Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

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04 / 06 / 2011 :  C A M A R O

Shifting the car into a higher gear, I drove faster my foot pressed down more so onto the floor of the car as the car zoomed around the dark alleys of Beacon Hills. "Faster?" I asked Scott as he gripped the interior of the car.

His face paled as Stiles replied, "Faster," a childish grin spread across his face as the car roared. Kate trailed behind us as we drifted around a corner. The car teetering close to the ditch on the side as it swung around the blind corner.

"Did we lose them?" I asked looking in the rear view mirrors. The bright frontal lights, shining brightly in my eyes, "She's a rude driver, your not supposed to drive with your full lights on when trailing a car," I grumbled. "It's common courtesy." Scott looked at me in disbelief as I swerved into an another street.

Stiles fumbled with his seatbelt as he turned to look at our chaser. "Uh, she's gone?" Scott quickly turned on Stiles makeshift radio tuned into the police's station, "All units. The suspect is on foot heading into the Iron Works." Really Derek? I sighed doing an illegal u-turn, I swerved hitting the gas as I launched towards the Iron Works.

We passed the police cars, their sirens echoing in the night as they watched us skid into the Iron       Works, Derek cowered behind a large bin, as the Argent's shot relentlessly at him. Growling I reached over Scott chucking open the door as he clambered in the back. "Get in." I commanded my eyes flashing red as he ran, the bullets ricocheting off the car as I spun out, rushing out of the iron works as the cops looked onwards in confusion.

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"You. Are. An. Idiot." I said pretentiously, I glared at him blankly as he scowled.

"I had him," he growled, as he punched the dashboard,

"Wo-woah, don't hurt the car Der." I said using one hand to press against his chest.

"The Alpha?" Scott asked as he pressed himself in-between us in the middle console.

"Yes! He was right in front of me, and the friggin police showed up." Derek said, his glare directed on the asphalt as we drove casually, merging with the traffic.

"Whoa, hey, they're just doing their jobs -" Stiles butted in squeezing beside Scott.

"Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state." Derek said now glaring pointedly at Scott, I grimaced.

"Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it." Scott grumbled averting his gaze to me.

"All right. How did you find him?" Stiles asked, his curious gaze settled on Derek as he remained silent. "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?" Scott grumbled, his face twitching into a snarl. "Yeah, both of us. Or just him. I'll be back here." Stiles said backing off, and slouching into the back seat.

"Look the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris." My mouth fell open my tongue licking my lips agitated,

"Of course, that snobbish asshole had a-" Stiles interrupted as he lurched forward, "Our chemistry teacher?"

"Why him?" Scott asked equally as confused.

"I don't know yet." I impatiently tapped at the steering wheel as we neared Scott's home.

"What's the second?" Scott asked Derek, "Some kind of symbol." Derek replied pulling a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, Scott stared at the drawing, a look of apprehension on his face as he sighed,