Mates

Night School

"DEREK!" Rosalie screamed.

*****

She was numb. She couldn't feel anything in her body. She could faintly hear Scott screaming at stiles.

"Lock it!" Scott shouted, "Lock it!"

"Do I look like I have a key?!" Stiles responded.

"Grab something! Anything!"

"We need to go back for Derek! I can heal him with our mate bond!"

"We can't Rosie." Stiles said putting his arm around her.

"Please." She said tearing up. "I don't know if he's alive."

"I know but you can't go out there." Stiles said holding her.

Rosalie tuned out the conversation, her mind only focusing on Derek. She just kept praying that he was somehow okay.

"It's your boss." Stiles told Scott making Rosalie snap out of her zoned out state as her hearing came back.

"What?' Scott asked looking wide-eyed.

"Deaton? The alpha? Your boss," Stiles tells him as he acts like he is talking to a two year old.

"No," Scott says shaking his head in disbelief.

"Yes! Murdering psycho werewolf," Stiles yells out.

"That can't be-," Scott starts to say but Stiles interjects him

"Oh come on! He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek twenty feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?" Stiles questioned making Rosalie look down.

"It's not him," Scott tells him determinedly.

"He killed Derek." Stiles says making Rosalie shake her head.

"Derek can't be dead." She says making them both turn to her.

"Blood spurted out of his mouth, Rosie." Stiles says looking at her sadly, "That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next." Stiles finished making Rosalie look at him with sadness.

"First of all shut up Stiles, we are not going to die. Second of all Derek is a werewolf with healing abilities he should be fine." Rosalie tells him as he shuts up and Scott looks down and sighs.