In Love With The Hunter | Teen Wolf / Chris Argent

10. Veiw

Scott stood in the wardrobe, feeling slightly happy. Yet, he kept feeling uncertain and worried. He couldn't tell why either. Scott had been the last one out of the shower, so most of his teammates had already left the wardrobe. After this Lacrosse match, Scott was happy that it would be a few weeks until next match. He was exhausted beyond explanation.

-"By the way, McCall, apology accepted." Scott turned around and glared at Danny, his teammate. Scott chuckled nervously.
-"I didn't apologise?" Scott said back, honestly confused. What was Danny talking about?
-"Every time you got the ball tonight, you passed it to me," Danny said back, grinning for himself.

-"Every time I passed the ball to you, you scored," Scott said, giving Danny a smile. Danny chuckled, punching Scott's shoulder playfully.
-"Apology accepted," Danny said before leaving Scott's side, heading out of the wardrobe.

Scott realised now that he was the last one in the wardrobe, and he noticed that he had lots of free time at his disposal. Scott turned towards his locker and studied his clothes, thinking back to what happened at the hospital and the aftermath. Chris and Kara's relationship had been really tense the last couple of days, but he knew they'd be alright with time.

Being in his own thoughts, Scott almost jumped in the air as the light turned off. His muscles tensed, his eyes wide as he looked around him.
-"Danny?" Scott asked, thinking maybe he was playing with him. But there was no answer to be heard anywhere.
Scott hesitantly walked towards the door, his hasty steps barely making any sound. Who would be messing around with him now? Scott flipped the switch and turned around as the room lit up. His eyes quickly went to the roof, but he couldn't see anything there either.

A quiet noise caught Scott's attention. He brought his eyes down to the floor, simply staring at the Lacrosse ball rolling around on the floor.
-"What the hell?" Scott mumbled, slowly making his way up to the ball. He bent down and grabbed it, taking a look at it. Scott rose from the ground, biting his tongue.

He followed the trail of the ball, entering the showers. As he looked up, it hit him. Scott jumped in fear, but then it hit him that it was only Derek. Scott sighed with relief, happy that it was only Derek.
-"Thank god. Where the hell have you been?! Have you got any idea of what's been going on?!" Scott asked, suddenly feeling angered. Derek had been hiding away from them, from the Alphas, from everything.

Derek's eyes traveled past Scott, his stare now at something else. Was someone behind Scott? He spun around, his eyes landing upon one person he gladly would stay away from.
-"Peter," Scott growled, shooting a glance towards Derek. He had been hanging with his uncle?

Peter was holding Scott's Lacrosse stick, studying it with uninterested eyes.
-"When I was in school we played basketball. That's a real sport," Peter said, just as uninterested as he seemed. This made Scott wonder, what was his deal? "I also have a conflict to solve, Scott. But I need you and Kara by my side. I need your help."

Scott studied Peter, uncertain wether to laugh or roll his eyes at him.
-"We're not helping you kill people," Scott said, standing in the middle of the two men. This made Scott feel small, in every sense of the word. He didn't know which one to face, but his trust laid with Derek.
-"Well, I don't wanna kill all of them. Just the ones who are responsible. And that doesn't have to include..." Peter said, drifting away as he pointed towards Derek.
-"Allison," Derek said, finishing Peter's sentence. Scott turned around shocked, feeling panicked. They wanted to kill Chris and his family?