Daire was getting ready for school and in the middle of brushing her teeth she heard Allison squealing down the hall. Confused because Allison is usually still asleep by now. Daire spit out the toothpaste in her mouth and walked down the hall to find Allison and her mom in the guest bedroom. It took her a couple seconds to register what she just saw, her MOM is HERE. Daire stood outside of the room as Allison and Kate giggle and talk about how Allison looks like a runway model and how she should have a million boys at her disposal blah blah blah. Daire finally walked in when Allison grabs her moms bag full of weapons.

            " Hey" Daire said and joined Allison on the bed. Kate ignored her and walked into the bathroom. Typical.

" Hey, is everything okay with your car?" Allison asks bumping Daire's shoulder.

            " Uh, yeah. I just needed a jump-start. That's all" Kate replies still in the bathroom

"A jump-start?" Allison asks confused.

Looking at the clock and realizing her mom wasn't going to even acknowledge Daire's existence she got up and left for school.

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            Daire met up with Allison and Lydia in the hallway, " So you're studying with Scott?" she asked her while going up the stairs. " Or are you studying?" she asked.

" That's the same word Daire" Allison replied slowly.

            "But studying never ends with just studying" Lydia replies, " Eventually somebody cops a feel"

" So what are you two saying?" Allison asks catching up with us.

            " I'm just saying, you know, make sure he covers up." Lydia concludes.

Allison just looks more lost, " She means a condom honey" Daire told her sweet innocent cousin.

"Are you kidding? After one date?" Allison asks astounded.

            Lydia scoffs, " Don't be a total prude, give him a little taste."

"Well, I mean how much is a little taste?" Allison asks looking at the both of us.

Daire put her arms up in surrender, " Don't look at me the closest thing to a boyfriend I have is Damon Salvatore or the members of 5sos"

 Laughing she looks at Lydia, " Oh god, you really like him don't you?" She asks.

"Well, he's just different, when I first moved here I had a plan, no boyfriends till college. I just move too much. But then I met him, and he was different" Allison defends. Lydia share a look before Allison goes on, " I don't know, I can't explain it" she concludes smiling.

            " I can," Lydia says matter o factly, " Its your brain flooding with phenylethylamine"

Allison laughs, "what?"

            " She means you're in love" Daire teased.

Lydia shoves Daire. " I'll tell you what to do. When's he coming over?" she asks.

            "Right after school" Allison answers.

"Hmm" is all Lydia says as she walks away from Daire with Allison on her arm as the bell rings.

 Daire turned away from her friends and walked to her locker when she sees Derek standing in the middle of the hallway, one of his arms dripping blood underneath his jacket. " Oh God" she muttered and rushed over the werewolf.

" What do you want?" Derek snapped.

            " Damn it, did my mom shoot you?" she asked pushing her hair out of her face to get a better look at the gunshot wound.

" Why do you care, you're her daughter" He said, wincing in pain as he stood up instead of leaning against the wall.

            "  Well lucky for you she disowned me" Derek attempted to shrug away from Daire, "oh for the love of god, let me help" she sighed.

" I don't need your help" Derek replied through gritted teeth.

            " Unless you want one of the staff to make a scene about a bleeding man in the school and have my family, you know the ones that want you dead to actually finish you off, yes you do" she placed his arm around her shoulders and helped him up.

Defeated Derek just lets her walk him out of the school and into Stiles's car.

" Drive Stiles" Daire told him as she sat in the back of the jeep.

            " I hate you for this so much" Stiles tells her as he drives the three of them out of the school parking lot and into the road.

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        " Okay let me see the bullet wound" Daire told Derek reaching over and grabbing his arm. He let out a hiss of pain but doesn't pull his arm away. She moved his shirtsleeve up and took a closer look, the wound was already turning the skin around it a purple color and it was giving off a blue-ish colored gas. "Shit" she muttered.

            " What?" both boys ask me, Derek turns around to face me and she saw that his face has already begun to loose color and that he has began to sweat like he had a typical fever.

" I know what kind of bullet this is, and it just so happens that we need it and that Scott is over at my house right now with Allison so Stiles text him right now!" Daire told them as she ripped part of Derek's shirtsleeve off and wrap it around the wound hoping to slow the bleeding until they could get out of the car.

" Try not to bleed out on my seats, okay? Were almost there" Stiles asks frustrated that Scott hasn't texted him back saying that he found the bullet.

            " Almost where?" Derek asks looking like he's gonna puke at any moment.

" Your house" Stiles replies

        " What? No, you can't take me there" Derek tells him

" I can't take you to your own house?" Stiles asks

            " Not when I can't protect myself." Derek concludes.

Stiles pulls his car over, " What happens if Scott doesn't find your magic bullet? Hmm? Are you dying?"

            " Not yet, I have a last resort" Derek replies breathing heavily.

" What do you mean? What last resort?" Stiles asks exasperated.

            "Derek your wound, its starting to bleed through the cloth, Stiles start the car now" Daire told him before she began to rewrap the wound.

Stiles didn't move, " Start the car now" Derek repeats.

            " You shouldn't be barking orders right now, I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead." Stiles rants

" Start the car, or I'm going to rip your throat out with my teeth" Derek replies menacingly.

Stiles just looks at him and Daire decided to smack the back of the idiot's head like Gibbs on NCIS, " Drive Stiles". With that, Stiles starts the car and they were off on the road, again.

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"What am I supposed to do with him?" Stiles asks Scott over the phone.

 Daire was causally sitting in the back of car playing 5sos on her phone for her and Derek (mostly for her, she doesn't believe Derek has learned to appreciate the beauty that is 5sos), waiting for someone to do something proactive to help Derek because she did all she could without the bullet.

            Stiles sighs, " And by the way he's starting to smell" Derek and Daire both glare at Stiles, "Like death" He tells Scott. " What about your boss?" Stiles asks again. " Your not gonna believe where he's telling me to take you" Stiles tells Derek handing him his phone.

" Did you find it?" Derek asks, " If you don't find it, then I'm dead, all right?" he tells Scott. "Then think about this. The Alpha called you out against your will, he's gonna do it again. Next time, you either kill with him or you get killed. So if you want to stay alive then you need me. Find the bullet." And on that note Derek hangs up. And Daire is back to blasting 5sos in the jeep with both boys giving her death glares. 

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 Finally at the Animal clinic, Daire helped Derek down on some bags of dog food.

            " Does Nordic blue monkshood mean anything to you?" Stiles asked them.

" It's a rare form of wolfsbane. He has to bring Derek the bullet." she told Stiles.

            "Why" Stiles questions looking at the two of them.

"Because I'm gonna die without it." Derek tells him. Daire grabbed Derek and guided him into the back area of the animal clinic the part with the metal slabs. Stiles turns on the lights as she helped Derek remove his shirt. The wolfsbane has already begun to spread, his veins now almost black, his breathing turning heavy.

            " You know, that really doesn't look like anything some Echinacea and a good night's sleep couldn't take care of" Stiles tells them leaning against one of the metal slabs.

" Stiles, when the infection reaches his heart. It will kill him!" Daire told her idiot of a friend through gridded teeth.

            "Positivity just isn't in your vocabulary today is it Daire" Stiles replies. She turned around to see Derek rummaging through the drawers and cabinets.

" If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time, last resort" Derek begins to tell her.

            "Which is?" she prompted helping him open a drawer.

" You two are going to cut off my arm" Derek states holding a saw of some sort and all Daire could think was oh joy.

Derek hands the saw to Stiles, and turns it on and then turns it back off, " oh, my God! What if you bleed to death?" Stiles asks.

" It'll heal if it works" Derek replies with some type of rubber band in his mouth as he tries to tie it around his forearm.

            "Look, I don't know if I can do this" Stiles says chickening out.

"Why not?" Derek asks still trying to tie the things around his arm.

            "Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!" Stiles rants.

Derek drops his arm on the table, " You faint at the sight of blood?" he asks.

            " No but I might at the sight of a chopped-off arm!" Stiles exclaims.

Derek looking defeated continues, " All right, fine. How about this? Either you cut off my arm, or I'm gonna cut off your head."

            Knowing that she needed to intervene before they loose too many appendages, " How about we not cut off someone's head and we focus on trying to save your life" Daire told the boys.

Derek grabs Stiles by his shirt and pulls the kid towards him, " Oh, my God! Okay. All right, I'll do it. I'll do it." Stiles gives in. Daire grabbed the saw as Derek begins to heave and throw up black blood. " Holy god! What the hell is that?" Stiles asks disgusted.

            " It's my body, it's trying to heal itself." Derek tells him keeping his head down incase he pukes again.

" Well, it's not doing a very good job of it" Stiles tells Derek who looks like he might get sick himself. If Daire is the only one here that doesn't die, pass out or puke she's seriously going to need some relaxation time.

            "Now, Daire you gotta do it now" Derek turns to me.

She reached over to grab the saw when Scott comes in looking at the three of them as if they are crazy.  "What the hell are you doing?" Scott asked.

            Laughing Stiles takes the saw out of her hand and puts it back on the table, " oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares" He tells his best friend.

"Did you get it?" Daire asked Scott walking towards him. He hands the bullet to her and she handed it to Derek who takes it and brings it up to his face.

            "What are you gonna do with it?" Stiles asks.

" I'm gonna.." Derek begins but before he could tell them anything he passes out on the floor, and the bullet rolling away into a vent like thing. Scott runs over to try to get the bullet while she and Stiles try to wake Derek up before it's too late.  

            "What the hell are we gonna do?" Stiles asks looking up from Derek.

" I don't know, but I cant reach it" Scott replies.

        " Ah hell" Daire said as she tried slapping Derek's face to get him to wake up.

 " I think he's dead!" Stiles shouts at the two of them.

            "Just hold on!" Scott shouts back trying to grab the bullet.  "I got it I got it!!" Scott shouts running over to them.

"Please don't kill me for this" she muttered as she made her hand into a fist and punched Derek square in the face. " Ow" Daire muttered grabbing her hand as Derek wakes up.

            "Give me that," he tells Scott, who gives him the bullet. All three of them help Derek up off the floor.  Derek bites the bullet pours out the wolfsbane sets it on fire then puts it on his wound.

" Damn that's gotta hurt" Daire muttered under my breath as she watched him fall on the floor screaming.

 The wound began to disappear as well as Derek's pain, once it disappeared completely Stiles jumps up excitedly and declared that is was awesome and Daire helped Derek up.

"Are you okay?" Scott asks.

            "Except for the agonizing pain?" Derek shoots back.

" I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles mutters

            "Okay, we saved your life, which means you're gonna leave us alone. You got that?" Scott declares. Derek looks up from his arm. "And if you don't I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad, and I'm gonna tell him everything." Scott continues.

" you gonna trust them? You think they can help you?" Derek asks.

            "Why not? They're a lot freaking nicer than you are!" Scott exclaims

" No they're not Scott, My mom practically disowned me for not wanting to kill werewolves. If you tell them. I'm good as dead and so are all of you" Daire told them

            "Daire's right, and I can show you exactly how nice they are." Derek says.

"What do you mean?" Scott asks not sure where this is going and neither was Daire all she knew was that she had to get home pronto.

As soon as Derek and Scott left to go to a nursing home.. ya she has no clue either. Stiles dropped Daire off at her house. She was about to sneak in when Allison snuck out and she was on her phone. As soon as Daire knew she wasn't paying attention to her,  she snuck into the house and into her bedroom before anyone could catch her.

Hello my pretties! Hope you all had an awesome christmas with lots of fun and presesnts so here is my gift to you, a whole new chapter! Sorry if its kinda not gramtically correct ( I wrote the whole thing today and didnt want to postpone posting it) But as always please vote and comment what you think! I always love reading your comments!  Oh this is also dedicated to Stolenyouth because her 100 fic is soooooo good! you guys should definantly check it out! Talk to you beautiful people later!