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Chapter 4

"Derek! I know you're here! Come out!" I yell from the bottom of the stairs inside his burnt, run down, house.

I look around and my heart drops. This house use to be so beautiful, so alive. Now it's a shell of what it used to hold inside, much like what Derek is now.

I'm thrown out of my thought when I hear a creak from the top of the stairs. I see Derek standing there with no expression on his face.

"Go home, Aria." He says emotionless.

"Why didn't you tell me that Laura was the girl who my cousin dug up?" I ask trying hard to keep my grief composed.

"You don't need to be involved in any of this. It's not safe. Go home." He says and turns around to walk away.

"Don't you pull that crap with me Derek! I deserved to know! She was like the sister I never had, I loved her. I love you and I know at one point in time you loved me. You know she kept in contact with me. She would call, send postcards, birthday gifts, Christmas gifts, even a freaking bear every Valentine 's Day!" I say with tears dangerously close to escaping. I sucked in a deep breath. "What did I ever get from you. Not one phone call, e-mail, postcard, hell not even a letter that said 'Hey I'm alive.' Nothing. Zilch. We only knew you were okay because Laura would reassure us you were. That hurt Derek, but I understood. I told myself if I was in your shoes I would have been the same way, and I was, after my mom died. But I snapped out of it because I realized I still had my Uncle Jack, Stiles, Peter, and Laura, even you. So how could you not tell me Laura was dead?! I had every right to know!" I practically yell the last part and I see Derek's frame stiffen with the last sentence.

"Aria, I'm sorry, sorry for causing you pain, but it is best you don't come here again. Go home and forget about me, Laura, and Peter. Be a normal teenager, well as normal as YOU can get. I know your mother didn't want this life for you, after my family died. I can say I don't blame her. Leave and don't ever come looking for me again. Goodbye, Aria." He says and the whole time his back is toward me.

I can feel my heart clench at his words and the tears that were so dangerously close to falling a minute ago were now running down my cheeks.

"Whether you like it or not Derek you will always be a part of my family." I say and walk out with my head hung low.

Hearing those words from Derek hurt so much. He was wrong I could never forget about them! They were part of my family! But I knew he was partly right. My mother hadn't wanted me to have any involvement with the supernatural. Especially werewolves, but she said when we are needed we do not turn our backs and walk away.

I look down at my watch and see that it is…11:00 p.m.! Shit! Isaac!

I get to the graveyard fifteen minutes later out of breath and sweating. I'm walking around look to see if I see Isaac anywhere but it is so dark it's hard to see. I quickly pull out my phone and turn the flash on.

"Isaac, are you still here?" I call out.

Nothing.

"Isaac?!" I call out again as am looking at my feet trying not to fall.

"Oomph" escapes my lips as I collide into a chest.

I quickly look up to see Isaac looking down at me with a goofy smile.

"You okay?" he asks with a grin.

"Yes, I'm so clumsy when it comes to walking but give me a skateboard and I'm as coordinated as a wedding planner." I say with a small smile.

"What? Wedding planner?" Isaac says with an amused smile playing on his lips as he grabs my hand and leads me to a shed.

"You will get use to my weird ways." I say with a devious smile.

He laughs and nods his head.

"I'll get you a flashlight so you won't drain the battery on your phone." He says as we walk into the shed.

"I'm sorry for being late. Something very much unexpected happened after the game that delayed my arrival." I say trying hard to play off my heart wrenching encounter with Derek as nothing too serious, but when in actuality it was killing me.

"It's okay. I thought you just decided not to come. I'm actually surprised you showed up." He timidly says.

I stop in my tracks and grab his hand in mine. He turns to look at me with an expression on face that is dancing between happy yet vulnerable.

"Don't do that. Don't sell yourself short. Your amazing Isaac and…I…like you. I want to know who you are. You're about the only person that has made me feel alive since my mother died. I know I don't really know you but I like what I see and what I do know. I would never lead you on, nor would I ever back out on an opportunity to spend time with you." I say laying it all on the line.

I don't know what got into me. I just had to say it. Maybe it was from the shock of finding out Laura was dead or my hormones, but for whatever reason I just laid out my feelings for him.

Isaac looks at me with a shocked expression. He just keeps staring at me with that same expression and my heart drops. He doesn't feel the same way. I was so sure he liked me.

"I'm sorry fo-" I'm cut off by Isaac's lips on mine.

The kiss is gentle, so gentle I don't think I would believe this was happening if it wasn't for me having my eyes open with being caught off guard. I slowly close my eyes and return his kiss. The kiss starts to deepen and I wrap my arms around his neck. Isaac keeps one hand on my cheek and the other around my waist. Isaac slightly glazes his tongue over my lips asking for entrance. I slightly part my lips and then the kiss quickly turns passionate. I never would have thought that I would be at the graveyard kissing Isaac and who knew this shy boy could kiss like this. I slowly pull back and look at Isaac. He looks at me with his cheeks a dark pink and his smile reaches his eyes, a smile that you don't get to see too often from Isaac Lahey.

"I like you, too. I've actually liked you since we were in middle school, but I never thought you could like me. I'm the gravedigger. You're Aria Stilinski, the only person who has never been afraid to stick up to Lydia Martian and is respected by everyone. I just always thought that you would end up with Jackson." He says shyly.

I immediately start to giggle.

"Oh, Mr. Lahey you better start believing it." I say and lean in so close are lips are almost touching.

"Aria?! Do you want a ride to school today?" Stiles screams from downstairs.

I groan. "Yes!" I scream back at him.

"You've got five minutes!"

The last few days I was meeting Isaac at our halfway mark from my house to his and walking to school together. I still carried my skateboard and Isaac still brought his bike along, because after school he had work and I was job hunting. I decided taking the job at my Uncle Jacks wasn't a good idea.

Being with Isaac made me forget about my mom, Derek, Laura, my powers, and the fact that Scott who I consider my brother, is a werewolf. Isaac made me feel normal, something I hadn't felt in a long time, but today Isaac wasn't going to school. He said he was sick and would call me when I would get out of school. I offered to play hooky and sneak over to his house and take care of him but he quickly dismissed the offer.

So here I am standing in the mirror feeling bummed and looking at myself. I push up my Ray Bans and know I look like a geek, but I am a kickass looking one! In a fitted black Batman tank, a yellow bandana wrapped around my upper arm, high wasted denim cut off shorts, knee length socks, and my Batman converse. My hair is tousled in its natural waves, my eyelashes coated in a thin layer of mascara, and my lips moist with strawberry scented lip balm. I grab my backpack from the floor and attach my skateboard.

As I'm running down the stairs I yell, "I'M REEAADDYY!"

When I reach the bottom my Uncle Jack is walking to the front door.

"You two are going to make me deaf with all your screaming." He says with a smile.

"Oh, you know that this is your favorite part of the day." I say with a teasing tone.

He laughs and gives my cheek a pat.

"Wouldn't trade them for the world, I'll be working late tonight so don't let Stiles get into trouble." He says with a laugh.

I promise and he leaves out the front door.

"YO! Stiles! I'm ready!" I yell as I walk into the kitchen.

I see Stiles mid bite into MY STRAWBERRY POP TARTS!

"YOU ARE DEAD STILINSKI! DEAD I TELL YOU!" I yell!

Stiles looks at me with a devious smile.

"Challenge accepted! Bring it on, THE Other Stilinski!" he says in the voice of the announcer of Mortal Kombat.

Oh he's so going down.

Walking down the hall to my locker I see Derek ram Jackson into a locker and stalk off. What is Derek doing here and intimidating Jackson. I start to walk over to him when I notice right away that he looks sick. I instantly and instinctively run to his side.

"Derek, what happened?" I ask hushed but worriedly.

He staggers back and I quickly wrap my arm around his waist and try to hold him up.

"Aria. Please. Stay. Out. Of. This." He says weakly.

"No! Derek, you're sick. I know something is wrong." I say and start to lead him out the doors.

"I will help you! I have too! Just tell me what to do?" I say stubbornly.

"Take me to Scott."

I look around the parking lot and don't see Scott but know that Stiles is supposed to give me a ride. Stiles always knows where Scott is, like if he has a tracker implanted in Scott. I see Stiles start to pull out of his parking space and realize that little douche was going to leave me behind. I drag Derek right in front of Stiles' jeep and he brakes just in time not to hit us. My body instantly staggers where Derek is losing his strength and we immediately fall to the ground. I start to try and help Derek sit up when Scott comes running and looking between us.

"What are you doing here?" He ask Derek.

Derek takes a few breaths and looks at Scott then me.

"I've been shot." He says and takes more deep breathes.

Oh no! He's not healing, it had to of been a wolfsbane bullet! Shit we are in trouble. I remember mom telling me this but I'm not a healer. I start to look around and notice people are starting to look at us. This is not good.

"He's not looking so good, dude." Stiles says then looks at me and his eyes grow big. "Maybe we should call 911." He says.

Seriously! Wow! I thought we were all best friends! They were really going to keep me in the dark!

"Oh for the love of GOD! I know what he is and what Scott is now! It's starts with a W and ends with howling at the full moon." I say with an exasperated breath.

Stiles and Scott both look at me and say at the same time, "WHAT?!"

"Guys! Not now he was shot and it wasn't an ordinary bullet, he isn't healing!" I say.

"Was it a silver bullet?" Stiles asks.

"No! You idiot!" Derek replies agitated

"Wait, wait. That's what she meant when she said you had forty eight hours." Scott says like he is remembering something.

"What?" Derek looks at him surprised. "Who…who said I have forty eight hours?" he says breathily.

"The one who shot you." Scott says like if it was the most obvious answer.

Suddenly Derek jerks back and I hold on to him tight. He starts groaning in pain and his eyes start to flicker between his natural Hazel eyes color to his wolf's electric blue eyes.

Crap! I start looking around and notice people are starting to get out of their cars and walking over.

"What are you doing?" Scott says as he looks around. "Stop that!"

I look at Scott and roll my eyes.

"Scott! That's what he's been trying to tell you. He can't."

He looks at me with a worried expression.

"Derek get up!" he says.

"Help me into the truck." Derek says as he groans in pain.

When I notice Scott and Stiles not budging from where their standing I roll my eyes and start to help Derek up. Scott immediately starts moving once he sees me getting Derek up on his feet. He takes Derek of my hands and I open the passenger door and push the seat to the front so he can sit in the back.

Once Derek is in I jump to the back with him and place his upper body on my lap.

"I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek says to Scott.

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" Scott asks him.

"Cause, she an Argent. She with them." Derek says annoyed.

The name Argent rings a bell and then I realize Allison, she's a hunter. OH CRAP! The hunters they are back. I never thought that werewolves would be back, much less the Hunters.

"Oh, no the hunters, they are back." I say so low only Derek and Scott hear me. They both look at me.

Derek's face is filled with sadness while Scott's is surprised.

"Why should I help you?" Scott ask him.

"Because you need him." I say and look down at Derek.

My heart feels a huge pang and I suddenly realize how dire the situation is. I could lose Derek, another person I love gone.

Scott looks at me and I can see the pity he feels for me in his eyes.

"Fine, I'll try. Get him out of here." He says with sigh.

Stiles looks between me and Scott.

"I hate you both so much for this!" he says as starts the jeep and takes off.

"Stiles!" I yell at him.

"You know how much he means to me! imagine how you would feel if it were me in his shoes!"

He rolls his eyes.

"Oh, and don't think I didn't notice that you were leaving without me! DICK!"

He suddenly stiffens up and rubs the back of his head.

"I wasn't leaving you behind." He says nervously.

"I will totally kick your ass, again, after this is all over!" I say and kick his seat.

"You're abnormally strong for a girl!" he tries to stick up for his weakness.

Derek starts to stir around and I notice he is burning up. I start pulling his jacket off and he shrugs me off.

"Stop it. Let me help you. You need me." I say and look at him sternly.

He hangs his head low surrenders and lets me take his jacket off.

"Derek, I can help you. Pro-" I say but am cut off by Stiles.

"Hey, try not to bleed out on my seats, okay?"

I give him my death glare.

"We're almost there."

"Almost where?" Derek asks.

"Your house." Stiles says like it's the most obvious answer.

"What? No, you can't take me there." Derek suddenly jolts up a little..

"What I can't take you to your own house?" Stiles asks.

My phone starts to ring and I notice its Isaac. My heart starts to race and I know I can't answer. I will just have to call him later.

"Not when I can't protect myself." He replies.

Stiles gets an angry look on his face and pulls over.

"What happens if Scott doesn't find your magic bullet? Hmm? Are you dying?"

My mouth drops open. Stiles is being a total douche bag.

"Not yet. I have a last resort." Derek replies with heavy breaths in between his words.

"What do you mean, last resort?" I ask worriedly.

Derek pulls up his shirt and that is when I see Derek's wound is bleeding through his shirt and on to my leg. So I pull him back down and pull the bandana I have wrapped around my arm as decorative band, and I wrap it around his wound.

All the while Stiles is spazing out.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THAT? OH, is that contagious? You know you should probably just get out."

"Stiles what the hell is your problem!" I yell!

"Start the car. Now." Derek orders

"I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think if I wanted to, I could probably drag your werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead." Stiles says.

Derek looks at him seriously and says , "Start the car, or I'm going to rip your throat out…with my teeth."

Stiles looks at Derek and then at me he then turns back around and starts the jeep up.

"Aria, you have a lot of explaining to do later." He says.

"I know." I say defeated.

"You did the right thing." Derek says.

"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.

"Not answering that boy's phone call. You shouldn't bring normal people into the supernatural, it's not safe. I keep telling Scott that about your cousin but he doesn't listen." Derek says as he gives the back of Stiles head the biggest death glare I have ever seen.

I nod my head and my heart drops because I know he is right.

We end up driving around Beacon Hills for a few more hours and in those hours Derek has gotten worse.

"Stiles, where is Scott? He needs that bullet fast." I ask him with my emotions starting to become unhinged.

"I know, I'm trying to get ahold of him." he says with the phone pressed to his ear.

I look back at Derek and see that he is slipping in and out of consciousness. I slowly start to rub his forehead.

"Soror spiritus invoco, dolorem levant, miserere." I say this over and over under my breath.

My mother told me if I ever needed help to try and connect to our sisters' spirits and they would help me.

"And by the way he is starting to smell. Like death." Stiles says on the phone.

I roll my eyes and keep repeating the spell over and over again. I can feel the magic coarse through my veins and I see Derek's eyes flutter open.

"She taught you well." He says with a faint smile on his face.

Stiles looks at us and hands Derek the phone.

"You're not going to believe where he is telling me to take you." Stiles says

"Aria, what where you doing just now because if you say that you two are together and in love I am going to disown you as my cousin. Plus that is just downright weird. He's creepy!" Stiles asks me as Derek speaks to Scott on the phone.

"Stiles I will explain everything to you later. Stop that! You know how mine and Derek's relationship is. Oh, and he's not creepy." I say annoyed.

"Just get me to Scott's work." Derek says and leans his head against mine.

"Thank you for dulling my pain." He says with a smile that I can clearly see that he is still in a lot of pain.

"I wish I knew what to do. If I did you wouldn't be in pain." I say disappointedly.

"Don't do that Aria, don't put yourself down. She would be proud, and so am I." he says.

I smile at him and wrap my arm around his neck and hug him.

Pulling up to Scott's work I notice this is Dr. Deaton's clinic. He was a very close friend of my mothers.

"Wait. Scott works here?" I ask looking at Stiles.

"Yeah. SO?" he ask.

"Just he was a really good friend of my mothers. That is all." I say.

Stiles gets off of the jeep to open the door so we can go in.

"Deaton is still around? Did you know?" I ask Derek.

"No. I didn't know. I didn't come looking to see if he was. He is no use to me." he says matter-of-factly.

"Well he is too me." I say right when Stiles come to open the door.

Stiles helps me out and then helps me get Derek out of the Jeep. Derek and I stagger inside when Stiles' phone beeps.

"Does Nordic Blue Monkshood mean anything to you?" he asks Derek.

My eyes immediately bug out! No! Oh, no this is bad. I might not be a werewolf but my mother taught me everything she could and she said I would need to know what kinds of different wolfsbane there was. I always questioned her why I would need to know but she would always say the same thing, "Don't ask, just listen and learn. Life will throw you so many twists and turns, so you must always be prepared." My heart immediately drops. This wolfsbane in the next few hours will attack his heart, if Scott doesn't get here he will die. We need that bullet now! Derek cannot die. I feel tears threaten to spill.

"It's rare form of wolfsbane. He needs to bring me the bullet." Derek says calmly.

"Why?" Stiles asks.

"He will die without it." I say my voice cracking.

We quickly walk into what I would guess is an examination room/procedure room. Derek pulls his shirt of and I quickly untie the bandana I had wrapped around his wound. Once I take the bandana off I immediately gasp. The wound is oozing and his veins around it and up his arm are black where the poison is running through his bloodstream.

Derek walks to the near by table and that's when I see the Triskelion symbol. What is it doing still on his back?

"You know, that really doesn't look like anything some Echinacea a good night of sleep couldn't take care of." Stiles says.

My mouth gaps open and I run over to him and hit him over the head.

"When the infection reaches his heart, it will kill him, idiot." I yell.

"She's right I will die."

"Ouch. Thank you, Aria for giving me a bruise on my head. Derek, "positivity" just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?" Stiles rambles.

"If he doesn't get here with the bullet on time…Last resort." Derek says as he breaths heavily.

"Which is?" Stiles asks.

"You're gonna cut off my arm." Derek says looking at me.

"Aria, please tie this band above the wound" Derek says to me.

I walk over to him and look him in the eye.

"Please give Scott a couple of more minutes." I plead.

"Now, please." He says.

I can feel my eyes tearing up.

"Hey, don't cry. I'm going to make it through this. I won't leave you. I promise. The other night I didn't mean what I said. I just was…trying to protect you." Derek says as he caress my cheek.

I nod my head and start to tie the band around his arm.

"What if you bleed to death?" Stiles asks.

"It'll heal if it works." Derek says looking at me with a hint of sadness.

"Ugh…I don't know if I can do this."

"Why. Not?"

"Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, sawing of the bone and especially the blood."

"He faints at the sight of blood." I say knowing all of Stiles' fears and weaknesses.

"No, but I might at the sight of a chopped off arm!" he yells at me.

"All right fine. How about this? Either you cut off my arm, or I'm gonna cut off your head." Derek threatens Stiles.

"Okay, you know what, I'm so not buying your threats any-" Stiles is cut off by Derek pulling him over the examination table "Oh, my God. All right, bought, sold. Totally, I'll do it. I'll do it." Stiles says.

Derek suddenly lets him go and turns over and throws up black vomit.

"Derek." I say and walk over to him and grab his shoulder.

"Oh! What the hell was that?" Stiles practically cries.

""It's my body trying to heal itself."

"Well it's not doing a very good job of it." Stiles remarks.

"Now. We got to do it now." Derek says to Stiles.

"Look, I don't think I can do it. Aria, maybe she can-"

"Just do it!" Derek yells at Stiles.

"Okay, okay." Stiles whimpers.

I walk over to the other side of Derek and grab his hand. I place my forehead on his and give him a smile. I can feel my eyes water.

"Shh. No don't I'm going to heal." He says to me.

Suddenly the saw starts buzzing and Stiles is trying to get the courage to do it when we hear.

"Stiles! Aria!" Scott yells.

"Scott." Stiles and I say at the same time.

Scott walks in with a horrified expression.

"What the hell are you doing?" Scott yells.

"Oh you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares." Stiles says with relieved chuckle and throws the saw down.

"Did you get it?" Derek ask Scott.

Scott quickly pulls out the bullet and hands it to Derek.

"What are you going to do with it?" I ask.

"I'm gonna…" Derek doesn't get to finish because he collapse on the floor and bullet goes skidding into a vent.

I run to Derek and shake him.

"Derek! Wake up!" I yell.

"Scott hurry up! I think he's dead! "Stiles yells.

I remember a spell that I memorized so that I could use on my mother when she died. She said it wouldn't work because her time was up but if nature saw the person still had time to live they would allow it.

"What do you mean, your time is up?" I ask with my eyes brimming with tears .

"Don't ask questions that don't matter. We can't change that I'm going to die. Bringing me back won't heal me. I will still be sick." She says as she places a hand on my cheek.

"But it would give us more time together. I could find a way to cure you." I say as tears start to run down my cheeks.

My mother smiles a sad but proud smile.

"Aria." She says but I close my eyes and hang my head.

She grabs my chin and brings my face up.

"Melena, don't sweetheart, my time is up and there is no cure for my disease. Let's just enjoy the time we have now but learning that spell is very ambitious of you and I have to say that makes me so proud." She says and kisses my hand.

I place my hands on his heart and close my eyes.

"I got it!" Scott yells.

"Ita enim elementa pertinet invocabo. Colligo hac vita ad natura pro beneficio profectionis cor eius agian. Ut natura dedit terram percutere vitae aer spiritus reddit spiritui praebet aquam aqua, et igne passionis dat vivere. Invoco elementorum" As I say this I can feel heat surging through my veins.

"What the hell is going on?" I hear Stiles say.

I can feel wind pick up and blow through the clinic and heat running through me.

"Invoco elementorum! Invoco elementorum! Invoco elementorum!" I repeat over and over until I hear Derek gasp for air.

I open my eyes and see Derek looking up at me with surprise. I turn to look at Stiles and Scott and they are both with their mouths gaping open.

"Give me." Derek says to Scott.

Scott helps him up as Stiles looks at me still astonished as he helps me up as well.

"Aria. Your nose is bleeding. "Stiles says as he hands me a tissue.

"I'm okay." I say and walk over to Derek.

Derek bites the top off of the bullet and dumps the contents on the table. He pulls out a lighter from his pocket and lights it on fire and the powder turns into this blue sparks of ash. He scoops up the ash and digs it into his wound. Stiles grabs me and we back up as Derek falls to the floor groan and growling in pain. Then all of a sudden his wound heals and his arm is healed and there isn't even a trace of a scar.

"That was awesome! Yes!" Stiles exclaims.

"Are you okay?" Scott asks Derek.

"Well, except for the agonizing pain." Derek sarcastically replies.

"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles says.

I run into Derek's arms and hug him tight.

"Don't you dare scare me like that ever, again! You hear me Derek Hale? Ever again!" I say holding back the tears that are so close to escaping.

"I'm sorry." He says as he hugs me back and strokes my hair in a reassuring manner.

"Ahemm." Stiles clears his throat.

I slowly pull away and give Derek a smile.

"We saved your life, which means you're going to leave us alone, you got that? And if you don't, I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad, and I'm gonna tell him everything…" Scott yells but Derek cuts him off.

"You're going to trust them? You think they can help you?"

"Well, why not? They're a lot freaking nicer than you are."

"I can show you exactly how nice they are."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you going to explain to me what the hell you just did, and how the hell you know about werewolves?" Stiles ask me.

We are sitting in the living room with two tubes of ice cream, one cookie dough, stiles favorite and banana split, my favorite, two bowls filled with crushed Oreos and sprinkles for toppings. This was our usual dinner when Uncle Jack wasn't here and we had interesting hard day.

We started this when we were about twelve and my Aunt Celia, Stiles mom , died. Her battle was just as bad as my mother's except she battled with leukemia almost all her life. Her death was just as hard for me, but Stiles was a trooper through the whole ordeal. He never showed her how much he was hurting always put on a huge smile every day after school when he would go see her in the hospital. When her time came Stiles held one hand as my Uncle held the other and once she was gone Stiles comforted my Uncle Jack. He was strong for my Uncle Jack who was so distraught after Aunt Celia death. Stiles never once shed a tear at the funeral, the whole time he made sure my Uncle Jack was alright. The funeral was hard for me because I could see in Stiles eyes that he was in so much pain. That he just wanted to crumble but he had to be strong for Uncle Jack. Once the funeral was over, I knew that I needed to be there for Stiles and be strong for him. My mother gave me money and I brought the two tubes one cookie dough ice cream and the other banana split ice cream, a bag of Oreos, and three shakers of sprinkles. Once I was at Stiles' I climbed into his bedroom window and found him sitting on his bed tears spilling down his cheeks. I rushed over to him and pulled him into the tightest hug I had ever given him. That night consisted of talking, laughing, and crying while eating our tubs of ice cream. Ever since that night when one of us knew the other had a bad day it was our go to comfort food.

I took a deep breath and knew that once I told Stiles everything there was no going back. I would be digging into my past and sharing my last year with my mother with Stiles.

Used Google Translate so I hope it is right and if not I'm sorry.

*I call upon my sister spirits, relieve his pain, show him mercy.

**I call upon the elements for thus all is connected. I connect this life to nature for the favor of starting his heart again. To beat as the earth gives nature's life, wind gives air to breath, water gives us water to drink, and fire gives us the passion to live. I call upon the elements.

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