3.7 Currents Part One

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Kaelin's P.O.V

I walked back inside of the mansion when we got back to Beacon Hills, and shut the door behind me.

"Where have you been?" A voice says, and I turn around to see Nana Rose.

"Nana." I say.

"Where have you been?" She repeats, crossing her arms.

"I was just hanging with some friends." I lie smoothly.

"No you weren't. I called Allison and Lydia. They didn't answer." Nana Rose says suspiciously.

"We went to a movie, had to turn our phones off." I explain.

"Cool what movie?" Nana Rose asks.

"Uh," I stutter, "I'm not really sure. Lydia picked it."

"I'm your legal guardian now, I'm supposed to take care of you." Nana Rose says.

"I know and you are." I say simply, confused at where she was going with this.

"So we should spend some more time together." Nana Rose declares. My life has been full of supernatural and school, it was kind of hard to balance already. I didn't want to hurt her though.

"Sure." I say, nodding.

"Great." Nana Rose says grinning, before she walked off. I wouldn't be surprised if she was supernatural, considering how she moved around so fast. Later that night, we were having dinner when Scott called me.

"Sorry." I apologize, "I've got to take this." I walked over into the living room and answered the call. "Scott, what's up?"

'It's Danny.' Scott says.

"What happened to Danny Scott?" I demand.

'Ethan brought him in, it can't be a coincidence.' Scott says.

"I'm on my way." I assure him. I walk over to the dining room where we were eating. "I'm sorry. I've got to go." Nana Rose had a sad expression. I felt bad for leaving. I grabbed a hoodie and walked out of there.

'Stiles is picking you up.' Scott says.

"You don't trust me to drive myself?" I ask him annoyed.

'He's already on his way, besides your house is on the way to the hospital.' Scott explains. At that moment, Stiles drove up in Roscoe.

"Need a ride? Your too pretty to be standing here all by yourself!" Stiles says winking.

"Nice. But, Lydia will probably shoot you down." I remark, as I walk up and get in the jeep.

"Thanks for your courtesy. I'm wounded." Stiles says, acting offended. I rolled my eyes. Stiles started the jeep and we went on our way.

"Did you fix your list of suspects yet?" I ask him, and he looks to me worriedly.

"Well I have four suspects now." Stiles says.

"Derek's still on there isn't he?" I ask angrily.

"He's a mysterious person!" Stiles defends.

"He can be a little mysterious-" I start, but he cuts me off.

"See?" Stiles says.

"But, he's a werewolf. Not a druid." I correct. "And Deaton said the darach is a dark druid. Derek can't be the darach if he's not a druid."

"Fine." Stiles sighs.

"Who's next on your list?" I ask him, lifting an eyebrow. I hope it's not that bad.

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