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Police tape was still on the door to the house, letting a Derek know that time was still passing slowly in this version of Beacon Hills. He probably needed to go deal with the insurance companies for the change from 'accidental death' to 'arson/murder' soon, but that could wait.
It took years to get the money the first time, so he wasn't going to hold his breath.
He slashed through the tape with his claws, walking into the foyer of the house to hunt down where Peter was buried, assuming Lydia would follow.
( This won't end in trauma )
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It took years to get the money the first time, so he wasn't going to hold his breath.
He slashed through the tape with his claws, walking into the foyer of the house to hunt down where Peter was buried, assuming Lydia would follow.
( This won't end in trauma )[[NFB, duh. Preplayed with
survivedthebite!]]
