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Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

It wasn't that Peter wanted to leave Scott behind, by any means, but he'd rushed back in there and the Alpha twins--who'd flipped sides just like he'd said they would--were right behind them and Cora had already stopped breathing once. So, he snarled at Isaac who could see the twins behind them and knew, if nothing else, he had a duty to his pack--of which Peter and Cora were a major part.

He floored it.

The epinephrine had burned off a little too fast, which had been embarrassing, but the adrenaline was still pumping--possibly the only thing keeping him upright, honestly. That and needing to take care of his pack...Cora hadn't regained consciousness, and he could only hope someone had found Derek.

Isaac didn't know where Scott was, didn't know if he'd gotten out, and he was shaking, but he got them back to the loft safely. Sure, the pack knew where it was, but they knew where all of them lived and where else were they going to go? Better somewhere they could sort of defend. They didn't have Ms. Blake, anyway, so why would they come after them?

When they got to the loft, Peter got Cora out of the car, lifting her with a pained wince, but when Isaac tried to take her, he snarled at the boy until he ran ahead, getting doors instead, letting them all into the loft and skidding to a bit of a halt at finding Lydia and Hayley sitting there.

Peter noticed the girls, but didn't process, moving across to get Cora on the table, somewhere they could work on her more easily than the sofa. After he got her there, he just leaned against it, head hanging down, breathing a little too hard.

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There was a glimmer in his eyes for a moment that suggested he was thinking of other things she could do for him, but honestly....he was too tired to even make the comment. "Now that the epinephrine is wearing off, I...honestly don't think I can lift my left arm any higher than my shoulder, nevermind the torso twist to pull it off. So, if ican get my right arm up and you pull it off, we can work it down the left?

He hated showing that much weakness, but...he really didn't think he could manage.

Hayley shrugged a bit again. "I'm ok. Worried about Derek, and I hope they get everyone back safe, but...I've never met them, you know? I want them to be safe because they're people who have people who love them, and those people matter to you guys, and you guys...matter to me." Her smile is wry. "So, I'm probably more ok than most, being removed from it a bit." She shook her head. "Elijah and Klaus will be fine."

Lydia recognized the glimmer in his eyes and she smirked a bit more just because she knew exactly what he was thinking but now wasn't the time nor the place. Nodding her head slowly as he came up with an idea, she eyed him almost like he were a puzzle. "Or you could just use your claws to take the shirt off?"

Yes, she knew he was going to hate that.

"I don't know them either." Cora replied with a shake of her head, wondering if she should feel bad about that but then she shrugged. "But I do know Scott and Stiles, and they've tried to help me a few times." She had to admit that much. "And I know what it's like to have your family taken from you and I don't want that for them."

She wasn't sure how much Hayley knew about what happened to the Hales.

Peter mustered up an offended look. "I like this shirt." With an expectant look, he raised his right arm to go with his plan.

Hayley nodded, her gaze dropping and a faint frown forming. She knew some of what had happened, but it wasn't like it was Derek's favorite topic. However, she definitely knew what it was like to lose your family. "Yeah, no. I wouldn't wish that on anyone," she murmured.

Lydia bit back a smile as she leaned down to help him then, keeping her movements gentle as she helped to ease the shirt off over his head and off from the left.

Cora looked away to the window, hearing Hayley's response as she nodded. "Neither would I." So she was hoping, for the boys' sake, that they got the parents out before they died for a cause that wasn't their own.

He still winced a couple of times, then glanced down with a grimace at his left side with was an appalling shade of black and blue. "...well, that explains that..." He still wasn't worried, it would heal, but he didn't like the look of it.

There wasn't a whole lot else to say, and Hayley wasn't sure she should even try. But she didn't really want to leave the girl and both of them wait alone.

"So...why is Peter so much more hurt? I didn't see any significant gashes..." She kept her voice low, but she really was curious.

"Peter." Lydia blanched at the sight of the dark bruise on his side, concerned as she reached down to touch his side. "I don't think you're healing at all." Or maybe she was just scared that he wasn't.

Cora looked up at the question as if surprised though why would she? It wasn't like they talked about what had happened. "It's because he hasn't fully recovered from being dead." She murmured, keeping her voice soft as well.

"I think it's just trying to deal with the adrenaline crash first," he tried to reassure her, though, really...it was the first time he'd been hurt since coming back. Maybe he didn't heal as easily anymore.

That was a disturbing thought.

Hayley blinked and stared. "...Oh. That's,..a neat trick?"

"What if you have internal bleeding?" Lydia demanded, stepping back to state at him again.

Cora looked briefly amused by Hayley's reaction. "Yeah. From my understanding, Derek killed him and buried him but somehow Peter used Lydia who then used Derek to bring him back."

"I'm pretty sure based on that glorious color spectrum, something's bleeding," Peter said dryly. "But it will heal."

It had to.

Part of Hayley wanted to ask why Derek had killed a family member, but she bit that back, not sure she wanted to know. So, she went with the Lydua angle. "She does seem...pretty devoted to him, I guess..."

Lydia shot him a look at the dry tone before turning away abruptly with a huff, closing her eyes briefly as she tried to regain control of her emotions. She was going to blame it on the headache and the pills as well as just generally being scared for him.

Cora nodded, still watching. "Mates usually are."

He reached out for her with his right arm, tugging her into him more. "Come here..."

One eyebrow arched, but Hayley just nodded a little, remembering Peter and Derek's conversation when they'd discovered Lydia there. "I've heard that. I guess I'm just not used to seeing it."

Chris would have been amused under other circumstances, but things were too serious right now. "If you ever want to learn..." He shrugged. He'd be willing to teach him, though he didn't see Stiles becoming a hunter, obviously. But if he was going to keep running with wolves, he should know how to protect himself.

Klaus did as he was instructed, cutting the lights out. He glanced at her bow appraisingly, before nodding. "Nice piece."

Elijah nodded, gaze flickering around trying to sense where the power lines lay, but that was a sense Esther had cut off when she turned him. Somehow, old instincts, human ones, died hard, it seemed. "Meet back here in five minutes."

Lydia allowed him to tug her back against him as she closed her eyes with a little sigh.

"I did, a long time ago." Cora muttered softly.

"I'm going to be okay," he told her quietly, lifting her hand to his lips to press a kiss to it. "I promise." His lips curved in a little smile. "And see--I came back, just like I promised."

Hayley frowned a bit, glancing down, then back at the girl. "Your family...?"

Stiles looked over in surprise again. "Really?"

"Thank you." Allison glanced at Klaus again as she reached back to grab her quiver of arrows. Then she was opening her door to climb out of the car, slinging the strap over her body so the quiver sat against her back. As she turned, he could see the ring daggers strapped to her side as well. "Let's go."

Derek nodded his head, motioning for Isaac to follow him. "In five." He took off again.

Chris shrugged. "If you want. Might as well learn if you're going to keep hanging around them." He didn't want to think about there being a day Stiles might need it, but.

Klaus looked over the weaponry, almost amused, but also impressed, but nodded. "Lead the way."

Isaac did as he was told, moving with Derek as the vampire seemed to melt into the shadows in a blur.

Stiles didn't want to think there would be a day too where he would need to defend himself but it had already happened once or twice and he knew it would be better if he knew what to do. "Sure."

Allison nodded, motioning for Klaus to follow as she started forward, walking slowly as she opened her senses to her surroundings. When she felt the energy in the air change, she stopped. "I think we're nearby."

Derek skirted the edge of the Nemeton, slowing as he reached the spot where he had separated from Elijah and then he was glancing back at Isaac. "Did you feel anything?"

Lydia gave him a bit of a look when he told her that he was going to be okay but she was certainly breathing easier knowing that he was okay for the moment. "I know." She leaned up finally to kiss him. "Thank you for keeping your promise."

Cora paused, tilting her head. "How much has Derek told you about our family?"

Peter kissed her softly, fingers stroking lightly over her cheek. "I will always come back to you."

Even death wouldn't stop that, but he didn't say that right now.

Hayley shook her head a little. "Not a whole lot. That there was a fire and that they died."

Chris nodded a bit. "All right." He was silent for the rest of the drive, parking when they reached their designated spot. "We have to walk the rest of the way in."

Klaus paused when she did, head tilting and he closed his eyes for a moment. A shiver ran over his skin and he nodded. "I'd say so."

Isaac shifted a little from foot to foot. "Maybe...I don't know. My skin's tingling and I feel like my hair's all on end, but...that could just be everything that's happened tonight.

Lydia's eyes drifted closed as he promised her again that he would always come back to her. For a girl who was constantly left aside and more alone than people realized, she shivered at the vow while it moved her more than she could show. Leaning up into him, she kissed him back again.

"It was hunters." Cora replied evenly though it was an effort. "They set fire to our house with everyone trapped inside, adults and children. Peter, Derek and our sister Laura escaped." Clearly she had too.

Stiles was quiet too, focused on the hope that they were close to where his father and Scott's mother were but, at the same time, it also felt like too much to hope for. Glancing over when they finally parked, he tried not to look nervous as he nodded. "Okay."

"What do you feel?" Allison asked softly, looking around.

Derek shook his head a bit as Isaac explained what it was he felt. "No, that's magic."

He didn't know just how tight their bond was, but he knew it was enough to transcend death once. It undoubtedly would do it again. His fingers tangled lightly in her hair, massaging more than pulling, and he nipped lightly at her lower lip. "I am kind of dying for a shower. Do you want to join me?"

Hayley paled a little her heartbeat speeding up in a flare of fear. Hunters that went after werewolves weren't really something she was used to and she'd failed to put actual realization of just...what the Argents were. "Why..? Why would anyone do that?"

Chris got out of the car and moved to the back, pulling out his guns and a crossbow both, making sure the clips were fully loaded and he had bolts, before handing Stiles the tire iron he'd promised. "It won't break as easily as the bat."

Klaus shifted uneasily, shaking his head. "It's a kind of ward, I think, trying to make people not want to come this direction, maybe?"

"So, we're at the right place," Isaac said quietly.

Lydia didn't know how strong their connection was either or how it would work for them in the future but she nodded as she tried to focus on the future. "Sure." She nipped back. "If only to make sure you don't pass out in the shower."

"Because the woman who did it was a psycho." Cora was glad that Kate Argent was dead and she wasn't going to apologize for that. If she had been able to, she would have killed the bitch herself.

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