W H I R L W I N D | T. Wolf [1]

s c e n e xiv

that part with the after school special
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Beacon Hills, California
October 29, 2012

Sommer was given strict instructions to stay in bed and rest, but being the hard headed Hale she was she found herself leaving as she found out about her brother attacking Alan Deaton.

Her head still killed, and she was still pretty weak, but as she pulled her jeans up her legs and slid on her booties, she didn't care.

Her brother was too obsessed with finding this alpha.

He didn't care if he had the wrong person.

He was gonna go until he couldn't anymore.

And that didn't settle well with Sommer.

She'd realized that her Impala was still at the school and her phone was also in the car, so she walked to the high school in irritation for her brother.

Meanwhile, Derek leaned against his Camaro with an unconscious vet in his trunk: taped up and unable to move while Derek waited for Scott and Stiles to arrive.

He waited for a few minutes, impatiently with a frown until he heard footsteps close to him.

"Took you long eno- Sommer! What the hell are you doing here?! You're supposed to be in bed!"

The brunette rolled her eyes and glared at her brother, crossing her arms across her chest.

"He's not the alpha, Derek." She stared harshly, Derek's brows furrowing in annoyance as he crossed his own arms.

"How do you know that?"

"Don't give me attitude, Derek. I would've smelled him-"

"You couldn't have smelled him, Sommer! Incase you've forgotten: you can't smell anything anymore!"

The words came out much harsher than he'd intended, and Sommer's face visibly fell.

"Rae-" he began with a sigh, hoping to apologize, but the slam of car doors cut him off.

Scott and Stiles walked up to the siblings, confused.

"Sommer? What are you doing here?" Stiles asked curiously while Scott ignored it for now.

"Where's my boss?"