Peter Hale (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
work_inprogress) wrote2013-08-06 01:22 am
work_inprogress) wrote2013-08-06 01:22 am
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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.
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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Klaus gave her a little bow. "Any time."
Elijah smiled a bit and nodded. "Until tomorrow."
Elijah turned to go, but Klaus lingered, eyes on Hayley. She arched an eyebrow at him. "Yes?"
"Nothing. Just...sleep well." He turned and followed Elijah down after the girls, leaving Hayley looking a little bemused before she shook it off and stood.
"Bed does sound amazing."
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"Desk." Derek motioned with a grunt as he rose to his feet, nodding at Hayley, reaching out for her hand.
Downstairs, Lydia and Allison were hugging when Elijah and Klaus emerged from the building. Allison was quick to pull back then, composing her features into a neutral mask as she looked at her friend. "You're sure that you're okay to stay here?"
"I'll be fine, I'm with Peter." Lydia replied with a grin. "And don't worry, it's a good thing." She glanced over at the men then. "Goodnight."