Connections [2]

Rescue

"She's not dead!" Derek exclaimed, pacing up and down.

"Derek, he said, "There's a dead body, it's Erica." Doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation." Stiles said.

"Then who was in the vault with Boyd?" He asked, and he had a good point.

Who else did the alpha pack take captive?

Stiles sighed, rolling his eyes. "Someone else, obviously."

"And maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle." Scott suggested. "Okay, the one who saved you?"

"No, she wasn't like us." Isaac said. "And whoever was in the vault with Boyd was."

"What if that's how Erica died? They, like, pit them against each other during the full moons and see which one survives?" Stiles said.

"What, like a werewolf thunderdome?" I asked him, and he held his hand to his heart.

"You read my mind." He said, making me chuckle.

"Then we get them out tonight." Derek said.

"Be smart about this, Derek. You can't just go storming in." Deaton said to him.

"If Isaac got in, then so can we." He said stubbornly, and I rolled my eyes.

"But he didn't get through a vault door, did he?"

"Derek if we go in without a plan then we're dead too. We could be putting their lives at risk." I said to him.

"Their lives already are at risk!" He snapped at me. "How are we gonna come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than 24 hours?"

"Uh, I think someone already did." I turn and see Stiles on his phone. "Beacon Hills First National closes its doors three months after vault robbery." Doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out."

"How long?" Derek asked.

"It's the internet, Derek. Okay? Minutes."

-

"Boys, Casey." I vaguely heard someone say, but I didn't feel like budging. I wanted to keep sleeping but the person who wanted us up were relentless.

"Hey, time to wake up. Boys, Casey. Boys! Casey!" They suddenly yelled and I jerked awake before tumbling.

"Ow!" I heard another voice say with me.

"Get off!" I look down and see that I was on top of Stiles. I yelped when pushed me off of him and I hit the floor.

"Jerk." I mumbled, getting up from the floor and yawning.

"I got to get to work. You three get to school." Sheriff Stilinski told us.

"Dad!" Stiles stopped him. "Heather?"

"No, nothing yet." He said before walking away. I look down at all the research we printed out and I picked up a random page that had a newspaper on it.

"Stiles, look." I pointed to someone in the picture and his eyes widened.

"Dad? Dad!" Stiles ran out of the room to catch him before he left because his dad is in the newspaper article about the bank robbery.

-

"All right, so we meet at Derek's at five to go over the plan, and then we don't get started until dark." Scott said as the three of us got out Stiles's Jeep.

"Okay. What do we do 'till then?" Stiles asked him.

"Um... go to class?" I said to him, and he rolled his eyes at me.