Lunatic ** Issac Lahey

Chapter 6

Roxys POV

I walk out of class with my bags in a hurry. The teacher had really pissed me off. It was almost the end of school too.

"Hey, you must be Scotts dealer." Jacksons voice echos. "Um no." Another voice says. "Give me what you give him." Jackson says and I walk closer. "Oh you mean steroids." It was Derek, and he looked like shit.

Jackson grips Dereks shirt only for Derek to grips his neck and pin him to the lockers. "I dont sell steriods." Derek says. "Now tell me where Scott is." He continues.

I walk closer and Jackson notices me. "Hey Stillinski, help would ya." Jackson pleads. "Derek are you okay?" I ask walking closer to see a bullet in his arm. It was pushing out blue dust.

"I got shot Roxy." He says. "Let Jackson go, come on schools almost over." I say grabbing his arm and pulling it over my shoulder.

"Whats it laced with?" I ask as we get to the pavement. "Wolfsbane. A certain type though." He says and I sigh. Stiles has some but I didnt know if it was the right one.

As the bell rings I accidently drop Derek. "Come on D." I say trying to help him up when Stiles pulls out and stops infromt of me.

"Roxy what are you, oh my god this guy is everywhere." Stiles complains getting out. Scott then rushes over and Derek explains everything to them.

"Thats what she meant, 48 hours." Scott whispers. "He has 48 hours the fuck?" I ask and Scott turns to me. "Derek stop, your eyes." Scott says and I turn back to the older man. "Come on." Scott says taking him to Stiles jeep.

"Im coming." I say and Stiles stops me. "No, he could kill you." He says. "He would probably kill you first." I retort and Stiles groans.

I get in the jeep and lay Derek down in the back. "Okay, this will probably hurt." I say as I rip off some of my shirt. Stiles starts driving as I tie the fabric around his wound and then above it. Stopping it from spreading too quickly.

"So, the Stillinski twins, ones super smart in cases and the others super smart in medical procedures." Derek states and I snort.

"Take after our mother."
"Take after our father."

Me and Stiles both say at the same time. "Guess you really are mini versions huh." Derek says and Stiles nods.

Stiles keeps driving while im in the passenger seat and Dereks asleep in the back. "Okay dude were almost there." I say shaking him. "Almost where?" He asks. "Your house." Stiles says.

"No, dont take me there. Not while I cant protect myself." Derek says sitting up. "Oh god okay just dont stain the seats." Stiles says and I chuckle.

We pull over and I ring Scott. "Have you got it yet?" I ask. "No, this house is massive, has alot of bullets and guns." Scott says through the phone.

"Well hurry the fuck up dude, we have your dying mentor here and I dont wanna mourn." I snap and Scott sighs. "Also where in the hell do we take him." Stiles yells.

"Um, uhhh, the animal clinic." Scott says. "What about your boss." Stiles asks. "He wont be there, its late. Keys by the garbage cans." Scott says before hanging up.

"Guess were going to put you down." Stiles says. "Shut up." I say and Derek snorts. Stiles makes his way to the clinic and when we get there he helps Derek out.

I grab the key and open the back door to let them in. I shut it and make our way to the operating room.

"Okay Nordic Blue Monkshood, mean anything to you?" Stiles asks looking at his phone. "Yeah, ots a rare type or wolfsbane, Scott will have to bring me back a bullet." Derek says.

"Why?" I ask helping him sit down. "Otherwise ill die." Derek says looking at me. "Well then." I say and sit beside him.

"What are you gonna do with it?" I ask and he takes the fabric off his wound. "Im going to put it on my wound and hopefully, itll heal." Derek explains and I nod.

After 20 minutes of waiting Derek gets impatient. "You're going to have to cut my arm off." He says finding a bone saw. "What, why." Stiles asks. "We dont have enough time." He says.

"Yes we do." I say and the werewolf glares at me. "Cut off my arm. One of you." Derek orders and Stiles takes the bone saw. I turn away and I hear it start up.

"What are you doing?" Scott yells running in. "Oh thank god." Stiles says as Scott hands Derek the bullet. "What are you gonna do?" Scott asks. "Im gonna, im gonna." Derek faints dropping the bullet.

I stop it with my feet and pick it up. Pulling the bottom of it open and taking the wolfsbanr from it. I press it into his wound and Derek wakes up to me straddling him.

"Been in this position before." He says and I climb off of him. "Are you okay?" Scott asks. "Other than the mass amount of pain yes." He says.

I let out a sigh of relief and Stiles says something witty. "Do you trust me now?" Derek asks. "Not really, I trust the argents." Scott says and I facepalm.

"Scotty you are so stupididly in love with one girl you think her whole family are saints." I spit out and walk over to Stiles jeep.

"Whats up with her?" Scott asks. "She already knows what im about to tell you." Derek says and Stiles jumps in the jeep.

"Lets go." I say and he nods starting it up.