The Vampire of Beacon-Hills [ENGLISH VERSION]

S3a : Chapter Twenty-nine

ELENA'S POV :

Lydia, Allison and I have been talking for a while now, all three of us. The motel episode has been behind us for a few days now. I think that in a way, all this supernatural stuff has brought us closer together. Since Lydia also knows about the supernatural, it allows us to confide in each other about pretty much everything. We trust each other and that's all that matters.

My phone starts ringing, cutting short our conversation.

"Is that Stiles ?"

I look at the screen and smile.

"Oh yeah, it's definitely Stiles," Lydia laughs.

I give them a look that means 'shut up' but the big smile I'm wearing despite my attempts to hide it doesn't make it very credible. So I pick up and move away a little.

"Hey Stiles, how are you ?"

He sighs. "There are two doctors who got kidnapped."

I would have preferred it to be a courtesy call. "The sacrifices continue ?"

"Yeah, it's the healers' turn. But that's not why I'm calling you."

"Why then ?"

"Deaton just called Scott," he tells me.

"So ?"

"He's next."

"I'll do it as quickly as possible."

I hang up and warn the girls what's happening in a few words. I sleep and run as fast as my vampire speed can allow me. I shouldn't get spotted at this pace. Deaton has helped us many times, we owe it to ourselves to do the same today. I arrive at the clinic in barely two minutes and enter the shop.

"Deaton ? Are you there ?"

No answer. The counter is half open which allows me to access the back of the shop without fear of the rowan barrier. The room is empty. Nothing seems abnormal at first glance. Except... a dead butterfly on the ground. A sign that the Darach has been there. I hear the police sirens getting closer. Stiles must have warned his father. I go back out and move aside a little while waiting for Scott. The only thing missing is for me to be suspected. You can never be too careful. I would hate to have to hypnotize an entire squad of cops.

" Were you able to get there in time ?" the little wolf asks me.

I remain silent for a moment, looking at him with a hint of sadness and he understands perfectly what that means.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," he assures us. "We absolutely have to find him."

"We'll do everything we can."

•••

Stiles joined us a few minutes later. We enter the clinic and find Mrs. Morell talking to the sheriff. From what I understand, Deaton and her are related. He's her brother. She walks towards us once her conversation is over.