All We Are

Chapter 23

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

I was running aimlessly, there were spots in my line of vision, but I ignored them, I had to find my dad. Someone grabbed me, and I started to scream, but their hand wrapped over my mouth. I stared in shock as the person released me.

"Allison?" I asked.

Had I hit my head that hard? I mean I knew Scott had said the hunters were here, but I hadn't expected to see Allison with them.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded.

"Matt- we found out he's the one controlling the Kanima, we were trying to get him arrested, but it went wrong- Why are you guys here?" I asked suddenly.

With the gunfire that just went off, this didn't seem like a rescue mission. Allison ignored my question.

"Where's Derek?"

Alarms were blaring in my head, something about Allison was off.

"I- I don't know, I left to look for my Dad."

"You need to get out of here Charlie." She warned me before taking off.

I headed towards the exit again, Dad's jacket sticking out like a sore thumb.

I forced myself over to the desk stepping over Grant and Thomas carefully, I felt sick. I looked all around the desk area but my dad wasn't lying between any of them, I breathed a sigh of relief for the moment.

I grabbed my Dad's jacket and put it on. I don't know why I did it, maybe I was hoping some of its luck would rub off on me and I would find him, alive. Maybe I was worried and just wanted him near me and the jacket was as close as I could get at the moment. Whatever the reason I wasn't going to take it off.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and jumped until I saw Derek staring back at me.

"Charlie go hide now" Derek growled, moving to push me under a desk.

"I can't I have to find my Dad, there are hunters everywhere and he could be hurt," I said.

I couldn't say dead, he couldn't do that to me.

"Find somewhere to hide, I'll find your dad-"

"Don't let him die, Derek, whatever you have to do just don't- I can't-"

"I'll save him, Charlie, I promise," Derek promised before running off.

I went to look for a place to hide. When I heard some scuffling and crouched down behind a desk, fighting the urge to hold my head- the sudden change of position had it throbbing and the spot's weren't leaving this time.

I saw Gerard dragging Matt out the door.

No! Matt might be the only person who could tell me where my Dad was.

Reluctantly I ran to Grant's corpse and dug around for his gun, it seemed revolting to take something from a dead man but I had no choice. I grabbed the weapon and ran out the door following Gerard as silently as I could- I couldn't give up the upper hand.

Gerard had dragged Matt to the nearby creek. He had forced Matt's head underwater. I held the pistol shakily.

"Let him up!" I demanded.

My voice was quivering like crazy, Gerard stiffened and turned around, holding Matt like a hostage. He gave me a patronizing smile.

"Now Charlie, this boy's killed plenty of people- people you care about. Surely you're not trying to save him?"