Derek Hale (iamthealpha) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-10-18 22:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | derek hale, lydia martin |
Who: Derek and Lydia,
What: Looking (and finding) Lydia
When: Tonight after Lydia wanders away from the Nemeton
Where: The woods
Warnings: ANGST
Instead of locking himself up in solitary with the rest of the pack, Derek had joined Cora and her friend Peter outside. It had been Cora's idea to accompany him during his transformation, because she claimed that the kid went through some sort of different transformation than them so he couldn't be inside the prison, and Derek being his overprotective brother self refused to let her be outside alone. He trusted his sister to find her anchor now, find something to keep her safe during the full moon, but he didn't trust others around her. And this kid, this Peter? Derek didn't know him long enough to trust him with his sister, especially when it was some transformation that he hadn't even heard about. Thankfully Cora hadn't disagreed in his company, and at sunset the three of them walked out towards the forest so that Peter could transform.
As they walked, Derek didn't talk. Throughout the whole day he had barely spoken a single word, his messages primarily done through the net. Because what he had told Laura and Lydia had been the truth - he was tired. He was exhausted, and weary, and he didn't feel like doing much. It didn't help that the wounds from the fight healed slower than usual, considering they were done by an alpha and Derek was in the worst kind of mental frame of mind; the wounds kept bleeding until the morning, but Derek hadn't cared. After he had almost broken down in front of Lydia once they were alone in their cell, he had moved to lay down and hadn't moved from his spot until Abigail had messaged him.
Hide and heal. His family had grown up with that mentality whenever something big happened, and facing Peter had dragged Derek into a pit of darkness that he couldn't find the way out of. Not when it was filled with guilt and insecurities. Not when there was rage and hurt that ran so deep that it made the physical pain feel like nothing, and Derek had just felt too hollow to even think. He just wanted to sleep. He just wanted to hide.
He just wanted to disappear.
When it was apparent that the world wasn't going to swallow him up whole, though, and that the full moon was still coming, Derek met up Cora and her friend at the gate. His guess was that she was still not happy with him after leaving on his own to face their uncle, but Derek couldn't offer any kind of apology. Not when he had felt like he had done it, even if it had gotten him nowhere and had left him so fucking empty, but thankfully Cora didn't turn him away. If the other kid noticed or felt anything strange between them, he didn't say anything; he seemed to be busy with his own problems and looking anxious. Derek could feel it coming off of him in waves, so he just watched him. As he undressed behind some bushes, and then he watched the change that Cora had talked about. The shock of seeing his skin essentially tear apart to make way for an actual wolf to come out and eat the human skin it had just shed was enough to make Derek's hollow expression shift slightly, but Pete didn't move to attack them. The black wolf that he turned into watched them, as if measuring them up, before he began trotting away with them in tow.
By nightfall Derek wasn't sure how long they had been walking around, stopping every once in a while as Pete sniffed around the forest, and that was when it happened. There was some shift in the air, as if the air was filled with electricity that went over them in a wave, and the three of them paused as he and Cora shared a look. What the fuck had that been? Lydia's words suddenly rang in his ears, how she had told him that she had been sleepwalking and had dug up three graves, and a sinking feeling began taking over. Cora must have noticed, because she was watching him as if waiting for him to say what she already knew he was thinking about. "I need to go and check what happened. If something comes up, go back to the prison. Immediately, got it?"
Cora barely nodded before Derek began running, already digging out his phone from his pocket. The pull of the moon was heavy, and Derek could feel it in his bones even worse than usual. It was probably the fact that he had been in shitty physical condition after the fight, but he held onto his anchor as much as he could.
And then he stopped cold. Allison was missing. And...
No. No. Pocketing his phone again, Derek let his enhanced senses take over, even if it meant risking the wolf taking over completely and endangering someone else if they got in his way. His anchor tonight became something else, though, and it was helping him in keeping enough control and also pushing forward - he needed to find Lydia. He needed to make sure she was okay. Lydia became his anchor, in every sense of the word this night, and he moved through the forest as if he was going to tear the trees down if necessary so that he could find her. His heart felt like it kept sinking in his chest, because all he could imagine were worst case scenarios, but no. She had to be okay. She had to be, because...
No. She had to be.
The scent of blood caught his attention suddenly, especially since he could smell Allison and Stiles and Scott, but it was Lydia's scent what caught his attention immediately and he moved through the forest as if he was possessed and his only mission was to get to her. In every sense of the word, that was basically what he needed - he needed to find her. He needed to get to her and, as she finally came into view, he used his anchor to shift back to himself. His senses dulled slightly as they normally did whenever he let the human features take over the wolf on a full moon, but it didn't matter. He didn't need them, because the woman he had needed to find was suddenly in front of him, and she wasn't okay. She was so far from okay that it chilled him to his very core. "Lydia? Hey, beautiful." It was a failed attempt to try to get her attention, but she seemed so out of it. So...
No. No, she was not okay.
Reaching for her, his voice softened. "Baby, what happened?"