Whispered promises

Chapter 11

Once I got the keys of Sarah I opened the door before stepping into the house I own before I found out about my parents . "Come on " I said to Derek as he hesitated at the doorstep . "It's fine no one's going to look for you here " I assured him , and with that he stepped in closing the door behind him.

"Be back in a second feel free to look around " I told him before heading upstairs to grab old laptop from my room .

Derek eyes gazed around the place it was massive and in his honest opinion was a beautiful home . His eyes went to the picture on the fire place where he saw a picture of Katrina and some other people in military uniform . He didn't know she had served in military. If he was being honest he didn't know much about her if any but no matter how much information he knew off her he could still feel the pull between them .

"Won't they trace your car?" he asked, brow furrowed with concern. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, knowing he was on the run because of my family- because of what he was. "No, it's not mine, it's JJ's. I know how to keep a low profile when I need to," I replied, hoping to ease his mind. I grabbed my laptop and set it down on the kitchen counter, already working to trace the source of the mysterious message sent to Scott.

As I worked, I could feel Derek's intense gaze on me, his proximity making my heart race. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, a magnetic pull that drew me to him, even though I knew the risks. "Scott received a message at the school right ?" I asked Derek as he came over . "Yeah we don't know who it was sent from though " he responded his close proximity had me holding my breath a little . I pulled Scott's phone out of my pocket connecting it up to the computer. "How do you have Scott's phone?" Derek asked, his voice low and soft.

I glanced up at him, his free eyes meeting blue. "You want to find out who sent the message or not?" I challenged, trying to mask the tremor in my voice. Derek's silence was all the answer I needed. I focused back on the screen, running the trace, my fingers flying across the keyboard.
I transferred the files from the phone onto the laptop . I did the retinal eye scan on the tablet allowing access to I.P addresses from anywhere in the world . Shield tech for you . The message that was sent from his phone to Allison's and my own . Telling her and I to meet him at the school .

"That's not standard issue is it ?" Derek asked leaning beside me as I glanced to him . "no it's not ..I guess it helps being Ex military and all " I said to him as we waited for the location of where the message was sent from .The results pinged back, and my brow furrowed in confusion.

Beacon Hills memorial hospital - Melissa MCCall .

Already reaching for my phone as it rang to see Allison calling . I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Why would Scott's own mother be involved in this? Slipping the spare house key into Derek's pocket, I couldn't help but linger, my fingertips grazing the warm fabric of his jacket. "Try laying low this time, yeah? Or getting shot... again," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

With a deep breath, I tore myself away, my mind and heart racing as I headed out the door.
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I research for hours on end and finally I get the history on the arrest warrants of the murder victims and put two and two together. I try calling stiles but it goes straight to voicemail . "Stiles pick up ..the alpha it's peter Derek's uncle ..and his nurse ..stiles he wants revenge because The Hale house fire stiles it's peter hale okay , it's peter " I said before hanging up . I paced back and fourth waiting for an answer and finally a hour later he texted back saying he was fine and he knew and that Derek is gone with peter .

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Allison and Kate and her dad on the bleachers . Allison tapped Kate's arm to get her attention " That one that's Jackson" Allison said to Kate pointing towards Erik talking to Stiles's and Carla . ""Holy hotness " Kate said seeing
Jackson. But Kate noticed the deep scratch mark on the back of Jackson's neck .