Who: Derek Hale & Elena Michaels What: Worrying Where: Elena's bedroom at the Pack house When: Sunday morning Warnings: references to violence Status: closed/ongoing
Derek was having a rough couple of days. First the Pack house was attacked and Elena was injured, then Erin was attacked and injured. If it hadn't been for Liz happening by at the right time, he was fairly certain she wouldn't have survived. No one had figured out what this creature was yet, but the fact that it was clearly hunting werewolves and nearly impossible to kill was terrifying.
Since Friday night, he'd been camping out at the Pack house, partly to help take care of the injured, partly to stand guard in case the beast returned, and partly to offer support to Scott and Stiles while they waited to see how Stiles was going to handle the bite. He couldn't even be annoyed about Stiles becoming a werewolf right now because of how bad everything was. If they all survived this, there would be plenty of time for that later.
This morning, he slipped down to the kitchen to scramble a couple of dozen eggs and fry up some sausage. Thanks to Dwight, they were well stocked on food without any of them taking the risk of going out. He fixed plates for himself and Elena, leaving the rest to keep warm on the stove top, and carried it upstairs on a tray that included coffee and orange juice.
"You need to eat," he said. She was healing well from her injuries, but Derek was still going to pamper her a little.