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Dawn Summers ([personal profile] ooglyboogleys) wrote in [community profile] thepicketfencecliche2014-11-14 07:33 pm

canon au } { post-322: devoid, of deals and close calls



Derek: [and moving on to Dawn and Derek because stupid fly got into his body through his bullet wound]

Dawn: [so he and Argent are clearly having a moment, but the door to the apartment is open when she gets there, and she rushes inside, bat in hand. She doesn't know what she's going to do exactly, but she knows what she's not going to do and that's going to let Derek kill Argent. So when she follows the voices to the room, she kicks open the door with way too much noise as she takes in the situation] ... How the hell did you get here?! [she doesn't sound surprised, just a little gobsmacked, considering his condition]

Derek: [playing with a lighter. Careful Dawn, the room smells like lighter fluid] Amazing what a little motivation for revenge will do. [he has the crazy eyes going on]

Dawn: [yeah, she notices. And with what she's heard about Isaac and the twins, she's willing to bet this is the same thing. She waits until the lighter closes, before giving him a sympathetic look] Sorry, honey. [and with that she swings hard, looking to catch him in the head before he can light it again]

Derek: [he goes down... but not out. And now there is growling and wolf face aimed at you, Dawn]

Argent: Did you bring backup?

Dawn: [... well shit.] Lindsay. She's coming. [annnny minute now, Slayer lady, though the footsteps of her entering the apartment can probably be heard. She takes a deep breath taking a step towards the bound hunter before repositioning the bat in front of her again.] LINDS!

Lindsay: COMING! [and there's a Slayer in the doorway] ... Shit.

Derek: [attention snaps to Lindsay and he howls at her. Argent uses it as a distraction to get the fuck out of the chair and get his gun]

Dawn: [will promptly put herself right behind Argent] Please don't shoot my boyfriend. ... Again.

Lindsay: [squares off and gestures to him with one hand] Come on, puppy. I think I can take you.

Derek: [fight times with Lindsay a go!]

Argent: I don't want to shoot him, Dawn. But if the notgitsune is in him now...

Lindsay: [and they'll just be squabbling over here while Argent and Dawn talk. Lindsay ... may be using the fact that she knows his current injuries to her advantage to try and get him down and pinned with minimal damage to herself]

Dawn: I don't think it is. I think it's ... influencing him somehow, but as far as I know, it's still in Stiles. They can't be in multiple people at once.

Argent: Well, it wanted chaos.

Derek: [howls loudly at a punch directly at his chest and flashes his fangs, intending to rip her head off]

Dawn: Looks like it's working.

Lindsay: [and will just crack her forehead against his in retaliation, before trying to get a hold of his arm and twisting it behind his back] Bad dog. Didn't anyone ever teach you not to bite? [Sorry - snark is a Slayer coping mechanism]

Derek: [well, biting is a wolf's. And clawing. which his free arm will be trying to do at her face.]

Lindsay: [dodges his free arm, before sticking out her leg and sweeping, hoping to catch him off guard enough that he'll go down hard]

Derek: [it does, but it ends up sending him into a backwards roll right into Argent. And this is a bigger fish to deal with.]

Argent: [and there is a tussle and ends up with gun under Derek's chin and the wolf in a headlock] Don't make me shoot, Derek. Not with Dawn here.

Dawn: [very much wants to throw herself in front of that gun, but Lindsay grabs her before she can, holding her back against her chest to keep her from doing something stupid.] Derek ... please.

Derek: [his eyes flicker over to her. And there then is a beat and a tendril of black goo starts to ooze from his nose. A second later his eyes roll into the back of his head and he goes limp in Argent's arms]

Argent: Med kit, top shelf of closet. Now.

Dawn: [Lindsay lets her go and Dawn runs for it, grabbing it out of the closet and making her way back over]

Argent: [sees the bleeding from hsi chest and just rips Derek's shirt open, pulling off the bandage. A few of the stitches are torn and the hole is bleeding] There is a stitch kit in there. I need to reseal this.

Dawn: [finds it easily, handing it off as she looks him over, then back to Lindsay] I dropped my bag somewhere in there. Get it for me? I need a goo sample.

Argent: [stitches Derek back up, cleaner than even the ones from the hospital.] We should call for an ambulance to take him back to the hospital.

Dawn: [she nods her head a bit, patting down her pockets for her phone] You need to call your daughter.

Argent: What happened to her?

Dawn: She and Kira got pinned down at the school by the twins and Isaac - I'm assuming the same thing as Derek. Buffy and Faith were heading over to help them out, but that's why I was here. You weren't answering your phone.

Lindsay: [comes back with the bag and hands it over to her so that she can get the samples she wants, and Dawn trades her for the phone to call 911.]

Argent: We need to finish this soon. I don't know if we can handle it much longer. [check's Derek's pulse, then grabs a vial from the first aid kit of morphine and a syringe] Give him a dose. It'll help keep him out and pain free until we get him back. [he looks at her] We may want to put him in restraints, just in case.

Dawn: [bags her samples before giving him the dose as told.] Linds and I will go with him in the ambulance. I'm family, she still has her police creds.

Lindsay: [nods] Ambo is twenty minutes out.

Argent: I'll check on Allison and... clean up this mess before there is an accidental fire.

Dawn: [nods, before glancing down at Derek, then shifting a bit so that his head is resting in her lap. She knows that he was trying to take her head off two seconds earlier, but she can't help it.]

Argent: [puts a hand on her shoulder] If we're lucky, they won't remember any of it.

Dawn: Them remembering isn't really what I'm worried about. [she's worried about Derek doing something to make himself worse - or this getting too far ahead of them and someone getting killed]

[Eventually they get back to the hospital, and Derek and Isaac are in the same room with matching arm restraints. Dawn is sitting anxiously nearby, with Lindsay and Willow hanging out just in case]

Isaac: [coin flip has Isaac stirring first. He is actually healed for the most part now. He goes to shift, then looks at his wrists and struggles] What's going on? [panic raising quickly]

Dawn: [glances up and makes her way closer] Hey. Hey, it's me. Relax - these are just to keep you from hurting yourself. [or others.] Do you remember anything from the last day or so?

Isaac: [okay, Dawn is cool. He's not in danger if she's there. He calms down and lays back a bit, his eyes taking in the room] Last I remember I was in my room. This isn't my room.

Dawn: [sighs heavily before starting to undo the restraints] We think the nogitsune dosed you with something. We're not entirely sure what. You ... kind of went crazy and tried to kill the twins. [a beat] Then Allison and Kira.

Isaac: [his eyes think about it. he wouldn't mind killing the twins sometimes, but... Allison?] I don't remember doing that at all.

Dawn: You weren't the only one. It got the twins too, and Derek.

Isaac: Derek? [his eyes find the other wolf at the same time] Is he...?

Dawn: He's fine. Or ... hopefully he will be once he wakes up. He nearly set Chris on fire and then I hit him in the head with a baseball bat and Lindsay beat him up a bit but the doctors didn't really have much to say beyond ... trying to figure out how he had the strength to leave the hospital in the first place.

Isaac: He.... wow, I didn't take Derek as being a pyro.

Dawn: He said something about revenge. [she shrugs]

Isaac: Oh. Well... that makes more sense.

Dawn: [nods] But you seem okay, though? Not feeling anything weird?

Isaac: No. I actually feel better.

Dawn: Good. So ... now we just have to wait on him. [she means the one she was much more worried about, no offense Isaac]

Isaac: [ sits up and rubs at his wrists] He looks better than he did yesterday.

Dawn: [makes a face at that] I'm not sure whether or not to be worried about that.

Isaac: it means that his healing is kicking in.

Dawn: But is it because of what the nogitsune did? And if it is, is there something else I need to look out for?

Isaac: I've been in a medical coma on and off for a few weeks. I'm not the best person to ask that.

Dawn: [nods before getting up and making her way back over to Derek's side of the room. She sits on the edge of the bed, slipping her hand on his while she waits. Her fingers massage his hand gently, unable to keep still for too long]

Isaac: I'm going to see if I can find some food... I'm starving.

Derek: [his eyes twitch a bit at her touch, but he doesn't wake up just yet.]

Dawn: [nods a bit at his words] Take Lindsay with you, just in case. [of nogitsune or something else, she's not clear. She catches that twitch and she doesn't stop, just keeps applying gentle pressure]

Isaac: [looks back at Lindsay, then nods] Want to raid the vending machines with me?

Lindsay: Hell yes. I call all Raisinets.

Isaac: That's fine. I get all the gummies. [and off they go]

Dawn: [smiles a bit at that, before letting her eyes drop to Derek's hand]

Derek: [after a few more minutes, his hand squeezes hers as his eyes open and he groans.]

Dawn: [she looks up with a small smile, waiting until his eyes focus on her before speaking] Hey sleepy head.

Derek: [she gets a loopy smile] Hey. You okay?

Dawn: Yeah. How're you feeling?

Derek: Better? My chest hurts a bit, and I feel like I've been run over by a truck, but I feel a bit stronger.

Dawn: That's good. [there's a pause] How much do you remember of the last few hours?

Derek: How long have I been asleep? I don't remember anything since I went back to sleep.

Dawn: [nods slowly] There was a problem. With the nogitsune. It started ... infecting people somehow.

Derek: It infected you?

Dawn: [she shakes her head] It infected you.

Derek: ..... it what? [he goes to sit up, and again, restraints. He looks at them, then her] What did I do?

Dawn: Went after Argent. Tried to set him on fire. [she pauses sheepishly before going for the restraints to release him] I may have hit you in the head with a baseball bat. And Lindsay kicked your ass pretty good.

Derek: [takes that in] I take it I didn't actually set him on fire...

Dawn: No. The baseball bat worked. [sort of. He went after her instead, but he doesn't have to know that]

Derek: That explains the headache at least.

Dawn: [she cringes] Sorry. I said it before I hit you but you don't ... remember that.

Derek: The morphine drip is probably helping.

Dawn: [nods. she finishes with the restraints before taking his hand again] You okay?

Derek: [thinks a moment, doing a mental calculation of his body from the last time he woke up] Yes and no?

Dawn: [nods slowly] No how?

Derek: My chest is burning like it was torn up.

Dawn: You broke a few stiches. Argent had to stitch you up again. And ... Lindsay fights dirty.

Derek: [groans and reaches to rub at his eyes.]

Dawn: Sorry. Again.

Derek: But beside that, I feel okay. Would rather go home than stay here.

Dawn: We'll see what the doctors say. They're still trying to figure out how you left in the first place.

Derek: Adrenaline?

Dawn: [shrugs] To hell if I know. If you keep healing like this, though, I'd say it shouldn't be more than a few days.

Derek: I hope so.

Dawn: But they've given up on telling me that visiting hours are over, so I can stay as long as you want me to.

Derek: Any word on Stiles?

Dawn: Well, yes. Peter managed to teach Scott a way to get the nogitsune out of him. So it has an actual body now which means we can kill it! [however there is totally a "but" on the end of that statement.]

Derek: .... But?

Dawn: It currently has Lydia.

Derek: ................ Well that's just fantastic.

Dawn: They're working on it.

Derek: Well, let's go help them figure it out. [starts to sit up]

Dawn: Whoa, whoa - [her hand comes to rest against his chest] - I said a few days.

Derek: If I was strong enough to fight Lindsay and try to see Argent on fire, I think I can at least get home to bed.

Dawn: [closes her eyes for a moment, before shaking her head] We can't go to the loft. We go home, we go to Berkeley. That's the deal.

Derek: Deal?

Dawn: Okay. [as long as he's out of the line of fire, its fine. And she wants to be home with him so much it hurts.] I'll talk to Melissa, see what she can do.

Derek: Dawn, what deal?

Dawn: Between you and me.

Derek: Was I drugged?

Dawn: No. That we're making right now.

Derek: We can't leave until this notgitsune is taken care of though....

Dawn: [she shakes her head] They've got people on that. If we're just researching we can do it from home.

Derek: [puppy eyes]

Dawn: [nope. those aren't going to work this time] You can barely move, adrenaline or not. I'm not going to have you be a sitting duck in the loft.

Derek: We can get Cora to help.

Dawn: I think Cora would agree with me. And so would Scott.

Derek: [sighs and closes his eyes, brooding]

Dawn: [just sits there and waits. she's not budging on this one] I know it's your pack, Derek. But right now, you're not going to be helping them. You're just making yourself an easy target.

Derek: [and now he feels useless and that’s never a good thing]

Dawn: [inches closer, brushing a hand against his face] Helping from a distance is not a bad thing.

Derek: I don't like being that far right now.

Dawn: I know. But I need you safe right now. For me.

Derek: [he just looks at her, because she is playing that card and it was just fighting against two sides of him. In the end, no one was going to really win]

Dawn: [No, it wasn't winning. And it's a card she doesn't like playing, but she can't do this again, not with him. She hates feeling this scared.] Look, I don't want you to hate me for this. And I hate that I'm being that needy girlfriend, but do you really think that you could go up against the nogitsune right now and survive?

Derek: [thinks] No, not at this moment.

Dawn: Then why does it matter if you're here if you can do the same thing from there?

Derek: Fine, we'll go back to Berkley. [but he's not happy about it. at all]

Dawn: [she gets that. But she's just looking out for him] I'll talk to Melissa.

Derek: Okay.

Isaac: [returns with all the candy ever] Hey, you're up! Want a snickers?

Derek: I'm fine.

Isaac: [blinks, then turns to Lindsay] They're fighting. Retreat to rendezvous location delta.

Lindsay: [eyebrow raise]

Dawn: [climbs off the bed and makes her way to the door. There's a glance between her and Lindsay and she disappears down the hall.]

Lindsay: [glances back to Derek] I take it she put her foot down.

Derek: [growls]

Isaac: Am I missing something?

Lindsay: [shakes her head] Don't worry about it, kid. It's a lover's quarrel.

Derek: We're going back to Berkley.

Isaac: But... but what about Stiles? The Notgitsune? Did you tell Scott?

Derek: I'm not being given a choice.

Isaac: .......... dude, you really miss being an alpha, don't you?

Lindsay: [sighs] It's for your own good, dude. She does the same thing with us. [us being Dawn's Slayers]

Derek: I don't like this.

Isaac: … I don't have to go, right?

Lindsay: None of us do. And she's head over heels for you so odds are she was probably nicer about it. [glances back to Isaac with a smile] Nah, you're probably fine.

Isaac: Good, because I'm staying here.

Derek: I may need you to run things back and forth for me. You do that?

Isaac: Sure. If I'm not in immediate life or death threatening incidents

Lindsay: [reaches over and flicks his ear] Not helping, kid.

Isaac: Hey!

Derek: [eye rolls at them both] Get a room, both of you.

Lindsay: [gives him a look] Pretty sure it'd be illegal.

Isaac: Won't be the first time I broke a law.

Lindsay: [a beat] First of all, I would be the law breaker in this scenario. Second, I am old enough for you to have been an oops during my teen years. [sorry, Isaac, you don't have a shot.]

Isaac: ..... Um, I have a girlfriend? Or you know going in that direction, wow I didn't mean that like that.

Lindsay: Well be clearer next time. [she glances back over at Derek, before extending one of the bags of candy across to him] Raisinet?

Isaac: I will. [slinks to his bed because god if Allison found out...]

Derek: Not hungry. Thanks.

Lindsay: [shrugs as she plops down in the seat between the beds] Suit yourself.

Isaac: [after awhile] So..... if you go back to Berkley, who's going to get me out of here? I mean, you're my guardian technically...

Derek: Take it up with Dawn. You're just going to be trapped here forever, I guess.

Lindsay: [a look in Derek's direction] Wow, are you going to be this melodramatic about everything now?

Isaac: You obviously don't hang out with him that much.

Derek: [glare]

Lindsay: [eye roll] He can sign you out before he leaves. You seem fine, and you were staying with the McCalls anyway - Melissa can take custody of you.

Derek: [growls just a bit at that.]

Isaac: Yeah, I'm not going to play that game.

Lindsay: [hands up] I'm not saying permanently. But it's good for him to have options if you're not going to ... you know what. I'm gonna take my Raisinets outside because I am clearly not helping.

Isaac: Smart woman.

Derek: [is just going to lay back and stare at the ceiling.]

Isaac: ............. So about that discharge?

Derek: Go find Melissa.

Isaac: Got it. [and he's off]

Dawn: [eventually she makes her way back into the room, moving to sit next to him] According to the doctors, they can release you tomorrow.

Derek: Sounds good. [it's that tone. The tone where he is angry and feels emasculated and has had his authority usurped and ready to explode]

Dawn: [yep. she knows that tone.] I'm gonna stay at the hotel with Buffy tonight. If we're gonna be driving, I should get some sleep in somewhere that isn't a chair, so unless there's something else you need me to do ... ? [and that's all bullshit she just wants to give him some space. otherwise she knows she'll only make things worse.]

Derek: I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow.

Dawn: Okay. [and with that, she takes a step back from the door and she's gone.]

[Derek and Melissa talk and make arrangements for Isaac in case of emergency because of all the crap going on, and signs the discharge for Isaac to stay at the McCalls under Melissa's supervision medically as well. Then he just stares at the walls all night for the most part.]