marcie - stiles stilinski

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN:

derek was running away from the cops so marcie, stiles and scott had to distract the argents by driving his car.

"faster?" scott asked.

"much faster." marcie and stiles replied in unison.

"hey, scott, i don't think you're grasping the concept of the car chase here." stiles said.

"if i go faster, i'll kill us." scott said.

"well, if you don't go faster, they're gonna kill us!" stiles said making scott go a lot faster.

"okay, wait." marcie said closing her eyes.

stiles heard her mumbling something but he couldn't hear what it was and he saw magic flowing through her hands.

"boom." marcie said opening her eyes again which made the other cars tires pop.

stiles and scott both looked at marcie with impressed looks on their faces.

"they're gone." stiles said as he turned on the police walkie talkie.

"all units, suspect is on foot heading into the iron works." they heard stiles' dad say.

scott quickly drove over there and they saw derek was hiding behind something because chris argent was shooting arrows at him.

"get in." stiles told derek.

derek quickly got inside before argent had the chance to shoot him and scott quickly drove off.

"what part of laying low don't you understand?" scott asked.

"damn it, i had him!" derek shouted angrily.

"who, the alpha?" stiles asked.

"yes! he was right in front of me, and the freaking police showed up." derek said.

"oh, hey, they're just doing their jobs." stiles said as derek glared at him.

"yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state." derek said looking at scott.

"can we seriously get past that? i made a dumbass mistake. i get it." scott said.

"moving on." marcie said.