☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ can you just admit that i saved your life already? superman is here. i'm right in front of you! ❜
lois was sure that she would love
a human boy. not a werewolf. but
isaac lahey put a dent in th...
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Lois jumped out of her car, eyes wide and panicked.
She had barely put it into park before swinging the door open and lurching out, slamming it shut behind her and making a fast beeline across the carpark.
It was late. Later than she had been to Beacon Hills Memorial, in the past — and she had been there late, seeing as Scott's mother worked there and their little band of fools always seemed to find themselves winding up in the morgue, or in a hospital bed of their own. Trouble followed them, and they followed trouble, and much of that trouble took place in Beacon Hills Memorial.
But, this time was different. Lois wasn't at the hospital because it was where the supernatural had lead her. At least, not specifically.
This time, Lois had been called there by Scott. That wouldn't have been so different, had it been for a supernatural problem that required the presence of the whole pack. That kind of call would have been somewhat normal. That call, Lois might have expected.
However, she hadn't expected the call that she had gotten: one that woke her from her slumber, knocking the textbooks and sheets of homework that she had meant to be doing (but fallen asleep) as she sprang up from her bed and stumbled around for her phone, and tiredly answered with a mumbled greeting. Lois hadn't been so surprised at the sound of Scott's voice; it was perhaps the least surprising part of the ordeal. The part that she had expected the most. But Lois hadn't expected what he had told her, and she most definitely hadn't expected to rush out of the house in her pyjamas with her car keys in hand. Lois barely remembered the drive to the hospital — but she had gotten there, regardless. So, she didn't really think that it mattered.
