Stiles and I quickly jumped into Sheriff's SUV trying to track down the Chimera that had poisoned his father.
Scott tried to run after us as Stiles and I slammed our doors shut and hit the lock button on all four doors so Scott couldn't enter the vehicle with us. He pulled on the handle in the back behind my seat trying to open the door.
"Guys?" He asked befuddled.
"Yeah, we can do the rest ourselves." I answer tartly.
"You don't even know where to start." Scott points out. All we know that it's another Chimera. Do you even know where you're headed?"
Stiles nor I answer him as he starts the vehicle.
"Come on, let me help. I can find the clues you can't. Emily's powers aren't as strong as mine. I can find what she can't." I narrow my eyes at him.
We don't answer and Stiles puts the SUV into gear and starts to roll forward away from Scott.
He bolts in front of us, putting his hands on the hood. Stiles slams on the break to avoid hitting Scott.
"I would've given him a little tap." I admit.
"You can't do this alone, okay? You need me. You need all of us. I can get more help. I can text Liam."
"Liam just tried to kill you." Stiles states flatly speaking for the first time.
"Okay, then at least let me help." Scott pleads.
"You believed him." Stiles says.
"You trusted him, too. Theo got to all of us." Scott argues.
"You know, you don't even know the real story." I snap meaning the incident with Donovan that made Scott believe we murdered the little bastard.
"I don't need to. All that matters right now is the Sheriff. Come on, guys. We survived an Alpha pack, a Dark Druid, professional assassins. We could survive Dread Doctors and Chimeras, too."
Stiles and I look at each other, then he looks away like the wheels in his head are beginning to spin. "We're not looking for a missing Chimera. We're looking for a missing teenager."
Stiles gives me a looking meaning we should let Scott help. I let out a heavy sigh.
"Son of bitch." I mutter. "Get in the back." I order to Scott and press the unlock button to let the puppy in.
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We ran back inside Stiles' house to look at his crime board where he had a list of all the genetic Chimeras.
Scott and I look over the board as Stiles checks to see if any teenagers were reported missing lately.
He comes over to us. "There was a call a few hours ago about a sophomore from Beacon High who never came home last night."
"What's his name?" I ask as I look over the paper with names hanging on the board a pen held near my face.
"Noah Patrick." Stiles answers.
I take the pen in my hand and scan the list. I stop and circle the boy's name on the paper.
"Got him."
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Before we leave to get to the school I pull out my phone with another Chimera and a mystical poison it might be time to call in an expert.
Another Argent.
We head back to the school and quickly find Noah's locker. Scott uses his wolf strength to break the lock off and open the locker. He reaches inside and grabs Noah's jacket. "Now we can catch his scent." He states.
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Regression to the Mean>> (Teen Wolf) Book Four
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