𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 | derek hale [ON HOLD]

33 | m o t e l c a l i f o r n i a

Third Person POV:

It's the dead of night.

The bus pulls up to a motel- Motel Glen Capri. The bus slows to a stop and the students get off the bus to observe their place for the night.

"I've seen worse," Scott shrugs as he and Stiles join the girls.

"Where have you seen worse?" Stiles asks as he eyes the motel with disdain.

"Listen up!" Bobby calls to the group after blowing his whistle. "The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgement when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely."

He holds up all the room keys and students pair off and head to their assigned rooms. "And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

The gang splits up: Scott and Stiles, Boyd and Isaac, Allison and Lydia.

Allison stops when she notices the look on Lydia's face as she starts to head to their room. "Lydia?"

"I don't like this place," she states as she stares at the motel with fear.

"I don't think the people who own this place like this place," Allison jokes. "It's just for a night."

"A lot can happen in one night," Lydia tells herself before following the elder Argent sister.

Meanwhile, Scott and Stiles are already settling down in their own room. Scott sighs as he and Stiles lay down in the room's twin beds.

"All right, so I have 4," Stiles tells him.

"4? You have 4 suspects?" Scott asks.

"Yeah. It was originally 10. Well, 9 technically, I guess," Stiles replies. "I had Derek on there twice." Scott ignores that last bit.

"So who's number 1? Harris?"

"Just because he's missing doesn't mean he's dead," he states.

"So if he's not dead, our chemistry teacher is out secretly committing human sacrifices?" Scott asks, unconvinced.

"Yeah, I guess that just sounded way better in my head," he shrugs.

"Well, what if it's somebody else from school?" Scott suggests. "Like, you remember Matt? We didn't know that he was killing people."

"Excuse me?" Stiles gets off his bed and looks over at him with an "are you kidding me" look. "I'm sorry, what? I- yes we did. I called that from day 1, actually."

"Yeah, but we never really seriously thought that it was Matt."

"I was serious. I was quite serious, actually. Deadly serious. No one listened to me," Stiles gawks at him.