Fighter | Book 2

𝟜.𝟞 𝕆𝕣𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕕 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕋𝕨𝕠

Scott and I stood in the police station as we tried to insist his father on not going with Violet. We were trying to make sure that he would be safe.

"We're taking her now." Agent McCall said.

"Dad, isn't this a little dangerous? I mean, Garrett's still out there." Scott said worriedly.

"I appreciate the concern, but after what happened with Katashi and losing evidence from an armored truck." Agent McCall said and Scott glanced over to me. We were the ones who took Katashi's finger. "I'm not letting this out of my sight. And if you're still worried, you should know I've got Beacon Hills' finest with us." He referred to Mr. Stilinski.

"I do have to talk to him." I said before I pushed past and walked over to him. "You can't go with them." I went straight to the point. Mr. Stilinski pulled me to the end of the hallway.

"Is this a supernatural thing? How you are trying to protect me?" Mr. Stilinski said, "I can take care of myself, especially against a 16-year old girl."

"Stiles would say the same thing, alright?" I said, "Anything bad could happen. Don't take that chance."

"I'll be alright, sweetheart." Mr. Stilinski said softly, "Professional killers I can handle."

"Just be careful." I said.

"Part of the job." Mr. Stilinski shrugged.

He didn't know. He didn't know that we'd be going out there and breaking her out. He'd know soon enough. I hate not telling him things.

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"This is not going to work." Scott declared.

"Oh, Scott! Don't be such a pessimist." I reprimanded and Scott glared at me.

"All you have to do is stop the car." Garrett said, "I'll do the rest."

"Which may include maiming, killing, and serial killing." I said sarcastically, "Nothing to worry about."

Garrett started the car as he glared at me and I glared right back. They would've killed Brett if I hadn't stopped them, and they would've done a lot worse.

"There's a stop sign half a mile ahead." Garrett informed us.

"So I take out the tires with my claws?" Scott asked him.

"Teeth, claws, heat vision, whatever." Garrett said.

"Sorry, I don't translate this language." I said.

"What language?" Garrett asked confused.

"Insanity." I said, "Scott's dad is in there. He can't just shift."

"Just stop them." Garrett snapped.

"Don't worry, I'll play the pathetic little girl that got dropped off at the side of the road, distracting them, while giving Scott enough time to take out the tires." I said.

"Pathetic little girl act? Sounds easy for you." Garrett said.

"Don't call her that." Scott hissed protectively.

While the two of them were bickering, I looked outside to notice that the car ahead of us had stopped and crashed.

"STOP! STOP THE CAR!" I demanded.

Garrett brought the car to a stop and I rushed out to Sheriff Stilinski and Agent McCall.

"Be careful my ass." Mr. Stilinski groaned, "She's not here. Violet's gone." I knelt down to check on him. "Kaelin, Scott, listen to me. They're still here. They're still here."