Gone Girl ━━ Derek Hale [2] [Completed]

[16] Dirty Dancing

[16] Chapter Sixteen

Dirty Dancing

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The plan seemed full proof. At least, Clara thought. Everyone had their part, even Derek and his pact who decided to help them. Stiles had the two large bags of mountain ash to surround the building in, trapping the Kanima and the master inside. Clara had arrived at the abandoned train-station to going over the plan with the other werewolves about what would happen.

Clara was in between Isaac and Erica, sadly, while walking into the building that the rave was being held at. The electro pop music was making the room shake and Clara could faintly see the flashing lights from the strips of plastic hanging from the doorway.

Isaac turned to them. "You guys ready for this."

The two girls quickly glanced at each other, nodding. "We're ready."

They walked through the drapes and gazed at the sight in front of them. People, some normal looking and others looking like they belong in a circus, danced and jumped around. Colors flashed brightly while discos hung on the ceiling. But after a few minutes of wandering around, trying to spot Jackson, Scott pulled Clara and Isaac over to the sideline.

He informed to two werewolves that Allison revealed information to her father and now the hunters were coming here. Allison, once again, screwed up. "Why us?" Isaac asked as Scott held the injector in his hand. It was filled with the venom that would knock out Jackson, apparently.

"Because I got to make sure that Argent doesn't completely ruin the plan. Okay, look, you better do it intravenously which means in the vein. When you find him, you pull back on this plunger right here. In the neck probably is going to be the easiest. So you find a vein, you jam it in there, and pull back on the trigger. Be careful." Scott explained, emphasing on the careful part.

Isaac chuckled. "Oh, I doubt it'll even slightly hurt him."

"No, I mean you." Scott corrected him, making Isaac's head snap up to him. "I don't want you to get hurt." Scott then looked at Clara, his stern eyes on her while placing a loose, comforting hand on her wrist. "I don't want neither of you guys hurt."

Clara gulped, nodding her head. With that Scott left, leaving Isaac and Clara alone. Her eyes lingered over the large crowd of drunken ravers until they landed on Jackson who stood in the middle of the room, wearing a hard yet emotionless expression.

"I got an idea." She announced to Isaac, looking up at him. "How good are you at dancing?"

"No, I can't dance. " Isaac shook his head, refusing the idea before she could spat it out.

Clara rolled her eyes. "Well, we're not exactly in Dirty Dancing so I think you can handle it." All that Isaac did was smirk, amused by her being annoyed by him. "Just follow me lead, Lahey."

The two teen wolves made their way through the crowd, Clara taking the lead. When she got close to Jackson, she saw that he seemed like he was possessed, like he wasn't even in control. Which he wasn't since his master was somewhere lurking around. She came up behind him and placed a tender kiss on his jaw, moving to be in front of him.

The plan was to seduce him, distract him so that Isaac could plunge the needle into his neck. And the distraction dancing called for a threesome dance with both Jackson and Isaac. While Clara would rather not, it was the only plan she had.

Once Clara moved in front of Jackson, Isaac came up from behind her and placed his large hands on her waist, starting to sway to the enteric music. As the three danced together closely, Isaac would place small kisses on her shoulders and her ear while Jackson was more focused on tiny nips to her jaw and neck.