-Recap-
"It's their bond!" Argent shouts in reply. "All three of them are in life or death situations! Their strength and energy is being expanded from the bond!"
"What happens if they fall?!" Noah asks.
"They all die!"
(3rd P.O.V.)
"Is it me, or is this place getting smaller?!" Isaac yells as he and Lyrica struggle. Their marks stop glowing. Lyrica's eyes suddenly go wide.
"The eclipse!" She yells. "It's starting!"
Noah quickly joins the wolves under the beam as their eyes stop glowing and they fall to their knees.
"I can't do it!" Isaac yells.
"We can't hold it!" Lyrica adds. Melissa, Argent, and Allison all join them under the beam.
"It's too much, it's too heavy!" Allison shouts, straining. They're all yelling and straining when the weight stops crushing them. They look over, finding a metal baseball bat supporting the weight.
"I always said aluminum was better than wood." Noah tells his son, lowering his arms. Stiles wraps his arms around him, ecstatic that his father was alive.
Things continue crashing around them, but they all remain where they're seated, sheltered from the debris. Each parent is hugging their child, and Lyrica pulls Melissa closer to her and Isaac, wrapping an arm around the worried woman's shoulders. She gladly reciprocates, placing her arm around the 22 year old woman. They all sit there, huddled together, for what seems like ages. Until finally, the storm seems to let up.
"Is it over?" Allison asks.
Everyone laughs in relief, Stiles moving over to hug Lyrica before going back to their father. Stiles' phone starts vibrating and he quickly pulls it out.
"Scott?" He asks into the device.
"Hey, are you okay?" The young wolf replies.
"Yeah, we're okay." Stiles laughs, looking up at everyone. "We're all okay. How about you, you okay?"
"Sort of." Is Scott's reply.
"You think you can come get us?"
"Yeah, of course."
"Great, okay. Um, uh, bring a ladder." Everyone laughs at Stiles' words.
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Lyrica sighs in relief as the warm water washes over her body, removing all the dirt and any dried blood. Strong arms wrap around her waist and her lips pull into a smile, placing her hands over Derek's, and leaning her head back onto his shoulder.
"Are you okay?" He whispers, resting his chin on her left shoulder, right beside her mark.
"I am now." She replies. "Jennifer's gone, we're home safe, everything's peaceful. And I finally have you back."
"I hated that plan more than anything." Derek lightly growls and Lyrica laughs.
"You and me both. But it was the right decision. Made things easier in the long run."
"It still weakened our bond." Derek grumbles.
"And we both know how to repair it." Lyrica smirks. "I mean, you aren't just in the shower with me to clean yourself. We have several others."
"And what if I was just in here to shower?" Derek can't help but smirk too, lightly kissing his mate's mark.
"Well, if that were the case..." Lyrica spins around in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck and playing with his hair. "It isn't now."
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Mama Hale
Fanfiction//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to...
