𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ➢ ɪꜱᴀᴀᴄ ʟᴀʜᴇʏ / ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ ᴍᴄᴄᴀʟʟ

Ch. 4 - MAGIC BULLET

"You really like him, don't you?" Azalea asked and Allison shrugged slightly, "Well, there's just something different about him. When I first got here I had this plan: no boyfriends until college. I move too often. But when I met him, he was different. I can't explain it." Allison said and Lydia shrugged.

"I can. It's your brain flooding with phenylethylamine." She said making Allison look at her confused and Azalea sighed, "It's an anti-depressant. I'll tell you what to do. When's he coming over?" Azalea asked.

"Right after school."

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Azalea and Stefan walked out of school together only to see Derek collapse on the ground in front of Stiles jeep making them look at each other before running over to him. "Derek? What are you doing here? What happened?" Azalea asked as Scott ran over and Stiles got out of the jeep. "He's not looking to good." Stiles said making Azalea roll her eyes. "I was shot." Derek struggled to answer.

"Why aren't you healing?" Scott asked and Derek let out a few painful breaths before answering, "I can't. It was a different kind of bullet." He said making Azalea and Stefan look at each other. "A silver bullet?" Stiles asked making Derek glare at him, "No, you idiot-" He started to say but cut himself off with a groan in pain.

"Wolfsbane?" Stefan asked and Derek nodded, "Wait a second. That's what she meant when she said 48 hours." Scott said making Azalea whip her head around to look at him. "What? Who said 48 hours?" She asked making him look at her, "The one who shot him-"

Derek sucks in a breath, a wave of pain rolls through him and his eyes flicker blue. "What are you doing? Stop that." Scott said panickedly and Derek sucked in a painful breath, "That's what I'm trying to tell you. I can't." He said.

Scott grabs him, struggling to keep him from falling to the pavement. Other students take notice, and horns start beeping behind Stiles's car. Stefan quickly helps Scott pull Derek up and over to the passenger side of Stiles's jeep.

Once they got Derek in Azalea turned to Scott, "I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." She said making him look at her crazy, "How am I supposed to do that?" Scott said and she rolled her eyes. "Allison is an Argent. She's with them, they're the people who would have a wolfsbane bullet." She said as she walked as round the jeep, Scott following her.

"Why should I help you?" He asked as she climbed into the jeep, turning to him before she climbed into the back, "Because you need us." She said them went to the back seat and Stiles climbed into the driver's seat. "Fine, fine. I'll try." Scott said and Stefan stood outside the passenger side, "I'll follow behind you guys." He said and his sister nodded before he walked away.

"Get him out of here." Scott said, looking at Stiles making Stiles groan dramatically, "I hate you so much for this."

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While driving, Stiles glances to his phone when Scott texts back: Need more time. In the passenger seat, Derek slumps down, cradling his arm as he deals with the pain. "Try to not to bleed out on my seats, okay? We're almost there." Stiles says, "Almost where?" Derek asked.

"Your house." Stiles said making Derek look at him with wide eyes, "What? No. You can't take me there." He said and Stiles furrowed his brows. "I can't take you to your house?" He asked and Derek shook his head. "Not when I can't protect myself." Derek said making Azalea frown and look down at herself.

"I'm not invisible right now, am I?" She asked and Derek just rolled his eyes. Stiles hits the brakes, skidding to a stop and turns to Derek, "What happens if Scott doesn't find your magic bullet? Are you dying?" Stiles asked while Azalea sat forward again while Stefan pulled in behind them.