We were setting outside in Stiles's jeep at the hospital as Stiles called Scott.
"Did you get the picture?" Scott asked as soon as he picked up.
"Yeah, I did, and it looks just like the drawing." Stiles replied.
"Hey, is there something on the back of it? There's gotta be something." Derek asked grabbing a hold of Stiles's wrist bringing the phone closer to him.
"An inscription, an opening, something."
"No, no, the things flat. And no, it doesn't open." Scott said. "There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you? You're supposed to be here. You're first line. Ahh.!"
"Where the hell is Bilinski? Huh?" You could here the coach.
"Man, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start." Scott finished.
"I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him... Tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay?" Stiles asked him. "Alright, thanks." And he hung up the phone.
"You're not gonna make it." Derek told him.
"I know." Stiles sighed.
"And you didn't tell him about his mom either."
"Not till we find out the truth." I butted in.
"By the way, one more thing."
"Yeah?" Stiles asked looking at Derek.
"Derek!" I yelled when Derek grabbed the back of Stiles's head and slammed it into the steering wheel.
"Oh, God! What the hell was..." Stiles asked holding his head.
"You know what that was for. Go. Go!" I looked at Derek and then at Stiles.
I went to follow Stiles, but was stopped by Derek. "You're not going in there with him."
"Why the hell not? He could need some help."
"Yeah, and the alpha could be in there too." I sighed and sat back in my seat.
After a few minutes of silence Derek turned towards me. "Come up here."
I accepted his offer and climbed up front. I sighed and looked at him and I asked the question that has been bugging me since the night he asked Scott for help. "What are you gonna do once you kill the Alpha?"
"To be honest I don't know, maybe build a new pack, find a new place." He looked at me when he said this.
"But you told Scott that there was a cure, but he would have to be the one to kill him. Is there really a cure?" I looked down then back up at him knowing the answer by his hesitation.
Before he could speak the phone when off. I sighed since that was my only chance.
"Hello?" I looked down at my thumbs and twiddled them.
I couldn't here what Stiles said, but I knew it had to be something when Derek snapped back. He put it on speaker just as Stiles said, "yeah, I said I can't find her."
"Look, ask for Jennifer. She's been looking after my uncle." If they were looking for Melissa they aren't gonna find her. She is at the game.
"Yeah, well, he's not here either." My eyes widened as did Derek's. Realization hit the both of us.
"Stiles, get out of there right now!" I yelled into the phone. "Its him! He's the Alpha! Get out!"
We heard a faint, "you must be Stiles." Come through the phone. Derek went to get out and I went to follow but was stopped.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked me.
"I'm coming with you." I stated as it was the most obvious.
"The hell you are. You're gonna stay your ass right in this piece of shit jeep." And with that he ran towards the entrance of the hospital.
Who the hell does he think he is ordering me around like some dog? Once I knew it was safe I climbed out of the jeep and made my way towards the entrance. I quietly made my way toward Peter's room and stayed behind the wall.
"She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way." I heard Derek say and shuffling signaling that Stiles was getting out of the way.
"You think I killed Laura on purpose?" I rolled my eyes. I knew what Peter was trying to do and hopefully Derek sees it too. "One of my own family?"
I heard a growl and that's when my body acted before my brain did and I came out from my hiding place.
"My mind, my personality were literally burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct." I watched as Peter drug Derek down the hall towards his nurse by the throat with ease.
"You want forgiveness?" And with that being said Derek punched him in the face.
"I want understanding." Peter kicked Derek making him roll backwards. "Do you have any idea what it was like for me during those years? Slowly healing, cell by cell. Even more slowly coming back to consciousness. Yes, becoming an Alpha, taking that from Laura pushed me over a plateau in the healing process. I can't help that." Derek shot up and swung at Peter, but missing with every shot. "I tried to warn you."
"Derek!" I yelled when Peter threw him through glass.
Peter and Derek looked towards me and Peter started walking my way. "Focus on me Peter." Derek called out.
Peter smirked. "I'll be back for you dear."
"Stiles, get her out of here." Stiles grabbed my waist and started to drag me to the doors. I kicked and screamed with all I had, but for someone who is as scrawny as him he sure can hold a grip.
"What the hell Stiles! He's gonna get killed in there!" I yelled at him once he placed me down next to the jeep.
"Derek's a big boy, not to mention a werewolf. He can take care of his self." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. How can he just stand there and not think of something that could help Derek?
