Full Moon //Derek Hale//

Forty-Two

I apologize for the VERY late update, but I've been so busy with school, work, and archery. I hope you're still reading this as I update, and I want to thanks those who do. 

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I love you all, enjoy the shortish chapter with some Stallie (Stiles and Hallie) in it!

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Derek had dropped me off a couple hours ago, but I couldn't help but stay awake as I realized I couldn't sleep with all the thoughts running through my head. I had headphones in as I was sitting on my bed, a few empty cans of Mountain Dew on the bedside table and a sketchbook sprawled out on my lap.

I was drawing a random sunset when suddenly a feeling washed over me, causing me to pause. My eyes widen as a drop of blood suddenly hit the sketchbook causing me to call for Scott before suddenly my eyes were rolling into the back of my head.

My vision was foggy causing me to blink rapidly, but to no avail did my vision become clearer. I was laying on what felt like a hard but soft ground. I moved my hands around, finding other objects that felt crunchy and fragile, almost like a leaf, and something hard and rough like rocks.

I slow sat up, reaching my hands out to make sure my head would hit anything. I looked around, trying to figure out where I was when I heard distance mumbling that was rushed and quietly spoken like whispers.

I moved into a crawling position, my hand moving around as if I were Velma from Scooby Doo looking for her glasses. I shook my head of that thought and focused on the task at hand when suddenly, my hand came in contact with something that felt like flesh.

I followed the limp before I felt what could be a shoulder before I realized I was touching someone, well they couldn't feel me, but I could feel them. I leaned in towards their face before I realized my vision wasn't going to clear up unless I made it clear up.

So I leaned back, rested my hands on my lap and took a deep breath before closing my eyes. I repeated in my head, "Let me see clearly to help whoever this is." I open my eyes that started to feel dark before I almost screamed in relief as I recognized Stiles squirming on the dirt ground.

My ears popped and his cried were more loud as I realized he was hallucinating something as he cried out for help. I looked around realizing I needed to find out where he was. I moved to a standing position before moving outside of this cave-like place he was in.

I look around, the wind blowing my hair out of face, but the cold not prominent, just the coldness from Stiles was all I could feel. I spun around in circle, noticing I was at the so called coyote den that Malia used to live in before Scott and Stiles invaded it. I suddenly felt proud of myself for figuring out where he was but my mind suddenly went into overdrive as I realized I needed to hurry up and save him.

I went back into the den before I paced, trying to will myself to concentrate on waking up. I stopped in pace before laying down on the ground like I was before before repeating to myself, "wake up."

I shot up in my bed, the world spinning around me as I cheered myself on before I slipped out of my bed. I raced down the stairs, grabbing my keys and rushing out, not bothering to put on shoes before I reached for my phone in my bra.

"Scott?!" I called into the phone as he answered.

"Hey, you're awake. What happened?"

"I don't know how to explain it, but I know where Stiles is." I rush out before suddenly I hear a beeping noise. I pull my phone away from my ear, realizing it was on one percent before suddenly it shut off. I yelled in frustration before tossing it into the passenger seat as I pulled out of the driveway.