Party Guessed/Fury
Heather walked behind Scott and Heather as they talked about Jackson, she grabbed Isaac's leather jacket and pulled it on.
"I'm saying we need a new Plan, because next time, one of Us is gonna be too hurt to heal." Derek explained as they entered the subway car, Heather looked around in disgust.
"Ugh, I get it. We can't save Jackson." Scott groaned.
"We can't seem to kill him. Either." Derek said, "I've seen a lot of things, Scott. I've never seen anything like this. Every new moon's just gonna make him stronger."
"But how do we stop him?" Scott asked; heather frowned.
"I don't know. I even called my mom, she couldn't find anything. I don't even know if we can." Heather said sitting down on a seat. "My mom is seriously close to coming back to beacon hills and dragging my alpha ass back to Nebraska."
Scott gave her a weird look and she shook her head, and gave him a 'don't ask' look.
"Yeah, maybe we should just let the Argents handle it." Scott suggested; Heather quickly shook her head, not wanting the Argent's anywhere near Jackson.
"I'm the one who turned him. It's my fault." Derek said heather stood up and keeled in front of her cousin. She made him look at her.
"You didn't turn him into this." she said; Derek frowned and shook his head.
"This happened because of something in his past, right?" Scott asked as he leaned against the poll, heather stood back up and leaned against the seat next to Derek.
"That's a legend in a book. It's not that simple."
"What do you mean?" heather asked confused.
"What are you not telling me?" Scott said his face matching heather's.
"Why do you think I'm always keeping something from you?"
"Because you always are." Scott and heather said together, the looked at each other and smiled slightly before Scott continued. "Keeping something from me."
"Well, maybe I do it to Protect you." Derek said looking at Heather pointedly. She glared at him.
"I'm an Alpha Derek I don't need you're protection, pretty bang up job you're doing with your own Betas."
Derek's eyes flashed red as he stood up and got in Heather's face.
"Like you could do any better." he growled. Heather smirked.
"Even if I did have Betas they sure wouldn't be high school rejects." she said pushing him away. Derek growled and Scott quickly got between to Alpha's before it resulted into a fight.
"we don't need our two strongest werewolves fighting against each other." Scott said shoving them apart. "Doesn't being part of your Pack mean no more secrets?"
Derek looked at him.
"Go home, Scott." he said, "Sleep. Heal. Make sure your friends are safe. 'Cause the full moon's coming. And with the way things are going, I've got a feeling it's gonna be a rough one."
heather rolled her eyes and turned to Scott,
"I'll give you a ride home come on." she said before sending Derek a glare. Scott nodded and followed the female Alpha out and to her car.
"so have you and Derek always been so bi-polar like this?" Scott asked as he got into the car. Heather laughed and started the car.
"yeah we were, My mom used to say we were like her and uncle Peter. We could be best friends for a day but the next be at each others throat. We both hate to lose, and both of us being Alpha's doesn't help it."
Scott nodded and turned to look at the trees passing. They arrived at his house and he opened the door.
"hey Scott." heather said causing the Beta to stop and look at her. "we'll figure something out okay, This will not end with Jackson dying."
Scott nodded and wished her a goodnight before walking up to his door. Heather waited for him to enter the house before driving off.
The next morning heather found herself back at Derek's hide out, Holding three bags filled with breakfast sandwiches and four coffees. She walked in to Derek opening his big trunk of torture, heather shuttered as she remembered wearing them when she was younger.
"I come bearing breakfast for my favorite under-aged Betas." she said smiling; the three betas smiled and hurried to grab their bag and coffee. Derek glanced at heather who glared at him, letting him know she was still pissed off from last night. "None for the ass of an Alpha through, sorry Der, looks like the cafe hates you just as much as I do."
Derek rolled his eyes as Isaac walked over to the Trunk of torture.
"What is that?" He asked tracing the spirals
"It's a triskele." Boyd Spoke up, Heather smiled as everyone glanced at him, At least one of Derek's Betas were smart. "Spirals mean different things Past, present, and future. Mother, father, child."
"You know what it means to me?" Derek asked; Heather rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"Alpha, beta, omega?"
"That's right." Derek said before standing up. "It's a spiral. Reminds us that we can all rise to one or fall to another. Betas can become alphas, but alphas can also fall to betas or even omegas."
"Like Scott?" Isaac asked; Derek told him that Scott was with them. "Really? Then where is he now?"
Heather growled causing all four pack members to look at her, she stood nose to nose with Isaac.
"He's looking for Jackson. He has a couple full moons on you. So he doesn't need to be restrained." she said; "do not act as if Scott is just sitting by and doing nothing. He's trying to save Jackson while all you seem to want to do is kill him."
Derek pulled Heather away from his Beta. "Don't worry, he's not gonna have it easy tonight either. None of us will." he said;
"There's a price you pay for this kind of power, You get the ability to heal. But tonight you're gonna want to kill anything you can find." Heather said; Erica laughed.
"Good thing I had my period last week, then." she said; Heather smiled slightly before taking a drink of her coffee and walking back outside.
Her phone rings and she looked at the caller ID, Scott's name flashed on screen she smiled and answered it.
"Hello Scottie what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked;
"are you coming to Lydia's birthday party tonight?" He asked; A confused look crossed Heather's face as she shook her head.
"No Scott, I am not. I am the librarian not some student who likes to hang out in the library. It would break so many rules if I go to the party."
he groaned.
"it's just that Allison's going to be there and I think Jackson is going to." Scott said; Heather smiled and shook her head.
"Look Scott, Allison thought she was helping just cut her some slack alright. And as for Jackson if anything serious happens just call me alright."
He agreed and said goodbye. Heather hung up, got in her car and drove home. If Derek didn't know how to handle three Betas he shouldn't have made three betas.
The full moon was just visible when Heather stood on the Argent's roof. She sat next to Allison's window. As much as she hated Victoria she didn't deserve to die like this, because of her. She let her head fall back against the wall as she waited, she heard Victoria in Allison's room; she could practically feel the older woman's grief.
"I didn't get a chance to talk to her." Victoria told someone, Heather could smell Chris's aftershave, so she assumed Victoria was talking to him, "So I want to do it here, where I can be with her."
Heather felt tears fill her eyes; she was taking Allison's mother away from her. Why were the Argent's so stubborn, Victoria could learn how to control it. Heather stopped and frowned, but did they really need a werewolf who hunted fellow werewolves?
"this was the woman who tried to kill you and Scott." heather whispered to herself; suddenly all the sorrow she felt for the woman disappeared and all Heather could think of was Allison,
"I think I'm gonna need your help." Victoria said to Chris; heather frowned, even in death the woman was selfish. Killing herself in her daughter's room, that's going to cost hundreds in therapy bills.
"Wait." Chris said; heather had tears well up in her eyes; she caused this, she caused Chris to feel this way,
"I can feel it." Victoria said; Flashes of all the people heather had lost came to mind. "It's happening."
Dad. Brianna."You know what to do."
Aunt Talia. Cora."You know what to tell people."
Uncle Peter. Lauren. "Tell them I had a history of depression."
Morgan. "Promise me."
"I will." Chris said softly, "I will, even though I've never seen you depressed once in 20 years."
Heather frowned at the heartbreak in his voice. She tuned out their conversation and let her mind wander as she thought about why they were there. Victoria would have killed Scott and her had Derek not intervened. She shouldn't feel sorry for her, she should feel that Victoria got what was coming to her but Heather couldn't find it in her bones to do so.
"I can't do this myself." Victoria said; "Chris. Help me."
There were a few moments of silence before Victoria told him now. Heather heard the blade slide into her heart, she flinched as Victoria let out a sob of pain. Chris let out a sob and heather felt tear begin to fall down her cheek. She glanced into the window her eyes connecting with Chris's. She froze, Chris glared at her, she grabbed her phone and typed something before holding up to the window. Chris looked at the message confused. She was sorry? She had nothing to do with Derek biting Victoria why was she sorry? Heather heard a noise from within the house and took off. When she arrived home she collapsed on her bed and cried herself to sleep.
"Heather!" she heard someone yell startling her her awake. She was in her room at Aunt Talia's house. She looked around confused before sitting up. A younger looking Derek stood there looking at her expectantly
"Derek?" heather asked confused; the younger boy rolled his eyes.
"your weird friend is here, Morgan. She said she needed to talk to you." heather stared at him confused before standing up and following her cousin down the stairs.
Suddenly she was standing in the Forrest watching her younger self and Morgan yelling at each other.
"that's not fair Morgan climb down, you can't climb trees in tag!" her younger self yelled up at her best friend.
"NO!" Morgan yelled laughing, "Make me come down."
Heather tried to run towards her younger self but found that she couldn't get to her as she used her werewolf strength to punch the tree successfully making the tree shake. But Morgan didn't have a good grip and began to fall. The younger heather looked on frozen with fear as her best friend hit the ground breaking her neck. Heather finally grabbed her younger self and cried out as her eyes turned from yellow to a bright blue.
Heather shot awake to the sound of her phone ringing. She quickly picked her phone up and said hello
"Heather, We know who the Master is, can you meet us at Stiles' house?" Scott asked; She nodded and stood up. "did you just nod? I hope you just did."
"Yes Scott I'll be right there." she said before throwing on a jacket and rushing to her car. She arrived at Stiles' place five minutes later Scott was waiting for her at the front door and she followed him into Sheriff Stilinski's office.
"you in on this too?" Sheriff Stilinski asked; Heather shrugged.
"I figured if they had an adult with them they wouldn't get killed." she said; The Sheriff smiled.
"you didn't have anything to do with my son stealing a police truck did you?" he asked; Heather shook her head.
"that was before I joined in I promise." she said before turning to Stiles who took the lead.
"So this kid's the real killer?" Sheriff Stilinski asked
"Yeah." Stiles said which began a 'no' 'yes' argument. Heather smiled at the father son relationship that stiles and his father had, it had reminded her of her own relationship with her father. "Dad, come on. Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So all you have to do is, like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common."
"it worries me that you know that Stiles." Heather comments earning a grin from Scott.
"Yeah, except for the fact that the rave promoter Kara wasn't in Harris's class." Sheriff Stilinski said; Stiles did some weird hand movements and sighed
"All right, okay, you're right, sorry." he said; "Then I guess they dropped the charges against him?"
"No, you know what? They're not dropping the charges." Sheriff Stilinski said; "But that doesn't prove anything. Heather, Scott, do you believe this?"
"That's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta trust us." Scott said before looking over at Heather who shrugged. "We know it's Matt."
"Yeah, he took Harris's car, okay? Look, he knew that if a cop found tire tracks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris's class, that they'd arrest him." Stiles tried to explain. Heather frowned, he was going into law enforcement, she could see it now.
"All right, fine." Sheriff Stilinski relented. "I'll allow the remote possibility, but give me a motive. I mean, why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Stiles said; Heather looked at him confused; had they figured out why Matt was killing the students, "Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in, like, six years."
Heather rolled her eyes,
"seriously Stiles?" she said; he glanced at her and frowned
"Okay, we don't have a motive yet." he said waving his hand around. "I mean, come on, does Harris?"
"What do you want me to do?" Sheriff Stilinski asked
"We need to look at the evidence." Scott informed him;
"Yeah, that would be in the station, where I no longer work." Sheriff Stilinski said; Heather frowned; aren't they suppose to send out a news bulletin or something, she shook her head, she really didn't to start watching the news.
"Trust me, they'll let you in." Stiles said; Heather raised her eyebrow as Stiles's father looked at him.
"Trust you?" he said pointing at his son.
"Trust trust Scott? Or Heather?" Stiles tried; Heather frowned.
"Scott I trust. Heather, it's too soon to tell no offense." Sheriff Stilinski said; Heather shrugged
"None taken sir." she said before following them out his dad's car. Stiles and Heather began elbowing each other to get to the passenger side door, but one growl from her made stiles get into the back.
It didn't take long before the group arrived at the sheriff's station, the officer behind the counter looked at Mr. Stilinski confused.
"It's 2:00 in the morning." she said; Heather elbowed Scott in the stomach.
"Okay ow. What was that for?" he asked her frowning. She glared at him.
"it's two o'clock in the morning, this couldn't have waited, oh I don't know, until the morning." she muttered to him. Stiles sent her a smirk.
"you know technically it is the morning." Heather shot Stiles a glare before pinching him on the side, Stiles yelped causing Mr. Stilinski and the officer to look at him, he glanced at Heather before apologizing.
"We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles whispered; Scott looked at him and asked why. "Because all the murders were committed by Jackson, except for one, you remember?"
"The pregnant girl, Jessica." heather asked; Stiles looked at her confused. "what I pay attention."
"Yeah. Since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hospital could've seen him."
heather watched the woman nod her head and the Sheriff thank her.
"Boys. Heather." They quickly followed Mr. Stilinski, Stiles quickly waving at the officer, Heather grabbed his hand and sent the officer an apologetic look.
"You're dad can get in a lot of trouble because of this. Can you not act as if everything is normal please." she snapped before catching up to Mr. Stilinski. "Sheriff, where's the uh bathroom?"
"it's just down the hall a bit." he said; she thanked him and ran down the hall to the bathroom.
When she was done she entered the Sheriff's old office to find them looking at a computer screen. Whatever was on the screen caught Scott's attention because he was telling Mr. Stilinski to go back.
"That's him! That's Matt!" Stiles said
"All I see is the back of someone's head."
"Matt's head, yeah. I sit behind him in history." stiles explained. "He's got a very distinct cranium, it's weird. Tell him Heather."
Heather shot him a look.
"i don't make it a habit at looking at the back of student's heads you're on your own stiles." he rolled his eyes
"All right, fine, then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?"
"Millions, literally." Mr. Stilinski said shooting Heather a 'can you believe this kid?' look she smiled and walked over to stand behind Mr. Stilinski.
"I personally own like three. And lord knows Derek has a bunch" Heather said before she froze, "not saying that it's Derek."
Scott shook his head at the Alpha.
"Okay, can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras." Scott suggested; Mr. Stilinski does that and the same person appeared on the screen again.
"Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again." Stiles said excitedly
"You mean there's the back of his head again." Mr. Stilinski said in disbelief; Heather smiled
"Okay, but look." Stiles said looking at Scott and Heather.
"He's talking to someone." Heather observed.
"He's talking to my mom." Scott said frowning; he quickly pulled out his phone and dialed his mom. She picked up and Scott began asking her about Matt.
"Scott, you know how many people I deal with in a day?" She said sighing. Scott looked at the other three people in the room before down at his phone.
"This one's 16 he's got dark hair, looks like a normal teenager." Scott said before Stiles cut in.
"Yeah, he looks evil." He said; Heather smacked him on the back of his head. He glared at her; she raised her eyebrow and he looked back down at the phone.
"Scott, I already talked to the police about this." she said; Scott told her he was going to take a picture and send it to her. When she got it he asked her if she recognized or remembered him. "Yeah, I did. I mean, I remember I stopped him because he was tracking mud in the hall. Scott, what's going on?"
"It's it's nothing, mom." Scott told her, "I'll explain later. I gotta go."
Mr. Stilinski began looking through the files.
"We've got shoe prints alongside the tire tracks at the trailer site." he explained.
"And if they match, that puts Matt at the scene of three murders." Stiles continued. "The trailer, the hospital, and the rave."
"Actually, four." Mr. Stilinski said; Scott heather and stiles all looked at him, "A credit card receipt for an oil change was signed by Matt at the garage where the mechanic was killed."
"When?" Heather asked.
"A couple hours before Stiles got there."
"All right, dad, if one's an incident, two's a coincidence, and three's a pattern, what's four?" stiles asked;
"Four's enough for a warrant." Mr. Stilinski said; "Scott, call your mom back, see how quick she can get here. If I can get an official I.D., I can get a search warrant. Stiles, go to the front desk. Tell them to let Scott's mom in when she gets here."
"On it." Stiles said leaving; Heather walked over to Scott.
"I'll call Derek." she whispered before walking out of the room. She stood outside the door and pulled out her phone and called Derek.
"Der I need you to come to the Sheriff's station. We think...no we know we have the master it's..." she felt someone touch her shoulder. She turned and frowned. Stiles was the one who touched her, Matt was behind him with a gun.
"hang it up." he demanded; she nodded and ended the call. Matt motioned the gun inside the office and Heather took Stiles's hand before entering the room.
"She's on her way here." Scott said before noticing that Sheriff Stilinski was staring at Heather, Stiles and Matt. "Sheriff?"
"Matt? It's Matt, right?" Sheriff Stilinski said; "Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun."
"You know, it's funny you say that, because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt said; Heather glared at him, he just smirked at her.
"I know you don't wanna hurt people." Sheriff Stilinski tried to reason with him.
"Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people." Matt said; "You four weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded."
Heather put her phone behind her back and pushed the call button knowing it would dial Derek.
"And one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall and Ms. Parker are doing. That that could definitely get someone hurt." heather glared at him before putting her phone on the table.
"Everyone." he said motioning with the gun, no one moved "Now!"
Everyone put their phones on the desk. And Matt made them go to the holding cell where he told stiles to put handcuffs on his father. Stiles put them on but very loosely.
"Come on." Matt said pointing the gun at Stiles. "Tighter."
"Do what he says, Stiles." Sheriff Stilinski told his son. Next Matt turned to heather.
"Get into the cell." he told her; she glared at him.
"and what leave you alone with Stiles and Scottie. I don't think so dumb ass." she snapped; Matt frowned and shot her in the leg. She fell to the ground and Matt pointed the gun at Stiles and Scott.
"Move her into the cell." he demanded; Scott and Stiles picked her up and sat her softly on the ground.
"Take care of each other. I'll make sure nothing happens to Daddy Stilinski." she whispered to them before they left the cell. Matt slams the door and makes Stiles and Scott leave. She looked at Sheriff Stilinski;
"mind if I tare up this sheet so I can stop the bleeding?" she asked him. He nodded before she began tearing the blanket and wrapped it around her wound making sure that she got blood on it. So it didn't look like it healed.
Later on she could smell Derek's scent; she smiled softly, before using her nails to unlock the door. Mr. Stilinski looked at her confused as she stood up and the bandage fell.
"how ar-what?" he said confused. She stood next to him.
"please don't tell anyone." she whispered; He looked up at her and her and nodded in understanding. "thank you, I'll get stiles out of this. He will be fine."
"Does he know about you?" he asked; she shook her head no, it was not her place to tell him about Stiles and Scott's involvement. She quickly made her way though the hall way she heard Matt's voice from the office.
"Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky enough to be a big, bad werewolf." She heard him say; "Oh, yeah, that's that's right. I've learned a few things lately. Werewolves, hunters, kanimas. It's like a frickin' Halloween party every full moon. Except for you, Stiles. What do you turn into?"
"Abominable snowman." Stiles said causing Heather to grin at his wit. "But, uh, it's more of, like, a wintertime thing, you know, seasonal." there's a struggle, "You bitch." then a thud; Heather felt fury rise in her body
"get him off of me." she heard Derek say.
"Oh, I don't know, Derek." Matt said; heather could faintly see him leaning over Derek and Stiles. "I think you two make a pretty good pair. It must kinda suck, though, to have all that power taken away from you with just a little cut to the back of the neck. I bet you're not used to feeling this helpless."
Heather let a howl out before jumping through the glass in her full Alpha form. Matt stumbled back in shock as Jackson jumped towards her; they begin to fight but even in her full form Jackson was too strong, he threw her into the wall and she returned to her human form. Matt laughed as Jackson backed away from her.
"huh you learn something new everyday." suddenly a car pulled up; "Is that her?"
Heather met Scott's eyes from across the room and nodded.
"Do what I tell you to and I won't hurt her." Matt said. "I won't even let Jackson near her."
"Scott, don't trust him!" Stiles said; Matt flipped Stiles over and put his foot on his throat.
"This work better for ya?" he asked; heather resisted the urge to pounce on Matt.
"Hey, just stop! Stop!" Scott yelled
"Then do what I tell you to." Matt snapped; Scott said he would and Matt took his foot of his throat.
"You, take him in there." He pointed to Jackson; "You with me."
Heather hurried over to sit by Derek as a shot rang out; Heather heard Scott's mom scream and frowned.
"you need to go." Derek said; she shook her head. "Heather you have to go before they come back. Please."
"i am not leaving you, Stiles or Scott." heather cried; "so shut the hell up."
Scott and Matt arrived minutes later.
"The evidence is gone." Scott said as heather got up to stand by him. "Why don't you just go?"
"You you think the evidence mattered that much, huh?" Matt said, "No, no, I-I want the book."
"What book?" Heather asked; Scott frowned
"The bestiary." Matt said; "Not just a few pages, I want the entire thing."
"I don't have it." Scott explained, "It's Gerard's. What do you want it for, anyway?"
"I need answers." he said Heather looked at him confused
"Answers to what?" she asked;
"To this." he said pulling his shirt up to show that his side was covered in scales. Heather looked down at Derek; who was frowning.
Heather sat back down as Matt took Scott somewhere else, she sighed and ran her fingers through her hair nervously
"Hey." Stiles said; "You know what's happening to Matt?"
"You know, the book's not gonna help him." Derek explained; "You can't just break the rules, not like this."
"What do you mean?" stiles asked
"Universe balances things out." Heather whispered absentmindedly "Always does."
"Is it because he's using Jackson to kill people who don't deserve it?" stiles whispered; heather smiled slightly
"Killing people himself." Derek replied
"So if Matt breaks the rules of the kanima, he becomes the kanima?" Stiles asked
"Balance." Heather and Derek whisper at the same time.
"Will he believe us if we tell him that?" Stiles asked; heather shook her head. "Okay, he's gonna kill all of us when he gets that book, isn't he?" The cousin confirm his fear and he takes a deep breath.
"All right, so what do we do? Do we just do we just sit here and wait to die?" Stiles asked
"Unless we can figure out a way to push the toxin out of my body faster." Derek said ask the smell of blood filled heather's senses. She smirked.
"Like triggering the healing process." she said; "and I would get you out of here before anybody would get the chance to kill you Stiles."
Stiles smiled up at the female Alpha before looking confused.
"Wha oh, what are you doing?" Stiles looked down at Derek's leg to find him pushing his claws into his skin. "Aw, gross."
"So is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?" Stiles asked a little later.
"I think so." Derek replied "I can move my toes."
Stiles gave him an 'are you serious' look causing Heather to laugh.
"Dude, I can move my toes." he said; Heather smiled and told Stiles that he was her favorite as the lights went out and the emergency lights come on. Suddenly gun shots rang out and heather jumped up. The gun shots stopped and Scott rushed in. Derek was able to stand up.
"Take him." Derek told stiles before turning to Heather. "GO!"
She shook her head but Derek gave her a begging look. She sighed and began to rush through the chaos as she's running she bumps into someone, Chris; she struggled against him as he pulled her into a room.
"Let me go!" she said; he pushed her into a seat.
"stop" he said; she does so but frowns. "i need you to stay here. Allison is hell bent on killing Derek."
heather stood and pushed him away but he grabbed her wrist.
"she's going to kill anyone who get in her way. You need to stay here."
"do you even know why Derek bit her?" Heather whispered. Chris looked at her confused. "WELL DO YOU?!"
Chris shook his head and she frowned.
"figured the bitch would make herself seem like the innocent party. She tried to kill Scott and I. You're wife wasn't going by the Code anymore, Chris. Scottie has never hurt anybody. And she was going to kill him. If Derek hadn't of came when he did we both would have been dead." she said, she went to leave again, but Chris pulled her back.
"I need you to stay here okay!" he demanded, "don't ask me why. I just need you to stay here."
Heather didn't know why but she sat back down and crossed her arms.
"thank you." he said before walking out. She frowned. Why was she even listening to him? She stood up and walked out only to see him get attacked by Jackson. Allison shot him but Jackson pulled the bolt out and went after her; Heather hurried to help Chris up.
"As much as I respect you Chris; I made a promise to get Stiles out of here. Go help Allison!" she said; Chris nodded and watched as he ran around to find Stiles; she heard Derek growl so she ran towards him; she got to him in enough time for him to come flying towards her and crash into her. She shoved him off.
"seriously Derek." she muttered he frowned at her.
"Just help!" he growled; she let out a growl and shifted followed Derek; he held up his hand for her to stop.
"What are you doing here? It wasn't supposed to happen like this." She heard Scott say; Heather frowned who was he talking to
"Trust me, I'm aware of that." she heard Gerard say; she gasped; frowning
"I've done everything that you've asked of me." Scott said; "I'm part of Derek's pack, I've given you all the information that you wanted, I told you Matt was controlling Jackson."
"and leave him to us. Help your friends. Leave Matt and Jackson to me. Deal with your mother. Go!"
"You dropped this." Scott said; Heather frowned at Derek as Scott walked away.
i'm actually surprised i got this chapter done before i had to go to work. i hope you enjoy it. there was a bit of heather/Chris there towards the end. i'm sure that since Victoria is dead there will be more.
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