Dark of the moon (Dnf)

The Overlooked - 1

A/N- This chapter will mostly be in 3rd person, around the characters in the hospital. No alpha scenes.

Isabelle groaned as Peter pressed a wet cloth to her forehead, trying to subdue her fever. Isabelle got even worse after her parents left, a growing fever had started and her insides felt like slop.

"I thought I told you and everyone else to go." Isabelle moaned out, Peter shook his head. "Andrea knew I wasn't going to join the battle so she called me to come check on you. I was already on my way anyway."

Isabelle chuckled and then coughed, "Nice to know you still have a heart." Peter cracked a smile, he might not be good in almost every single member of his family's books, but he still cared.

Cora was beside them, texting her Aunt and Uncle about her cousin's situation. They sent fast replies, telling her what Scott and Stiles had told them. Cora sat there shocked, the darach was Jennifer Blake?

Peter whirled to the doctors and nurses rushing down the halls, scurrying to evacuate everyone from the hospital due to the growing storm outside. "Hey!" Peter yelled. "Anyone want to tell me when they're getting my niece out of here???"

"Sorry," came Melissa McCalls voice. "but she wasn't--" Melissa turned into the room, stopping in her place when she saw Peter.

Peter was just as shocked to see Melissa, backing away and hiding in the shadows of the room. Melissa almost didn't know what to say. Her son had told her that Peter was dead, yet he was standing right in front of her.

"You're supposed to be dead."

"I get that a lot, actually." Cora frowned, looking at the tension between the two. "You guys know each other?" Before either party could respond, Isabelle's monitor began to beep rapidly with the fast beating of her pulse.

Isabelle's blue eyes shot open and she scrambled to sit up, Cora steadied her cousin as Isabelle lurched black blood and a white substance. Melissa watched horrified.

Peter rushed in, sitting beside his niece, keeping her up as Cora cleaned her. Isabelle was too weak to move, coming in and out of consciousness and strength more times then she'd like. "Is that-?" She stared at the ground, at what she threw up. "Mistletoe?"

Isabelle began to feel annoyed at herself when she felt faint again. She slumped against her uncle Peter, Cora put a hand to her cousin's forehead and looked at Peter with concern. Her fever was rising. Peter looked at Melissa. "Get her admitted now!"

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Isabelle moaned in pain as Cora helped her get dressed so they could get the hell out of the hospital. "Do they-" Isabelle grabbed the hospital bed to steady herself as Cora put her jacket on for her. "Know who it is?"

Cora nodded. "It's your English teacher." Isabelle groaned. There was something about Blake that never sat right with Isabelle, now she knew why.

"She poisoned me." Isabelle told Cora. "She gave me food to give to Derek, my stupid ass ate it." I bet it was all planned, Isabelle thought.

"Well you do have an appetite." Even though it's been years Cora could fondly remember the way Isabelle could beat both Derek and their uncle Peter at finishing a meal and still be hungry. Nathan was the same in that way.

Isabelle chuckled weakly. Cora grabbed Isabelle's arm and hoisted her up, throwing her arm around her shoulder.

"It's not good." Peter told his sister on the phone, casting a look at his nieces. Cora was helping Isabelle to her feet, but Isabelle could barely walk let alone support herself. Her hair was a bit of a mess, she had beads of sweat along her hairline, and her eyes were droopy, looking ready to collapse any second.