You Anchor Me

Bullet to the heart

( A/N: thank you for all of your support and feedback. I probably wouldn't have made it as far as I have on this one. I will be continuing this until hopefully we reach season three. It may be in a sequel who knows. I love you all. Also this chapter is the start of their romance becoming more playful but it will be more intense. No sex... Yet lol. Thank y'all so much and god bless)

Chapter Seven

"Cameron, get up. We have to go," the covers fly off of me. "Ugh what the hell?" I curl up into a ball. "Come on babe. Derek got shot," Isaac tries to pull me up. I jump up from the bed," What?" "Derek was shot by hunters last night and now we have to go save him," Isaac rushes to put his shirt on. "What time is it?" I take mine off not caring if he sees my bra. I walk to my closet taking my pajama pants off. "It's three in the afternoon," he puts his shoes on and comes to my closet," okay I didn't know you were half naked sorry." I laugh bending over to get my TOMS. Isaac groans,"No, I can't think about that right now. Derek. We have to save Derek." I pull on some yoga pants and a pink sweatshirt before questioning," Why did you let me sleep until three. I'll be up all night." "Well I can think of a few ways to keep you occupied all night," he winks ignoring my question. I bite my lip and playfully hit his arm," Pervert." He laughs wrapping his arms around my waist," I was kidding." "I'm going to brush my teeth," I push off of him," come with me." He grunts but takes my hand anyway.

In the bathroom, I pull my shirt up showing the bandage off. Isaac unwraps it and looks up at me," I guess you are one of us now." I look at my healed skin and sigh," I guess so." I brush my teeth and put a little bit of make up on before heading out. I bend down fixing my hair in a messy ponytail. I hear Isaac come up behind me and grunts," You really have to stop doing that especially in those pants." "You love it," I stand up and whisper in his ear. "Exactly we won't be leaving this room for a while if you keep walking around me half naked," he smirks. I bite my lip imagining all the things that would happen. "You can imagine what would happen in the car because we have to go," he picks me up carrying me to the door. "Oh yeah Derek!" I remember wiggling out of his grip to get my bag.

"Cameron, Isaac we have to go!" Stiles and Scott pound on my door. I open the door pushing them back," Let's go." All four of us run down the stairs and to Stiles' jeep. "Okay I have a study date with Allison so you three will have to handle this without me," Scott turns around in the front seat. "It was her psycho family who shot Derek anyways," I whisper rolling my eyes. "Hey stop it. We don't know that yet," he gives me an annoyed look. "Okay," I raise my hands up in surrender.

We drop Scott off at Allison's house and start on our way to the construction site Isaac said he was at. "Right here? Holy sh-"Stiles slams on the brakes. Derek falls down in front of the Jeep. "Derek!" I yell throwing my door open. "I tried calling you two all night. I was shot," he pants. "I know but why aren't you healing?" with help from the boys we pull him to his feet. "You're the one that has only forty eight hours to live," Isaac realizes. "I'm what?" Derek groans in pain. "A lady told a man, who sounded a lot like Mr. Argent, that whoever she shot has forty eight hours if that to live," Isaac tells us. Derek's eyes turn blue but quickly go back to normal. I pull out my phone and call Scott. "Hello?" he answers. "Scott, you need to talk to Derek," I hand the phone over. "I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used," he tells my brother. "Why should I help you?" Scott harshly whispers. "Because you need me," he growls. Scott mumbles a fine before hanging up.

"Come on, lets get you in the Jeep," I stroke his hair. His hair is full of sweat and his face is pale. "Are you dying?" Stiles' face is about as pale as Derek's. "Not yet," he strains," I have a last resort." "What are you talking about? What last resort?" Isaac leans up against the seat. Derek rolls his sleeve up and shows us the glowing bullet hole. "Oh my gosh what is that?" I yelp turning my head. "Is that contagious? You know what you should just get out," Stiles covers his mouth with his arm. "Start the car," Derek growls," now." "Hey, I don't think you should be barking orders, okay? You know if I wanted to I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out in the middle of the road and leave you for dead!" Stiles yells. I reach up and slap the back of his head," Stiles!" "Start the car or I'm going to rip your throat out, with my teeth,"Derek slowly tells him. "Derek!" I yell.