Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

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"Hey." Willow said when she got to the hospital.

After making sure that Stiles was home safe, Sheriff insisted on dropping her to school so she could get her stuff. He also almost choked her to death for finding Stiles and muttered many thank yous.

"Holy hell!" Scott exclaimed, dropping the end of the body bag he was holding. "Don't do that." He hissed at his friend.

"Sorry." Willow mumbled, leaning down to pick the bag up when a car pulled up behind them.

The trio stopped and stared at the black SUV. The headlights went off and someone got out of it. Willow took a protective step forward seeing the man.

"You're alone." Scott spoke up.

"More than you know." Chris Argent replied with a sigh.

"What do you want?"

"We don't have much in common, Scott but at the moment, we have a common enemy." Chris replied making Scott glance at the body bag.

"That's why I'm trying to get him out of here." Scott replied but Willow saw the look on the older man's eyes.

"He doesn't mean Jackson." She mumbled, receiving a nod from him.

"You're right." He said looking at Willow. "Gerard has twisted his way into Allison's head in the same way he did with Kate."

"So your daughter, is once again manipulated by a psychotic homicidal relative?" Willow said crossing her arms. "What? You were thinking about it." She said when Scott shot her a glare for being insensitive.

"I'm losing her and I know you're losing her too." Chris ignored Willow's comment and addressed Scott again.

"You're right. So can you trust me to fix this?" Scott asked and they all visibly relaxed when Chris nodded. "Then can you let us go?"

"No." Chris replied shaking his head. "My car's faster."

"That was too dramatic just to say you're here to help us." Willow scoffed as she picked up one side of the bag.

"Be nice." Scott whispered at her making her roll her eyes.

Isaac helped Willow lift Jackson's body up and put it in the trunk. Much to Willow's dismay, Scott took shotgun so Willow had to sit in the back with Isaac, who she was still mad at.

"I'm sorry for leaving like that." Isaac said in a hushed tone during the silent car ride.

"I hardly think this is the right time to talk about that Isaac." Willow replied.

"Okay, sorry." Isaac mumbled. "So... nice car." He said trying to diffuse the tension.

"You don't have to talk Isaac." Willow felt the corners of her lips tugging to an almost smile.

"I'm just nervous." He admitted, tapping his fingers against his knee.

"I know. So am I." She said and put her hand on his.

He looked up with wide eyes and saw her small smile. Quickly interlocking their fingers, Isaac felt himself calm down. The rest of the drive was silent as before till Chris pulled up to the Iron Works. They all got out of the car, Isaac opening the trunk.

"I think he stopped moving." He said looking at the body bag.

Jackson had moved couple of times, making them freak out at the backseat.

"Where's Derek?" Chris looked around, trying to spot the Alpha.

Then as if on cue, Derek came out of the shadows running towards them on all fours. Willow would've chuckled if their situation wasn't so dire. He made a backflip, landing right in front of them. The Alpha slowly got up, his eyes momentarily shining red with a smirk.