One Night

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Stiles shoves his hands into the pockets of Derek's leather jacket. The man had gotten up to check on his sister again when stiles slipped out, snatching the jacket with him. It's only cold at night now, spring coming in a month and all. But whats more is that stiles couldn't let go of the jacket anyways. Something about it brought comfort. And the smell on it, of Derek's woodsy cologne added to the effect. Though, more than that he just likes it- he may get his own sometime soon.

     Stiles hums a sigh of relief as he pulls himself into his jeep. He digs in his pocket for his keyes, still jittery hands screwing with him. As he twists the ignition his phone dings with a messege, then another. Setting the cars heater on he reaches for his phone. From Allison. She, Issac, and argent want his help.

     "They're probably already dead, she has two guardians- parents already. You could be next, why would you place yourself in her aim by going after her." Stiles glances at the man as he spreads a map on his desk.

      "Because she already has two guardians and we can stop her from getting a third." Argent answers.

     "How would you even find her?" Allison snaps her cross bow still strapped to her back. The two after coming to help when the power went out at the hospital has spent the time picking up casings, and then ensuring the cops didn't find any claw marks of werewolf damage. Stiles after getting away from the cops ran to Deaton. He's a Druid and so was the Darach at one point. So maybe he could help with something.

     "And not to sound harsh or anything. Whats the difference between you and Scott and I's parent?" Argent lifts his gun into view shoving the ammo clip into place.

      "I carry a .45 and maybe she can survive a shot to the leg but I'd like to see her walk away from a shot to the scull." Theres a hint of a smirk behind the man's lips along with eagerness. "And Allison, that would be the telecular currents. She's connected to them, so her sacrifices and where they were found are different in attempt to keep us off of that fact."

     "The bank is the one spot she failed." Stiles mutters, "maybe she'll be there preparing or something."

    "What about Lydia?" Allison asks hoping maybe her friend can help them find the woman. She is kinda covered in death.

     "What can Lydia Martin do?"

    "She's something?" Stiles answers. "She kinda can find bodies without even looking for them, or even knowing what she's doing. Ive been looking through the bestiary."

     "Well maybe she can help, you should get home and get some sleep, go to school tomorrow and see what you can do to get her help."

     Stiles scoffs back at argents demand. "We have two nights till the lunar eclipse where the Darach with then fight the alpha pack with my dad as a sacrifice! We can't waste that time!"

      "We won't, Allison and I-"

     "And me." Issac interrupts. "I can't shoot a gun but im getting pretty good with my claws." He smirks.

     "We'll go out looking for her, following the currents and trying to figure out what her plan is, we'll try to find your dad, you get Lydia. Okay."