What if a vampire named Elena, almost 900 years old, arrived in BeaconHills just as Scott McCall was turning into a werewolf...
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Stiles Stilinski
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Season one : posted
Season two : posted
Season three : posted
Season four : in progress
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1st in #s...
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ELENA'S POV :
Allison parks the car behind the bus before turning off the ignition.
"JARED, YOU'RE A MORON," the coach yells as we leave the cabin. "Can someone get some towels or a sponge ? Or a new bus ?"
We help Scott to a quiet place and help him sit on the floor before looking at his wound. It's really horrible.
"Why didn't you tell us ?" Allison fumes.
"Sorry."
I crouch down next to him and bring out my fangs to bite into my wrist.
"Please don't bite me. It would be stupid if all your efforts to keep me locked up yesterday were to be for nothing."
He nods and I bring my arm closer to his mouth to let the blood flow into his system. My wound is healing and I move away slightly while waiting for changes. But even after a good two minutes, nothing happens.
"Um... he's not supposed to have healed yet ?" Stiles asks me.
"Yes."
"So why is he still like this ?"
"I..." I let my mind try to find a plausible answer. "I think he's stopping himself from healing."
"Why would he do that ?" the brunette asks.
"Out of guilt," Lydia understands.
"Because of Derek."
"Okay and... how do we make him heal anyway ?"
Well, I have no idea.
"Stitches ? Maybe what he needs is to believe that he's healing."
"In that case, my blood would have worked, right ?"
"Not necessarily," the redhead answers. "If he doesn't heal, it's because his brain must cling to the rational and to its human part."
"My dad taught me," Allison says. "She'll need another shirt afterward."
"Okay, I'll go. I hate needles anyway. How long will it take you ?" Stiles asks. "Because the bus could leave at any moment."
"Then make sure it doesn't leave."
"I'll help you," I say. Lydia is staying with Allison in case she needs a hand.
We go get her bag and hand it to Lydia. All that's left to do is make sure the bus stays until Scott is back on his feet. A few minutes later, Coach gives the go signal.
"Fuck it," Stiles breathes. "Okay, what do we do now ?"