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SAMANTHA STILINSKI

I don't know what Stiles had done but it worked. We followed the bus to the next rest area and Rae, Allison and I went to go help Scott and Stiles get to the men's bathroom. On our way we heard Coach yell, "Jared, you suck! Hey, somebody grab some towels. Or a mop. Or a new bus." What in the world had Stiles done?

When we finally got to the bathroom, we helped Scott sit on the ground. I lifted his shirt up to reveal a huge black gash on the side of his abdomen with black veins spreading out from it.

"Oh, my God," I gasped.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Rae asked angrily.

"Sorry," Scott said, too innocently for even Rae to stay mad at him.

"This shouldn't be happening," Allison said, pulling us aside where Scott couldn't hear. "I've seen him heal from worse than this."

"Okay, what do we do then? Do we just call an ambulance?" Stiles asks.

"What if it's too late? What if they can't help? We gotta do something," Rae said.

"You know, it could be psychological," Lydia said.

"What do you mean, like, psychosomatic?" Stiles asked.

"Somatoformic," Lydia corrected.

"Som-?"

"A physical illness from a psychogenic cause. Yes, it's all in his head."

"All in his head?" Stiles thought for a moment then said, "Because of Derek."

"He's not letting himself heal 'cause Derek died," I realized.

"So what do we do?" Allison asked.

Lydia took a pin and thread out of her purse and shrugged. "Stitch him up." When all of us gave her incredulous looks she said, "I'm serious. Maybe all he needs to do is just believe it's healing."

"Who's going to do it?" I asked.

"I'll do it," Allison said.

"Well then let's get to work," Rae said and all of us went back to Scott.

"He's gonna need another shirt," I said, taking it off so that Allison could access him better. "Where's his bag?"

"Um, I'm gonna get it. I hate needles anyway, so uh, do you know what you're doing?" Stiles asked Allison.

"Yeah, my father taught me," she replied, sterilizing the needle.

"I mean, how fast are you gonna—I mean, the bus, like, the bus could leave."

"Well, you just make sure it doesn't leave."

"I can help. Come on," Lydia said pulling Stiles out of the bathroom.

I turned to Rae. "It's probably better if we go too. She needs to focus."

Rae stared at Scott for a moment, sighing, then said, "Okay." We walked out of the restroom to see another problem…

ADELINE LAHEY

"We'll be right back, Addie," Sammy had told me, not waiting for a response, as they all jumped out of the car.

I sighed and decided to stay in the car for once. I would probably just get in the way. Like last night.

|| Flashback ||

I ran in to see Rae, Sammy, and Allison watching whatever was going on from over the ledge of the second floor of this abandoned mall.

"Are we serious with this kid?" I heard a woman say. "Look at him. He's an alpha? To what? A couple of useless teenagers?"

Trying not to make a sound, I walked to another part of the floor to see what was going on underneath.

The woman was talking to Derek and had her foot on top of another girl's throat.

"Some have more promise than others," a blind british man standing on the escalator said. He looked over at Scott and that's when I noticed Scott and Isaac were being held down by a humongous alpha. And Boyd was a bloody mess, on the ground in between Derek and the woman. It was obvious they were losing.

"Let him rise to the occasion, then," the woman said to the british man. "What'll it be, Derek? Pack," the woman looked at Boyd, "or family," she pushed her foot harder into the other girl's throat and cracks could be heard. She must've been Derek's sister then, Cora. Wait. Were they making Derek choose which one to kill?!

Everyone was waiting in suspense for Derek's choice when an arrow whizzed past Derek and into the huge alpha that was holding Scott and Isaac. The huge alpha fell to the ground and separated into the alpha twins, Ethan and Aiden.

The alpha woman shrieked and the british man shouted, "Cover your eyes!"

I watched as Sammy and Rae helped Allison shoot arrow after arrow at the alphas, trying my best not to cheer them on and be heard.

It didn't work out, though.

"Yes!" I shouted. I didn't think it was that loud, but Isaac looked up at me from below.

"What the fuck is she doing here?!" Isaac yelled, pure fury on his face. "Get her out of here!"

Sammy, Rae, and Allison turned to look at me, looking stunned but Sammy snapped out of it first and ran over towards me.

"You shouldn't be here, Addie!" she scolded, pulling me out of the mall.

|| Time Skip ||

Sammy had driven me back home, leaving me there before going back to mall. After waiting impatiently for another hour, everybody finally came stumbling into the house. I didn't say anything, not wanting to cause anymore trouble, but I didn't need to because as soon as Isaac saw me, he shrugged off Rae's supporting arm and stormed over to me.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" he shouted, "Do you realize how stupid that was, coming along like that? You could've gotten hurt!"

"Isaac, why don't you just calm do-" Rae began, but she was quickly cut off by Isaac.

"And you!" Isaac said, spinning to face Rae, "How could you let her come along with you? You know as well as I do, she can't protect herself!"

Rae already looked broken as it was. And when Isaac yelled at her, she got teary-eyed. What?! Rae never cried.

"Don't talk to her like that!" I snapped. "And stop treating me like child! I'm fifteen years old! I'm only younger than you by two flippin' years!"

"Well, you certainly don't act like you're fifteen!" Isaac retorted, turning back to me, "Coloring in coloring books, and all that, hell, you still carry around that stupid teddy bear of yours!"

"If you had a fucking problem with that, then you should've fucking told me!" I cursed, "And it's not like I'm not trying to grow up. You're always smothering me, and reinforcing how I act like a child. I acted that way because it always seemed to make you happy. I realize now that I was only trying to convince myself that as long as I acted like how I did back when Camden and Mom were alive, that maybe we could be happy.

"And you know, I accept that I am mostly at fault for the way I acted," I continued, "But isn't it obvious that I'm trying to change, now? I am sick and tired of acting like a child-of you treating me like a child! And yes, I understand that I can't protect myself, but you know, maybe instead of just yelling at me for my inability to, you actually make some effort to teach me how. Or at least, let me learn. Because I am sick and tired of being looked down upon, and I am most definitely sick and tired of being useless!"

I angrily glanced around the room to see shocked expressions on everyone's faces-probably because of my outburst. I glared at Isaac one last time before storming upstairs to my room, slamming the door shut. I leaned against the door, and to my surprise, I felt tears trickle down my cheeks.

Of course I'm an angry-crier. Why am I not surprised?

My eyes darted around my room, and I spotted Teddy sitting on my bed. Out of emotional fury, I grabbed him and threw him across the room. I marched over to where he landed, picked him up, and brought him over to the trash can. I held him over it, ready to throw him away, but stopped.

This was the last thing I have from Camden and Mom. Did I really want to throw it away?

No. No, I really didn't.

Clutching Teddy tightly against my chest, I climbed onto my bed, burying myself underneath my sheets, and just laid there, breathing heavily as tears continued to stream down my cheeks.

|| Flashback ||

A commotion pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked out the car window to see Isaac beating a guy senseless. I quickly jumped out of the car and ran to them and noticed it was one of the alpha twins that Isaac was beating to a pulp. Surprisingly, the guy had a smile on a face as punch after punch landed to his face.

"Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!" Coach, Rae, Sammy, and Stiles were shouting, trying to get him to stop, but it was as if Isaac couldn't hear them.

Danny tried pulling him off of the other guy, but Isaac just violently pushed Danny away.

No! Not Danny!

"ISAAC!" I screamed. His face snapped up to look at the terror in my eyes and something in him changed.

Stepping over the bloody man on the ground, he walked over to me and asked, "Addie? What are you doing here?!"

Before I could answer, our friends came hurtling towards us.

"What the hell happened?!" Scott shouted, leaning on Allison for support.

"He went after him," Stiles answered for Isaac. "I told him what was happening and he just went after him."

"They can't get away with this," Isaac fumed.

"Do you have a plan?" Scott asked. "What are you gonna do? Kill him, right here? And then what? What are you gonna do after that?"

"I don't care," he replied.

"I do," Scott said. "Give me a chance to figure something out. Something that doesn't have to end with someone else dying."

"Okay," Isaac nodded.

"Are you okay, Scott?" Rae frowned at him, changing the subject.

Scott nodded. "I'm fine."

"Well," Lydia started, "We still don't have gas."

"I'm not leaving him," Allison said, holding onto Scott.

"Then we have to leave the car."

"Sounds good," Allison said.

"What? That wasn't an actual...suggestion," Lydia sighed as Sammy, Allison, Rae, and Stiles led Scott onto the bus. Lydia trailed behind them.

I was about to follow when Isaac took my arm, stopping me.

"I'm sorry for getting so mad," Isaac apologized, "I guess I'm just a little overprotective."

I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. "A little?"

Isaac chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Fine, extremely overprotective."

"To the max."

"Addie…" Isaac smiled. "You really are growing up, aren't you?"

I gave him a small smile. "I'm not seven anymore, Isaac. I even threw away Teddy."

His eyes got saucer-huge. "You did not."

I laughed. "You're right, I didn't. But I'm not carrying him around anymore. I've realized that he doesn't keep me safe. I think that's been proven the many, many times I've been in imminent danger with him."

Isaac laughed, ruffling my hair. "It's okay, Addie. You'll always be my baby sister."

I pushed him away and, laughing, we climbed into the bus.

RAEGAN MCCALL

I saw Isaac and Addie get onto the bus, laughing with each other, and I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

I was glad they were okay now.

I smiled at Isaac and he smiled back, coming to sit next to me on the bus as it started moving.

We stared at each other for a moment, waiting for the other to speak first.

"I'm sorry, Rae-" I cut him off by wrapping my arms around him.

"It's okay, I get it," I said into his shoulder.

A surprised laugh erupted out of him and he slowly hugged me back. When we broke apart, he looked at me seriously. "Now would you please stop blaming yourself for Derek's death? You McCall siblings are the same."

The smile fell from my face and I sank back into my seat. "Scott was trying to help."

"And you weren't?"

"Scott's a werewolf. I just got in the way. I was being stupid, as always. Stupid and reckless."

"What you did was brave-"

I turned, glaring at him. "It was stupid! I panicked! I froze like the pathetic human I am."

"That was not your fault, and you know it," Isaac retorted. "You were doing what you thought was best for your friends. That doesn't make you stupid. It makes you caring."

"Maybe caring is a weakness," I trailed off, staring out the window. "Look where it got Derek. He's dead because he cared about me."

|| Flashback ||

After Sammy had ran out with Addie, the fighting began and Allison and I turned to see what was going on.

Scott and Derek were trying to beat Ennis and they were failing. Miserably. I winced as Ennis landed hit after hit. I couldn't just sit there, watching. I just couldn't. Quickly pulling out the silver dagger I had swiped from the Argents' weapons and stashed in my jean pocket, I ran down to them.

Catching him off guard, I cut Ennis pretty deep in the arm. But instead of slowing him down, he just became more enraged and lunged at me.

"No!" Derek shouted. "Rae!"

I panicked and shut my eyes, waiting for the blow to come, but it never did. I opened my eyes to see Ennis and Derek fighting close to the edge of the floor. Scott ran over and cut Ennis in the ankle. Ennis lost his footing and fell over the edge, bringing Derek down with him.

"NO!" I screamed, running towards the edge but Scott pulled me away to stop me from looking. But it was too late. I had seen Derek's broken, mangled body and already knew.

He was dead.

And it was all my fault.

A/N: We're baaaackkkkk! Junior year was hell. Glad that's over with. Now we finally have time for this story! Haha, if anyone's even still reading. Again, sorry for the confusing time jumps. And thanks for the people that have been commenting! Will be updating again soon so look out. I'm going to try to at least finish the entire third season by the end of summer and then I think that will be the end of this story. Thanks for reading❤️ -Mod R