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

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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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"Mistletoe." Stiles blinked as he suddenly looked up at them. "Deaton gave Scott powdered mistletoe. He threw some of it on Miss Blake and it seemed to...slow her down." He glanced around at everyone. "It also showed her true face, so maybe it kind of screwed her up for a second or two. If we have enough of it..."

"That's a good idea." Allison nodded. "But where are we going to get it?"

"I don't know. Lydia, did your scream bother her?" Stiles glanced over at the redhead who blinked a bit at being put on the spot.

"No." Her eyes darted to the vampires as she shifted a bit closer to Peter. "And i really don't think it works that way." She wasn't sure she could scream like that on will. At lest now with the same effect.

"Lydia's not going anywhere," Peter said. Not angry, not snapping, but simply matter-of-fact. "She shouldn't even be out of bed." And the angry bruise darkening around her throat made him want to kill things whenever he saw it. "Clearly her scream didn't stop Ms. Blake from attempting to kill her earlier tonight, so I doubt it would do much now except incapacitate us."

Elijah gave the girl another look, but he'd heard the scream, too, knew what he'd heard. "They're right." He glanced at Stiles with sympathy. "It doesn't work that way. If we could get the mistletoe, it might help, but I don't want to risk poisoning the wolves by accident. With all of us, I think we've got enough of an advantage. While stopping her for good is clearly something we want to do, our priority is saving your father and Ms. McCall. The five of us should be able to slow her down enough for that."

Klaus snorted. "Please, Elijah. The only reason we didn't kill her at the hospital was because we needed her alive to find the sheriff. Once we've done that..." He shrugged, his smile sharp. "I'm hungry."

The firm way Peter said she wasn't going anywhere should have made Lydia bristle in annoyance but she didn't. It was honestly kind of nice to be with someone who wanted to protect her and she smiled just a bit, moving to his side finally as she reached for his hand. "I'll stay here with the others."

Stiles made a bit of a face but he just nodded as Elijah reassured him that they could all handle the Darach. He still wasn't so sure but he hadn't seen the vampires in action either. "Okay."

Allison was going to say something then but Cora's voice cut through again from where she was now sitting up on the table. "Do it." She told Klaus before looking at the rest of them. "Stop her before she can kill anyone else."

"She does need to be stopped." Allison added then with a nod, keeping her features neutral before glancing at Peter. "We just need the map and then we'll get going."

Peter squeezed Lydia's hand, then let go solely to finish the map and hold it out for Allison. He didn't trust his legs to stand, honestly.

Chris was back to watching him warily, and had frowned a little at Klaus's comment--sending his daughter off with a vampire was bad enough. A hungry one...

Elijah seemed to read his thoughts, and amusement quirked his lips. "Do try to wait for the darach, Niklaus. Don't eat the huntress."

Klaus flashed him a grin, then bowed a bit in Cora's direction. "Consider it done."

Hayley rolled her eyes and rested her forehead on Derek's shoulder a moment. "Be careful, okay?" She looked to Elijah. "You get them all home."

Elijah gave her a half smile, before Klaus interjected, "Don't worry, little wolf. We won't let anything happen to your playmate."

It was Hayley's turn to move in a blur, faster than the eye could track, grabbing something heavy off of the table and hurling it at Klaus's head with enough force to probably have killed him if he were human. Or if he hadn't caught it. He tossed it back to her with a wink, and reached for Allison's elbow, tugging her toward the door. "Come on, huntress. Let's go kill your English teacher."

Derek remained silent as he seemed to ignore the whole exchange or maybe it was simply because his mind was somewhere else. Going back 'there' was something he had been working to avoid ever since that night and now that he knew it had helped get Jennifer to where she was now? Yes, he wasn't enjoying the idea.

Turning his head, he brushed a kiss against Hayley's forehead before drawing away to head for the door, nodding for Isaac to follow.

Allison had arched a brow at the mention of feeding on her and she shot Klays a dark look before glancing at her Dad. "Be safe." She murmured as Klaus pulled her out after she had grabbed the map from Peter.

Watching them all go, he looked at Chris. "Why does this feel like its such a bad idea?" He muttered.

Isaac stared at Hayley and swallowed, then followed Derek hurriedly. Elijah moved and kissed her cheek and gave her a sympathetic look--Klaus regularly tried his patience, too. "I'll bring him back safe, sweetheart. I promise." Then he followed the two wolves.

Chris shook his head at Stiles. "Because we're going off to face down a dark druid with a group of wolves and vampires who probably have their own agenda and absolutely nothing to gain from keeping us alive?" He made a face. "But let's go get your dad and Melissa. They can fight it out with the teacher."

Peter waited until they were all gone to finally let himself settle back on the sofa, closing his eyes. "Why does Derek not have a TV? How are those of us not inclined to constant brooding supposed to entertain ourselves here?"

Stiles stared at Chris as he explained exactly why this felt like it was going to go bad and then he nodded, moving to follow. "Let's just hope it works."

Lydia was quiet as Peter complained about the lack of a television, a faraway look in her eyes as she watched Stiles and Chris leave. She had the strongest urge to follow suddenly and that realization caused a shiver to run down her spine as she closed her eyes and forced herself to turn away. "You need to rest. Both of you." She looked at Cora as well.

Cora made a face but she wasn't going to argue as the vampire blood had helped but she still felt drained.

Allison led Klaus towards her car which Isaac had borrowed. "Here, you can take the map." She held it out to Klaus. "I'll drive."

Stepping outside, Derek looked over at Elijah. "Do you want to go on foot or do you want to take my car?"

Chris nodded and led the way down to his car. "We're going to get them back, Stiles."

Klaus arched an eyebrow at the huntress, but took the map. "Yes, let's give the person with no reference point for anything on it the map...."

Elijah tilted his head, studying Derek and Isaac. "I can get there faster on foot, but we need the others before we go in, so it doesn't really matter. If we get there first, I suppose we can do some scouting, though..."

"I just hope they're alive when we do." Stiles muttered hollowly.

Allison tried not to get exasperated as she turned to face Klaus. "What? Do you want to drive?"

Derek thought about it, glancing at Isaac before his eyes went red. "Let's run then."

Chris really hoped so, as well, and he reached out to squeeze the boy's shoulder before getting in the car. Working with the pack might not be his favorite thing ever, but Melissa and the sheriff were innocent, good people. Saving them was something he could get on board with, fully.

"I think that might be best," Klaus said, holding out the map back to her.

Isaac nodded, because running and not thinking sounded like a good idea right now.

Elijah waved a hand. "Lead the way. I'll be right behind you." He didn't know where they were going, after all, and that would also let him adjust his pace to theirs.

Derek nodded before taking off rather quickly with a growl. Maybe they weren't nearly as fast as the vampires but he'd been know to outrun cop cars during a chase and so he wasn't worried about being slow as they ran in the direction off the Nemeton.

Allison was passing over the keys when the three went flying by and she turned slightly to watch them speed by and then she was looking at Klaus. "I can't run that fast." She informed him.

Isaac ran after Derek, doing his best to keep up with his Alpha and not think too much about Scott. This first, then they could tell Scott there was no reason to stay with Deucalion. That his mom was safe.

Elijah smiled a little and ran after them, kind of really hoping the Darach fought back, just so he might get to kill her. Though, probably, if so, he'd let Klaus do the honors. Maybe that would help him.

Klaus looked after his brother, then gave her a grin. "Which is why we have the car..."

"Do you have a bat?" Stiles asked when he got into Papa Argent's vehicle, glancing around.

Allison nodded as she turned back to Klaus, completely serious. "True. There goes my idea of putting you in the backseat though." And she remained serious for about two seconds before an actual smile twitched at the corners of her mouth and her eyes sparkled with almost impish amusement as she ducked down to get into the passenger side of her car.

Chris gave him a strange look. "Uh, no. But there's probably a tire iron back there. No other weapons for you until you can show me you know how to use them properly." He's not going to have a teenage boy shoot someone through with an arrow--or a bullet--by accident.

Amusement looked good on her, and Klaus smiled for a moment before climbing into the driver's seat, adjusting it, then turning the car on and pulling out, following Chris. "I assume we're going to break off from them, eventually...let me know where."

Stiles narrowed his gaze a bit and then he sighed. "Allison told you about the crossbow incident, didn't she?"

Allison watched Klaus as he adjusted the seat. "Sorry, you're a lot taller than I am." And she had always figured she was pretty tall. Then she was wondering what the heck she was doing apologizing to him. Turning her attention away from him, she cleared her throat as she tried to maintain some sort of professionalism as she nodded. "I'll let you know." She confirmed.

Derek was not surprised they were first and he slowed down to a near job and then a stop in the middle of a bunch of trees, looking back at Isaac and Elijah. "We're close." He kept his voice soft, knowing they could hear.

Chris gave him a bit of a smile and shrugged. "I heard."

Klaus wondered why she was apologizing for something like that, at least, but he just nodded, staying close to Chris ahead of them, mentally gearing up for the fight--trying to remember if there was anything Druids were likely to be able to do that witches couldn't. Killer migraines, sucked, but very few witches he'd ever met had been able to take out more than one vampire at a time--and never for long. It also took all their concentration, so someone else could take them out.

Isaac was on edge, looking around and trying to scent the air for something familiar. Elijah nodded at Derek, and felt a shiver run down his spine. Magic in the air.

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