Mismatched (Peter Hale)

Chapter 20

4x03

After a long night with Peter, we wake up the next day with different agendas. Peter had a meeting with Derek and Braeden, while I had to go to the storage facility to get some of my stuff. I walk over to Peter who's scribbling something on a piece of paper, when he's finished he hands it to me and I look at it, it was a phone number.

"Just in case." He explains and I nod. "Sure you'll be okay?"

"Stop worrying and go to Derek's, I'll be fine." I say we get on the elevator.

"The last time you left after a night with me, you died. That's not going to happen. Not again." He protests.

"It was more of a wrong place, wrong time situation." I protest. "I'm just going to a storage unit, nothing bad is going to happen."

"Okay." He reluctantly sighs as we approach his car. "Be safe, okay?" He says and I nod, he pulls me into another kiss which I eagerly return and he holds me close. When he pulls away, he stares into my eyes and he looks like he's fighting an inner debate.

"Are you okay?" I ask with a frown.

"You died." He sighed. "All i could think about was not being able to see you again, tell you how i feel about you and  i felt broken."

"I'm back and i'm here. I'm not going anywhere." I am comfortable.

"I-" He starts to say but cuts himself off. "You're my soulmate."

"And you're mine." I reply.

"Okay, I've got to go." He says, looking at the texts from Derek. "I love you." He tells me, clearly not realising what he said, and gets into the car, leaving me shocked in the car park. He just said he loved me. I walk to the storage facility and grab a few of my things in a bag. I see that my phone and wallet are in one of the boxes and I grab them. I turn on my phone and see a few missed calls and a voicemail. From Allison.

"Hey Amy. I don't even know why i'm doing this but i just wanted to hear your voice again. I love you so much and I can't believe you were taking away from me just when I got to know you again." I hear the sobs on the other line and a tear rolls down my face. "Dad, he's not been the same, he's been more protective and open to me. He wouldn't tell you, but it really affected him. I can hear him, late at night, his sobs echo through the apartment." She continues. "Even with the pack, things have been different. Stiles refuses to forgive himself, Scott keeps on saying that he could have tried to save you, even Lydia and Kira were saddened and they barely knew you." She tries to control her sobs, but she can't. "Even the Hales were different. Derek didn't even look me in the eye after it happened, he kept on avoiding me. Peter. He was a completely different story. He looked as if part of him died along with you. I don't know what your relationship was like with him, but he said he only helped because it was something you would do. A similar story to him, is Scott's dad. He refuses to get called the nickname you called him and demanded to be left alone." She clears her throat. "Anyways, I'm going to stop the nogitsune and save Stiles and Lydia. I just want to tell you I love you one last time." She cries and ends the voicemail. I save the voicemail and stay in the room, frozen. I didn't realise how bad this was on everyone else. I was so into my thoughts, I didn't hear someone sneaking up on me, until it was too late and he threw a tomahawk into my back, which is laced with wolfsbane.

"Amelia Argent." A robotic voice says to me. I turn around to see a guy with no mouth and a glove he types on. "You're easier than I thought, not as easy as the walcotts." He remarks, but I pull the tomahawk out of my back and grasp it in my hand, getting ready to attack him. I swing it towards him and he dodges it, but what he doesn't notice is my claws swinging towards where he dodged. They impale themselves into his abdomen, I throw him out of the unit and close the door, locking it and not letting anyone else in.