The Guardians

Derek
We watch as Stacy storms off. I shoot Stiles a glare before going back to trying to figure out a plan to get us out alive.

"Aren't you worried about Stacy?" Peter asks me. "She is wanted by the Alphas."

"What do they want with her?" Scott asks, looking at me with a menacing look; or an attempt at one.

"She was never meant to be my Guardian," I reply," she was meant to be Deucalion's. That's why they want her."

"They won't kill her, will they?" Stiles asks, guilt hidden in his voice.

"She thinks they will," Peter answers. "She betrayed them by going to Derek. Betrayal equals an instant death sentence."

"And you're not worried about her?" Scott snaps, "I thought she was your best friend."

"Your cousin has been around werewolves all her life," I begin to explain, "she's one of the few humans that can take on an Alpha. She can talk her way out of a fight with one. If anything, I'd be worried about the bloodshed that'll happen if anyone messes with her."

"You think she can handle herself against your psycho girlfriend?" Stiles asks, "because that's who she's going after."

"She's dealt with worse..." I mutter before going back to finding a way to get Cora out of here.
Stacy

"Why are you such a bitch towards Kate?" Derek growls after I warn him about his girlfriend; a girl I don't trust at all.

"I don't trust her, Der." I reply, "call it female intuition."

"Or you're just jealous." He counters, earning a scoff from me.

"Yes I'm so fucking jealous of that whore!" I exclaim, "I want you all to myself and I'll stop and nothing to get you." Rage fills my veins as I continue to look at the werewolf in front of me. "Are you that wrapped up in yourself that you think everyone wants you? Because you're nothing. You don't even act like my friend anymore.

"You're just a piece of ass to her, you know that? Nothing but a pretty---" before I can finish my sentence, Derek grabs me by my throat and throws me up against the wall; blue eyes glaring right at me.

"Take it back!" He growls as his grip tightens around my throat; my vision starts to black out a bit as I claw at his hand.

"The truth hurts doesn't it." I choke out. Derek's only response was to throw me up against another brick wall, breaking one of the few really good pictures of us. "What are you going to do, kill me?" I cough as my vision begins to blackout even more. "Are you seriously going to kill your best friend over a fucking girl?" Derek must sense the calmness in my voice; my acceptance of death. His looks softens and he slowly turns back to his human form. He lets go of my neck, leaving a hand print I'm sure. He looks at me and just shakes his head, punching a hole in the wall as he walks away...

"He would have never believed you, would he?" A female voice says behind me. I turn around and see Jennifer, the Darach, standing behind me half in the shadows.

"If I was the one that told him about, about what you are; he would still be under your spell." I reply. "That's why I had Scott and Stiles tell him. He would have just brushed it off as jealousy otherwise."

"Yet here you are, helping him once again even if he doesn't trust you or your judgment; why is that?"

"I'm not helping him, I'm helping the pack." I correct her, earning a smirk from her.

"Same thing." She chuckles, "the pack is just your excuse. You don't care what happens to them, only Derek."

"That's not true," my voice cracks, "I care about what happens to the others."

"When are you going to stop lying to yourself? You're not a Guardian for Scott's sake or anyone else's. You're a Guardian because of Derek. You'd put your neck on the line for him and him alone, why?"

"Love." I reply in a small voice before looking at her. "Unlike you, I actually feel something for Derek. I'm not here to use him or get what I want. You know, you're not the first psychotic bitch to use him. Kate Argent was the first and look what happened to her."

"Are you threatening me?" She asks, her eyes growing dark.

"I'm just saying, things don't end well for people that get involved with Derek Hale." A smirk forms on my lips, "I'd be worried if I was you. You already pissed off the pack by taking the Sheriff. If anything happens to him, they're going to be coming for blood..." With that I just walk away into the shadows of the hospital...