Falling for an Alpha

Chapter 10

S2E10 - Fury

Scott and Stiles spent the evening convincing Stiles' father of Matthew Daehler's guilt in the murders. When the former sheriff finally agreed to let them access the evidence at the police station, the young werewolf had phoned Sasha. As a result, the three teenagers and Mr. Stilinski were currently entering the police station in the middle of the night.

"It's two in the morning." The police receptionist said to the adult man with incomprehension.

"Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important." Noah replied to her.

"We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles whispered to his two friends.

"Why?" Scott questioned him.

"Because all the murders were committed by Jackson except for one, you remember?" He replied.

"The pregnant girl, Jessica." The young beta realized.

"Since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hospital could've seen him." Sasha explained to Scott.

Mr. Stilinski then beckoned them to follow him into his old office. A few minutes later, they were looking at the hospital's surveillance videos from the day of the young woman's murder.

"I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this. There was a six-car pileup that night, the hospital was jammed." Noah told them unsure of what they were looking for was real.

" Look, he had to pass one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, okay? He's gotta be on the footage somewhere." Sasha replied nicely to him.

"Oh, hold on, stop. Did you see that? Scroll back." Scott said and pointed at a young man on the screen.

"That's him. That's Matt." Stiles stated.

"All I see is the back of someone's head." Noah sighed.

"Matt's head, yeah. I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium,  it's weird." His son explained.

"Are you crazy?" Noah asked him widening his eyes.

"All right, fine, then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?" Stiles insisted.

"Millions, literally.  Sasha has even one on right now." The former sherif replied and glared at him.

"Okay, can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras." Scott interrupted them.

"Right there. Stop. Stop. See? There he is again." Stiles suddenly said pointing at the footage.

"You mean there's the back of his head again." Noah sighed for the umpteenth time.

"Okay, but look. He's talking to someone." The mischief kid told his father.

"He's talking to your mom." Sasha told Scott and he immediately grabbed his phone and dialed his mother's number. He asked her if she could identify Matt.

"Scott, you know how many people I deal with in a day?" Melissa said through the phone which was on speaker.

"This one's sixteen. He's got dark hair, looks like a normal teenager." Scott told her hoping she would remember him.

"Yeah, he looks evil." Stiles added.

"Hi Melissa, that guy has got chestnut hair, blue eyes, nice smile and is five point eight feet tall. He is cute and wore a black leather jacket. Does that ring a bell?" Sasha said and her two friends looked at her with bewilderment. Even if she hated him, thanks to his stalking, she knew her description was more accurate than Scotts.