Changing Patterns

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Stiles leaned over Isaac and began to check his wounds. The wolf frantically backed away running into the wall behind him and growling at the pain. Stiles watched with wide eyes filled with fear and sorrow before nodding and closing his eyes to Isaacs soft, I'm okay. Instead the human stood up and looked over the room. Boyd, Malia, Kira, Liam, Peter, they were all untouched. The others not so much, vampires are twice as strong as a werewolf, their an apex predator same as them. Stiles catches Scott pressing his thumb to a small cut above Allison's eyebrow while Cora comes rushing back into the living room from the hall bathroom with a first aid kit. She immediately flips it open in front of her girlfriend and Lydia; as she joins the hunter on the couch, dropping her head to Allison's shoulder.

Stiles turns to Derek, the man still on the floor barely moving as he breaths. In an instant the human is at his side and tapping his cheek frantically as Jackson pulls himself off the ground on the other side of the coffee table with a groan. He holds his neck with a pained yell as he locks eyes with Stiles's own twists his head. The sound of bones popping back into place, a small crack and another yell of pain as he does so. Ethan reaches Jackson and falls down to his knees besides the Kanima to wrap his arms around his abdomen while Stiles's eyes blow wide and shoot back to the werewolf.

"The vampire was breaking their necks.." he mutters half intentionally and moves Derek's head to the side slightly and placing his fingers to his neck in search of a pulse.

"What?" Scott asks completely confused and calm from across the room, looking over stiles and Derek for a moment before letting his own eyes open.

"Derek?" Stiles starts a bit louder once he feels a slowing pulse. "Shit! Derek!" The human wraps a hand around the back Derek's neck and feels the broken bone.

"Oh god-" Isaac gags out as he covers his mouth with the back of his hand. "His arm, an-and face."

Deaton rushes to the alpha and crouched down before getting on his knees and looking over the damage. Stiles pats Derek's cheek again, a little harder is attempt to wake him.

"He needs- doesn't he need to shift to heal?" Stiles asks the vet in a hurry, heads looking to Deaton and then Derek, the man bleeding and not healing.

"In theory, but I'm not sure- in his condition his fangs could do more damage then good." Deaton states woridly as he taps around Derek's seemingly broken jaw, delicately pushing Stiles's hands away.

"So then what do we do?" Stiles asks as the pack begins to crowd. A hand landing on his shoulder lightly, too small to be Isaacs, stiles looks to the hand and then up to Liam. He kneels next to stiles and let's his hand slide down to the humans back.

Deaton takes a moment to answer, spiking worry in stiles before he speaks. "First, wake him up, second figure out how to fix up his jaw, and third get him to shift and activate his healing." Deaton shifts a broken bone beneath Derek's skin.

"Okay- I've done this before." Stiles says with breathy words as he taps his thighs.

"Your not hitting him stiles." Scott says before glowing his eyes and growing k-nines. "I'll roar, it should wake him right?"