Fighting For Love ↠ Stiles Stilinski [2]

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𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐒
The blood in my veins are made up by mistakes

ONCE THEY MADE it back into Beacon Hills, they dropped Kira and Malia back at their houses before they had called Deaton. None of them knew how to go about the newly aged-backwards Derek they had in their possession or what to do with him.

It was all rather bizarre; and just when Alex thought she had seen everything, the supernatural realm threw another surprise in her face.

Alex helped Scott remove Derek from the backseat of the jeep, and rushed through the rain as Alex carried the boy over his shoulder toward the doors. Lydia and Stiles opened the doors, allowing her to race inside.

Deaton swiped all of the objects off the examination table so that there would be a place for them to lay Derek down.

The five teenagers instinctively looked toward Deaton for answers, automatically assuming that he had seen something like that before.

"Wow," Deaton mumbled, staring down at Derek in amazement.

"Wow?" Stiles repeated, furrowing his brows. "Wow as in, "I've seen this before and I know exactly what to do," kind of wow? Because that's the kind of wow we were hoping for."

Deaton cocked his head to the side as he glanced toward Stiles. "I think you might be overestimating my abilities."

Alex reached forward and grabbed Derek's hand, shivering due to his really cold skin. "He's really cold," she commented, looking up at them with furrowed eyebrows as she thought over what had happened. She has never been through this nor has she witnessed this ever happening. Someone — who ever did this to him — must've been really fucking desperate to turn a brooding adult into a kid.

Scott gulped, "Do you think this is permanent?"     

"I'm not sure a medical diagnosis is even adequate." Deaton replied, pulling out a small flashlight to check Derek's pupil dilation, lifting his eyelids and directing the white beam of light into his eyes. "This is well beyond my experience."      

"So what do we do with him?" Stiles asked, moving to stand closer to Alex.

Deaton blinked. "Until he wakes up? Probably not much. It might be best to leave him with me. He'll be safe here."     

"You mean from Kate?" Stiles inquired, raising a brow.

Deaton stood straighter, pushing his shoulders back. "If she's alive and she is what you say she is, she won't be able to walk past that gate."

Alex pursed her lips, not liking Kate; Scott and Stiles had explained to her on who she was and what she did. Let's just say that she was number four on her hate list. The first one would be her father, Mikael, second would by her mother, Esther, and the third would be Elena fucking Gilbert. Let's just say that she still holds a very huge grudge over her since she killed Kol whom Alex still mourns when she's all alone.