chapter eleven

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aria: Call it again.

aria is desperately looking for her phone

Stiles: It's not here.

aria kept looking for it desperately while stiles and Scott watched her

stiles: Okay, so you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?

aria: no I know its around here somewhere god the one time I actually need my phone I cant find.

Scott: why do you think its in my room?

aria: because this is the last place I remember having it.

Scott: anyway we can't do this alone. We have to find Derek.

Stiles: didn't you say Derek walked into gun? He sounds pretty dead.

Scott: Argent's plan was to use him to get to the Alpha - they're not gonna kill him.

Stiles: All right, so then just let them do what they're planning, you know? They use Derek to get Peter - problem solved.

aria: Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek! I can't protect her on my own. Which means we either find Derek first - just - just help me!

Stiles: aria what's in your back pocket.

Aria gave him a confused look before reaching into her back pocket only to pull the phone that she spent half an hour looking for.

aria: shut up.

Stiles: anyways why do you want help Derek remember when he was trying to kill you, after you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?

Scott: He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die.

Stiles: Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?

aria: or just let him get hurt very badly.

Scott gave the twins a bad look.

aria and Scott went quite when they heard Scotts mom pulling up.

stiles: What?

Scott: My Mom just got home from work.

the two werewolves listened in to her conversation.

Melissa: Oh. Hi. It’s me. Melissa. McCall.  Giving you... a call. That always sounds so awkward when I say it. Because of my last name. McCall. Yeah, so...

Scott and Aria listens in, cringing as it gets worse and worse.

Melissa: Wondering if you wanted to reschedule dinner. Or lunch. Doesn’t have to be dinner. Lunch is good. Or coffee. If you drink coffee. Maybe you drink tea. Maybe we could just go for drinks?

Melissa: I think I’ll need a few after this profoundly embarrassing message. So, if you’re not totally freaked out by this disastrous call, feel free to give me... a call.

Hitting END on her phone, Melissa sits there for a long, horrible moment.

Stiles tries to read Scott’s expression.

Stiles: Is she okay? What's she doing?

Scott: Crying.

Stiles: Scott, you can't protect everyone.

Scott: I have to.

aria: that's a lot of pressure on one person luckily you have us.

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