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Arrest me

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Next morning wake up to my phone buzzing.

"Hello?" I answer it.

"Lexy get to Derek's Hale's place right now. Hurry up!" Stiles voices comes through my phone yelling.

"What?" I asked then the phone connection stopped. He hung up on me. I get up get dressed and walk my way to the Hale's house. Alongside of the woods I could see the Jeep with Scott standing right next to it. He shook his head in a unsatisfied way then turns around and faces me.

"Lexy." I walk up and hug him lightly.

"What's going on?" I look around. There's police officers everywhere. Some were looking at a hole on the side of his house. Others were going in and out of the house. Stiles was getting in the sheriff's police car.

"What is he doing?" I look at Scott.

"I don't even know. But don't go over there. No, Lexy." I walk my way over to the police car and get in on the driver side.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing?" I reach over and hit the back of his head. I look in the back seat and see Derek Hale handcuffed looking angry.

"Lexy you know we had to do this. He killed someone."

"Maybe he didn't. Maybe there is another werewolf out there and Derek was doing the right thing by burying her." I tell him.

"You think this guy wouldn't kill someone?" Stiles scoffed.

"No, he has the strength to kill someone. But I don't think he did it."

"Shut up he did it. We have proof." Stiles says then turns to face Derek.

"Okay, just so you know, I'm not afraid of you." Derek growls lowly.

"Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed - she was a werewolf. She was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?" Stiles asked as Derek sits up.

"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem? When he shifts on the field, what do you think they're gonna do. Just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing, but you can. And, trust me - you want to." Derek says as he sits back. I could see the Sheriff walking toward the car as I duck down to the floor boards. He pulls Stiles out of the car and shuts the door. I sit back up and look at Derek.

"I'm sorry. I should have told you before. I just didn't know how to say it in the right way. You can't just go up to someone and be like 'Oh my two best friends are raiding your house to find a dead body that they believe you killed. Oh and if they find it they're calling the police on your ass so you can be arrested.' That doesn't fit so well." I shake my head.

"Its alright. Been through this a couple of times. I'll be out within a few hours." He sighs.

"Good." I say suddenly.

"Good?" He questions.

"I mean that's good for you." I stutter. Why am I stuttering? I look down and feel my checks burn up.

"Um, I should, I should go before I get caught. See ya soon then." I went to leave as Derek sits up.

"Really soon." Derek smirks. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I open the door and head for the jeep. Stiles was still talking to his dad. They were deep into conversation about lying they didn't notice me. Scott and I get into Stiles jeep as Stiles walks over to us gets into his Jeep. I turn around and watch the cop car as Stiles drove. I can see a smirk playing on Derek's face. What is this guy doing to me?

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