Kelsey's POV

Once myself, Scott and Stiles arrived at Derek's place, Isaac seemed to have noticed that I was in pain and immediately took me to the ER. So now Isaac and I are waiting in the waiting room for someone to come see me. I didn't really want to leave Erica, but Scott told me to go.

"Kelsey." I hear mom call. Looking up, I see her standing outside a room.

"Coming." I say standing up from my seat as I let go from Isaac's hand. "Wait here, I won't be long." I tell him, before walking in the direction of the room mom walked in.

As I entered the room, mom patted the bed that was covered in that blue tissue kind of marital, to sit down. "How did you break your hand?" Mom asked as she looked at my X-Ray.

Oh god, my fingers are literally crushed. "Uh well, we were stacking books in the library, and then one of the books dropped on my hand...it was one of those big cat 101 books." I lie. I hope she buys it.

"Right. Why were you stacking books?"

"We had detention, but I didn't do anything wrong." It's true, I didn't do anything wrong, just at the wrong place at the wrong time again. Mom wraps the wet warm plaster roll around my mind arm to my hand carefully, before gently squeezing out the excess water.

"So, who's the boy waiting outside? Is he your boyfriend?" Mom says all of a sudden. "Mom!" I yell. This is not the right time or place to talk about boyfriends or what not.

"What? Is he just one of those, oh what do you kids call it these days, friends with uh, benefits?" Oh my god, did she really just say that. This is so embarrassing.

"Mom stop!" I demand, but she continues to talk.

"Have you been having sex? Because if you are, you need to be careful. I don't want a baby popping out of you just yet." She laughs, but at the same time has a serious tone.

"Oh my god, mom!"

"Well are you? You can tell me darling." She says as she lightly puts pressure on the plaster, pushing it down. "No we're not, and yes I will be careful if we do." I tell her.

"If we do? What does that mean? Do you like him?"

"What?"

"Do you like him?" She asks again. Do I like Isaac, yes. Is he hot, triple yes. Do I like him more than a friend, maybe. "I uh, I don't know." I reply.

Mom continues to mold the wet plaster onto my arm as she gently adds another two layers of wet warm plaster roll onto my arm. I'm so glad it's my left hand that's broken and not my right, because otherwise I wouldn't be able to do any writing at school.

"Okay, now that's done, you have to wait 30 minutes to let the plaster dry properly. Do you want me to call your friend in?" Mom asks. Oh great, 30 minutes is too long. "Yes, and mom, his name is Isaac."

"Isaac, what a lovely name." She mumbles to herself before leaving the room.

***

After a chaotic day at school, Derek drove me and Isaac to the animal clinic where we'd meet Scott and Deaton. Apparently Deaton might have something that can help save or kill Jackson. The good thing about Derek's car, is that it can fit my motorbike in his boot.

Which is good because I left in the school parking lot yesterday. Plus I can't ride it again until my hand is fully healed. I'm just thankful no one stole it.

Getting out the car, Derek knocks on the door. "What's he doing here?" Scott asks Derek as he unlocks the door, noticing Isaac. "I need him." Derek replies, walking into the room first, followed by Isaac the me.

Hmm, I haven't been to this clinic in ages. I think the last time I was here, Stiles and I nearly had to cut off Derek's arm. Oh the memories. "I dont trust him."

"Yeah, well he doesn't trust you either." Isaac says to Scott in third person. Maybe I can say something too, "Kelsey doesn't like you two not trusting each other." I tell them. "And Derek really doesn't care," Derek begins. "Now where's the vet, is he going to help us or not?"

Then out of nowhere, Deaton appears from a room. "That depends, your friend Jackson, are we planning to kill him or save him?" He asks. Hmm, well Jackson is annoying and he won't stop killing until the deed is done, so he's probably better off being killed. But then again, if there's a chance he can go back to his normal dick self, then I guess maybe it could be an option we can consider.

Derek said for Jackson to be killed, while Scott told Deaton to save Jackson. But he weird thing is, they bother said it at the same time.

Scott turned to look at Derek. "Save him." Before looking back in Deatons direction. "Save him." Scott repeated. I guess we're saving Jackson then, oh well.

Deaton opens the little gate for us to walk into the room he came from, before setting out a tray of bottles. Isaac goes to pick up bottle, but Derek grabs his wrist to stop him. "Watch what you touch." Derek tells him, making me giggle a little.

Oh Isaac is such a little kid; curious about everything. Deaton takes one of the bottles from the tray. Hmm, I wonder what's inside? Isaac budges me to the side little as he leans over the table. "So, what are you? Some kind of witch?" Oh my god, did Isaac really just ask that?

"No, I'm a veterinarian," Deaton replies as he puts down the bottle back in the tray. "Unfortunately, I don't see anything that's going to be an effective defense against a paraliyic toxin." Deaton tells us. Great, how else are we going to kill him -I mean save him. "We're open to suggestions." Derek puts out.

"What about an effective offense?" Isaac suggests.

"We already tried. I nearly took its head off, and Argent emptied an clip into it but thing just gets back up." Derek tells us. Oh right, well that's just weird as fuck, doesn't the Kanima die?

"Has it show any weaknesses?" Deaton asks.

"Well one, it can't swim."

Deaton raises his eyebrow. "Does that go for Jackson as well?"

"No, he's the captain of the swim team." I tell him. "Essentially you're trying to catch two people." Deaton tells us before turning round to get something out of the draws, before walking back to the table, holing some sort of round pendent or coin.

"A puppet and a puppeteer," He begins, putting the pendent coin looking object onto the table. "One killed the husband, but the other had to take care of the wife, do we know why?"

"I don't think Jackson could do it. His mother died pregnant too, she was maybe murdered, I think he couldn't let the same thing happen to someone else." Scott answered.

"How do you know it's not part of the rules? The kanima kills murders, if Jackson kills the wife, then the baby dies too." Isaac says, looking in Scott's direction.

"Does that mean your father was a murder?" Scott asks Isaac. Isaac looks down at the table. "Wouldn't surprise me if he was."

That's really sad. It must be hard for Isaac to talk about his father. Even though his dad beat the shit out of him every night and locked him in the freezer, Mr. Lahey was the only family Isaac had left. Now he was no one.

Deaton looked up with wide eyes. "Hold on, the book says they're bonded right. What if the fear of water isn't coming from Jackson but from the person controlling him. What if, someone that effects the kanima,"

Deaton pauses as he spreads what looks to he mountain ash around the rounded pendent. "Also effects it's master." Deaton finishes.

"Meaning what?" Isaac and I say in sync.

"Meaning we can catch them. Both of them." Scott announces.

***

School finally came to an end, and now I can finally get my outfit on for tonight. Erica managed to get me a ticket for the secret show, which I'm extremely excited for. It's going to be my first ever proper rave, that's not a gay club.

Everyone's going to be there and it's going to be amazing!

Scott and Stiles took ages to get their tickets, but apparently Isaac beat some kid to give him tickets for them, which is good. Well, I mean not good because he beat someone up, I mean good that he got Scott and Stiles tickets.

Apparently Matt asked Allison to go with him, and she said yes. But Scott knows and he's not mad, so I guess that's okay. Scott only thinks it's good idea because that way if Allison's parents see Allison with Matt, then they'll get off Scott's back.

Damn, It's so hard to choose what to wear, oh my god! I don't want to wear something slutty, but I don't want to look like nun. Maybe I'll just wear a black low cut t-shirt with my high wasted denim shorts that Erica bought me.

But what shoes do I wear? My black high heel wedges, or my black heeled ankle boots? Hmmm decisions decisions.

I think I'll just go with my black heeled ankle boots.

After two hours of showering, getting dressed, curling my hair and putting on my make-up, I was finally ready to go. And just in time too, Derek's car pulled up on the driveway.

Running down the stairs, I open the door to see Isaac standing there, and Derek waiting in the car with Erica and Boyd. Isaac turns round to notice I've opened the door. "Wow. You look um, wow." He says looking me up and down, scratching the back of his head.

"Thanks." I blush.

"Are you uh, ready to go?" He asks.

"Yeah." I reply, before locking the door.

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Sorry for the short chapter, I know not much happen...which I'm also really sorry for. But anyway, tell me what thought about it.

Just to let you know, I wrote the majority of this when I was stuffed from my dinner at Nando's with my friends. So if there's a few spelling mistakes, I'll take care of it as soon as I can.

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