"You need to stop."

"Huh," I jumped in surprise, moving my head around to catch sight of where the voice came from. Of course it was Lydia who was staring at my shaky leg, it bouncing up and down producing the most obnoxious tap. We had been sitting in the clinic for far too long, eventually having fallen asleep, and then woken up. The trio still hadn't woken up, which concerned me more then it should have. Isaac had been sent out to retrieve clothes for all of them since i.e. As under strict orders not to leave the mountain ash barrier or else Jennifer might take the opportunity. I reluctantly agreed and Lydia went to retrieve my own set of clothes when I went under.

"Stop being nervous, you'll be fine," she mumbled looking away. She knew me far too well, I was incredibly hesitant to go underwater. Deaton had said my own drowning wouldn't be as morbid as my friends but it was still a concern. I was dying, I was going to drown and not wake up until all of them pulled me out. Not to mention the fact that they were going to need my blood to be brought back, I had supplied that earlier but if something happened to it then that was it. I wouldn't be brought back easily.

I raised a brow, looking at the way she clenching and unclenching her fists.

"Are you okay with it?" I mumble, watching as her green eyes gloss over every inch of the room before looking back at me.

"Not a chance in hell, not with you or them. I know that it has to happen though, that's what I keep telling myself. It's necessary," she answers. I feel her inch closer, until our knees touch.

"A necessary evil," I mumble, reflecting on Jennifer's words not long ago.

"Right," she nods her head, pursing her lips when she too remembers where it came from.

"Who knew that bitch would be right," I mumbled.

"What do you think happens when You go down?" She randomly asks.

I sigh, shrugging my shoulders and leaning further into the cabinet," best case scenario I don't remember anything. It's like falling asleep, worst case; I relive nightmares."

"Yeah I'm so not okay with this," she shakes her head.

"Is this your truth?" I question.

"Yore a complete dumbass for agreeing to this," she goes on.

"Yup."

"If you die I swear Imelda. You better not die."

"Keep it coming," I smirk.

"You aren't my best friend anymore if you die," she goes on.

"Sure..." I draw out the word.

"I need you to hug me right now cause I'm going to cry," she says softly.

I turn to her, wrapping my arms around her as she tightly grasps me, it takes either of us a few seconds. She's hyperventilating and I'm shaking, the only time vulnerability is safe for either of us. We rarely cry, or even crumble in front of another person. It's okay now though, no ones here. It's just us, sister to sister.

"Please don't die," she whispers into my hair.

"I can't promise that but I can try." I sigh, nodding my head and wiping away the tears on her face.

The bells above the front door rings, indicating they are back. We pull apart, wiping aqua the tears I stand, giving my back to the Deaton and Isaac. I can sense them walk in as I scoot to the tubs.

Scott eyebrows are creased, like he's concentrating. He's completely still in the freezing waters, not even moving around. My throat tightens knowing he's sort of dead and gone.

I hate this. I fucking hate it so much.

My fingers instinctively reach to pull the hair from his face when Deaton catches my hand.

"I'd rather you not try that," he says to me, letting go of my hand.

I nod, pursing my lips and not questioning," when do you think they'll wake?"

"I have no idea... but I think we should concern ourselves with something else right now. I think it's time we start prepping your tub," he says to me.

I nod, clearing my throat and giving one last look to Scotts tub before walking towards the only empty tub.

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"Mistletoe and wolvesbane to stop you from fighting us." Deaton explains as he hands me the things to pour in the freezing water.

I nod,"this feels like I'm going into battle."

"Not yet you aren't," Lydia adds and hands me the mountain ash.

"To keep the other supernatural creatures from pulling you out," Deaton explains.

Once it's been done I look down at the old tub, it's not freezing quite yet since we haven't put the ice in. We have been waiting for the rest of the group to resurface but so far they haven't.

"What if they don't come back?" I question," it can't just be the 3 of you."

"Derek and Cora are out of commission as well," Isaac adds.

"So who else could we call?" Deaton questions.

"Peter?" Isaac asks innocently.

"Id rather hand myself over to Deucalion and Jennifer with a red bow on my ass then do that," I immediately spit back.

"Well that might be your only option since-"

Gasping and coughing interrupts us, our bodies turning to find our friends rising and coughing. Gasping at the air.

Scotts the first to speak, wiping the cold water form his face, "I saw it.I know where it is."

"We passed it." Stiles nods in confirmation. "There's-- There's a stump, this huge tree. Well, it's not huge anymore. It was cut down. But it's still big, though, very big."

"It was the night we were looking for the body." Scott adds on.

"Yeah, the same night you were bit by peter." Stiles says right back.

"I was there too, in the car with my mother. We almost hit someone." Allison gasps.

Scott looks at her in surprise. "It was me. You almost hit me. we can find it."

When our only response to the trio is a look of hesitation Allison asks. "What?"

"You guys were out a long time." Isaac explains to them.

"How long is a long time?" Stiles questions.

"16 hours." Deaton answers.

"We've been in the water for 16 hours?" Scott says shocked me

I cough, "And the full moon rises in less than four."

~~~~

After a few moments of warming them up with endless towels and handing them new clothes we all stand around. I don't have the courage to tell them it's time to drown me, to be honest I don't even want to get near the tub. I'm not ready, I never will be.

"We don't have much time," I finally breathe out.

Everyone looks at me, knowing exactly what I'm talking about. I can tell none of them want to do it, but it has to be done.

"Who wants to start?" I question.

Lydia raises her hand," I've already said my truths. Don't die or I'll be angry."

I smirk at her, shaking my head and looking at the rest of them," next?"

Stiles looks around, raising his hand gently," I guess I'll do it."

I nod, everyone filing out of the room except for him.

"First things first," he mumbles, pulling me into a hug. His skins still freezing cold, teeth chattering against the top of my hair.

"You've always been freakishly tall," I smile into his shirt.

"Or you're just abnormally small," he laughs.

"Okay," I scoff and pull away from him. I was my finger like an overprotective mother," you better not die today. If I'm going to locked in my own coffin I don't want it all to go to shit okay. After this you and I will introduce Scott to Star Wars."

He nods, gripping my forearms," don't die. I swear don't die, you can't do that to us or to Lydia. Don't try to save us by dying dumbass. Just don't be a dumbass okay. You're my best friend and don't do it! Do not try that shit!"

I laugh, jumping on him and wrapping my arms tightly around him," okay dumbass. I love you dude, so don't fuck it up either."

"I love you too Imelda," he says after a moment.

Stiles walks out after letting me go, going off and letting the next person come in.

Isaac strolls right up to me and hugs me,"if you die then I will be homeless."

I laugh, smacking his arm," cause that's what I want to hear."

"It's the truth. Isn't this the way we do this? The truth?" He questions.

I nod, laughing,"don't die doing something stupid please. And if you're going to make a move on Allison I suggest sooner rather then later."

"I suggest you don't interfere with my love life," he adds.

I scoff," or lack their of."

"Maybe it's good I get to drown you, might give me some peace and quiet," he mutters.

"Shut up and hug me already," I scoff. And he does so, Isaac pulls me into his long arms. My feet barely touch the ground as he lifts me and I stand on the tip of toes. He does this often to bug me and I know it's one of his ways to cheer me up whenever I feel particularly shitty.

"Don't die. You're one of the last people I have left," he says softly.

I nod, pulling away and smiling. Keeping a strong front on he nods and walks out slowly.

The next person waits a tad longer then expected, my fingers clenching and unclenching as their shoes gently pad over to me. Of course it would be Allison.

We smile at one another from opposing sides of the room.

"Hey," I greet her.

"Hey," she answers me back, pulling her short hair behind her ear. Her hearts beating erratically and I have no clue wether she's angry at me or not.

"Look... I'm sorry for what happened. I know that necessarily this isn't how you planned it to be but somethings are inevitable. I really have no excuse here, I get it if you're angry," I ramble on and then sigh out.

She looks at me with a smile and shakes her head. Rushing forward to grab my hands with hers and shake her head. "I'm not angry at you. I'm actually surprised at myself for being so calm if I'm being honest, I think deep down I knew you two would end up together. I mean... I see it. I see you two, Scott and I were a different. We were right for one another in that moment just like Derek and you were. Scott and you are just... you're made for another. I'm not mad, I told him to find someone else and be happy. I'm glad it was with someone I can trust to make him happy.

"Oh thank god," I breathe out with a laugh.

She laughs out, her porcelain skin changing red won't humor. "I can't believe you thought I was angry. I mean you weren't angry when you found out about Derek getting it on with out teacher so why should I be."

I laughed, shrugging my shoulder," well maybe I should have been a little more pissed considering the bitch did try to off me."

She shrugs her shoulders," probably."

Our laughs slowly dies down until we are just staring at one another and then she hugs me, my arms wrapping tightly around hers.

"Don't die," she whispers. "You cannot die, I refuse to allow it."

"Same to you sister," I smile," you die I'm pulling you right back."

We pull away, her grasping my fingers once more before nodding," I guess I'll let Scott come in here."

Scott files in soon after, looking ever more nervous then when he went into the water. He's holding something tightly in his right hand, and looking everywhere but at me.

"Hey Scotty," I speak to him.

He looks at me, like its the first time he's noticed me there and says," uhh... hey."

"What's going on in that head of yours," I laugh, watching the debate in his head.

"I brought something... I brought something for you. Something I don't think you even remember." He says, coming closer and reaching his hand out to me.

He flips my palm, holding it softly in my own and showing me exactly what it is. It's a photograph, and when I see the image my eyes start to prick with tears and a smile forms on my lips.

It was the winter formal picture his mother took of us, when we were in his room and unaware. I was holding his tie, fixing it and smiling at him. My eyes shine brightly at him as he stared down at me and his fists clenched at his side, the boyish grin on his face reminded me of the simpler times. Hours later we would be going through hell but in that moment we were just two simple teenagers, smiling at one another with sincerity.

"In this together remember?" He says after awhile, allowing me to absorb each part of the picture.

I nodded, looking at him," in this together."

I stretched up on my toes, pulling us closer and crushing the picture between our chest as I kissed him. It was once again filled with the power of a hurricane and the heat rivaling the core of earth.

"In this together always," he whispers into the kiss.

I nod, sensing the tears falling down my face as he wipes them away and hugs me, my face hiding into his neck.

"We have to do this now," I mumble.

He nods, pulling me away reluctantly.

~~~~

Deaton doesn't have much to say to me, reiterating how strong and powerful I am. His words motivate me to start undressing until I'm only in a black tank top and the thick leggings I was previously wearing.

Allison is the last person to slice open her palm and crush the mountain ash into it before I start walking to the tub.

"After this we will all be bonded to you," Deaton explains, "not until we pull you out will the connection be broken."

"So that means she will feel anything that happens to us?" Stiles asks.

"Yes, she will," Deaton nods.

I purse my lips and point my finger to everyone in the group," do me a favor and stay alive alright. No one fucking die or else I'll beat your ass in heaven for being the dumbass."

"What makes you so sure you'll be going to heaven?" Isaac asks.

I scoff, "if I do get sent to hell I'll sneak into heaven and drag you down with me."

"That's nice..." Isaac drifts off.

I forget about Isaac and look down at the tub in front of me, taking deep breaths as I lift my leg into the tub and let it sink down.

"Fucking hell," I yell, ignoring the intense feelings going up my body. Slowly I lower myself further and further, the ice cold waters locking my body up and making my teeth chatter.

"Now would be a really bad time to tell you I broke the handle on the bathroom door huh," Isaac asks.

I roll my eyes,"you dick!"

"Okay, enough fighting," Stiles cuts in," at least until after we aren't about to kill her."

"Right," I nod, my heart beating crazily and looking around as they all crowd the tub and grip a different part of my body.

"Any idea what I will see down there Doc?" I question.

"I don't know, maybe you can tell us when you come back," he says.

I nod," right well... ready when you guys are."

They all nod at one another, being careful not to look at my face. Scotts the only one who glances at me and shits his eyes as I'm plunged underneath. If I thought the water was painful when I was breathing then it's overbearing now, I can feel my lungs burning for pain. Even though I know I shouldn't be fighting them I do, I try my hardest to come back up for air. It doesn't work though, I barely move as my power grow weaker and weaker.

The once bright lights of the clinic begin to dim until I'm slowly taken captive by the darkness. The once warm hands holding me tightly slowly blend in with the freezing temperatures until I can't feel anything.

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Glad that's over with. I'm pretty sure the next chapters going to be even longer cause there is a lot of shit to get through. Holy crap I can't believe we are almost to 3B!

It's going to be cray y'all!

Question? What do you think Imelda is going to do about Kira?

I love you guys!

-Ash!💜