Pure × Isaac Lahey

21.

       "Derek, wait wait!" she pleaded. "You need me."

       "What are you?" Derek growled.

       "The only person who can save your sister," Jennifer choked out. "Call Peter. Call him!"

        Derek brought out his phone, keeping a tight grip on Jennifer as he called his uncle. "How is she?"

        "It's not good," replied Peter. "She's in and out of consciousness. She's vomiting up black blood along with one other alarming substance."

        "Mistletoe," Derek said. He lowered his phone, not answering Peter's next question.

        As Derek tightened his grip, Scott interviened. "Derek. Derek what are you doing?"

       "Her life," Jennifer said through choked words, "it's in my hands."

        "Elora can save her," Derek tightly said as he lifted Jennifer off the ground.

       "Stop. Derek, stop!" Stiles shouted.

       "Even Elora can't do it, and Stilinski, you'll never find him."

       "Derek," Scott said firmly. "Derek!"

       Derek caved for the sake of Cora, dropping Jennifer to the ground.

       Thunder cracked overhead, Jennifer smirking. "That's right. You need me. All of you."

       "Why can't Elora do it?"

       "Because she uses pure magic. I don't."

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       "Did it work?" Elora waited with Lydia, holding her hand as the paramedic evaluated the damage. She had her phone to her ear, Scott on the other end.

       "Yeah, it worked. Look, we're on our way to the hospital to help Cora. Jennifer said only she can do it. Something about her not using the pure magic you do."

       "Lydia, Elora," Allison ran up to the ambulance about to have the banshee loaded in. "Oh my god."

       Elora waved the huntress over, letting her take her place next to Lydia. "Be careful, Scott. Both of you be careful and don't trust her. They're taking Lydia but she's all right, considering. Make Jennifer hold her promise of saving Cora or I'll show her how a darach should be treated." Hanging up, she and Allison were told to back up. "She'll be okay."

       Allison ran a hand through her hair, "Let's go back, Isaac's worried."

       Elora turned, heading back with Allison. She'd not seen him yet, since she'd only called instead of leaving the panicked Lydia. "Are you and your dad all right? I'm glad it wasn't him."

        "We're fine," she replied as the pair walked through the halls. "This storm is insane."

       "Because it's magic," Elora said as she went on her toes, able to spot Isaac.

        Isaac looked relieved, his phone in hand as the girls came up. "Are you okay?" Despite wanting to kiss her, he didn't because of the surrounding students and staff. "You're bleeding."

       "It's dried, I'm fine," Elora said, waving it off.

       Isaac motioned to her phone, "I can't get ahold of Derek or Scott. How's Lydia?"

       "She's got bruising on her neck," Allison explained. "They're taking her to a hospital downtown because Beacon Memorial is being evacuated."