Battle scars

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Then Scott and Allison walked into the room where the table was full of weapons.

"What are you doing here?" I heard Scott say to someone.

"Following one of the only leads I have. Now, since I don't know where you've been, why don't you have a seat, and we can talk? You too, Isaac!" Someone I didn't know said, "you too Elena!" Then me and Isaac walked into the room.

The guys looked like Scott just older and uglier. "How do you know our name?" Isaac asked as we sat in between Scott and Allison.

"Your name's are one of the few things I know. To be honest, the rest of what's going on around here has me stumbling in the dark, even over the smallest clue." He explained. The dude was wearing an FBI badge.

"If you're trying to tell me that you don't have a clue, I learned that a long time ago." Scott said. I tried no to laugh but I failed and I laughed a little and the dude gave me the dirtiest look ever.

"Wait Scott who's the dude?" I asked.

"I'm his dad!" He spat, "I'm really hoping to avoid the embarrassment of dragging my own son into an interrogation room. Really hoping."

"Damn" I said looking to Scott then his dad and back to Scott.

"I'm not gonna lie. I'm more than a little disturbed, not only by the number of missing parents, but the fact that it's Stiles's father, your father, and your mother." Scott's dad explained.

"Isaac: Mine are both dead." Isaac said

"Mine too Isaac! Mine too" I said as I placed my head on his shoulder.

"Save the teenage apathy for your high school teachers. The four of you know more than you're saying, And I'm fully willing to keep you here all night if I have to." He said.

"Well I don't think you have the rights to. So.." I said, I stood up.

"I do now sit!" He said I a commanding tone. I sighed and rolled my eyes and I sat down. I can't afford to go to prison.

"Well we only know what you know! We don't even know where there parents are!" I yelled to Scott's dad.

"You can't keep us here!"  Scott said

"Not without some kind of warrant." Allison said straight after Scott.

"I've got a desk full of probable cause." Scott's dad said as he looked down to all the weapons.

"My father is a highly respected private security consultant and federally licensed firearms dealer." Allison said as she walked over and pointed to guns.

"That means he has to own a few weapons. Like this 175-pound draw tactical crossbow or this carbon steel marine combat knife, .50ae desert eagle. Hmm. Smoke grenade with pull ring igniter." Allison explained as she picked up the smoke grenade and pulled it.

"Go!" Allison yelled as the smoke started filling the room. We all ran.

"Wait! Scott, wait!" I heard Scott's dad call him through the smoke. We left the building.

"Are you okay?" Allison asked

"I didn't know what to say to him. I couldn't come up with anything, But what you did, that was awesome." Scott stuttered.

Then Allison said she was going to Lydia. Leaving me Isaac and Scott.

" I still haven't gotten anything from Stiles--you?" Isaac asked

"No" Scott said

"All right. Well, we can't wait for him. Come on." Isaac said then we went to Deucalion