W H I R L W I N D | T. Wolf [1]

s c e n e xvii

the part with the real life fast and furious
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Beacon Hills, California
November 2, 2012

Sommer didn't know what was going on when she got a text from her brother telling her to take his car, get the boys and drive; until he'd finally explained that both Kate and Chris Argent, and almost all of Beacon Hills' police department were chasing him down.

Obviously she was a bit annoyed as she picked up the boys, seeing as she'd told Derek specifically to lay low.

But she couldn't change the past.

All she could do was drive like she was in Fast and Furious in order to save her older brother's life.

Yet again.

"Faster?" She asked the boys as she pressed on the gas, Stiles scoffing.

"Much faster!"

Scott frowned and shook his head quickly, horrified. "If she goes any faster, she'll kill us!"

Stiles gave his best friend an irritated look, "If she goes any slower, she'll kill us!"

The two looked back to see the black SUV right on their tail, a familiar woman out the window with a gun on her hands, angry and focused.

Sommer rolled her eyes at the boys' bickering before she shifted and went even faster, turning the corner so sharp, it made the two unbuckled teens slide around in their seats.

"Sommer!"

"We-We lost them.." Scott spoke in astonishment before Stiles' radio buzzed.

"Suspect on foot near the iron works."

Sommer felt a bit of anxiety rush through her before she took another sharp turn and saw her brother running, following the black Camaro.

"Get in, dumbass!" She called out as Scott opened the front door before he dove into the back with Stiles, Derek diving into the front and slamming the door while breathing heavily.

"What did I tell you about lying low!" She angrily yelled to her older brother as she drove a bit faster, Derek ignoring her and hitting his dash.

"Damn it! I had him!"

Stiles perked up, "Who? The alpha?"

Derek nodded, "Yeah! He was right in front of me till the frickin police showed up!"

Sommer could tell Stiles stiffened at the mention of his father, feeling defensive. "Hey! They're just doin their jobs!"

This earned a glare from the scoffing man.

"Yeah. Thanks to somebody who made me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state of California!"

Scott sunk back in his seat as Sommer giggled a bit. "Hey! Can we seriously get past that? I made one dumbass mistake-"

"Only one?" Sommer couldn't stop herself, causing the boy to glare harshly.

"How'd you find him?" Stiles asked as he switched the subject, not wanting to see his best friend's ass get chewed on by either Hale siblings.

Sommer saw her brother shake his head, obviously not wanting to tell them anything.

Scott noticed and groaned. "Can you at least trust us for a half a second?!"

Stiles added, stupidly. "Yeah! Both of us!"

This earned a glare from the man again, causing him to shrink back embarrassedly.

"Or-Or Just Sommer. We'll be back here.."

Sommer rolled her eyes and looked over at her brother for an explanation.

"Look, the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris-"

Stiles cut in, "Our chemistry teacher?! Why him?"

"I don't know yet!" Derek rushed out, Sommer sighing.

"What's the second? Laura never talked to me about this stuff.."

Derek gave her a look, "Yeah, because she didn't want you hurt in the process." After getting a look from his sister, he continued. "It's some kind of symbol.." he stated before taking out a piece of paper.

Scott looked as if he was gonna throw up, his face paling.

"What? Scott, why's your face like that?" She asked is a rush as Derek frowned.

"You recognize it?"

Scott nodded. "Y-Yeah.. It's on a necklace."

Sommer gave him a look, beyond irritated.
"Who's necklace, McCall?"

"Allison's."