Mama Hale

3.20.59

-Recap-

"Virgins." She drops the badge and kisses him.

I see her figure change before everything goes black.

(3rd P.O.V.)

Thunder booms and wind screams as rain falls hard onto Beacon Hills. The hospital is desperately trying to evacuate amid the chaos and windows are shattering from the wind throwing things through them. Melissa McCall dismisses a doctor to leave, saying that she'd take care of his final patient, Cora Hale. From inside the room, Peter Hale yells, asking when they'd move Cora out. Melissa rushes in, freaking out over Peter being alive. Their argument is interrupted by Cora waking up with a gasp, turning over the side of the bed and vomiting black blood along with something alarming. Mistletoe.

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"Derek!" Stiles and Scott shout, rushing into the loft, the latter carrying an unconscious Lyrica in his arms.

"What happened?" Derek exclaims, rushing to take his wife from the teen and lay her on the nearest surface, which just so happened to be the couch.

"She was fighting the Darach. She tried attacking her from behind to save my dad but she stabbed her. Lyrica just blacked out. She won't wake up. We don't know why." Stiles rushes, watching as Derek lifts Lyrica's shirt, looking at the gruesome wound covered in bright red blood.

"Okay, it's red." Derek mutters, placing the shirt back down.

"Why won't she heal? It was just a knife." Scott exclaims.

"It's because our bond is weakened. The healing went to me because I was near death. She isn't strong enough to heal herself." Derek explains, taking a hold of Lyrica's hand.

"Is she going to die?" Stiles cries.

"No." Derek begins taking her pain, healing her at the same time. "Explain the Darach. You said 'she'. Who is it?"

"The woman you cheated on your mate with!" Stiles exclaims, close to breaking down. "Wait, where the hell is Hunter?!"

"He's with Peter and Cora." Derek rushes, voice strained as he focuses on Lyrica. "He didn't want to leave Cora and we knew it'd be safer."

"What? Who knew it'd be safer?" Scott exclaims.

"Lyrica and I did!" Derek shouts, annoyed by the teenagers. "Look, we'll explain it all later. But all you need to know is that this was all planned. Me sleeping with Jennifer, straining our bond, everything. Lyrica and I were suspicious of Jennifer from the start and we needed a way to get closer to her."

"So you have an affair with her?!" Stiles shouts.

"It was Lyrica's idea." Derek groans. "Now shut up and let me focus."

The teens stop talking, watching anxiously as Derek heals Lyrica. The wound on her stomach slowly closes up until nothing but smooth skin remains.

"Shouldn't she be waking up?" Scott questions.

Before Derek can respond, Lyrica groans, opening her eyes.

"Derek?" She asks, looking up at him. He crashes his lips onto hers and she wastes no time to reciprocate, having gone too long without her mate.

"Are you alright?" Derek asks after they part, helping Lyrica sit up.

"Yeah." Lyrica nods. "We were right. It's Jennifer. It won't be long until she's here."

"Scott, go grab one of my shirts for Lyrica." The teen obeys Derek and runs off as Derek helps Lyrica remove her ruined jacket and shirt. Scott quickly returns with one of Derek's shirts and the alpha helps Lyrica put it on.