Dynasty

36...Overshadowed

They all stood in the empty classroom where seconds before Lydia was almost killed and her father was taken. Yelena was struggling to contain her emotions as they all stared at the smashed window

"We need Derek," Yelena muttered as she pulled out her phone

"Put him on speaker."

"I'm not calling him I'm calling Peter."

"Why?"

"Why do you have his number?"

Stiles and Scott both asked her in sync

"Derek and I had a fight, besides he's with Cora so he won't answer." She murmured to them as she waited for the call to connect, "Hello?" She breathed out when it connected.

"Hello," Peter replied cheerfully making Yelena roll her eyes.

She could picture his smug face ready to wind her up out of his own enjoyment and amusement.

"Are you with Derek?" She asked urgently

"I'm sorry who is this?" He asked in his annoying smug voice.

Yelena gritted her teeth, "Peter I don't have time for your games! You know that it's me! That bitch - the daruch just took my dad and tried to-"

"Hold on hold on," Peter sighed sounding bored and looking over at Derek, "It's for you."

Derek frowned at his uncle, eyeing the phone cautiously as he held his sister's hand, "Who is it?"

Peter sighed and pulled the phone away from his ear, "the love of your life," Derek rolled his eyes, "something about her dad going missing."

"Peter!" Yelena yelled he was wasting her time.

"Hold on! Here!" Peter snapped as he passed the phone to Derek.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Derek asked his voice sounding hollow.

"She took my dad! And she tried to kill Lydia! Your psycho bitch of a girlfriend-"

"Calm down!" Derek snapped through the phone, not understanding what Yelena was ranting about, "What are you talking about?" He asked taking a step away from his uncle

"She's the daurach! Your girlfriend, she's the one doing all of this and killing people, ok? Virgins, warriors, healers, philosophers - guardians!"

Stiles grabbed the phone from her, "Get your werewolf ass down here and fix it."

Derek clenched his jaw as he spoke to Stiles, "Put your sister back on the phone."
Stiles handed it back over to his sister in a huff, "Meet me at the loft."

Yelena nodded and hung up as the three of them headed over there.

()()()

"Derek? Derek, where are you?"

"Right here." He replied calmly.

Jennifer let out a sigh of relief and ran into his arms, "Thank God." She let go of him and took his hand, her lie ready, "Something happened at the recital. At the school. Okay, I need to tell you before you hear it before you hear any of it from them."

"From who?" Derek asked pretending he didn't know anything

"Scott, Stiles, Yelena. They're gonna tell you things. Things you can't believe. You have to trust me, okay? I know you were mad at me earlier but you have to believe me. You trust me?"

Derek nodded, "What is it?"

"Promise you'll listen to me." Jenifer pleaded.

Derek nodded, "I promise."