Voices - Liam Dunbar

Chapter 2 - Unlikely Allies

After and extremely long car ride filled with unanswered questions and Adela constantly having to remind Stiles to look at the road, they finally made it back to Beacon Hills. Lydia, Scott, Stiles, and Adela rushed Derek into the animal clinic as fast as they could. He was wrapped in a blanket and set onto the metal table. Deaton began to examin him.

Adela loved Deaton. He was always so nice and understanding. She would often go to him when she had a problem.

Looking down at young-Derek, Deaton appeared confused. "Wow," was all he said.

Stiles looked over at him. "Wow? Wow as in 'I've seen this before and I know exactly what to do' kind of wow? Cause that's the kind of wow we were hoping for."

"I think you might be over estimating my abilities," Deaton said.

Adela was standing by Lydia and noticed he worried expression. Before Adela could ask about it though, Lidia spoke. "He's getting cold," she said, holding his hand. "Really cold."

Deaton started checking Derek's eye response and taking his temperature.

"Do you think this is permanent?" Scott asked his mentor.

Deaton sighed. "I'm not sure a medical diagnosis is even adequate. This is well beyond my experience."

"So what do we do with him?" Stiles asked.

Deaton looked at the four teens crowded around his work table. "Until he wakes up... probably not much. It might be best to leave him with me. He'll be safe here."

"You mean from... Kate," Adela couldn't bring herself to call the woman her 'aunt'.

"If she's alive and she is what you say she is, she won't be able to walk past that gate."

"Why would she want to do this to him?" Lydia asked.

Deaton shook his head. "Knowing Kate, it's for a reason that won't be good for anyone but her."

Stiles scoffed. "And bad for everyone else."

"You guys should probably go home," Deaton suggested. "He doesn't look to be in any danger. So maybe the rest of you should get some sleep? It is a school night. And you all need to start taking care of your own lives again."

"I'm not sure that's possible," Adela muttered.

Scott looked up at Deaton. "Someone should stay with him."

"I'll stay," Lydia said. "My grades are fine... despite missing a few classes."

Stiles shook his head. "I'm so not okay with this."

Lydia swung her head his way. "Guys, go," she said through gritted teeth.

"No," Stiles deadpanned.

Adela looked over at Lydia. "My grades are fine too, I could stay with you."

"Del, you're practically my little sister and I'm not letting my practically little sister skip school."

"I skip all the time for supernatural stuff and my grades are still fine," Adela argued, raising her eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter, you have to go to school," Lydia said with an equally intimidating eyebrow raise.