This is the last chapter! I hope you guys will enjoy it, and if you don't please kindly state why. I'm not sure if I should do an epilogue, so please let me know what you think I should do. There will be things that you won't understand, but later along, you will. I need to end this author's note because I know you want to read already, so without further ado, the last chapter! Enjoy! (:
Scott
"You stole this from your dad?" I ask, still staring at the photo in disbelief.
"Shhhhh! And yes, I did. I overheard my dad talking on the phone. The body was found at about three in the morning." says Stiles.
"Who would be walking around the woods in the early hours of the morning?" I ask. Seriously, who does that?
"Now, this is where things get weird." Stiles says, whispering as if he was selling me an important state secret about the U.S government.
I raise my eyebrows. "What?"
"Allison's dad was the one who found it,"
Isaac
We get out of the car, and being the last, I close the door but Frannie's hand catches it.
"Keep an eye out. We know that Amy didn't do it, but that doesn't mean the person who did is long gone. Keep an eye out for anyone acting strange." she says with a serious expression. I nod and swing the door but again Frannie holds it.
"I almost forgot, have a great day at school!" she says cheerily. I smile and she reaches out of her seat and closes the door herself.
Frannie has been playing the mother role ever since she got in the pack. It feels nice to have someone who cares about you, Boyd and Erica do show me that they care, but that's different. I think of them as siblings, but Frannie's love is like that of a mother. Ever since my mom died, and my father abused me like it was his hobby, I forgot how it felt like to be cared for. Frannie has reminded me how it felt like, and I am grateful for that.
"Look," Boyd nudges me with his elbow, I look over to where he points and see Amy walking with a black umbrella. It's not really hot, but the sun is still up. It seems that vampires and sun don't match because Amy looks behind her, making sure that the umbrella is covering her entire body.
One foot before stepping into the shade, she closes her umbrella and I see her skin glow. That's why she plays volleyball, because the games are mostly held indoors, and that explains why she turned down Ms. Emily's request to play on the girl's lacrosse team. Her head snaps around to see if anyone saw the strange radiant glow that her body emitted. Too bad for her, because I caught it.
"Did you see that?" asks Erica. We all must've been watching her. Boyd and I nod at the same time.
"Do you guys think that one person is responsible for both murderers?" asks Boyd.
"Yeah, they both attacked people who were in the woods, and the wounds are the same." I say.
"The big question is, is this murderer from Amy's coven?" Erica guesses.
"Amy was our biggest suspect. I mean that is her brother after all. The murderer must really share a good relationship with Kevin, because committing murders is serving as a message to us. If you don't return Kevin alive, we'll keep killing people." Boyd theorizes. He has a good point.
"So the other potential suspects must be Kevin's parents," I suggest.
"Or his mate," Erica adds.
"Does he even have a mate?" Boyd asks.
"Not that we know of,"
"I think we should come up with an idea that will help us find out who's responsible for these murderers," I say.
"I agree, a plan is definitely needed," Erica says.
"After school, it is then."
Perry
"It can't be the parents," I tell Frannie. We've been making a list of possible suspects. We've came up with some good names, but after an argument a name was removed.
"How?" Frannie asks, clearly frustrated. I try to grab the pencil away from her so I can erase it, but she extends her hand in the opposite direction. Fortunately, my hand is longer, so I'm able to grasp it but I can't release it from her iron grip.
"Give me three good reasons," she says.
"Isn't it supposed to be 'one good reason' only?" I ask, causing a mischievous grin to spread across her face.
"There's no rule," she says, the grin still on her lips.
"Well, I can't imagine them to just kill people for the sake of their son's safe return. They would probably try to break in here and free him," I say.
"No, they would want us to feel responsible for the deaths they've caused. They won't stop killing until Derek hands Kevin over, it's parental instinct. And, they won't try to break in here because they know we'd be on alert." she says. Damn her intelligence, it makes more sense than what I think.
"Good point," I mutter, not wanting to swallow my pride and admit that I'm wrong.
"Don't you mean- good points? Points as in plural?" she asks.
"Yes, points as in plural." I say. She holds my chin and makes me face her. She plants a quick kiss on my lips and it turns into something more passionate.
"Please do that somewhere no one can see. I'm going to pick Erica, Boyd, and Isaac up from school." Derek says. Frannie jumps a bit from his voice and when she realizes it was just him, she sends a light glare in his direction for startling her.
"Can I follow?" Frannie asks. Derek nods.
"I'll stay here and guard Kevin," I say, they nod and walk upstairs.
Erica, Boyd, and Isaac really inspire Frannie to have children. Before Brock turned her into a werewolf she had a younger sister named Sally, who was just 7 years old. Frannie always tells me that's the only thing she regrets leaving behind the most. She would always blame herself, saying that if she never dated her ex, she still could have been with Sally.
I remember when Brock introduced her to us a month after I was turned. Why was I turned you might ask? It's because I didn't want to live my life anymore. Back then, it wasn't worth living. Nothing mattered, nothing at all. You see, it was my second year of college when my brother came and visit me. To me, college was all about partying. My brother surprised me, and came on the day after I partied hard.
He tried to snap some sense into me. Telling me that I shouldn't take advantage of the scholarship. After getting in an argument, I finally convinced him to follow me and a couple of other friends to a party out in a huge house in some kind of cabin out in a secluded woods area. It was spring break, which meant that there were no classes for two weeks. So we got to the party, and my friends manage to get my brother to have a drink. He then drank more and more until he was wasted. We were all wasted in fact, and it was my dumbass suggestion for me to be the driver after the party ended.
I was no sober than the rest of my friends or my brother. I lost control of the wheel and the gas pedal and caused the right side of the car to slam into the tree. The impact was so strong, it was like I literally felt my brain bounce around in my head from it. I was the only one awake and sadly, the only one alive. Everyone else died. I was arrested from driving drunk and served a long sentence, but it didn't feel long to me. All I thought about was the accident and how it took my brother and friends' life.
I was suffering from depression for a year when I decided that I didn't deserve to live. A quick stab to the chest would do it, and I would rot in hell faster than a blink of the eye. I left the bathroom door open, so it would be easy for the police to get in and retrieve my body. I didn't dare look at myself in the mirror, for I am the most disgusting human being that ever lived. I thrust the knife into my heart and collapsed. I don't think the knife puncture the right spot, because I still felt the pain and the blood coming out of my body. I was waiting for death to come and get me. I remember the glass on the bathroom window breaking and felt shards of glass penetrate my skin. I closed my eyes, expecting to see the worst place in the world to be there when I open my eyes.
But I didn't. Instead I felt an excruciating on the right side of my torso. It was like someone was stabbing me. I deserved to be stabbed, I remember thinking to myself. Then what looked like those big monsters from horror films appears right before my eyes, then the darkness blinded my eyes and I woke up in a comfortable bed. That's when Brock comes in, explains what he has done and teaches me how to adjust to being a werewolf. The following month, Brock introduces us to a young lady who he says was nearly beaten to death by her boyfriend. Little did I know, that she becomes the love of my life.
Boyd
The sound of Derek's car fills our ears and we walk through the main hallway and go out the front doors of the entire school. None of us have found anything suspicious, so that's where the plan will come in. I hope that the plan will work well, and in the end we'll know who killed George Fairfield and Jeff Holkins. I bet it's going to take a long time to come up with an effective plan.
Frannie and Derek are the only ones in the car. Perry is probably guarding Kevin.
"Did you guys find anything, or anyone?" Derek asks when everyone is in the car.
"Nope," Erica says.
"Was Amy acting weird?" ask Frannie.
"No, she was acting like herself." I say.
"So, how was school?" Frannie asks.
"It was fine," says Erica.
"How about you Boyd and Isaac?"
"Alright, I guess. Nothing interesting happened." I say.
"School was fine," says Isaac.
We park in front of the abandoned subway station and walk in. We walk down the stairs. "Perry?" Frannie calls, checking if he's alright.
"Down here," he assures her.
We get off the stairs just as Perry is walking out of the train. He smiles at Erica, and nods curtly at me Isaac and I. I go into my room and put my bagpack on my bed, and walk out.
"How was school?" Perry asks. He punches me lightly in the arm.
"Alright," I say.
"Derek," I call, looking around for any sign of him. I see him standing next to the stairs and turn to face him.
"We think it would be good to come up with a plan that'll help us find out who's the murderer." I say.
"You're not the only one," Frannie pipes up, she smiles when I look at her.
"Do you have a plan already?" I ask her. She shakes her head.
"We'd thought that we'd wait for you guys, so we can think of one together, as a pack." a loving smile appears when she says that we're going to do this together.
Frannie gathers everyone and we each suggest something. There were debates on whether or not we should do something, and being the alpha, Derek gets to make the decision and sides with who he thinks is right. For the next hour, a chorus of "I agree," and "We shouldn't do that," filled the room until finally, we came up with something brilliant.
Erica
I put on the clothes that I wore the previous night when we were out patrolling, because it is still clean. The plan is perfect; thank god we have Frannie and Perry because they had put up some reasonable arguments on whether the plan was good, or if it has the potential to go wrong before it's even set into action.
After everything, we all came up with something that would work. Everyone contributed their thoughts and ideas to the plan, putting all of our intelligence into this. Even Frannie thinks it's a good idea, and she believes everything will go great.
I walk outside and join Boyd and Isaac, who are dressed in dark clothing, too. We exchange a mix of excited, but nervous glances with each other. Frannie and Perry walk out holding hands and smile at us.
"You guys ready?" Frannie asks.
"As we'll ever be," says Boyd.
When Derek walks out, we take it as our signal to walk up the stairs and in the car. We all walk in the direction of the old, wooden stairs when something tugs onto my arm, or should I say, someone.
"What?" I ask Derek, slightly annoyed.
"I just want you to know that, in case-"
"In case what? Nothing is going to happen. If anything does happen, I can protect myself. By the way, why would you care? You're the one who said 'There is just no time for a love story,'" I say, mocking what he said on the day Jackson incapacitated me. I don't care if I'm going too far. I'm releasing all the anger I have. I don't know if it's just to make me feel bad, but Derek Hale, the serious alpha actually looks hurt.
What he does next is far from what I'm expecting. Instead of stomping off angrily, he holds my hand and comes closer to me.
"I care. A lot, actually not just because you're a part of my pack, but because I actually feel the need to protect you." he says.
"Why do you feel like you need to protect me?" I ask, hating how weak my voice sounds.
"Because I love you," he says. The tough girl exterior disappears and I find myself kissing him.
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you guys" he says. He links his fingers with mine, and I instantly feel the warmth of his palms and can't help but cling on.
"Are you saying that there is time for a love story?" I ask. He nods.
We walk up stairs and find Perry and Frannie leaning against the car talking to each other and Boyd and Isaac discussing something. Boyd turns and sees our hands, he raises his eyebrows and nudges Isaac. When Isaac looks, Boyd points at our hands. Isaac sees and pats Frannie and motions towards our hands.
"Are you two together?" she asks hesitantly. Now Perry turns and sees. His reaction is the only one that doesn't make me feel uneasy, because he smiles and nods respectfully.
We nod and get into the car. For a second, I actually forget that we have something important to do.
"Is Scott there yet?" I ask.
"He's on his way with Stiles." Derek answers.
Good. Stiles is playing an important role in this plan and we definitely need him for it to work. I hope he brought the things we asked for, because they will definitely have the outcome we want. We park in the staff parking lot of Beacon Hills High School and step out.
A few minutes later, Stiles's jeep drives in and parks next to Derek's car. Stiles steps out and so does Scott.
"Just in case you guys know, I don't agree with this plan at all." Stiles says right when he walks over.
"You'll be fine," I assure him.
"'She's right, I'm Perry by the way." Perry says and extends his hand. Stiles holds onto it and shakes it.
"Nice to meet you, it's nice how we first meet on the night I am going to nearly get killed." Stiles says, earning a laugh from Frannie.
"You're funny and just like Erica and Perry said, nothing will happen. I'm Frannie." Frannie says and shakes his hand. Stiles looks at her and smiles.
"Nice to meet you," he says and inhales deeply.
"You smell good," he says.
"Back off, she's mine." Perry says.
"It's okay, he's just a boy and he was only complimenting me on my perfume." Frannie says.
"Stiles did you bring what we told you to bring?" I ask, trying to change the mood.
"Yeah. Camping bag filled with a sleeping bag, water, first-aid kit, and some snacks and some packed dinner." he says, patting the big bag that campers use.
I nod. "Good." I say.
"Shhh. Is everyone ready?" Derek asks, we all nod. Then, Stiles raises his hand as if Derek was Mr. Harris.
"Yes, Stiles?"
"I don't think I want to do this anymore." Stiles says.
"Too late for that," I say and he glares at me.
"Stiles, grab your things. Let's go." and with that, we head deep into the woods.
Stiles
I walk in a straight line, fearing which step could cost me my life. They promised me that nothing will happen, and I trust them. They need my help. My dad thinks that George Fairfield was killed by an animal, but when he saw the clean slice on Jeff-Holkins's neck, he knew the cause of death was a slice of a vein in the neck.
Whoever murdered Jeff is driving my dad crazy. He's been staying up night long, with his eyes glued to the files and due to lack of sleep, he's been getting to work late, and his boss would yell at him. I hope this plan will work out so he can stop worrying.
I don't stop walking even when I hear the sound of insects. Fine, I did stop, but I adjusted my bag and kept walking. I walk a little faster, but I try my best to stop breathing heavily because Derek told me they can track you down faster by the rate of your heartbeat.
I hear a twig snap, and my head snaps from side to side. It's nothing, just keep walking. I continue walking when I hear a hiss. A strong force knocks me down flat on my back. This is it. I did my part, so where the hell are the others?
"Look what we have here," she purrs.
"It looks like they'll be another murder in Beacon Hills," she says and raises her hand. Her claws are out, and they ready to slash my throat. I close my eyes. Where are they? Her grip on me loosens and I open my eyes.
Frannie has tackled her, and now they are rolling over. The girl is putting up a fight, but Frannie doesn't seem like she's about to give up. That's when Erica, Derek, Boyd, Isaac, and Perry spring out from their hiding spot. Perry jumps in the fight and pulls the girl off of Frannie, but even though they're separated, both of them still want to break each other into pieces.
Derek
I take the girl from Perry so he can calm Frannie down. The girl won't stop squirming and I try my best to not let out a vicious growl. I put her in an iron grip, but somehow she doesn't stop struggling.
"Stop moving!" I say.
"I got it," Erica says. She walk over and slaps the girl right across the face. The girl stops struggling, but now she wants to kill Erica.
"Erica, stop." I order. She glares at the girl and steps back.
I force the girl to face me and that is when I recognize who she is. She's the girl that who stays at Amy's hiding spot. She is the girl that was at the warehouse, when we fought with Amy and her coven, but she didn't participate in the fight. She was one of the two teenage girls I spotted at the back. Didn't she say something? Yeah, she did. Her words replay in my head.
"Leave Beacon Hills,"
"What if we don't hunt humans? Just animals?" she says.
Why was she the only one that cared so much about Kevin that she would listen to us? Then the answer comes to me. She's his mate. The one thing I don't understand is that she would do something so evil as to murder two people. She looked so innocent when I saw her at the warehouse. She seemed like she didn't want to fight, all she wanted was to get Kevin back.
"You're his mate," I speak my mind.
"Yes, now you know. Now where is he?! Tell me where he is or I'll murder someone else!" she yells. Not caring if what she did was wrong.
"We're no telling." Erica says.
She looks at Erica. "What? This is how things fall into place. You return Kevin." she says.
"I don't think so," Frannie says.
"You can't kill me," she says like a five year old.
"I can," our head turns and we find Chris Argent with a gun pointed straight at the girl.
"It looks like the code my family goes by doesn't just apply to werewolves, but other species as well." he says, with the gun still in position.
"What code?" the girl I'm restraining asks.
"We can't kill any werewolf that hasn't been proven to spill human blood." Chris tells her.
"Well you can't prove anything!" she spits at him.
"You're wrong. I heard everything." Chris says. His lips formed into a proud smile.
I move to the left of the girl, but still keep a grip on her. Before she can struggle, Chris shoots a bullet coated with Lamia Blooms at her heart and she falls to the ground. Her body thrashes uncontrollably, like Erica when Jackson incapacitated her.
She stops and I bend down and check her pulse. It hasn't stop. I look at Chris questioningly.
"It only disabled her abilities," he admits.
"Then what do-"
"Bite her." he answers before I can even finish asking my question.
"A werewolf bite is fatal to vampires. Vice versa. You could've died if she bit you." he says and nods his head over to the female vampire on the ground, paralyzed.
"Do it," I look up at Erica. "I want this all to end." she says. I nod and sink my teeth into the girl's neck. She gasps and then we all watch as the life drains from her face.
Erica
We got rid of Amy's body. We returned Kevin to his family, and they moved out of Beacon Hills once Kevin joined them. It's currently summer now, and what would be better than spending a hot, summer day at the beach with your pack, along with Stiles and Allison?
Isaac jumps and snatches the Frisbee in mid-air and throws it back to Boyd. Perry and Frannie are making out right now, they're finally happy that they can stop running from hunters and just relax. Stiles brings out the lacrosse equipment causing Isaac and Boyd to drop the Frisbee and run over to join them. I laugh when Allison puts the helmet on, because it's too big for her, but Scot says she looks cute, making her blush.
"No werewolf powers!" Stiles reminds Isaac and Boyd.
"Good luck," I snort. They are definitely not going to go easy on him.
Allison cheers for Scott and I decide to cheer for Stiles, taking pity on him for challenging two werewolves, but it's a good thing Scott's on his team. When Stiles sees Boyd gaining on him, he quickly tosses the ball to Scott and Scott runs past Isaac and scores. I feel someone tap on my shoulder and turn to see Derek. When Derek would drop us off at school, girls would see and whisper about how they heard that he has hot abs. Boy, they were right.
He's shirtless, and has red and black beach pants that stop at his knees. "Wanna go for walk?" he asks. "Ofcourse," I take his hand and we walk on the smooth sand. We talk as the water washes over our bare feet. It's like our hands have a mind of their own because they hold each other. I manage to make him laugh the second time, and I know it won't be his last. Hand in hand, we brace ourselves for what lies ahead.
There you go (: Okay so if you didn't get the plan read:
The wolves came up with a plan that would lure the murderer in. They knew the murderer is a vampire and they made Stiles the bait, since he's human. So Stiles is asked to bring camping equipment to make him look like a regular guy going on a hike or something, attracting the murderer since she only hunts people who are in the woods so when she murders them, it looks like an animal attack. When the murder attacks Stiles, that's when the wolves come in and take care of her. I hope that's not too confusing! (:
I'm sorry if you think that the ending is sucky, but I thought making the last chapter end in the words of the title would give it a nice tone. It was really awesome writing this story and I don't regret anything at all. When you search for Teen Wolf fanfics with Derica in it, you'll have a few results. So I really wanted to make a Derica story and add a twist in it, which is the vampires. I want to thank everyone who reviewed, added this story to their favorites, followed this story, and favorited and followed me as an author (: Thank you all so much for giving me nice reviews, as well as constructive criticism, they've really helped. It was fun writing in different point of views, because usually I would write in one person's point of view. It was fun switching around with the point of views and getting into the characters feelings and thoughts. I think I'll write in more than one character point of view in my future stories, now.I really hope to see more Derica fics on this site, and I also hope that other Derica shippers will enjoy this.
Thanks for reading this story! (:
-The KTE