**COMPLETED***
Coming back to Beacon Hills with her brother, Blake Hale obviously knew they came back for a reason. But she wasn't exactly prepared to come for one reason, and stay for another. She wasn't prepared to go back to school, or to make fr...
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Chapter Twenty-Two 🦎 Fury 🦎
"Oh, hold on! Stop! Did you see that? Scroll back." Scott said as he, Stiles and Stilinski watched the camera footage from the hospital. "That's him! That's Matt!" Stiles said pointing at the screen making his dad look at it confused, "All I can see is the back of someone's head."
"Matt's head, yeah! I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium! It's weird." Stiles said making his dad look at him weird, "Are you crazy?" Stilinski asked making Stiles sigh.
"All right, fine. Then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?" Stiles said and Stilinski looked at him weird, "Your girlfriend. She wears one almost everyday." He said making Stiles purse his lips. "Well- she's scary to it makes sense. Okay, can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras."
Stilinski keeps the footage going until Stiles spoke up again, "Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again."
'You mean there's the back of his head again."
'Okay, but look- he's talking to someone." Stiles says and Scott leans in for a clearer view before his eyes widen, "He's talking to my mom."
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"Blake." Someone said shaking her shoulder gently making her groan before waking up. She opened her eyes to see Deaton leaning over her with a concerned look on his face, "Ow." She groaned grabbing her arm that had claw marks. Deaton slowly helped her sit up before she looked around, "Where's Lydia and Peter?" She asked and he sighed and shrugged.
"They were gone when I got here. Let me see your arm." He said and she held her arm out. He pulled out a few thing from his bag, alcohol, cotton balls and a bandage. He gently dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton ball on her arm making her face scrunch up in pain for a moment.
"The good thing with Peter clawing your arm it caused the mistletoe to leave your system so you have your magic." He said and she sighed, "But the bad thing is with this ritual my magic is gonna be weak for a couple days." She said and he nodded as he wrapped her arm up.
"Okay, we need to get your brother up. There's not much time." Deaton said before starting up, he helped Blake stand up before quickly grabbing her arms as she stumbled a bit. They both walked over Derek and Blake kicked his arm, "Yo! Derek!" Blake yelled as she kicked him again.
"Maybe this will help." Deaton said before pulling out a dog whistle making her laugh as he brought it up to his lips before blowing into it. Derek jolts awake with a sharp breath before he noticed Deaton and Blake in front of him. "Can you hear me? I need you to answer, Derek. We don't have much time." Deaton says.
