Misunderstood⇒Isaac Lahey [ON HOLD]

Chapter Four;04

"She's not dead!"

They have been debating for about 15 minutes over Erica not being really dead, Derek didn't want to admit it to himself. Sapphire just stood over in the corner not really wanting to be involved with their argument. She really didn't know what to believe anymore, they just shoved a werewolf into a tub of water and mistletoe, then talked to him while he was pretty much dead and then got answers about other werewolves being dead or not. Everything in her life at the moment was like a real life dream. She looked over at Stiles as he let out a sigh before opening his mouth to speak,

"Derek, he said, 'there's a dead body, it's Erica.' That doesn't doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation."

"Then who was in the room with Boyd?" Derek spat out, crossing his arms only letting Stiles fuel his anger even more.

Sapphire was getting annoyed as well, all she really wanted to do was go home. "Maybe they took another werewolf?"

Everyone's eyes directed over to the brunette in the corner who was trying her best to solve the problem by disappearing into the darkness of the corner. "Why would they take another werewolf?" Derek questioned.

"I don't know, I'm just trying to give ideas that will make this argument end a little faster." She said, scooting forward a little so that he could fully see her face and not have it half way covered with shadow. Derek shook his head.

"It can't be, it can't be someone else!" Derek said furiously, slamming his hands on the steel table causing over half the room of people to flinch.

"Look," Scott interrupted, trying to stop the bickering of everyone in the room. "Maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle, okay? The one that saved you, Isaac."

Everyone's focus then directed to Isaac, he shook his head, immediately pushing away that idea. "No, she wasn't like us, and whoever was in the vault with Boyd was."

Sapphire walked over to the boy, who had only recently been plunged under water, and sat down next to him. She pushed away all the embarrassing feelings she had at that moment and just sat next to him. She changed her mind and wanted to be apart of the conversation, she wanted to 100% be apart of helping find Boyd and the other one in the vault.

"It's like werewolf thunder dome." Her brother quipped, although there wasn't really any humor laced in that sentence. He came up with a real theory with his normal amount of sarcasm, as always.

Derek frowned, looking between everyone in the room. "Then we get them out tonight."

"Be smart about this, Derek." Dr. Deaton commented for the first time this whole argument. "You can't just go storming in."

"Well, if Isaac got in then so can we.

"But he didn't go through a vault door, did he?"

"I think somebody already did," Stiles intervened, his phone in his hand reading off an article. "'Beacon Hills First National Bank closes its doors three months after vault robbery.' It doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out."

"How long?"

Stiles scoffed. "It's the Internet, Derek. Minutes."

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When the Sheriff walked through his sons room he didn't expect it to be such a mess. Stiles was hanging off his bed with his ass in the air and his face stuck to a piece of paper that he was currently drooling on. Then he saw Scott who was laying in Stiles desk chair in a way that looked like when he woke up he would have cramps and he most certainly didn't expect his daughter to be on Stiles bed ready to fall right on top of her brother. He shook is head and silently laughed to himself.