Leia is what you'd call an Animagus. A Wolf that can shapeshift at will without the need of the full moon. But she's a special breed known as an Ice Wolf. She's the last of her kind and the most wanted. Some want her dead others alive, will Leia fin...
Derek and the others cleared out of the hospital, Stiles and I stayed behind. We sat in the waiting room and were soon confronted by an FBI agent, not just any FBI agent it was Rafael McCall, Scott's father. He didn't look pleased with the situation, "A Stilinski at the center of this whole mess. What a shocker. Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?"
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Stiles looked up at him, "If you ask the questions without the usual level of stupid." he said sarcastically.
"Where is your dad, and whys no one been able to contact him?"
Stiles shrugged, "I don't know. I haven't seen him in hours."
"Is he drinking again?"
I stood up, "Hey!–" but Stiles pulled me back down and I stayed quiet.
"What do you mean, 'again?' He never had to stop," Stiles replied irritably.
"But he did have to slow down. Is he drinking like he used to?"
Stiles became impatient, "All right, how about this? Next time I see him, I'll give him a field sobriety test, okay? We'll do the alphabet– start with 'F,' end with 'U'..."
I smirked as Mr. McCall looked between the both of us, "How about you just tell me what the hell happened here?"
Stiles sighed, "I don't know what happened here. We were stuck in the elevator the whole time."
"You're not the ones who put the name on the doors, are you?" he questioned us.
We looked at each other curiously, "What name?" Stiles asked leaning forward. We looked down the hallway as the elevator doors closed, revealing the word 'Argent' in red spray paint.
Stiles and I quickly left the hospital, with Scott still with Deucalion and Cora ill everything was stressful. I had Stiles drop me off at home and I packed a bag with some clothes. I left a note telling my family I would be spending the night at Derek's. I took off running with my duffle bag on my hip. As I went to enter the loft, Isaac was coming out, he didn't say anything he just left.
Derek sat next to Cora who is still trying to recover from the mistletoe. I walked over to him and placed my hands on his shoulder, he placed his right hand on my right one. "Derek, she's not going to get any better with you staring at her," I muttered to him.
I walk around towards him, "You need to sleep. Your drained, come with me." I held out my hand as he grabbed it, and we walked over to his bed that was further off in the room.
I grabbed my duffle bag as I headed towards the door, "Where are you going?" Derek asked.
I turned around, "I was going to stay the night but I don't..."
