The Other Argent

Cousin Miguel

Chapter 8

The next night I got a call from Derek to explain a plan one of three genius's came up with. The plan was while Derek tried to talk to Harris who apparently had talked to Laura and could have a connection to the Alpha and Derek thinks he might be on the Alpha's list of people he wants to kill, anyway back to the plan Scott, Stiles and I would drive his car so the cops and or my family could chase us and Derek could get away without being caught.

So here I was sitting in the back of Derek's car in my leather jacket blue jeans and white t- shirt with black lace around the collar.

We were going about a 75 and Scott is driving personally I think I should drive but no, Derek refused to let me touch his car.

 So here we are driving for our lives so my aunt doesn't catch us and try to kill us. 

"Faster?" Scott asks. 

"Scott a lot faster!" I say nervously. I turn around in my seat to see a car right behind us.

"Hey, Scott, I don't think your grasping the concept of the car chase here." Stiles points out nervously from the front. 

"If I go faster, I'll kills us." Scott retorts rapidly 

"If you go slower she is going to kill us." I say rapidly.

"They're gone." Stiles cuts in looking out the window. I turn around and see my aunt no longer tailing us.

Now that we lost Kate, we need to get Derek. 

I turn to look at Stiles. "Stiles, turn on the radio, we need to find Derek." He switches it on

"All units, suspect is on foot heading into the iron works."

Scott slams on the gas and we take off to the iron works, I look out the window watching for Derek. "Stop there he is!" I yell. The car pulls to a stop 

"Get in." Stiles calls to Derek who is ducking behind a fork lift thanks to my dad who is shooting a cross bow at him. 

Stiles throws the door open, as my dad pulls out a machine gun. "Great now he has the machine gun." I say sarcastically. 

Stiles jumps on me and climbs in the back. "Stiles get the hell off of me." I mutter. 

"Sorry." he mutters back. He falls off of me and sits in the back. Derek climbs in the car and we take off again.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?" Scott barks.

 "Damn it, I had him!" Derek shouts while slamming his fist into the dash.

 "Who the Alpha?" Stiles asks.

 "Yes! He was right in front of me and the freaking police showed up." Derek rants in frustration.

 "Oh, hey they're just doing their jobs..." Stiles starts then stops talking when he sees the look on Derek's face. If looks could kill.

"Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state." The older wolf says while I give Scott a look.

 "Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it." Scott defends.

 "All right. How did you find him?" Stiles cuts in while trying to be the referee with Scott and Derek.

Derek gives a look to us then looks out the window. 

"Can you at least trust us for at least half a second?" Scott questions. 

"Yeah all of us." Stiles adds. Which earns another glare from Derek. 

"Or just her. I'll be back here." Stiles says whist shrinking back in the seat.