From London Teen Wolf Fanfiction

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Just before Scott, Stiles, and Vicky got to the bike, Scott turned around and faced the blonde. "Actually Vicky" he said, "we need you to come with us to- "

He didn't finish, Vicky interrupted him, "you need me to come to Derek's to explain that Jennifer is a dark druid"

Stiles and Scott shared a look, "yes" Stilinski nodded his head, "are you okay with that?"

Vicky glanced from Scott to Stiles and smirked, "you're that worried?"

"Well" Scott began, "the last time you saw him, you hit him"

"Really hard" Stiles added, "in the face"

"Yeah, well" Vicky replied, "he deserved it"

Vicky grabbed the keys to her Skyline and was about to walk out the door when she collided with her two best friends, Scott, and Stiles, they looked at the girl and smiled. "You're up!" Stiles grinned.

"Yep" Vicky replied, "and on a mission, so if you'll move out of my way"

"What mission is that?" Scott asked, when she didn't answer he grabbed the girls arm and looked at her. "What are you going to do?"

"Get even" Vicky pulled her arm from the wolf's grasp and unlocked the car, ignoring the boy's protests, and got in, racing off to where she would finally get her anger out.

Derek was stood, looking out the window, he had hardly spoke a word since Boyd had died, the blood was on his hands, his claws had killed Boyd. Peter walked down the stairs and looked at his nephew, "so are you going to stay there until they come and kill you too?" he asked.

"No" Derek replied, he glanced at Peter before looking back out the window, "I'm planning something"

"And what are you planning? Derek, huh, because it doesn't look too good for you. Pissing Vicky off is just adding icing to your cake of disaster, she was a good shot at beating the pack and you ruined that."

"If she would answer my calls" Derek mumbled, and looked up as a blue car skidded into a parking space outside the building, followed by the Jeep a few minutes later.

"Seems she's here to talk" Peter smirked, he patted his nephew on the shoulder and went to sit on the stairs.

"Vicky" Stiles shouted, "what are you gonna do?"

"Talk" Vicky replied, she had a glint in her eye that made the boys disbelieve her.

She walked ahead of them and into the building, she raced up the stairs and pulled the door open, revealing Derek stood by the window, he turned and faced her. "Vicky"

She walked up to him, the table separating them. "I came to see how you were"

"Fine. I want to say I'm- "Derek started, Vicky held up a hand.

"Don't want to hear it." She lowered her hand, "Derek, you slept with the teacher, all by yourself, you could have made her leave after bringing you to the loft, called oh I don't know Peter or Cora or even me, but you didn't, did you?" She asked, the door opened again, revealing Scott and Stiles.

"I'm sorry"

"You're sorry?" Vicky laughed nastily, "for breaking my heart?" her voice dropped, "I thought you were dead, I was hallucinating about you, feeling so guilty that you died and I didn't" Vicky's voice began to break, "I mourned you. We all mourned you. Meanwhile, Derek Hale was having sex with an English teacher" She stepped forward at the same time as Derek. They were inches apart, he made a move to come closer, while her hand flew upwards, curled into a fist, and punched him in the face. He rocketed back and grabbed his nose.