"We're never forever, I know that
Still, I'm coming back. "
In which the man who's lost almost everyone he's loved falls for the girl on borrowed time.
Derek Hale x OC
Teen Wolf Seasons 1 through 4
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DECIDING THEY DIDN'T actually want Derek to die, Lily, Stiles, and Scott piled in the blue jeep, following Derek as he chased down the scaly creature. Sadly, the two in the car who weren't wolves only got to go so far, Stiles having to stop his jeep as to not hit nails. "What do we do now?" Stiles asked, but Scot was already out of the car. From their position, the two friends couldn't see anything, making panic rise in both of them.
"We should go find him," Lily suggested, climbing out of the car, Stiles falling closely behind. They met up with Scott who was standing behind a wall, peering over to the club ahead. They got close to him, the werewolf whipping his head around, ready to attack.
"Whoa, hey, it's just us. Sorry," she apologized, her cousin calming down. "Did you see where he went?"
"I lost him," Scott admitted, looking back at the people.
"What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles asked, confused by his friend's performance issues.
"I don't think he has one."
"Do you know where he might be going?" Lilith asked, wanting to track down Jackson before he killed someone.
"To kill someone," Scott answered obviously, his cousin rolling her eyes.
"Ah, that explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Makes perfect sense now," Stiles retorted, Scott giving him a dirty glare. "What? Scott, come on. I'm one hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense."
"Will you both shut up and help me find it," Scott asked his friend, thinking their kanima problem was more important than Stiles' anxiety and lack of protection.
"Not it, the kanima is Jackson," she reminded him. Sure, Lilith would've loved an excuse to murder that son of a bitch, but it wasn't his fault he turned into a giant lizard and murdered people using paralytic goop.
"Yeah, I know. I-I know."
"Alright, but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?"
"I-I mean I don't think so, but he already passed Derek's test anyways," Scott pointed out, Lilith wondering how he could've passed the test. He was obviously the kanima, but somehow managed to fool them.
"That's the thing. How did he pass the test?"
"Stiles, I think Scott's trying to say he doesn't know," Lilith cleared up, wanting to smack him across the face.
"Maybe it's like an either-or thing. I mean, Derek said a snake can't be poisoned by it's own venom, right? When's the kanima not the kanima?" Stiles offered, Lilith figuring out what he was pitching.
"When he's Jackson. It's like a severe case of split personality disorder," Lilith joked, turning back to the street to check for the kanima.
"uh, dudes," Stiles called, looking up above them. Lilith moved beside him, turning her gaze to the general area he was staring at, watching the kanima go inside the club. "Did you see that?"
