𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 | derek hale [ON HOLD]

4 | p a c k m e n t a l i t y

Third Person POV:

"So, you killed her?" Stiles asks Scott. He shrugs in response.

"I don't know. I just woke up. I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I've woken up like that before."

"Really? I have," Stiles states. "It usually ends a little differently."

"No, I already know," Scott interrupts. "You think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out."

"No, of course not," Stiles disagrees. He gives Scott a look. "Yeah, that's totally it. Hey, come on. It's going to be fine, alright? Personally, I think you're handling this pretty freaking amazingly. You know, it's not like there's a 'Lycanthropy for Beginners' class you can take."

"Not a class, but a teacher?" Scott asks.

"Who? Derek?" Stiles slaps the back of Scott's head. "Did you forget the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"Yeah, I know. But chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus? It felt so real."

"How real?" Stiles asks.

"Like it actually happened."

Scott and Stiles stop and stare at the school parking lot. Cops are surrounding a mangled, bloody school bus. There is blood all along the sides of the bus and the emergency exit is almost falling off its hinges.

"I think it did," Stiles says aloud. "She's probably fine," referencing Allison. The boys walk inside the school, panicking.

"She's not answering any of my texts," Scott says, frantic.

"You know, it could just be a coincidence. A serious, amazing coincidence," Stiles attempts to reassure Scott.

"Just help me find her, ok?"

"Have you tried texting Hana?" Stiles suggests as they pass the hallway lockers.

"Good idea. I'll do that right now." Scott texts the other Argent sister, hoping for a quick reply. After a few minutes, the text is still on "delivered."

Scott starts to freak out and punches a locker, but immediately relaxes when he sees the Argent sisters walking down the hall.

Hana POV:

Allison and I had both woken up late and rushed to get to school on time. We are walking through the parking lot and see cops surrounding a school bus. Cel and I enter the school building and head to our lockers.

When we enter the hallway, I see Scott running in our direction, stopping right before us.

"Oh!" "Ah!" Cel and I cry at the same time.

"You scared the hell out of me," Cel says. I can't get any words out, my heart still racing.

"You're ok?" he asks.