Love Under The Moon

Chapter 30: The Act Of Protection

We were outside walking as the Hunters pulled up.

"Derek," Allison's dad said. "Back off."

"Back off? That that's really all you've got? I got to be honest, Chris. I was really expecting more from the, uh, big, bad veteran werewolf hunter," Derek said, egging him on.

"Okay, then. How about "didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring claws to a gunfight?"" He said, there guns cocked and ready.

"Yeah, that one sounded pretty good," Boyd said.

Derek's fangs appeared and he charged.

I charged and dodge and hit the guy and blocked his attacks.

I fell back as he hit me in the chest with his gun and he shot at me and I dodged.

The three of us eventually fell back behind the dumpster for cover, breathless.

I noticed Boyd was shot and so was Derek.

I looked at myself, I managed to only get a scrape on the arm from a bullet.

"I think I stopped healing," Boyd said, gripping his side.

"The bullets are laced with wolfsbane. You gotta get to the car," Derek said.

"What about you?" He asked.

"I have to find Scott," Derek breathed.

"I can go with him, I'm fine, go to the car," I said.

Boyd looked at Derek and then sighed and nodded, quickly leaving.

I looked at Derek. "Ready?"

He nodded.

We ran out and Derek charged and slammed one of the guys down, while he still had the guy pinned I ran and my foot landed on Derek's back and he lifted, giving me height to my jump.

I landed behind a guy and Derek charged him and we took him out.

I smiled and lightly laughed, we'd been practicing that move for forever.

We high-fived and then we went for the others.
We were mid fight when we heard a howl.

Scott.

It made my heart fall to my feet.

I looked at Derek and he motioned with his head.

We ran and found Stiles outside the club, ashwood around it.

"Stiles break it!" Derek demanded.

"Wait what?" Stiles asked.

"Scott is dying just break it!"

"How do you know that?!" He asked amazed.

"Stiles just break it!"

Stiles quickly jumped down and swiped a section away and Derek and I ran.

Derek led the way and found a room and entered it quickly, the door closing behind us.

Scott was laying on the floor and I felt like my insides were slowly starting to burn. Wolfsbane. The whole room was being filled with it in the air.

I saw someone in the corner and I stepped in front of Derek and felt a pain in my shoulder.

I yelped and fell to my knee.

I couldn't see much, other then Derek attacked her and she ran out.

"Lizbeth?" Derek asked, kneeling down.

"Scott," I groaned. "Help Scott. I'm fine," I said in deep breaths.

Derek ran to Scott and helped him up. "Can you walk?" He asked me.

I nodded and stood up slowly and wrapped my arm around Scott's waist and helped as much as possible.

We walked into the clinic and we laid Scott on the table.

"Do you think you can treat yourself and her?" Deaton asked Derek.

Derek nodded and turned to me.

He helped me take off my jacket, leaving me in the tank top. He held my shoulder and looked at me. "This is going to hurt- we don't have another bullet so we're going to have to burn it out."

"We didn't do that with you," I said already in pain.

"I learned a few things since then."

I shook my head. "Whatever works, just do it."

He nodded and grabbed a lighter.

I gripped the table and tried to breath through it, a few curses may have slipped.

Once he was done he cleaned it up and I already felt better, just tired.

He took off his jacket and grabbed the lighter.

"Let me help," I said, taking it from him and having him sit.

I looked at him, studying his eyes.

"What was that back there?" He asked when Deaton had left to grab something for Scott.

"What?" I asked.

"You stepped in front of me."

I shrugged. "I don't know... it was almost like instinct I guess. Now hold still."

I took the lighter and held it to his arm where a bullet hit.

He clenched his jaw and once it was done I quickly kissed him.

"There, all better," I whispered.

Deaton walked back in and started working again on Scott.

Derek and I sat there our wounds bandaged and healing.

I rested my head on Derek's shoulder, exhausted.

I watched Deaton work and Deaton looked at us and I heard Derek very faintly thank him. He nodded and headed out to let Scott rest.

Derek looked at me. "Marry me."

I shot up and looked at him. "What?"

"Don't act so surprised, you already have a key, and are practically agreeing to move in already."

"What did you ask?" I repeated.

He softly smiled and kissed me. "Did you know a wolves female wolves will pretend to be scared in a moment of conflict and will tuck their head by another wolves neck. It isn't of fear however- it's for protection. It's an act of protection. To protect their mate."

I looked at him.

"Marry me," he whispered.

I kissed him, cupping his face and leaning in closer.

"Is that a yes?" He asked.

I smiled and studied his face. "Yes it's a yes."