"you're not a bad person, you're a very good person who bad things have happened to."
[ season 1 + 2 ]
DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, JEFF DAVIS DOES I JUST OWN MY OWN STORYLINE
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Ella couldn't be in the house anymore. Her house reeked of sadness, anxiety, and it felt empty. Ella didn't want to be in that house because of what happened, she didn't want to sit in her room and mourn anymore, she needed to help catch the Kanima, who was being controlled by Matt.
To say Stiles was shocked when Ella called asking to help catch Matt, would be an understatement. He believed Ella needed more time to mourn but she wouldn't let him finish, because she was already headed towards the police station.
Ella came through the front door, to be greeted by the police officer at the desk. ''I'm with the sheriff,'' she explained.
The woman gave her a look, before nodding towards the back, letting her through. Ella walked towards Noah's old office, to see Stiles and Scott crowded around Noah's laptop. They stopped talking when she entered the room.
"Ella,'' Stiles breathed, staring at her. Her eyes were bloodshot red, her cheeks flushed. He could tell she wasn't sleeping, and she looked exhausted.
Ella nodded, ''Stiles, Scott, sheriff.''
Stiles came barreling towards her, engulfing her in a much-needed hug. Once he pulled away, Scott came to hug her as well. Even Noah got up from his seat to give the teenager a hug. ''I'm so sorry for your loss,''
If anyone knew how she was feeling or what she was going through, it would be Stiles and Noah, who lost Claudia.
''I need to get my mind off it, so I came to help. You said Matt's the killer?" Ella motioned towards Stiles.
"We're looking at the hospital footage now.'' Scott explained.
Ella stood behind Noah, looking at the footage.
''I mean, look at this.'' Noah explained. ''There was a six-car pile-up that night, the hospital was jammed.''
Stiles motioned towards the laptop, ''All right - just keep going. Look, he had to of passed one the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, okay? He's gotta be on the footage somewhere.''
A few seconds went by before Scott yelled, ''Hold on, stop! Did you see that? Scroll back.''
Ella watched as Stiles scrolled the video back, and then she saw him. Matt. She could tell by the clothes he was wearing.
''That's him! That's Matt!'' Stiles said.
Noah's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. ''All I see is the back of someone's head.''
''Matt's head, yeah.'' Stiles nodded. "I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium. It's weird.''
''Are you crazy?" Noah dead-panned.
''All right – look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know wear black leather jackets?" Stiles continued.
Ella let out a sigh, ''It's him, Sherriff. That's the type of clothing he wears, the only kid at our school who dresses like that.''
