Void (The Youngest, Book 3.B.)

Chapter 八 (B)

3rd P.O.V.

Agent McCall was moving in for the Evidence Room when he heard a loud noise behind him and turned just in time to see Stiles stumbling on in and move to stand in front of him with none other than Kylie in his arms. Agent McCall took notice of the fact that his daughter seemed to be passing more time with Stiles than with her own family.

"Thank god you are here," Stiles as he stood between Agent McCall and the door to the office. "Thank the Lord," he added a little louder before letting himself bump into the door slightly.

"What do you want Stiles?" McCall asked him.

Stiles took a deep breath and tried to find something to say. "Uh geez, I...I just, I was thinking, on the case." He decided that that seemed a reasonable excuse as any. He then remembered his and his father's talk this morning. "I was thinking I should clue you in on my thinking. Here's my thinking. I was thinking this... I was thinking that Barrow, right... I was thinking that Barrow received the information about who to kill at the school, right, you know that? So I was thinking maybe the person who gave him that information, check this out, might actually be someone at the school. And that's, uh, my thinking." he finished nodding at him.

That only made McCall raise his head a bit.

"You're right," he said, nodding.

"I am?" Stiles asked a little surprised at the same time as Kylie cocked her head and echoed his thought. "He is?"

"Yep, we started looking for links between Barrow, faculty and students last night."

"So, you already, then, know that stuff?" Stiles said more louder than usual.

"Your dad did," McCall mumbled. "His one, useful suggestion."

Kylie frowned at him.

"Well, he's doing a better job than you!" She huffed.

Agent McCall then moved to step around Stiles and swipe his keycard through but before he could enter into the door, Stiles moved to step in front of him and cut him off as Kylie reached for the keycard. Stiles' face went hard as he glared slightly at him. If there was one thing that he absolutely would not stand for, it was someone insulting his father.

"You know," he said not raising his voice but dropping it to a low, but controlled angry tone. "This attitude that you have towards my dad, you can dress it up to all the professional disapproval that you want but I know the real reason you don't like him."

McCall just smirked down at him. "Is that so?"

"Yeah, because he knows something that you don't want him to know," Stiles said to him unflinchingly. He looked at Scott's dad just roll his eyes at him and move to try and get passed him but Stiles held his ground. "And guess what... I know it too."

Stiles meant that as both a warning and a threat. One that actually had the man take a step back and give him a look. He narrowed his eyes for a moment before he sighed. "Go home Stiles. There's a curfew and take her home please," he said in a low voice. "Keycard, Kylie," She glared at him, but gave him nonetheless. Stiles gave him one last glare before he moved for the door.

Agent McCall watched Stiles and his daughter until they was firmly out the front door before he went and moved into the office. He stepped inside and noticed that the door to the Evidence Room was ajar. He narrowed his eyes at that.

Right outside in the parking lot, Stiles was leaning against his jeep as Kylie sat next to him. He was rubbing at his eyes as Scott and Kira began to run out of the service exit heading for him.