Waves // Teen Wolf

Chapter 26

"Peter Hale?" Blake questioned, sitting in the back seat of Stiles' jeep. Stiles looked at Blake from the drivers' seat. "Yeah, Derek's uncle."

"He showed up at the hospital yesterday?"
Stiles nodded.
"And almost killed Derek?"
Stiles nodded.
"And then Derek took Peter's side?"
"Don't forget about the crazy nurse," Stiles added. Blake shook her head in disbelief.

She hadn't told Scott or Stiles about what happened between her and Derek last night. She didn't plan to either. Besides, nothing happened. Derek tried to kiss her, but it didn't happen. She would rather forget about it.

Stiles pulled into an abandoned parking lot. Well, it was abandoned, but right now, Chris Argent and Jackson Whittmore were occupying it.
"What's up?" Stiles greeted once he was beside them. Chris was leaned over the hood of Jackson's car.

"Is everything okay?" Scott questioned, noticing that Jackson's car had broken down.
Chris looked up at Scott. "Hey, Scott. Your friend, here, was having car trouble," Chris answered. "We're just taking a look."
"There's a shop right down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck."
Stiles nodded. "Yeah. You want a ride?"

Jackson glanced nervously between Chris and Stiles. Chris creeped him out but he didn't want to be seen with Scott or Stiles.

"Hey, come on, Jackson," Stiles sighed. "You're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself."

"Hey, boys," Chris interrupted. "Told you I knew a few things about cars."
The teenagers looked over at Chris and noticed that he had started Jackson's car again. Chris nodded. Goodbye before leaving. Once he was gone, Jackson glared at the two boys who had now gotten out of jeep and left Blake behind.
"What, are you following me, now?" he hissed.

"Yes, you stupid freaking idiot," Scott exclaimed. "You almost gave away everything, right there."
"What are you talking about?"
"He thinks you're the second beta."
"What?"
"He thinks you're me!" Scott yelled, hitting the door of Stiles' jeep. Blake jumped, feeling the movement from inside the jeep.
"Dude, my jeep," Stiles groaned.

"I can hear your heart beating from a mile away - literally! Now he thinks that there's something wrong, and now I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too!"

After Scott finished shouting, he connected his fist with Stiles jeep again.

"Okay, how about we step away from Stiles' jeep?" Stiles suggested.
"This is your problem, not mine, okay?" Jackson shrugged. "I didn't say anything, which means you're the one that's gonna get me killed. Okay, this is your fault."

Stiles groaned as Jackson hit his jeep.
"Can we stop hitting my jeep?"

"Please shut up," Blake moaned. "All of you."

All eyes looked at her, forgetting that she was even there. Scott nodded, knowing that they were yelling about nothing.
"When they come after you, I won't be able to protect you. I can't protect anyone," Scott explained, glancing at Stiles.
"Why are you looking at me?"

"You know, now you have to do it. Get me what I want, and I will be fine protecting myself," Jackson insisted.

"No, you won't!" Scott yelled. "Just trust me. All it does is make things worse."
"Oh, yeah, really? You can hear anything you want and run faster than humanly possible. Sounds like a real hardship, McCall."

"Yeah, I can run really fast now," Scott began. "Except half the time, I'm running away from people trying to kill me! And I can hear things like, like my girlfriend telling people that she doesn't trust me anymore right before breaking up with me. I'm not lying to you! It ruins your life."