"Give me time to think, Bree!"

"Stiles, we don't have time to think. We have to find him! We have to find Derek. I have to find my Alpha."

"Why?"

"He would do the same for me."

"There is a ritual to find him," Dean breathed. "But it's risky... very risky."

"Bree, no!"

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Bree screamed as she sat up in her sleep. I ran down to the first level of the loft, sweats and all. "Bree, what's wrong!?"

Peter held her down first. "It's a nightmare again."

Bree screamed louder as she held her stomach and fell off her bed onto the floor.

"Bree!" I ran to her. "Wake up."

Bree's eye brows raised as she looked around with closed eyes. She seemingly looked at Peter and me and crawled away rapidly.

"Bree!"

She turned around, baring her fangs as she growled at me. "Leave me alone!"

My eyes widened as I realized she was in fear. I stood up and slowly stepped closer. "Bree."

She threw a chair at me. "Stay away!"

I blocked the chair and slowly stepped forward.

She screamed in agony again.

"Bree, listen to me."

She rolled onto her back and screamed louder and louder.

"Bree, it's just a dream. You need to wake up."

She screamed and clawed my arm. I bit my lip to keep from yelling as I held her down. "Bree, listen. It's me, Derek."

Her quick breaths slowed as she opened her eyes and looked around. I stroked her hair. "Bree... It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I would never hurt you."

Bree's wide eyes were coming back to normal. "Derek?" She sounded weak.

I sighed and kissed her forhead. "It's alright. It was just a dream."

She clung onto my arm. "I'm sorry. Everything was just--"

"Shhhhh." I stroked her hair as I held her. "It's alright. You don't have to explain."

She pulled away, and her brows furrowed at my arm. "Did I do that?"

I looked as the wound closed. "No." I shook my head. "Peter did it."

"What?" Peter furrowed his brows.

Bree let out a small laugh and I did the same.

I took a deep breath as I looked Bree over. "Are you going to be okay? This is the fourth night in a row."

Bree pursed her lips as she nodded. "Yeah. Maybe we should tie me down before I go to sleep."

"Careful. Derek's into that sort of stuff." Peter smiled.

Bree looked at me, letting out a small laugh.

I rolled my eyes as I smiled. "Let's get you to bed."

"Uhm... Derek?"

I looked at Bree.

"Can you stay by my side as I fall asleep?"

I paused, looking into her blue eyes. I smiled. "Of course."

Peter huffed. "Why not me?"

"Because you'll try to sing her to sleep, and no one wants to hear that."