Full Moon //Derek Hale//

Nine

"Faster?" I asked, keeping my eyes trained on the problem at hand here.

"Much faster." Stiles agreed. I pushed harder, propelling us forward as we sped down the road. We were currently in Derek's precious camaro while he was trying to ask Harris some questions. Kate Argent is right on our tails as of now, and I guess Scott and Stiles are getting agitated because they keep telling me to speed up.

"Hallie, I don't think you're grasping the concept of the car chase here." Scott groaned out, making me push a little bit harder.

"If I go faster, I'll kill us." I said, glancing at the rearview mirror.

"Well, if you don't go faster, they're gonna kill us!" Stiles urged on. I groaned before speeding up once again, only to look back and seeing her car turn around. I slow to a stop, "They're gone." He breaths, pointing out the obvious.

I step on the gas, sending the two boys in the back to the back of the seats. "I have a feeling I know why." I said, spinning the car around as I heard Noah's voice over the radio; "All units, suspect is on foot heading into the Iron Works."

"Get in." Scott said, pushing the door open as I slammed to a stop. Derek jumped in and as soon as he was inside the car, I sped off again as bullets shot through the air, our way.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?" Scott scolded him as Derek looked annoyed.

"Damn it, I had him!" He shouted, punching the dashboard. I took one hand off the steering wheel and grabbed one of his, trying to comfort him.

"Who, The Alpha?" Stiles asked.

"Yes! He was right in front of me, and the friggin' police showed up." He said, rolling his eyes a bit. I crushed his hand a bit as a way to tell him to calm down.

"Whoa, hey, they're just doing their jobs," Stiles started.

"Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state." Derek brought up, glancing as Scott with a glare. I glanced at him through the rearview mirror, seeing the look of regret and guilt on his face.

"Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it." Scott groaned, turning away and towards the window.

"All right. How did you find him?" I asked, bring the topic back up.

"Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?" Scott asked after Derek just huffed out his reply.

"Yeah, all of us." Stiles butted in, cowering back once Derek turned and gave him a stare, "Or just her. We'll be back here." I curled my lips in to stop giggling at that one.

"Look the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things." Derek started, giving my hand a squeeze as he mentioned his late sister, "The first was a guy named Harris."

"Our chemistry teacher?"

"Why him?"

"I don't know yet." Derek said, silencing their questions.

"What's the second?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the road as I drove us to Derek's place.

"Some kind of symbol." He replied, pulling out a piece of paper, a pendant on the paper. "What?" noticing Scott's face, it'd look as if he'd seen a ghost. "You know what this is?"

"I've seen it on a necklace. Allison's necklace." I groaned allowed.

"Of course it all goes back to her. She's the center of it all." I pointed out, slowing down as we reached his 'driveway' of sorts.