THE BELL RANG AND ALL THE STUDENTS WENT OUT OF THE CLASS. STILES AND SCOTT HAD ANOTHER CLASS AND HAZEL WAS ON HER WAY TO HER LOCKER.
She bought her books in her locker and slammed it shut until someone appears beside her.
"Scott? What do you want." Hazel bought her hairs behind her ears and crossed her arms.
"I've been sensing something. I think someone in my lacrosse is a werewolf. I can sense that but I don't know who it is." Scott said while looking around.
"Well, you're gonna find out?"
Suddenly, his head snapped up towards the exit. "I'm going to." With that, he grabbed her arm and dragged her all the way out of school.
When they were out of school there was a boy in a Police car being driven away while he was looking at the siblings.
Scott was just about to get in again but then a black car arrived making Hazel furrow her brows and Scott turn back around.
"Get in." Derek with his glasses on demanded through the window.
"Are you serious?" Scott questioned wren Derek tilted his head at him. "You did that. That's your foult." Scott said, pointing to the boy from earlier that was driven away.
Derek went quiet and sighed before he added. "I know that. Now get in the car and help me."
"No, i've got a better idea." Scott walked down the stairs. "I'm gonna call a lawyer. Because a lawyer might actually have a chance at getting him out before the moon goes up."
"Not when they do a real search of the house." Derek said.
"What do you mean?" Hazel asked standing next to Scott now.
"Whatever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse." Derek explained when the two glared at him. "A lot worse."
Derek opened the car for him when Scott gave up and got in the car while Hazel had her arms crossed and stepping one foot away.
Scott turned to her. "What about you?"
Hazel scoffed with a sarcastic smile. "What about me? Guess i won't have much after school."
Derek glared at her before he mentioned his head to get her with them. "Get in."
Scott opened the door and got out as he pushed the seat forward to let her get in the back when he pushed the seat back and got in then closing the door when Derek drove off.
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After they arrived, they were now inside the boy's apartment that's name was âIsaacâ. Everywhere was dark so Scott had to pull on the lamp.
"If Isaac didn't kill his father, who did?" Scott questioned.
"I don't know yet." Derek replied.
"Then how do you know he's telling the truth?" Hazel asked.
"Because I trust my senses." Derek said making Hazel raise her brows in a knowing way but tried to hide it for the fact that she had those too. "And it's a combination of them. Not just your sense of smell." He mentioned to Scott.
"You saw the lacrosse thing today." Scott guessed while they stood there.
"Yeah." Simply, Derek answered.
Scott awkwardly looked around then back to Derek. "Did it look that bad?"
Derek placed a hand over his other shoulder and squeezed it, leaning over his ear. "Yeah." before continuing to walk with the two.
They walked towards a door when Derek opened it. "You wanna learn? Let's start now."
Scott walked down the steps. "What's down there?"
"Motive." Derek answered with Hazel standing right beside him and watching her brother.
"And what am I looking for?" Scott asked.
"Follow your senses." Derek reassured.
Scott looked at the random things down there before asking. "What happened down here?"
"The kind of thing that leaves an impression."
It was quiet for a whole moment till Hazel looked at Derek but he wasn't there anymore. She didn't even realise that.
Hazel looked around the house and patiently waited for the boys. She was too scared to be waiting in the dark like that.
Hazel decided to take a look around the apartment since they took so long and walked to look at some pictures and stuffs around.
Her eyes moved around but suddenly stopped at the sight of a picture with Isaac in it. She was about to take the picture but suddenly sensed a presence behind her.
She slowly turned around to see Derek hovered over her and looking at her with furrowed brows in a normal way he would do.
She looked down, trying to avoid his gaze by her uncomfortable feeling. Derek placed his hand on her jaw and moved her head up to face him just to look into his beautiful eyes. He exhaled through his nose till he decided to speak up. "Let's go."
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Derek and Hazel were now with Stiles in his jeep that was parked in front of the police station.
"Okay, now the keys to every cell are in a password protected lockbox in my father's office." Stiles explained. "The problem is getting past the front desk."
"I'll distract her." Derek suddenly said making Hatel look at him.
"Woah, woah, woahâ you?" Stiled grabbed him by his arm to stop him from stepping iut making Derek move his eyes to where Stiles held him then back up to him. "You're not going in there." Derek signaled Stiles' hand on him as he noticed. "I'm taking my hand off."
He pulled away with Derek still glaring at him with raised brows before he spoke. "I was exonerated."
"You're still a person of interest." Hatel butted in making the two turn their heads to her.
"As innocent person." Derek defended.
"Anâ you? Yeah, right!" Hazel sarcastically smiled while nodding.
"Okay, fine. What's your plan?" Stiles asked.
Derek furrowed his brows as he looked back at Stiles. "To distract her."
"Uh-huh. How? By punching her in the face? Uhh." Stiles sarcastically said making Hazel look at Stiles.
"Heh, by talking to her." Derek said.
"Okay, all right. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?" Stiles asked when Hazel kept watching them.
Derek looked away, inhaling as he looked back to Stiles that had a look making him exhale.
Stiles nodded, sighing. "Dead silence. That should work beautifully. Any other ideas?"
"I'm thinking about punching you in the face." Hazel pursed her lips and had to put on an innocent face.
After that, they walked out with Derek first walking in to the front desk till the police women came and placed her folders on the desk and noticed him.
"Good evening, how can i helpâ" She looked up and paused when she saw Derek standing there. "You?"
"Hi." He smiled.
"Hi." She went nervous any seconds faster.
Stiles and Hazel rolled their eyes with their heads popped out by the doorway. "Um, i had a question. Um, sorry i'm a littleâ i'm a little thrown. I wasn't really expecting someone..."
The officer chuckled making Hazel cringe as she walked after Stiles silently. "Like... me?"
"Oh, i was gonna say 'So incredibly beautiful,' but, yeah, i guess that'd be the same thing." Derek's acting was half good for Hazel to know when the two made it past them.
Stiles and Hazel arrived by the office and walked towards the box code that hung on the wall when Stiles made the code and opened it to see nothing in there till they heard keys jangling.
"Oh, no." They both quickly rushed away to walk by the hallway.
Just as they turned the other way, they saw a police limping in the hallway with a syringe in his hand.
"Woah. Uh, just lookingâ um..." Stiles looked down and noticed the syringe he had on his hand. The man looked up to him. "oh, shitâ"
The police launched at them but the two quickly wanted to run away till he grabbed Stiles and Hazel was already sprinting away.
She looked behind her when she noticed that Stiles was taken away till she pumped in a hard chest and looked up to see Derek. "Derek!"
"What's wrong? Where's Stiles?"
"This police. Heâ he took him awayâ i don't know where!" Hazel breathed when Derek walked straight to the place he realized where that made Hazel go after.
When they arrived, Hazel saw Issac in his werewolf form, fighting the police till Derek stepped on the syringe and looked up to Issac.
Hazel had noticed that Issac had diffrent eye colors while he started to look at Stiles as if he was hungry and ready to flash him out by any second.
Derek noticed and stepped in front of him, howling at Isaac making the wolf step back, due to the fact that he's the Alpha.
Isaac leaned against the wall hiding his head in fear. "How'd you do that?"
Derek turned his head to Stiles before he answered. "I'm the Alpha."
That's when he took Isaac with him, leaving the two alone till Sheriff Stilinski walked in with the Alarm turned off and looked at the two.
The teens innocently looked at him but were damn nervous when Hazel pointed her finger to the unconscious body. "Uh, he did it."
Stiles awkwardly looked around then back to his father that had a questioning look on his face.
S/T:With no safety net.
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