~Motel California Part 1~

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3rd POV

Derek ran towards them and took Leila from the guy. "Leila" Derek called softly, "Leila, baby, open your eyes. Please."

Leila's eyes fluttered open when she heard Derek's voice. "Derek" she said softly before closing her eyes again and laid her head on his shoulder. 

"She's still really weak from the fall" the guy told Derek. 

"Who are you?" Derek flashed his alpha eyes angrily at him, "Why did you take her?"

"I saved her" the man corrected, "When I found her, she barely had a pulse. I've been keeping her alive these past few days."

Derek's eyes went back to normal as he looked down at his mate and held her tighter before looking at the stranger, "Why did you help her?"

The stranger looked at Leila, and his eyes softened, "I made a promise to always keep her safe."

The man pulled out a bottle and gave it to Derek, "Keep putting this on her cuts until they're fully healed."

After that, the man started walking away from Derek, "Who are you?" Derek asked again. 

The man turned back to him, "You'll find out soon." He glanced at Leila again, "Take care of her."

Derek watched him leave before Leila let out a whimper of pain. 

"I got you, Leila and I'm never letting you go again" he told her, giving her a kiss on the forehead before going back to his car and driving back to their loft. 

The entire ride there, Derek never let go of Leila's hand.

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While Derek found out Leila was alive, Scott and the others arrived at the Glen Capri, a motel they were staying at for the night. 

Scott turned to Stiles as they stood in front of the motel, "I've seen worse."

"Where have you seen worse?" Stiles asked before Coach blew his whistle. 

"Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves" Coach told them, before holding up room keys. 

"You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!" Coach said, exclaiming the last part.

Everyone was walking towards the motel, except Lydia. She stood there staring at the motel. "Lydia?" Allison called. 

"I don't like this place" Lydia stated. 

"I don't think the people who own this place like this place" Allison joked, "It's just for a night."

"A lot can happen in one night" Lydia said fearfully. 

After that, Lydia and Allison made their way to their room while Scott and Stiles laid on their beds in their room. "All right, so I have four" Stiles stated. 

"Four? You have four suspects?" Scott asked, looking over at him. 

"Yeah, it was originally ten. Well, nine technically, I guess. I had Derek on there twice" Stiles told him. 

"So who's number one? Harris?" Scott asked. 

"Just because he's missing doesn't mean he's dead" Stiles stated. 

"So if he's not dead, our chemistry teacher is out secretly committing human sacrifices" Scott said confused. 

"Yeah, I guess that just sounded way better in my head" Stiles realized, when he thought it over. 

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