The Vampire of Beacon-Hills [ENGLISH VERSION]

S3b : Chapter Fourty-nine

SCOTT'S POV :

"I tried to reason with her but nothing worked," Raphael sighs. "She wrung my neck."

"It was useless," Stiles tells him, "I've already tried."

My best friend doesn't seem to really like the vampire. In fact, he smells of jealousy.

"So if she's really not decided to find her humanity by herself, we have to act."

"When ?" Lydia asks.

"Tomorrow night."

"We should act tonight," my best friend protests. "Now in fact. She should already be herself again."

"Listen, you probably really want to have your girlfriend back but we can't afford to make a mistake or she'll be even more on her guard. And she might even leave the city, if not the continent. We won't get a second chance."

"Tomorrow night will be the full moon," Heidi intervenes. "Her emotions will be all the more likely to resurface."

Stiles fiddles with his fingers nervously.

"Don't worry. We'll manage to bring her back."

He nods before continuing. "So how do we make her believe that we're all dead ?"

"Deaton found a serum that can slow our hearts down just enough so that it's not fatal," I explain.

"And do you have a place for that ?"

"Derek lends us his loft."

"Great. Then all we have to do is die," the banshee sighs with feigned enthusiasm.

ELENA'S POV :

My phone has been bombarded with calls and messages for over 10 minutes. I have an unbearable urge to throw it against the wall. So I get up but it suddenly stops ringing. I still go forward to look at it and read the last messages that appear.

From Scott :
We have a big problem. We need your help.

From Heidi :
Your pack is in a loft, we're going to try to go help them but we need you. Join us.

From Lydia :
Elena, I know we haven't been great lately but we really need you.

From Lydia :
I know that everything you do, you do it for your own like you told us so we'll find an arrangement. But please, join us at Derek's loft. ASAP.

From Raphael :
Your friends are in big trouble. Come help us.

From Simon :
We need you to protect your friends.

From Stiles :
We need you at Derek's loft.

From Stiles :
Please come help us. I don't think we'll make it out without you.