Teen Wolf: New Moon Rising

1.21 Dramatic Flair

Morgans POV

"How the hell did you get a lisence?!" Stiles chritasised from the back seat of Dereks jett black Chevy Camero.

"I think we need to go faster." Scott said in the front passangers seat looking through the side mirror at the tailing SUV.

"We go any faster we'll crash!" Stiles winned as I changed gears making the camero accelerate making Stiles fling back in his seat.

"Stiles if we go any slower we'll get caught. Do you seriously wanna be an Argent chew toy right now." I said sarcastically looking in the rear view mirror seeing the car still behind us.

"Why couldn't I drive?" Stiles said an I had to stop an eyeroll.

"Do you seriously think he would let you drive, either of you. Especially after getting him throw in jail, then making him at the top of the countys most wanted list." I snarked.

"Can you too please stop arguing!" Scott yelled putting the car into immediate tense silence only hearing the roar of the engine. He turned his head to me. "And you focus on the road! We don't need to crash while behing chased by people who are trying to kill us." He said directly to me.

I huffed befor checking behind us in the mirrors again. "Actully there gone." I pointed out putting my eyes back on the road.

"Wait what?" Scott said checking himself.

"Turn on the radio." Stiles said an Scott flicked on the police scanner.

"Repeat! He's heading to the Iron Work's. All avilable units converge on the area!"

"Shit." I huffed. "Hold on." I warned befor doing a drift turn heading straight for the Iron Works.

-***-

We came roaring in from the street to see Derek about to be shot at. I slammed on the breaks as Scott opened his door jumping into the back seat pieling ontop of Stiles. "Get in!" I called out and he jumped and lunged stright to his seat closing his door as I slammed on the accelerator getting us out of there hearing some bullets hit the shell of the car.

"What part of staying low don't you understand?!" Scott immeditaly barked.

"Dam it! I almost had him!" Derek shouted.

"Who? The Alpha?" Stiles asked popping his head inbetween the two front seats.

"Yes!" Derek yelled.

"Can everyone stop yelling! An Stiles put your bluty belt on!" I screamed over them and Stiles instantly jumped back into his seat an I heard the click of his belt. As well as the other collective clicks of the other two. "Thank you." I groaned. As far as I could tell we wern't behing chased but I wasn't taking any chances as I sped away from the factory.

"What do you mean you had him?" Scott asked.

"Well I would've if the cops didn't show up." Derek growled.

"Hey there just trying to do there jobs." Stlies pipped up coming to his fathers department's defence.

"Well they wouldn't of been there if somone didn't make me the most wanted fugaitive in the entier state." Derek reminded him turning to look at both him and Scott with a menacing glair.

"Can we seriously get past that. I made a dumb mistake. I get that." Scott squeaked.

"All right!" Stiles said cutting Scott of from his rant. "How did you find him anyway?" He said asking the million dollar question.