Stiles got onto the field, all they saw was Peter in front of Lydia.
"LYDIA!" Jaydra screams, gaining the red head's attention.
Stiles screams the next phrase, "RUN!"
But it was too late.
When Jaydra and Stiles arrive next to Lydia, she's laying on the ground with four deep gashes on her sides.
Stiles is on his knees, cradling the teen's body. Whereas Jaydra stands in front of the two, eye to eye with Peter.
"Now that I have you here," Peter smirks. "I need you two to help me find Derek."
"W-What?" Stiles asks, looking up at Peter.
"Tell me how to find Derek Hale," Peter clarifies, a hint of red swirling around his bright blue eyes.
Jaydra crosses her arms and gets in Peter's line of sight. "And what makes you think we know how to do that?"
"Because he's the clever one, and you're the hunter, aren't you?" Peter smirks, holding his hands out to his sides. "And because deception has a particularly acrid scent. So, tell me the truth, or I will finish what I started with your dear friend Lydia."
Stiles' eyes widen as he moves to face Peter. "Look . . . Look, I don't know, okay?" Stiles admits, looking absolutely broken.
"TELL ME!" Peter roars, making Stiles shrink back in fear.
Jaydra growls, getting up in Peter's face. "Listen here, Alpha fuck," she snarls, her green eyes holding a fire in them. "He doesn't know anything because he wasn't there, but I have a theory, and there's no telling if it's true."
"And what would that be?" Peter asks, raising an eyebrow.
"I think Derek knew he was going to be caught, so he took Scott's cellphone," Jaydra explains, crossing her arms, her blood still boiling at Peter for attacking Lydia.
"Why would he do that?" the Alpha murmurs, tapping his chin in thought.
Stiles broke the Alpha's thought process with the answer. "Because all cell phones have GPS in them now. So if he has it and it's still on, he can be traced."
Peter's grin could easily be described as devilish as he walks past Jaydra and Stiles. "Wonderful. Let's go, my little helpers."
Stiles shakes his head, watching Peter's form. "I"m not just letting you leave her here."
"You don't have a choice, Stiles," Peter states, turning to look at the teenager. "You're coming with me."
"Call Jackson," Jaydra says softly, rubbing her arms. "He can take her to the hospital, and we won't be questioned. It would be hard to explain that she was attacked by a werewolf."
Stiles' eyes look up at Jaydra, completely heartbroken, as he pulls out his cellphone and calling Jackson, telling him to check for Lydia on the Lacross field.
"Good," Peter purrs, walking towards the parked vehicles. "Now let's go. I will ride with Stiles, and Jaydra, you will follow us in your car."
"Why not ride with me?" Jaydra asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Because I was taught when I was a pup to never ride with a Winchester that doesn't trust you," he smirks, walking towards Stiles Jeep.
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Jaydra follows Stiles' jeep all the way to the hospital parking garage, where the trio park beside a dark car.
"Whose car is this?" Stiles asks, watching Peter walk over and unlocking the trunk.
Peter shrugs, hearing the click of the trunk unlocking. "It belonged to my nurse."
"And what happened to yo-OH MY GOD!" Stiles shrieks, seeing the dead body of the nurse, Jennifer, in the trunk.
"I got better," Peter chuckles, pulling out a bag containing a computer.
"Some people would argue that you regressed," Jaydra comments, crossing her arms.
Stiles opens the computer that was given to him by Peter, turning it on. "Good luck getting a signal down here," the buzz cut teen says, before looking over to see that Peter also had a personal wifi port. "Oh, MiFi . . ."
"Get connected," Peter says, his patience running thin.
Jaydra raises an eyebrow at how Peter's attitude is changing. At the Lacrosse field, the Alpha's tone was more light-hearted, whereas now he's much more serious. He must really be concerned about Derek's well-being, just as Jaydra was.
"You still need Scott's username and password," Stiles says, after getting everything set up. "And I don't know them."
"You know both of them," Peter challenges, his canines growing slightly, making his demeanor even more threatening. "Even if I couldn't hear your heartbeat, I would be able to tell that you're lying."
"Dude, I swear-" But Stiles wasn't able to complete the sentence since Peter suddenly pins the teenager to the car.
Jaydra goes to move towards Peter, but the Alpha positions his claws, making the threat clear. Jaydra moves and Stiles may not walk out of the parking garage.
"I can be very persuasive, Stiles," Peter says, tapping his claws on the boy's head. "Don't make me persuade you."
When the Alpha lets up, Stiles pulls the computer closer to him. But before he types in the information, he glances over at Peter. "What happens after you find Derek?"
"My money's on killing people," Jaydra comments, leaning against the car.
"Only the responsible ones," Peter admits, looking over at the hunter.
"If I do this . . ." Stiles starts, licking his lips. "You have to promise to leave Scott out of it."
Peter chuckles. "Do you know why wolves hunt in packs?" When Stiles doesn't answer, the Alpha looks over at Jaydra. "Do you, my dear?"
"Because the prey they hunt is too big for a single wolf to take down alone," Jaydra says, her green eyes focusing on Peter's blue.
"Exactly," the taller male laughs. "So I need Derek and Scott."
Stiles glares over at him. "He's not going to help you."
Peter's grin turns feral. "Oh, he will because it'll save Allison. And you will because it will save Scott," Peter states, noticing how Stiles' defensive wall was slowly crumbling. "Your best friend whom you know so well, you even know his username and password."
Stiles let out a sigh of defeat before his fingers began to glide over the keyboard, typing in the information.
"His username is Allison?" Peter asks, rolling his eyes, before his jaw drops in disbelief. "His PASSWORD is Allison?!"
"Still want him in your pack?" Jaydra quips, making Peter glance up at her.
"That's where they're keeping him?" Stiles gasps out, making the two walk over to see the screen.
Jaydra's green eyes widen when she sees the location is the Hale house. "They're keeping them at his own house?" she murmurs.
"Not at it," Peter says, smirking. "Under it, and I know exactly where."
Suddenly, a howl is heard throughout the night, making the three glance over at the source. Scott was somewhere, trying to find Derek on his own. But what really made the three's eyes widen, was the responsive howl.
"Derek . . ." Jaydra gasps softly. He was still alive! Jaydra turns to get into her car when Peter grabs her bicep.
"I like both of you," Peter says, smirking, the life sparking back in his eyes.
"I can assure the feeling is NOT mutual," Jaydra comments dryly.
Ignoring her comment, Peter continues, "And since you two have helped me, I'm going to give you something in return. Do you want the bite?" he asks, looking at Stiles. When Stiles doesn't answer him, the Alpha continues the pitch. "You would be every bit as powerful as Scott. No more standing by his side, watching him become stronger, quicker more popular."
Stiles' eyes were wide as he debates the decision in his mind, before giving Peter his answer. "I don't want to be like you."
Peter chuckles. "Your heart began beating slightly faster over the words 'I don't want'," he says. "You may believe that you're telling the truth, but you're lying to yourself."
Jaydra's green eyes drift over to Stiles, before the pressure on her bicep became just the tiniest bit stronger.
"My darling, Jaydra, I've offered the bite to you once before, but I now offer it again," he purrs into her ear.
"Fuck off," Jaydra snarls, jerking her arm away.
Peter shrugs, not overly disappointed. "Too bad." And with that, Peter walks over to Stiles' jeep and drives away.
The two teenagers watch the jeep disappear in the distance before the hunter looks over at Stiles. "You okay?"
He nods, before motioning to Jaydra's car. "Go after him, keep Scott safe and find Derek," he says softly, before looking up at one of his best friends. "Just be careful, Jay."
Jaydra nods and pulls Stiles into a tight hug, knowing that he needs one. "I will, Stiles. Just get up there to Lydia," she says, walking towards her car. "And remember, if your dad shows up, tell him I'm at work."
And with that, Jaydra speeds off to the burned remains of the Hale House.
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Losing Peter somewhere along the way, Jaydra arrives at Derek's home in record time, and she quickly finds the opening leading to the underground location where the Argents were holding Derek.
Following the long hallway, Jaydra keeps a knife up in front of her, ready for whatever she may encounter in the darkness.
Rounding another corner, the hunter sees light coming from a room up ahead. When she walks in front of the door, her eyes immediately land on Derek's form. Her brain vaguely registers that Scott was in the room, but all of her attention was on the blue-eyed Beta.
"Derek!" She gasps out, running over to the restrained werewolf, struggling to help him with the chains.
"Jaydra, don't let him out," Scott says, making the girl turn and look at the young pup. "Not until he tells me how to stop Peter."
"You really want to talk about this right now?" Derek growls out.
Jaydra nods slightly, agreeing with Derek that this isn't the time or place. "Remember what I said about the die hard loyalty?"
"Just give me this, Jay . . ." Scott pleads, his chocolate brown eyes looking at her. "Please . . ."
Jaydra sighs, stepping back from Derek, but not too far. "Go ahead. Ask him."
"Peter's going to kill Allison and her family," Scott urges, trying to convey the desperation he feels. "You have to tell me how to stop him."
"You can't!" Derek roars. "I don't know when Kate's coming back, so just get me out of this! NOW!"
"Then help me," Scott says again, crossing his arms.
"You want me to risk my life for your girlfriend? For your stupid little teenage crush, that means absolutely nothing?" Derek snarls.
At Derek's words, Jaydra feels a small twinge in her heart, making her wonder slightly if that's how he feels about her attraction to him.
"You're not in love, Scott. You're sixteen years old. You're a child," Derek states, tugging at the chains.
"What's so different about you and Jaydra then?" Scott asks, and when he receives the surprise looks from the other two in the room, he continues. "You really think I didn't know what was going on between you two?"
"That's entirely different!" Derek growls, rubbing his one free hand over his slightly redden face. "We don't love each other! There's obviously some kind of attraction going on, but we're not diving head first off this cliff like Allison and you."
Feeling slight relief, Jaydra nods. "He's right, Scott. Derek and I both know how the road of relationships are . . . Love isn't instant."
"But what if . . ." Scott says, his eyes looking over at Jaydra, who merely shrugs.
Scott sighs before his eyes look up at Derek once again. "Maybe you're right . . . But I know something you don't," he challenges, making Derek raise his eyebrow. "Peter said he didn't know what he was doing when he killed your sister, right? He lied." Scott holds up a piece of paper. "Remember this?"
Jaydra walks over to look at the paper closely, her eyes widening when she sees the spiral drawn onto a dead deer. The spiral matches the ones on Derek's tattoo, located on his upper back. Peter baited Laura.
"My boss told me three months ago, someone came into the clinic asking for a copy of this picture. It was Peter's nurse."
Jaydra's eyes widen. "Peter baited Laura out here so he could kill her and become the Alpha himself . . ." she muses.
Suddenly, a loud bang is heard, and Derek is free. The anger from knowing the truth gave him the strength to break free of the chains.
"I'll help you," Derek growls out.
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The trio reaches the woods in no time, Jaydra staying back to help Derek, even if the beta doesn't need it. While Scott stays ahead of the group, scouting.
"Hey, hold on," Derek voices, stepping up to catch up with the younger pup. "Something doesn't feel right."
~So it's not just me,~ Jaydra hums in the back of her mind.
"What do you mean?" Scott asks, turning to look back at Derek.
Derek shrugs slightly. "Don't know."
Jaydra steps up and looks at the pup. "It kind of feels like it's-"
Scott quickly cuts the young hunter off. "No, don't say 'too easy'," he practically begs. "When people say that, bad things happen. None of this has been easy!"
Jaydra rolls her eyes, but thinks back to finding Derek, and Scott had a point. It wasn't easy in the slightest.
"Fine," Derek agrees. "Your right."
But just as Derek agrees, he's shot in the shoulder by an arrow, followed by another one in the leg.
Jaydra's eyes widen as her eyes began to scan the tree lines, and she notices Kate and Allison standing up on the upper hill, Allison preparing another arrow.
Jumping into action, Jaydra runs over to help Derek get the arrows, out.
"SCOTT!" Derek yells out. "Cover your eyes!"
Just as Scott covers his eyes, and Jaydra yanks out the second bolt from Derek's body, a bright, blinding light shines out. The tactic the Argents loves to use to blind their opponent, but thanks to Derek's warning, it didn't help this time.
Running back towards the burnt remains of the Hale House, Derek is shot again by Allison. But when Jaydra turns to help, he roars the command for her to stay with Scott and keep him safe.
Biting her lip, Jaydra turns and grabs Scott to keep running, only for another arrow pierce the ground in front of her feet, making the hunter stumble back onto Scott, making the two teens fall down.
"A-Allison!" Scott gasps. "I can explain!"
Allison shakes her head, not wanting to hear an explanation. "Stop lying, for once."
"I was going to tell you the truth at the formal!" Scott yells out, making Jaydra's head whip around to look at the pup. "I was going to tell you everything. Because everything I said, everything I did-"
"Was to protect me," Allison finishes, scoffing. "I don't believe you."
Jaydra groans and stands up, getting in Allison's face. "Well believe this, Argent," she snarls. "This pup has been disobeying every order to stay away from you because he loves you so damn much."
"Doesn't matter," Allison says, her eyes cold and hard.
"Thank God!" Kate suddenly calls out, walking up to the group. "Now, shoot them before I have to shoot myself."
At the comment to shoot the three of them, Allison's eyes allow a reaction. Wide and surprise. "You-You said that we were just going to catch them . . ."
"We did that," Kate sighs out. "And now we're going to kill them." Kate raises her gun and shoots Derek.
"DEREK!" Jaydra screams out, her hand covering her mouth before she snarls at Kate. "YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
"See? It's not that hard," Kate says, looking up at Allison, only to scoff again. "I know that look. It's the 'you're going to have to do it yourself' kind." Shrugging her shoulders, Kate walks past Allison and in front of Scott, aiming her gun.
Just as she pulls the hammer back, Jaydra pulls Scott back and steps in the line of fire. "You're not killing him unless you kill me," Jaydra says, her green eyes glaring at Kate.
"Fine," the Argent says, aiming the gun at Jaydra's forehead. "Tell your dad hello for me."
Jaydra glares again, but when the Argent hesitates in pulling the trigger, the teen begins to yell. "Lose your spine, Kate?" she snarls. "Come on! Pull the trigger, and show your niece what you're really made of! That you will stoop low enough to kill another human."
"H-Human . . .?!" Allison gasps, looking at Jaydra. "You're not like them . . .?"
"Nope," the hunter replies, smirking at Kate. "One hundred percent human, but I'm on team werewolf since the human side is blinded." Jaydra pauses, looking back up at Kate, staring Death in the face. "So, what are you going to do, Kate?"
Kate sneers her teeth at Jaydra, pushing the gun against Jaydra's forehead. "I'm putting this bitch down!"
Just as she places her finger on the trigger, a new voice rings out. "KATE!" Christopher Argent steps up, aiming a gun at his sister. "I know what you did, so put the gun down."
"I did what I was told to do," Kate growls out, not moving the gun from Jaydra.
Jaydra's green eyes widen as the pieces began to click together. "The Hale fire . . ." she gasps softly, wincing when Kate pushes the gun even more against her skin, assuring the hunter was right.
"No one asked you to murder innocent people!" Chris says, pointing to the remains of the house. "There were children in that house, ones who were human! Look what you're doing now!" he yells, motioning to the gun she has on Jaydra and will aim at Scott soon. "You're holding a gun at a sixteen-year-old body with no proof that he's spilled human blood, and a fellow hunter who's eighteen and ready to die protecting an innocent."
"Innocent?" she spats, but Chris doesn't stop.
"We go by the code," he says, before reciting said code. "Nous chassons ceu qui nous chassent."
"We hunt those who hunt us," Allison says softly, watching her dad.
"Now, put the gun down, Kate," Chris orders, but when his sister doesn't follow the order, he shoots the tree behind her. "Before I put you down."
Kate's grip tightens on the gun, before she slowly lowers the weapon, allowing Jaydra to turn and help Scott to his feet.
But the victory was short-lived when the door to the Hale house began to open slowly, making the group turn to look at the door.
Jaydra's skin ran cold when she sees Peter step out, before he runs into the woods, taking out the group, one by one. He knocks down Chris, Allison, Scott, and Jaydra before he takes Kate and retreats back into the house.
When the Alpha disappears back into the house, Jaydra runs over to Derek and lets out a huge sigh of relief when she finds Derek still alive and slowly getting up.
"Oh thank goodness," she says, helping Derek up. "You're alive."
"Going to take more than that to kill me," Derek says, looking at the hunter. "And what you did was the stupidest thing ever, letting Kate hold the gun to you."
"I was protecting my pack," Jaydra grins up at Derek, who reciprocates the grin.
When a loud scream pierces the night, Jaydra looks up at the house, before rushing in. Inside, the hunter sees the lifeless body of Kate Argent laying on the ground, with Peter standing behind her. Blood coats his hand, revealing quickly what happened moments ago.
Jaydra walks over, standing behind the youngest Argent, looking over the body of Kate.
"You done with your revenge plot now?" Jaydra asks, her arm coming up to hold onto her classmate's arm.
"Not even close," Peter growls, his features beginning to shift.
"RUN!" Derek and Scott both yell from their hiding points since they snuck in after Jaydra.
Jaydra's grip tightened and pulls Allison out of the house, letting the betas fight their Alpha.
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The fight inside lasted for a while until Scott's body comes flying out of the window, with Peter walking out after, in the full Alpha mode.
Jaydra's eyes widen, remembering the ugly Alpha creature from the night she was locked in the school with the others. "Dude, you're still fugly," Jaydra comments, her green eyes scanning the Alpha.
Peter roars out at Jaydra's comment, only to stop and look when a set of headlights broke through the darkness of the night. A very expensive looking car pulls up, before Stiles steps out, throwing a vial at Peter, only for the alpha to catch it.
"Oh damn . . ." Stiles says.
Jaydra looks to her side and notices that Allison's bow is beside her, so the hunter grabs the bow. "Allison!" she calls out, throwing the bow to the young Argent.
Allison catches the bow and aims an arrow. Once her target is in her sights, she shoots, sparking the molotov cocktail in the Alpha's hand. The spark was enough to cause the cocktail to engulf Peter's hand in a fire.
Immediately, when Peter sees the fire, he begins to panic. The traumatizing event that was caused by the fire forever embedded in the werewolf's mind, making him terrified of fire.
Jackson, who was with Stiles, jumps out of his car and takes the moment when Peter is panicking, and throws his molotov cocktail and hits Peter square in the chest, allowing the fire engulf his body. Peter is only able to get a few steps away from the group, before he falls back, vulnerable.
"It's over," Jaydra says, sitting down on the ground, grinning from ear to ear. "We did it!"
But just as she punches her fist into the air for victory, Jaydra's green eyes move at the sight of movement from the house.
Leaving the doorframe, Derek walks over to Peter's charred body, determination written all over his face.
"Wait!" Scott calls out when Derek stands over the body of his uncle. "You said the cure comes from the one who bit you!" But Derek wasn't stopping. "If you do this, I'm dead . . . Allison's dad, her family . . . What am I supposed to do?" Scott asks, his hope shattering.
Laying below Derek, Peter gasps softly. "You've . . . already . . . decided . . ." he pants. "I can . . . smell it . . . on you . . ."
As Derek raises his hand into the air, his claws shining in the moonlight, Scott begs, "NO! DON'T!"
But Derek doesn't listen, his claws slashing at Peter's neck, finally killing the Alpha. Standing up, Derek turns to look at everybody, his eyes glowing bright red. "I'm the Alpha now."
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After the realization that Derek was, in fact, the Alpha now sets in, a good majority of the group leaves the Hale house, one by one. The first ones being Stiles and Jackon, then Allison and her father, and lastly Scott. The only ones left are Derek and Jaydra.
"Aren't you leaving?" he asks, raising an eyebrow, his red eyes going back to his normal greenish-brown.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay . . ." Jaydra says, rubbing her arms. "I mean, you were shot twice with arrows, then shot by Kate, and THEN you took on an Alpha."
Derek chuckles softly, walking over to the teenager. He holds his hand up and lays it against her cheek. "Jaydra . . . this between us . . ."
Jaydra smiles softly and holds up her hand, stopping the new Alpha. "Derek, I know what this is, and there isn't a label," she says, her green eyes meeting his. "Let's just take it slow, alright? Let's start with . . . You taking me to dinner somewhere out of town sometime."
Derek can't stop the laugh that passes his lips. "You're asking me out?"
"Maybe," Jaydra grins. "You obviously weren't going to." The teenager grins up at him, before bringing her hand up to cover up the yawn that works its way up to her mouth.
Smiling a rare, full, smile, Derek leans down to kiss Jaydra's forehead. "Go home and get some rest, Jay."
Jaydra nods and turns to leave, before turning back and leaning up to give Derek a light peck on his lips.
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Jaydra stretches and yawns as she walks up the stairs in the Stilinski house, heading to her bedroom across the hall from Stiles'. Opening the door, and turning on the light, results in Jaydra's skin turning white as a sheet, and her blood running cold.
Laying on her bed was the mermaid dress that Peter had picked out the day before, with a note on top of it.
As she walks over and picks up the note, Jaydra couldn't shake the horror of the fact that Peter had been here, in her room.
The hunter's green eyes scan over the note. "Even though you left before even trying on the dress, I had to guess with your size," it reads, Peter's voice a faint voice in Jaydra's mind. "Shame, my dear. But I believe I guessed correctly. If not, the receipt is on your nightstand."
Jaydra glances up to see in fact the receipt for Macy's laying on her nightstand. Flipping the card over, Jaydra continues reading the note.
"Simply exchange for the correct size. I cannot wait to see Derek's expression when you wear it," Peter's handwriting says. "I'm sure you look absolutely delicious in this . . . Good enough to practically eat."
Scrunching up the note, Jaydra throws it into the trash bin in the corner of her room. With her hands-free, Jaydra picks up the dress, fully intent on throwing it out. But as she looks it over, the hunter can't help but admit that the dress was her type of fashion, and absolutely gorgeous. Even though every part of her brain screams to throw it out, Jaydra had a sinking feeling that she was going to keep the dress.
Picking up the dress, Jaydra walks over and puts it into her closet. Not noticing that the tag falls off, laying on the hunter's bed. But she sees the small tag when she walks back.
"SON OF A BITCH!" Jaydra screams out, noticing the size.
Peter was fucking right.
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The following day after school, Jaydra goes to the hospital to visit Lydia with Scott and Stiles.
Sneaking into the room, the three hide away from any doctors walking by, and Scott motions for Stiles to shut the door.
Stiles nods and grabs the door handle, and begins to shut it, only to realize that the hinges for the door haven't been oiled since nineteen fifty-six.
"Oh my god . . ." Scott says, wincing at the loud squeak.
"Oh for the love of," Jaydra growls, jumping up and quickly shutting the door. "Now, Scott shut the blinds."
Once the room was sealed off from everyone passing by, the three teens look over their red headed friend.
Grasping the hospital gown, Jaydra lifts it up, noticing the slashes along Lydia's ribs, making her green eyes widen.
At her reaction, Stiles speaks up, "Is it completely healed?"
Jaydra shakes her head and lowers the gown. "Not at all."
"You mean not fully?" Scott asks, not wanting to get his hopes up.
"I mean not at all. It's healing at a human's speed," Jaydra announces, a smile on her face. "She's not a werewolf!"
"Then what is she?" Stiles asks, looking over at the love of his teenage life. "A deep cut like that should have turned her, right?"
Shrugging, the hunter looks over at her roommate. "It could have, but scratches aren't guaranteed as much as bites." Her green eyes darken slightly as she looks over her friend, attached to IVs. "She wouldn't even have that if I had been quicker to get to her . . ."
"You can't blame yourself for this, Jay," Scott says, watching the hunter walk over to the door.
Laughing softly, Jaydra looks up at Scott, green eyes meeting brown. "You'd be surprised what all I can blame myself for, pup," she says, placing her hand on the door handle. "I'm heading for a walk."
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After leaving the hospital, Jaydra turns and walks over to the group of trees that begin the preserve in Beacon Hills. Ironically, with all the werewolves in the town, Jaydra feels safer here in the woods than on the streets.
Walking for several moments, Jaydra loses track of time and notices the sun beginning to set through the trees.
"I need to head back," she groans, turning to head towards the Stilinski home.
But her body freezes when she hears leaves crunching behind her. Twisting around, Jaydra's green eyes scan the forest, not seeing anything.
But the sound of something being swung at her head, makes Jaydra instinctively duck and jump away from whoever stood behind her.
"You were always the more cautious one," an eerily familiar voice says, making Jaydra's eyes wide as she looks up and sees Yellow-Eyes. Azazel.
"Hello, Jaydra," the demon purrs, before Jaydra feels something hitting her in the back of the head, the world going black.