Thirty-Eight

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Guys, I finally got the motivation to finish this episode. I honestly think this is my least favorite, mostly because Tate's a dck, along with Aiden when he decides to beat up Scott. Anyway, enjoy, and I apologize for the looooong wait.

Also, if I did another Derek Fanfiction, or someone else, who would read it? And who would you want it to be about. Thanks to @glowingmultii23 for asking me about it and giving me another story idea.

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Allison and Lydia had tried calling both Scott and Stiles, but neither of them were picking up, so I told them to help me get to Deaton's after calling him. With both arms over each of their shoulders, they helped me inside and to the back room where Deaton lead us to.

"Lay her on the table." He demanded before rummaging through his drawers. I was lying down when a strong amount of electricity started to make me shake in pain. I let out a scream as I gripped onto the table before letting go, trying not to damage anything of his.

I rolled onto my side, curling into a ball as my eyes flashed silver before the pain suddenly stopped. I let out a heavy sigh before moving back onto my back.

"Hallie, are you okay?" Lydia asked me, moving to my side.

"Ye-yeah. It just really hurts." I breathe. I could feel the sweat beading down my face from when I was trying hard to keep my control.

"Okay, Hallie, I'm gonna try and help you figure out who it is that's getting hurt. You're gonna have to sit up for me." Deaton informed me. I slowly nodded before moving to a sitting position. "Okay, you remember the first time I had you try to think of who it was that was affecting pain on you the first time?" I nodded.

"You're gonna do that again, just put yourself more into that pain. Pretend like it is actually you going through that pain and not just someone else." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before they shoot open, groaning at the immense pain that just shot through my right hand's ring finger.

"Ow ow ow ow." I repeat, gripping my hand, "I think whoever it is, just got their finger cut off." I say before feeling the pain go numb as I notice the red line that's appearing around my finger. "Okay, I got this." I cheer myself on before closing my eyes.

I try as hard as I can, but I only come up with an empty feeling, like whoever it is has someone blocking them from me.

"I-I can't get a feel on who it is. I-I can't see them or anything." I say, gripping my hands together before trying again. I see glimpses of a fence, I could hear spanish being spoken before the screams resounded in my ears, but they were distant. I could see a short figure standing among two tall figures, it looked like they were talking to someone else, but before I could turn to look at them, I was suddenly pulled out of it.

"Hallie!"

My eyes shot open as I took in a chunk of air, not realizing I had stopped breathing. I looked around noticing I was laying down now.

"It was working, but I didn't get to see everything. There was a-a fence, a short person among two tall people, the distant sound of screaming mixed in with spanish, but I couldn't see who they were talking to." I rambled as I sat up again before stopping as I looked around and noticed the worry on their faces.

"What?"

"Hallie, you blacked out for three hours." Lydia whispered.

"What? No, I was only there for like a minute." I deny before looking at the clock that was on the wall before my eyes widened.

"Your nose." Allison gasped. I reached up with my hand, feeling a warm liquid before pulling my hand back and finding blood.

"I-I'm okay." I say before sliding off the table.

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