From London Teen Wolf Fanfiction

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Derek walked into the room, he saw Vicky lay on the hospital bed with wires trailing from her. The Hale collapsed on the chair next to her and grabbed the teens hand; "Vicky I am so sorry, I should have been there, it's all my fault"

"It's not your fault Derek" Lydia whispered, she sat the opposite side and grabbed her cousins' arm, "what matters now is that we make sure no one else hurts her anymore; okay?"

Derek nodded but didn't reply, they sat in silence, the heart monitor steadily beating in the background. A knock at the door tore Derek's eyes away from Vicky, Sheriff Stilinski walked in, he looked at the trio with teary eyes. "Who did this?" He asked, his eyes resting on Vicky.

"We aren't sure yet" Derek replied, his gaze returning to the still teen.

"You have an idea though?"

"Yes" Derek replied shortly.

The Sheriff nodded, he cleared his throat, "I'm sorry I have to take statements from all of you" he looked at Lydia, "Lydia, how about we start with you?"

The Martin teen nodded and squeezed her cousins' hand before leaving Derek alone with Vicky; who covered both his hands-on Vicky's cold one and squeezed it. "Please Vick, let me know that you're okay. Anything! Just so I don't have to worry so much" he paused, "I'm so sorry"

***

"Conducting a witness statement from Derek Hale. Recording starting" Stilinski pressed a button on the recording station.

"Why is it being recorded?" Derek asked, he looked at the Sheriff.

"Because I have taken control of this case Mr Hale; do you have a problem with that?" Agent McCall walked in and sat down next to the Sheriff, much to his dismay. "Is it true you are in a relationship with the victim Victoria Martin?"

"Yes"

"And how long has this relationship lasted?"

"Just over six months" Derek replied

"And where were you last night from 7pm?"

Derek bitch-glared the agent, "I was at the Lacrosse game, and then waited for Vicky to finish getting changed"

"Do you have anyone to back that up Mr Hale"

"Yes" Derek replied, he didn't look away from the agent's eyes.

"Who?"

"Scott McCall, Melissa McCall, Chris Argent, Coach, everyone at the game?!" Derek replied through his teeth.

"Do you know of anyone who would want to hurt Victoria Martin?" McCall asked the Hale.

"No"

"Are you sure?" Agent McCall asked, "may I remind you that this is now a federal case, and that lying will result in a long prison sentence"

"Yes"

McCall brought up CCTV pictures of Vicky's Jaguar, where the front and back windshield had bullet holes, the side of the car had deep scratches, and a few dents down the bodywork. "Did you know this car was registered in the victim's name?"

"I knew Vicky" he emphasised the teens name, "had bought an English car, but I never saw it"

"This was following the Jaguar" he threw down a CCTV picture of a black van with various dents and scratches on the front of the car. "We believe this van was trying to run her off the road; can you think of a reason someone would want to do that?"

"No"

"Okay" McCall replied, he pressed a remote button, and old TV screen flickered into life, "we have CCTV footage of someone heading in and out of the girl's locker room before and after the attack; would you watch it and see if you recognise anything or anyone"

"Sure" Derek replied, he watched the grainy footage capture the Lacrosse players going into their changing rooms, Vicky walked into the room opposite; a few minutes later, a figure walked down the hall and into the same room as her. The figure was all dressed in black, and had a hood covering their face. The footage sped up, until someone exited the room, and hobbled down the hallway. "You caught someone"

Agent McCall stopped the footage, "we are guessing its someone that knows her, either from Beacon Hills or England that has something against her" he paused, "if you know anything, you'll get in touch?"

***

"What did they ask you?" Peter asked, they were all sat in Vicky's room. Scott and Stiles at the end of the bed, as Peter and Derek were by Vicky.

"About me and Vicky, then her Jaguar" He looked at Scott and Stiles, "you never told me it was that serious, the car was a complete wreck"

"Isaac was in the car with her, not us" Stiles lifted his hands in the air.

"Anyway" Peter prompted.

"Anyway, he asked if I knew if anyone had any grudges with her. They caught someone on CCTV before and after attacking Vicky. We need to get a look at that video and see if we can identify it to be Nathan"

"Or someone else" Scott added, he looked at Stiles, "think your dad will let us look?"

"Yeah I'm sure he will" Stiles replied, "If Vicky's injured, it changes everything, you know he has a soft spot for her"

"So, does everyone in this little town" Peter waved around the room at the various get well soon cards and assorted flowers that have been gathered.

"You get the video and meet us back here"

"Aren't you going home?" Scott asked the Hale

Derek shook his head, "staying here until she wakes up"