"You Don't Know Me" || Derek Hale

49.

I notice Derek lift his head, and I look up. "What is it?" I ask.

"It's Scott."

My eyes widen, and I watch as Derek's eyes flash blue. He howls into the air, and once he's done, he sighs. "What was that?"

"A signal," Derek responds.

"Meaning?"

"They know where we are."

~ ~ ~

The light turns on, and I open my eyes. "You two ready to have some more fun?" I let out a shaky breath. "To be honest, my knuckles are kind of hurting. So I brought some help," he continues as he holds up a bat in one hand and a knife in the other. "I think I might start with the girl this time."

Derek's eyes widen as he turns around and walks toward me. "Leave her alone!" Derek shouts.

"Who? The girl who likes to screw werewolves?" he taunts as he reaches forward and strokes my cheek. "I didn't mention this before, but... she's absolutely stunning. It's too bad she's got the wrong taste in men, if I could even call you that." His fingers trail down my face and he takes one of the buttons of my shirt in his hand.

"I swear to God, I'm gonna kill you!" Derek growls.

He chuckles. "I'd like to see you try." He uses his knife to rip my shirt open, and I whimper. "Oh, don't worry. It'll be okay." I feel the cold blade of his knife run along my bare skin, and he stops right above my bra.

Before he can go any further, he's suddenly yanked away from me. I look up to see Scott throw the guy across the room, and he hits the wall. "Scott!" I gasp.

He rushes over to me and grabs the knife off the floor. He uses it to cut the zip-ties off my wrists and legs. Once I'm free, I jump up and wrap my arms around him. "I was so worried about you," Scott sighs.

"I'm so glad you're here," I admit. I pull away from him, and he examines the dried blood on my forehead. "I'm okay." I rush past him and over to Derek. I look up at the chains and sigh. "Scott, help me with this." He doesn't move, so I look over at him. "What are you doing?"

"No."

My eyes widen. "What?!"

"Not until he tells me how to stop Peter," Scott states.

"You really want to talk about this right now?" Derek questions.

"He's going after Allison and her family. He's going to kill them," Scott admits.

"Good!" I hiss.

"So what?!" Derek shouts.

"So tell me how to stop him."

"You can't! All right? Now...," Derek starts before he pulls on the chains. "I don't know when Kate's coming back so just get me out of this right now. Get me out right now!"

"Promise you'll help me," Scott responds.

"You want me to risk my life for your girlfriend, huh? For your stupid little teenage crush that means absolutely nothing?! You're not in love, Scott. You're 16 years old. You're a child."

Scott slowly nods. "Maybe you're right. But I know something you don't." My brows furrow. "Peter said he didn't know what was he was doing when he killed your sister, right? He lied. Scott pulls out a piece of paper and holds it up. "Remember this?" I look at the paper to see that it's the same report of the deer that was found three months that Derek had. "This is what brought your sister back to Beacon Hills, right?"

"Where did you get that?" Derek questions.

"My boss told me three months ago someone came into the clinic asking for a copy of this picture. Do you want to know who it was? Peter's nurse. They brought your sister here so that Peter could kill her and become the Alpha, and that's why you're going to help me," Scott explains. I slowly look over at Derek to see that he's breathing heavily. Scott shakes his head and turns away from him. "Just say you'll help me, and I'll help you unlock your..."

Derek breaks both of the chains off the bars and lowers his arms. Scott slowly looks over at him. "I'll help you."