𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢. memory lost

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟴

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | 𝑀𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑜𝑠𝑡

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒, 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄. Stilinski sighed as he ran his hand over scratch marks on a transport van. Stilinski wastes not time making his way to a deputy who was talking to three teens.

"What in the hell were you three thinking?" Stilinski asked, making the three turn to reveal, Harlow, Scott and Stiles.

"We were just trying to help." Scott said, as he gestured between himself, Harlow, and Stiles.

"And like always, I'm dragged into everything these two do." Harlow said, pointing to the two boys who stood by her.

"Okay, why don't you try and help me understand- what the hell happened here?" Stilinski asked, making Stiles nod, as he looked at his dad.

"Right. Well, we were trying to gently persuade him to pull over..." Stiles said, making Harlow shake her head.

"Well gently isn't the word I would use." Harlow said, as she and Scott looked at each other. The three go into a flashback of Scott and Harlow on the transport van, in their werewolf forms, as they growled at the driver.

"He was getting away?" Scott asked, as he made a wince expression on his face.

"He got away." Stilinski said, as he gave the three a blank look. Harlow held up a finger as she looked at Stilinski.

"We attempted to stop him." Harlow said. Stilinski sighed before leading the three to the back of the van.

"Right! Because obviously he's some sort of criminal mastermind, Dad!" Stiles said. Stilinski turned to the three as they stopped in front of the van.

"You want to guess what the stolen merchandise is? Hmmm?" Stilinski asked, before opening the back of the van, to see it filled with large gas tanks.

"Critical life-saving medical equipment?" Stiles asked, making Stilinski shake his head.

"No." Stilinski said. Stiles guessed again.

"...Poison gas?" Stiles asked. Stilinski shook his head once again.

"Nope!" Stilinski said.

"...Filled with drugs...?" Stiles aked, making Stilinski sigh as he looked at the three.

"Helium." Stilinski said.

"Helium?" Stiles asked, very slowly as he was in disbelief.

"Your telling me we stop a guy, transporting Helium. Stiles I am going to kill you." Harlow said, as she glared at Stiles, making Stiles grab onto Scott pulling him in front of Stiles to use as a shield making Scott cheeky smile at the girl.