Everyone Has Demons [Teen Wolf]

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I drove to the vet's office as fast as I could, probably breaking a few traffic laws but whatever. When I pulled out front Dr. Deaton met me at the car and got in the passenger seat. "What's going on? Do you know what happened to Derek?"

"I have an idea." He directed me where to go and fifteen minutes later we were pulling up outside a creepy old burned building, must be Derek's old house.

"How do you know this stuff?" I asked. He didn't answer and instead got out of my car and started walking up to the house. I followed him into what had at one time probably been the living room. It wasn't a totally unattractive house; it had probably looked really nice before the fire. I just wasn't a fan of old houses anyways, they reminded me of home, and I'd prefer to live in a modern city apartment. "Where are we going? Where's-" Then I noticed Derek on the ground next to a large hole and I dropped to my knees next to him. I listened to his breathing and sighed in relief when I realized he wasn't dead. "He's breathing, barely. What happened?"

I waited for an answer but once again Dr. Deaton ignored me. I wasn't sure what to do so I just sat there sort of holding Derek's head on my lap. Dr. Deaton pulled out a whistle like the kind you'd use for calling your dog and blew, I guess it worked cause Derek's eyes fluttered open. "Ava?" I jumped and let his head fall back on to the ground with a thud, he groaned.

"Sorry," I squeaked. I stood up and took a step away from him. He tried to stand up as well but fell backwards; I grabbed him before he hit the ground and helped him stand up. "Ugh, even for me with super strength, you're heavy."

"It's all this muscle," he said and flashed a smile.

I rolled my eyes. "He's definitely ok."

"You're going to be tired for a few hours," Dr. Deaton told Derek. Then he looked at me, "Did you kiss him?"

"Um yeah," I said. I looked at Derek but he was looking intently at the floor.

"Good, that extra energy from you is probably why he's recovering so quickly," Dr. Deaton said.

"What?" Derek asked confused.

"I've discovered that werewolves are the reason Ava fainted."

"Did it happen again?" Derek asked. Though he was still looking at Dr. Deaton.

"Yes, I passed out again. Isaac got me some adrenaline before anything bad happened though," I told him. "Not that you care," I mumbled. He looked at me finally.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, genuinely.

"It's whatever, you didn't know."

"Now back to the matter at hand," Dr. Deaton said reminding us that there were bigger problems than me and Derek's-whatever that was. Derek looked down at the hole and the floor.

"It really happened."

"What really happened?" I asked.

"Don't worry, you're still an alpha," Dr. Deaton told Derek.

"Where is he?" Derek asked.

"I wish I could tell you," the vet said shaking his head.

"Where is who?" I asked a little louder.

"How about you tell me why you're here and why you're helping me?" Derek asked.

"Helping your family used to be an important part of my life and helping you was something I promised your mother."

"Oh wow, you got an answer. That's nice, I feel so included. Can someone please tell me what the hell happened here?" I snapped. They both looked at me like they had conveniently forgotten I was there. For second I thought they were going to continue to ignore my questions but finally Dr. Deaton sighed and started to explain.