Sagesse ☾ Derek Hale {2}

forty-four; alphas

I stand between Scott and Isaac as we watch the Sherriff looking at his notepad in distress, "I got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means--the hell, I don't know what that means." I feel his grief in waves as he's obviously more worried for Stiles than he's trying to let on. "Um, look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either one of any of you see him--"

I reach out a place a hand on his arm lightly, "We'll let you know. Immediately." He looks to my hand before closing his eyes tiredly, a sigh leaving his lips. 

Scott meets my gaze before looking to him with sympathy, "Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." I try to nod confidently, but I'm sure my own worry is written across my face. It's not like Stiles would run off for no reason, so I know someone took him. And I can only think of one person right now that would do so.

The Sheriff nods before turning away from us, "Yeah. I'll see you, okay?" I watch as people start filing out of the room, not listening to Coach as he lectures Scott. I do turn up an eyebrow in surprise when I catch something that sounds like nice words coming from him. I look back once he walks out of the room and Scott turns to me and Isaac, "Is that everyone?"

I look around the locker room and nod before Isaac answers, "I think so." I jump when Scott suddenly rips the door of Stiles' locker, throwing it to the floor. He takes out a shirt and sneaker before tossing the latter to Isaac. "We're gonna find him by scent?" Scott nods, but Isaac looks to Stiles' sneaker with slightly disgust. "But how come you get his shirt and I get a shoe?"

I feel familiar pricks at the base of my neck and turn my head slightly. I'm not even surprised as Derek is standing a few feet away in the room. He holds my gaze for a few moments before looking to Scott, "We need to talk."

I let out a low breath when Peter steps from behind the row of lockers. He gives me a smirk before looking Scott, "All of us." I roll my eyes at his dramatics before Scott takes a step forward in surprise.

"Holy shit," He looks over to me, "What the hell is this?" His expression turns confused and I just shake my head lightly. I'll explain later. He squints his eyes at me slightly before turning back to Derek.

"You know, I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the sheriff's station." I let my eyes fall to the ground, keeping my face impassive.

Scott looks almost offended at the insinuation of Derek's words. He takes a step forward, "Okay, hold on. He--he threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?"

Peter shrugs slightly before giving his unwanted two cents, per usual. "I'm gonna go with Scott on this one. Have you seen his mom? She's gorgeous."

Derek and Scott both turn to Peter at the same time and speak almost in unison, "Shut up."

"God, you don't realize how much you don't miss a guy until he comes back from the dead." I cross my arms over my chest. Peter gives me a raised eyebrow to which I ignore. 

Isaac suddenly raises his hand and looks between the three of us in the room he knows, "Who is he?"

"Oh," I give Isaac a sarcastic smile before gesturing to Peter. "That's Peter, Derek's Uncle. Little while back, he tried to kill us all, bite me, and then we set him on fire, and Derek slashed his throat."

Peter waves from behind Derek with a false innocent look on his face, "Hi."

Isaac takes a little step back to Scott, nodding his head, "That's good to know."