The Archer ➳ Derek Hale {1}

ten; lacrosse games and dead bodies

I can't stop my leg from shaking as I stare at the field full of teenagers. They all run around body slamming each other just trying to get a ball in their net stick.

Exciting.

"Which one is Scott again?" My dad asks leaning over to me and Allison. Although Lydia pokes her head out and answers for us.

"Number 11. The only one who hasn't even touch the ball the entire game." I roll my eyes slightly just hoping Scott doesn't wolf out and kill us all. That'd put a damper on the mood.

"I hope he's okay..." Allison mumbles her eyes never leaving Scott.

"We need to win this,"  Lydia  gets up with her 'We Love You Jackson' sign, but struggles to hold it up. "Allison ! A little help here?"

Allison sighs before standing and helping Lydia.  My eyes widen and I quickly look back down at Scott. Please don't wolf out..

But instead of him commuting mass murder, he starts to show off his moves. It seems everything is at a peak and he finally makes a score.

I smile and stand to cheer for him. I notice Stiles do a fist bump and I laugh slightly.

"Pass to McCall! Pass to McCall!" The coach yells, but the other team gets the ball instead. I watch as Scott faces him and opposite side suddenly tosses it to him.

I watch Scott nervously, knowing there is only one way he would have been able to do that.

Soon it's just Scott standing in front of goal. I notice his heavy breathing and I am literally on the edge of my uncomfortable metal seat. "Come on Scott you can do this.." Allison mumbles and then Scott throws the ball making the score.

"Oh my god!" I stand and clap with everyone else. He didn't kill us! I smile slightly happy the night didn't end the opposite way.

As everyone rushes to the field and cheers loudly, I lose sight of Scott and Allison. I notice Stiles with a worried look on his face.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask him grabbing a hold of his arm.

"We need to find Scott." He says and we both look towards the school.

I push open the locker room door and we slowly walk in. I hear voices speaking too low to make out any words. Me and Stiles both stop and peak over the edge of the locker to see Allison and Scott kissing.

I made a face before pulling away. "Oh, gross."

Stiles laughs lightly, but we both stop when Allison walks past us and out the door.

Scott walks over with a smile lighting up his entire face, "I kissed her..."

"We saw." Stiles says smirking lightly.

"She kissed me..."

"Yeah, we saw that too buddy." I say shaking my head slightly.

"I... I... I don't know how but... I controlled it, I pulled it back. Maybe I can do this, maybe it's not that bad!" Scott excites and his smile grows even more.

"Yeah! We'll talk later then!" Stiles says trying to not ruin his best friends great mood.

Scott gives him a look that stops him, "What?"

Stiles sighs, "The, er... medical examiner looked at the half of the body we found at Derek's..."

"And?"

"Well, let's keep it simple... The medical examiner  determined that the killer was animal, not human, Derek human, not animal, Derek not the killer... Derek let out of jail."

"You got him arrested?" I ask loudly. "What part of 'text me if something happens' do you not understand?"

Scott ignores my slight outburst too surprised by what Stiles said, "Are you kidding?"

"No, and there's bigger news... My dad identified the dead girl... both halves... Her name was Laura Hale."

I flash back to the many articles I read about the Hale house fire and I remember seeing that name, "Wait, guys that's Derek's sister."