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Cassie's POV
"I don't get why you're here." Derek eyes me, "because I told her she can...and--" Isaac crosses his arms, "--I'm starting not to like this idea. It sounds kinda dangerous."
Derek sighs, "you'll be fine."
"Does it have to be him?" Isaac asks.
Derek doesn't look up from his book, "he knows how to do it, I don't. Be more dangerous if I tried doing it myself." Derek spoke, then Isaac's head shot up.
"What if Cassie did it? I mean she said she saw my memories--What if she does it?" Isaac asks, and I sink in my seat, "does she looks like she knows what she's doing?" Derek asks, Isaac glanced at me. I gave him a little smile and wave, as I sink in my seat.
Isaac sighs, "alright, Cas, you're gonna try...at least, now, how did you do it last time?" Isaac stands in front of me. I look up at him. "Um--I-I--just randomly saw it, it just happened...I was randomly just thinking about...you." I whispered, knowing they would hear me.
"Great! Then think about Boyd and Erica." Isaac smiles, I close my eyes and think.
This is stupid.
Nothing is happening.
Would Deaton know what to do?
I opened my eyes, "did you see something?" Isaac asked, "no."
He frowns, "well try harder." He pushes, "I could ask Deaton...about it--about my powers." I spoke, Isaac smiles, "yes! That you do that!" He speaks.
"Now back to Peter...you know Scott doesn't trust him, right? You know, personally, I'd--well, I'd trust Scott." Isaac spoke, "do you trust me?" Derek looks up from his book.
"Yeah. I still don't like him." Isaac said, "nobody likes him." Derek says, before the door opens, revealing Peter.
"Boys--girl. FYI, yes, coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired, but the hearing still works. So, I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is that you're feeling straight to my face." Peter said loudly as he walked up to us.
Derek looks up at him, "we don't like you--" Derek tells him in a bored tone before closing his book, slamming it on his desk. "--Now shut up and help us." He finishes while he stands up.
"Fair enough." Peter said before flicking his claws out, then his eyes met mine. "Ah, isn't it the little witch herself." He smirks, and I look away from him, "don't be shy." He chuckles.
"Just help us." Derek said as Isaac sits himself in a chair, looking very nervous, "relax, I'll get more out of you if you're calm." Peter told Isaac as he walks around him.
