Not Fragile

Deaton's

Scott POV

    After meeting Jackson in the woods I noticed his hand was still healing. That is why he was shaking so much. "Why is your wrist having to heal ? Did Stiles do something ?" Jackson shook some more and looked up at the night sky. "Even if he did do something Scott...what would you do to stop him ?", Jackson asked me glassy eyes pouring into mine. I grabbed his wrist and watched black veins crawl up my arm as I took some of his pain away.

"I can't promise we'll stop him, but Jackson your apart of this pack. He is hurting you because he wants to hurt all of us. He's broken." I jumped suddenly as Derek appeared next to us. "Scott it is more than that. Stiles isn't the same for a reason. Something had to have happened. We need to call Deaton. This might end up being a war." I backed up from Derek. I won't put Stiles down. There has to be another way.

Jackson stood quietly. "HE'S MY BROTHER DEREK ! THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY ! I WONT PUT STILES DOWN !" Derek stepped back and took a deep breathe. He just seemed like he didn't want to see another way. "I get that Scott, but how many people does Stiles have to hurt  ? Allison and Jackson have already felt the first fire. Will you let him continue knowing you should've ended it in the beginning ?" I roared and took off through the woods. I can't put him down...he's my brother. Brothers don't kill brothers.

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Allison POV

After I woke up with everyone else I noticed Jackson and Derek talking, but there was no sign of Scott. "Derek where's Scott ?" Derek gave me a passive look and sarcastically responded with, "your a werewolf hunter...go find your wolf." I grabbed my things. I made Issac and Lydia come along. Eventually we walked through the woods and Issac lead the way to Scott. We stopped a few meters away form where Scott got bitten for the first time by Peter. He sat on the ground his head in his hands. 

"Scott ? Scott why are you out here ? It isn't safe with Stiles around." Scott looked up at me and just blinked his tears away. He stood up eyes flashing red. "It isn't safe because it's the town we live in. It's never been safe here. That has   nothing  to do with Stiles. I will not put Stiles down." I took hold of Scott's hand wanting to reassure him. "Your the alpha Scott. We will follow you in what you believe is right. We won't put Stiles down if that isn't what you want."

Lydia then screamed out of nowhere and we all turned around to find Stiles holding her back an evil look on his face. I never understood why Scott stuck around him for so long. Stiles just isn't...what you would expect. "Let Lydia go Stilinski.", I said taking out my crossbow. Stiles didn't back down and I released my arrow. "NO !!!", Scott yelled. Stiles left as fast as he came and Lydia picked up a little branch with a drop of Stiles blood on it and stuffed it in a ziplock bag. "Why would we need that Lydia ?", Issac asked stepping away from her.  Lydia looked at all our faces as she grew pale. "We need Deaton." 

After that we made our way back to Derek's with Scott. Everyone piled into their cars and we made our way to the animal clinic. This won't be good. Lydia grew paler by the minute. She looked like she had seen something or know something, but kept quiet. Almost like she couldn't say what crazy idea was running through her head. That or she just was exhausted from all that screaming.

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Deaton POV

I had gotten a call from Scott saying that the pack needed to see me. I told him the come fright over.  I heard that Stiles was back, but wasn't himself. This has to be tremendously harder on Scott. He has to fight his best friend. His brother. They all piled in and Lydia stepped forward pale and with a ziplock bag with a small branch in it. The branch had a drop of blood on it. "What's the branch for ?" Lydia began regaining some color in her complexion and spoke. "It has Stiles blood on it. I think something happened to him. I need you to test it."