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[deserves]

What the hell?!

You really think it's a good idea to take me up now when all this crazy shit is happening to me? I don't actually care what you think about me and Lydia or Allison, or Stiles or even Danny. This isn't about them, it's about me. This is about me finally getting the spotlight just for a second, even if you keep trying to get me to think differently. I'm not an idiot, okay? I know that's the opposite of what it's about but just give me this, okay?

Also, saying that I should just be Derek's omega? Not cool. I'd rather kick it, thanks.

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you rock, seriously

[alpha_hale]

You sure you want to call your current predicament a 'spotlight'?

I love him, I couldn't help myself!

[deserves]

Well that's what it is. No one ever said a spotlight had to be good, genius.

[Terrified? Absolutely. He will always be terrified around Derek, but he will also try his best not to look it.]

[alpha_hale]

You got what you wanted at least.

[Not in the best way possible though.]

[deserves]

This isn't--how is this what I wanted? How?

[He knows the answer to that, shut up Derek.]

[alpha_hale]

You know exactly what I mean, Jackson.

[He gives him a stern look]

I should take you out now while you're like this.

[deserves]

W-What?

[His whole body tenses up, as if it wasn't tense enough already, because through all the big talk, Derek was right. He's always been scared, and moreso when his life is on the line.]

Look, it's not me, alright? I'm not doing anything, it's that thing. This is all your fault, anyway, you should be the one trying to figure this thing out, not Stiles and Allison.

[alpha_hale]

Just leaving the hard work all up to me hm?

Like I said, you wanted this, Jackson. You have to deal with the consequences. No excuses.

[deserves]

I wanted to be like you! Like Scott! Not some superfreak movie monster. This is your fault.

[alpha_hale]

You are like us. Except, you're just a snake in the grass in more ways than one.

I didn't pick what you were going to be. The bite either changes you, or you die. Would you have rather gone with option two?

[deserves]

I'm not. This has got something to do with Lydia being immune, I know it! This isn't right.

[And it isn't fair that Issac, Boyd and Erica got what they wanted and he didn't.]

[alpha_hale]

Not everything can be in your favor.

[deserves]

Nothing is in my favor, Hale. Nothing. Don't you even get that?

[alpha_hale]

Then do something about it instead of expecting people to do it for you!

[Derek, he can't solve his snake problem by himself. Then again, you won't help with that will you? ....Nope. No you won't.]

[deserves]

Like what? Really, tell me and I'll fricking do it.

[Not that he will, of course, more that he doesn't think Derek can come up with something for him to do.]

[alpha_hale]

There you go again, making other people do the dirty work.

[deserves]

You know what, screw you.

[alpha_hale]

[stands up a little straighter, and maybe taking a step closer with a growl. Wanna say that again, Jackson? He couldn't hear you.]

[deserves]

[Yep. Still terrified. Jackson steps back with eyes wide and cowers slightly without even a second thought, shoulders up in fear. He may not have the best of luck, but at least his reflexes worked.]

[alpha_hale]

[Scoffs]

It's probably for the best that you didn't become a werewolf.

[deserves]

What's the hell's that supposed to mean?

[alpha_hale]

You cower like a frightened deer. You wouldn't make a good wolf, or a good pack member.

[deserves]

You don't know a thing about me, alright? I'd be the best if you hadn't screwed up or Lydia hadn't screwed me over or whatever the hell happened.

[seared]

Derek not working out as an alpha, mmm? Pity.

[deserves]

[Seeing Peter alive and well should terrify him, and it does, but his first reaction is anger for what he put Lydia through.

No, definitely an even mix of fear and anger. Instinctively his hand jumps up to the back of his neck.]

I don't really care how Derek does as an alpha, okay?

[seared]

And that, Jackson-- it is Jackson, isn't it?-- is why he's a failure.

[deserves]

I'm pretty sure that I wouldn't care if you gave me the bite either.

[His shoulders are tense as he drops his hand from the scratch on his neck, and every instinct tells him to curl up and hide from the big ol' alpha male, but he's got a point. Maybe one that he doesn't want to admit about himself but one that makes him roll his jaw in discomfort. Derek's the reason this is happening to him, isn't it?]

[seared]

But you don't know, do you? It's all guesswork from your side of things. Guesswork and longing.

[ he leans in a little, sympathetic smile in place as he claps a hand down on jackson's shoulder, just a shade on this side of too hard. ]

It's not his fault, of course. That he hasn't taken you in properly. My nephew wasn't raised to lead and I'm afraid I don't think he has the stomach for it, in the end.

[deserves]

[Had Peter not touched him, he may have actually listened, the way someone listens in order to get out of a situation as quickly as possible, but at being touched he jerks away--or tries at the very least--glaring at the alpha. Rather pathetically, given how incredibly intimidating Peter is, but he tries dammit.]

Hey, watch it, I didn't sign up for the whole "pack mentality" thing, I'm fine by myself.

[seared]

[ peter lets him go, hands raised in a 'backing off' gesture even as the very edges of his lips turn up in a smirk. ]

Did they tell you I can hear lies? Well. Minute changes in breathing, heartbeat, shifts in movement at least, but it all amounts to the same thing. Now, with that in mind are you sure you're fine on your own?

[deserves]

[Of course Jackson knows. He heard Lydia's heart beating, knew she was lying, and he knows that the ones with actual control over what's happened to them can probably do the same. He's not stupid, not like McCall, but he really is a coward, and just the thought of Peter being able to hear his heart rate sends it upwards. Still he tries to remain somewhat steadfast, speaking through his teeth despite the shaking of his hands.]

I'm. fine.

[seared]

You're a horrible liar, but that seems to be endemic among your little group. [ he tucks his hands in his pockets, all vaguely wounded charm. ] I wouldn't be so bad an example to follow. I'll admit you haven't seen me at my best, but I'm not really a bad guy.

[deserves]

I'd say kicking the crap out of a teenage girl who didn't do anything to you counts as being a bad guy.

[Yep, definitely still sore about that. For as much as Jackson was never in love with Lydia, he does love her in a different way, and Peter's going to have a hard time winning over this one for that. As for being a horrible liar...well, he's not touching that.]

[smilederek]

You're right. It is about you.

And that means you have my undivided attention right now.

[deserves]

Good, maybe you'll tell me what the hell you did wrong when you bit me.

[smilederek]

Giving you the bite at all was what I did wrong. You're toxic. I should have seen this coming.

[deserves]

Nothing is wrong with me, this was you. Or Lydia. Or someone.

[smilederek]

Plenty is wrong with you that has nothing to do with The Bite. You're damaged goods, Jackson.

[Derek = Pot. Jackson = Kettle.]

[deserves]

[All the wrong things, all the worst things to say to someone like Jackson, and it just makes him clench his fists and his jaw, wanting to shove Derek but not simply out of fear.]

Go to hell, you don't know anything about me.

[smilederek]

[Sorry Jackson, Derek's a tough love and an even tougher grudging-sense-of-responsibility kind of a guy.]

I know that you were so desperate to be one of us that you practically fed yourself to me twice. You nearly threw away your entire life because you thought this would make you good enough.

[deserves]

And it will once you idiots figure out what the hell went wrong.

[smilederek]

I can't make this any clearer, what went wrong was you. There is something wrong with you, and just like being the popular kid with the flashy car didn't fix it, just like the steroids you wanted to buy from me wouldn't have fixed it, the Bite didn't fix it either.

Even if it had been exactly what you wanted, all it would have done would have made you want more. Some other badge of honor that you'd think was going to complete you.

[deserves]

[That does it really. As terrified of Derek as Jackson is, he has enough rage in him to push that all aside and grab Derek by the collar of his jacket, his fingers gripping tight. The claws wont come out, he's not being controlled, but we all saw what happened to that bathroom sink when adrenaline got high.]

Who the hell do you think you are, huh? Just because you were born special doesn't mean that everyone is is a piece of shit you can just walk all over. Especially me, alright? Especially me.

[smilederek]

[Derek automatically goes to take a step back at that. Jackson's grip on his jacket should be the easiest thing in the world to just shake off, but somehow it isn't. Right. Kanima. The thing that can go toe to toe with him when transformed. He snarls at Jackson, the sound coming from low in his throat.]

Get your hand off me.

[Someone's feeling threatened.]

[deserves]

[And he does let go of Derek then, his rage dropping to give way to that fear that makes his hands and lips shake as he takes a step back.] I didn't--

[smilederek]

[And as Jackson steps back, Derek takes a half a step forward, and snarls in his face.]

No, you didn't. And you won't.

[Just making sure this boundary is completely clear.]

[deserves]

[Jackson wants to stand tall in the face of one snarling werewolf, but what he wants doesn't matter when his senses are in flight mode. So he cowers a bit, unintentionally.]

I won't.

[resurgent]

Jackson- [ she wants to smack some sense into him. ] Just be careful, okay?

[deserves]

[She's probably one of the few people who could, to be fair, but with some effort. As it is, he's a furious, terrified mess, so he's on edge to say the least.]

I'll be fine, I'm always careful.