𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Derek runs at Jennifer in a fit of rage and Scott grabs him before he can slash her into pieces.

"Derek, no!" I warn him.

"She was trying to get out" Derek spits, glaring at her.

"I was trying to keep from getting killed. You can't blame me for that" She argues.

"If you want to show you're one of the good guys, then heal her" Stiles demands, pointing at Cora.

"Not until I'm safe" Jennifer refuses.

"I'd like to volunteer a different method of persuasion. Let's torture her. Works for me" Peter suggests.

"That's a great idea" I smirk at the pale looking woman "I'll start"

Scott grabs me and I open my mouth to argue with him when the speakers abruptly make a loud static noise.

"Um, can I have your attention?" I hear my mom's scared voice through the speakers and I freeze "Mr Deucalion- Excuse me, just Deucalion, requests you bring the woman calling herself Jennifer Blake to the E.R. reception. Do this, and everyone else can leave. You have 10 minutes."

"He's not gonna hurt her" Jennifer says.

"Shut up" Derek barks.

"He won't!" She argues "Scott, you know why. Tell them it's true"

"Scotty, what is she talking about?" I ask in confusion, my eyes watering slightly.

My brother avoids eye contact and I look at Jennifer who rolls her eyes.

"Derek's not the only one he wants in his pack" She reveals.

he wants Scott

"Deucalion doesn't just want an Alpha pack. He wants perfection. That means adding the rarest of Alphas to his ranks" She continues.

"A true Alpha" Peter realises.

"What's that?" Stiles asks in confusion.

"The kind that doesn't have to steal his power from another. One that can rise by the force of his own will" Peter explains "Our little Scott"

"It doesn't matter. We still need to get her out of here" Scott snaps.

"Scotty, but mom-" I'm cut off

"Our mom said there's one more ambulance coming in 20 minutes. And I don't think we've been here that long, so if we can get down to the garage, get to the last ambulance, we can get out of here" Scott forms a plan.

"The twins aren't gonna let us just walk out" Peter says.

"I'll distract them" Scott shrugs.

"You mean fight them" Derek corrects.

"Whatever I have to do" Scott replies.

"I'll help you" Derek states.

"Um, sorry, but I'm not going anywhere without you, Derek" Jennifer buts in.

"I'll do it" Peter huffs, surprising us all "But I'd prefer to be out there with an advantage"

"An advantage like what? You mean like a weapon?" Stiles asks curiously.

"Something better than a baseball bat" Peter retorts.

We all begin raking through the room for something Peter and Scott can use against the twins.

"Hey, wait. What about these?" Stiles suggests, holding up the defibrillator machine.

"Do you know how to use those?" Derek asks.

"Well, no" Stiles answers sheepishly.

"Put 'em down" The Hale Alpha says and Stiles does just that.

"Epinephrine?" Scott says aloud, holding a large syringe.

"That's only gonna make them stronger" I tell my brother and Peter perks up.

"How strong?" The older Hale asks.

"Very strong" I answer simply "What are you thinking?"

He takes the syringe from my brother and stabs it into his chest, making my eyes widen.

"That'll do, I guess" Stiles comments and Derek nods.

Scott and Peter head outside and Derek lifts Cora, hauling her over his shoulder. Once we hear the fighting outside, we slip out make a run for it. I take one glance at the fight before sprinting after the others all the way to the basement.

"It's still here!" Stiles yells as he throws the doors open.

We rush over to the ambulance and Stiles opens the door, climbing inside. Derek places Cora on the stretcher and I make a move to get in when Miss Blake speaks up.

"Derek, over here" She says.

Derek and I turn the corner of the ambulance and my eyes widen when I see the dead ambulance driver on the ground.

"Nope, I can't do that" I state, walking back to the back of the ambulance as they near the body.

Suddenly I hear Kali's voice and Stiles' eyes widen. He grabs me and yanks me into the ambulance, shutting the doors. All of the lights abruptly go out and Stiles makes sure the doors are shut properly before sitting down next to me.

"Okay, okay, okay. We're okay. We're all right" The boy mutters to himself.

His hand lands on mine and we both jump, looking at each other.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

"I'm fine" I nod, looking down to Cora.

"Why does it look like she's not breathing?" He asks curiously.

I jump up, leaning down to listen for her breaths but I hear nothing.

"Because she's not breathing, is she?" Stiles asks.

"No, no, no, no, no. Cora, why aren't you breathing? Goddamn it!" I curse anxiously.

"Do something!" Stiles snaps in disbelief.

"Let me breathe, Stilinski!" I huff.

"Then make her breathe!" He retorts.

I gently tilt Cora's head back, holding her chin and opening her mouth. I notice that there's nothing blocking her throat so I take a deep breath, pinching her nose and leaning down to blow into her mouth. I do it twice before laying my head on her chest, but I hear nothing so I repeat the last step again.

"Come on, Cora" I groan, blowing again.

"You can't die on me yet" I try to joke, listening to her chest.

I continue the sequence of blowing a few times before listening to her chest.

"Why isn't it working?" Stiles worries.

"Breathe, Cora" I plead, my eyes watering "Please, just breathe"

I blow once more and she gasps loudly, coughing.

"You better not do that to me ever again, you bitch" I breathe out, sitting down next to Stiles.

"That was awesome" The Stilinski boy comments and I smile.

"It was nothing" I shrug.

"At least now if I stop breathing I know you're around to bring me back" He states.

"You just want me to kiss you, dork" I tease him and he blushes bright red, looking down at his hands in his lap.

"Shut up, Natalia" He says and I grin widely, shaking my head.

We fall into a comfortable silence and I let my mind wander to my mom, my fingers twiddling in worry. Every bad outcome that I can think of possibly happening runs through my brain and I clench my jaw, hoping to keep my childish tears at bay.

"You just hold on a little longer, okay?" I hear Stiles mumble to my unconscious best friend "Trust me, if anyone's gonna get us out of this, it's Scott"

"Can't believe I just said that" He breathes out and I smile in amusement "You know, I actually used to be the one with the plan. Well, or at least a plan B"

"Now I don't know. Now I'm thinking maybe you were right. You know, maybe...Maybe we are pretty much useless. Maybe all we really do is show up and find the bodies" Stiles admits and my smile turns into a sad frown "I don't want to find my father's body"

"Stiles" I sigh, grabbing his hand and he looks at me through teary eyes "We're gonna find him, okay? And he's gonna be fine"

He nods weakly and I pull him into a hug, wrapping my arms around him. I rub his back to try and comfort him as he hides his face in my neck, his arms around me tightening a little to pull me closer.

A loud banging coming from outside the ambulance causes us to pull away from each other and look out the back window. I hear growling and the twins appear, making my eyes widen. Stiles gently puts out his arm in front of me, slowly pushing me back beside him so they won't see us.

We wait until they disappear before relaxing and I take a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair.

Stiles abruptly perks up and turns to the wall of the ambulance, leaning his ear against the cold metal.

"Stiles, what is it?" I ask and he covers my mouth with his hand, listening carefully to something I can't hear.

I pull his hand away from my mouth and he turns to the doors, my heart beat speeding up in worry as he reaches for the handle. Two figures rush forward and I jump in fright, only calming down once I recognise my brother.

"Stiles! Stiles, open the door!" Scott yells.

"Sorry" Stiles apologises, flinging the doors open.

"Help me get him in" Scott says, gesturing to the weak looking Peter that he's holding up.

Stiles pulls Peter in and he sits down on the other side of me so I'm squished in between them.

"Where's Derek and Jennifer?" Stiles asks.

"I have to go back for them and my mom" Scott answers.

"Okay, two problems. Kali's got the keys to this thing, and we just saw the twins, like, 30 seconds ago" Stiles explains and it's followed by loud bangs, probably made by said twins.

"Stay here" Scott sighs.

"Scotty, be careful" I warn him and he nods.

❦ ❦ ❦

We hear the screech of a car pulling into the garage, causing Stiles and Peter to jump up and take each end of the stretcher while I open the doors.

"All right, come on, come on, come on!" Isaac rushes us.

"I got her" Peter says, lifting Cora off the stretcher "Okay, get the door"

Isaac opens the car door and Peter puts Cora into the back seat.

"Stiles, let's go!" Isaac hollers and I turn to see the Stilinski boy looking at something in the ambulance with a distraught look on his face.

He suddenly makes a run for the door to the hospital and my eyes widen.

"Stiles!" Isaac screams.

"I got it! You get them out of here!" I shout as I chase after the boy.

"Nat, no!" Isaac protests.

"Get them somewhere safe!" I demand before rushing into the hospital.

"Stiles, slow down!" I holler and he glances back at me as I catch up to him.

"There's no time!" He argues.

We fly through a set of doors and I see Scott head for the stairs.

"Scott! Scott, wait!" Stiles yells.

We pause by the elevator and I notice Derek passed out on the floor, dread coursing through my body at the thought of Jennifer being loose again.

"Come on" Stiles says, tugging me towards the stairs.

We race up them, taking the stairs two at a time until we reach the top. I swing the door to the roof open and jog out, stopping behind Stiles.

"Scott" The boy calls out to my brother who is about to walk towards Deucalion "Scott, don't do this. Don't go to him"

"I don't know what else to do" Scott says, sounding defeated.

"No, there's- Scott, there's got to be something else, okay? We always- We always have a plan B" Stiles begs and Scott turns to us with tear filled eyes.

"Not this time" He cries.

"Scott" Stiles pleads.

"I'm gonna find your dad. I promise" My brother says to him before looking at me "And I'm gonna bring mom home"

"Scotty, please" I whimper, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Scott!" Stiles chokes out as he walks away by Deucalion's side.

"Shit!" I scream.