Distance [Derek Hale]

Chapter Thirty-One

Cora had been admitted into the hospital. Derek had gone to visit her along with Peter and Margo was going to follow but she'd been called by Stiles saying that there was more important news. That news is that their father, along with Scott's mother, and Argent were all missing. They were all missing and that meant that they were going to be used as a sacrifice. It was news no-one ever wanted to hear.

The sound of the loft door opening echoed throughout the room and both Derek and Margo were stood on the other side of the room. Both of them looked solemn although it was hard to see that through the darkness which encapsulated the room. "Derek?" Jennifer called out, and Margo couldn't help but think why she never even knew they'd been friends. She wasn't bothered about them being friends but the knowledge that they were friends would have been nice. "Derek, where are you?" She called out.

"Right here," he said and she looked over to where the pair were stood breathing out in relief.

"Thank God! Something happened at the recital, at the school, okay? I need to tell you before you hear it, before you hear it for any of them." She said and Derek frowned pretending to not know what she was on about but Margo was finding it much harder to pretend. To pretend that her father and the woman who'd acted as her and Stiles' second mother since before she could remember weren't at risk. That she had no idea who was behind it.

"Scott, Stiles... They're gonna tell you things-- things you can't believe. You have to trust me, okay? You trust me," she trailed off and even though Margo wasn't looking at Derek she knew he was getting irritated. He hated all of the pretences which came with people when they were panicked.

"What is it?"

"Promise you'll listen to me."

"I promise."

Jennifer took a moment as she looked over the couple before she narrowed her eyes, "...They're already here, aren't they?" Both Scott and Stiles stepped out from the shadows of the room and Jennifer looked at them as if they were the villains in her story of evil. "So, they told you it was me? That I'm the one taking people?"

"We told him you're the one killing people," Scott corrected and Jennifer scoffed at the prospect whilst Margo subconsciously inched closer to Derek.

"Oh, that's right. Committing human sacrifices? What, cutting their throats? Yeah, I probably do it on my lunch hour-- that way, I can get back to teaching high school English the rest of the day. Makes perfect sense." She droned but Stiles was the one to speak next and the words were a voice of what Margo wanted to know as well.

"Where's my dad?"

"How should I know?" She asked before she turned to look at Derek, "Derek, tell me you don't believe this?"

"Do you know what happened to Margo's and Stiles' father?"

"No!"

"Ask her why she almost killed Lydia." Scott cut in and Jennifer looked at him horrified and for a moment it was easy to believe her but they knew better by now.

"Lydia Martin? I don't know anything about that!"

"What do you know?" Derek growled growing annoyed at all the back and forth which was getting long and tiring.

"I know that these boys, for whatever misguided reason, are filling your head with an absurd story-And one they can't prove, by the way."

"What if we can?" Scott asked as he pulled out a jar.

"What is that?"

"My boss told me it's a poison and a cure..." Scott trailed off and Margo looked at him confused, "Which means you can use it...And it can be used against you."