𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢𝐯. abomination

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟮

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 | 𝐴𝑏𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐃. Deaton looked at Harlow and Scott, as Scott had his shirt raised up to reveal the wound given by Derek earlier that night.

"They're coming back, so we don't have much time to talk." Deaton said, as he spilled a little rubbing alcohol on the cotton pad. Scott looked at what his boss was doing.

"What is that?" Scott asked, making Deaton look at the teen boy.

"Rubbing alcohol. You don't want it to get infected, do you?" Deaton asked, making Scott shake his head no, before Deaton started to clean his wound. Scott grunts as the alcohol stings his wound, making Harlow quickly grip his shoulder. "You will heal the same, just not as quickly... because of Derek." Scott and Harlow glanced at each other before looking at Deaton.

"Deaton, how the heck do you know about Derek? About all of this?" Harlow asked, making Deaton look at her as Scott nods.

"Actually, how-how do you know anything?" Scott asked, making Deaton take in a sigh as he looks at the two teens.

"It's a longer story. What I can tell you is that I know about your kind. Your kind? I can help." Deaton said, before placing a bandage on Scott's wound, as he places tap to secure it. "This? This is something different." as he gestures to the rip up body on his examination table.

"Well, do you know what did it?" Scott asked, making Deaton shake his head.

"No, but the Argents will. And this is the crucial part-- they'll have a record or book, it'll have descriptions, histories, notations, of all the things that they've discovered." Deaton said, making Scott shocked, as he looks at his boss

"All the things? How many different things are there?" Scott asked, before Deaton, Scott, and Harlow glanced at the front after hearing a car door slam.

"Oh crap." Harlow said, as the three glanced at the front before looking at each other. Deaton quickly pushed Scott and Harlow into a closet just as a hunter and Argent walked into the clinic.

"...I'm starting to think i need to buy a more prominent 'Closed' sign." Deaton said, as he looks at the wounds on the guy on the examination table, feeling the presence of the two hunters behind him, as he turns to look at them. Suddenly Gerard came around the corner looking at Deaton.