We quickly run inside the clinic, a good thirty minutes late. We throw our bags over the counter and walk towards the back where Deaton should be. I'm surprised he hasn't called us yet... A shiver runs down my spine, something feels... off about this place. I look over at Scott and he feels it too. We round the corner to see our boss tied up to a chair with Derek integrating him in the air.
"What are you doing?!" Scott and I shout, flicking the light on.
"Scott, Spencer, get out of here!" Deaton yells, just before Derek puts the chair back on the floor, raising his arm and punching Deaton across the face, knocking him out cold.
"Stop! Stop!" We scream, rushing to Deaton's side.
"Look, when he's conscious he can keep himself healing, but unconscious he can't!" Derek yells.
"Are you out of your mind!?" I yell.
"What are you talking about!?" Scott adds.
"You want to know what the spiral means, huh?" Derek questions. "It's our sign for a vendetta, for revenge. It means he won't stop killing until he's satisfied!" Derek explains.
"You think he's the Alpha?" Scott and I question.
"We're about to find out." Derek says raising his hand again, only to be stopped by Scott. Both of us wolf out, snarling at him. Scott throws his hand away as Derek begins to back away from us. I close my eyes and feel myself shift back.
"Hit him again, and then you'll see me get angry." Scott says glaring at Derek. I back up and walk towards the cupboards, pulling out some gauze and rubbing alcohol. Derek paces around the room as I carefully clean the cuts on Deaton's face.
"Do you have a plan?" Derek questions us as I throw the used gauze away.
"Just give me an hour." Scott sighs.
"Then what?" Derek presses.
"Meet me at the school. In the parking lot." Scott explains. Derek sighs before turning around and leaving.
"Spencer call Stiles."
"Are you going to tell me what your plan is?" I ask, pulling out my phone.
"I'll tell you and Stiles." He sighs as I dial Stiles' number and hold my phone against my ear with my shoulder as I wash the blood off my hands.
*ringing*
"Hey babe!" Stiles cheekily answers.
"Hey." I sigh
"What's wrong?"
"I'll tell you when you come and pick up me and Scott." I sigh.
"Ok," he says a little confused. "I love you."
"I love you too Stiles." I smile, hanging up the phone.
"You two are already on that stage?" Scott scuffs.
"Well, unlike you and Allison, I've known him all my life." I sass. A car honks from outside and I grab Scott's hand pulling him towards the door. We hop in the jeep and Stiles stares at us for an explanation.
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Love Bites
FanfictionThe 16 year old McCall twins have just entered their second year of high school. Compared to his twin sister Spencer, Scott is a loser but they don't treat each other differently. One night when their best friend drags them to the woods, both their...
