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Stiles pulls into the school parking lot, and we hop out of his Jeep. "This is a terrible idea," Stiles comments.

"Yeah, I know," Scott sighs.

"But we're still gonna do it?" Stiles questions.

"Can you think of something better?" Scott responds.

"Well, personally I'm a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away," Stiles admits.

"Just make sure we can get inside," I roll my eyes before he lifts the back of his Jeep up. I hear another car approaching, and I look over to see Derek pulling up. "He's here," I state. Stiles closes the Jeep, and I glance down at the bolt cutters in his hand. 

Derek steps out of his car, and we walk over to him. "Where's my boss?" Scott asks.

"He's in the back," Derek answers.

They peer through his back windshield to see Deaton tied up with his mouth taped shut. "Oh, he looks comfortable," Stiles comments.

Scott walks toward the school and Stiles follows him. "Wait. Hey. What are you doing?" Derek questions.

"You said I was linked with the Alpha," Scott starts as he looks over at the school. "I'm gonna see if you're right."

They head inside, and I sigh before leaning against the hood of his car. Derek walks over to me and does the same. "How's your back?" 

"Fine," I reply.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you," Derek sighs.

"I know," I nod.

"But you're still pissed at me?"

"I mean... yeah, I am," I roll my eyes.

"For what it's worth, you were right. That wasn't me," he admits.

"I know it wasn't," I start as I look over at him. "The Derek I fell for would never do that."

Suddenly, I hear a shrill howl come through the intercom, and my brows furrow. "You've gotta be kidding me," Derek groans.

"Was that Scott?" I question.

"Unfortunately, yes, it was."

It's quiet for a while when I hear another howl come through the intercom. However, this one is loud, loud, and it's a bellowing howl. Both Derek and I glance around. "Damn," I comment.

Stiles and Scott leave the school and walk over to us. "I'm gonna kill both of you," Derek states. "What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?"

"Sorry, I didn't know it would be that loud," Scott admits.

"Yeah, it was loud. And it was awesome," Stiles chuckles.

"Shut up," Derek mutters.

"Don't be such a sour-wolf," I joke as I nudge him.

Scott looks into Derek's car. "What'd you do with him?"

"What?" I question before turning around to look in his car. My eyes widen when I see that Deaton is gone. "We didn't do anything."

Suddenly, Derek groans, and I look over at him. I gasp when I see blood pouring out of his mouth. "Derek?" I slowly step back as he's lifted off the ground. "Derek?" I repeat as my voice shakes. More blood pours out of his mouth. 

"Come on. We gotta go," Scott urges as he tries to pull me toward the door.

I stare up at Derek with wide eyes. I try to speak, but it's like I've lost my voice. I try to move, but it's like I'm frozen.

Both Stiles and Scott drag me toward the school. "NO! Let go of me!" I exclaim as I fight against their grips. "I can help him! DEREK?!" 

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