Stiles followed the sound of Jackson's heartbeat as Scott asked. He swerved the jeep round the corner and pulled to a stop a few feet from Jackson and Mr Argent.
"Hey", Scott called. "Yo" Stiles greeted. Jackson swallowed and nodded at his co captain. "Hey Scott. Your friend was having some car trouble and we were just taking a look", Mr. Argent called back. "Ah, well there is a shop just down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck", Scott replied.
"You wanna a ride?" Stiles offered. "Come on Jackson you're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself." Jackson began to walk towards them. Stiles noticed Chris Argent leant down towards the car and he did something out of sight. "Boys", he called over again. He walked over and turned the engine on. "Told you I knew a few things about cars", he smiled as he went back to his car. All three of them stood there waiting until he was out of sight. "So what is this? Are you following me?" Jackson accused them.
"Yes you stupid frigging idiot. You almost gave away everything right there", Scott growled. "What are you talking about?" gaped a confused Jackson. "He thinks you're the second beta", Scott spat at him. "What?" cried Jackson.
"He thinks you're me", yelled Scott before he punched Stiles jeep to stop him from punching Jackson. "Dude, my jeep", sighed Stiles. "And Jackson we could both hear your heart beating from a mile away, literally."
"Wait a minute. We? Are you trying to tell me you're one too?" Jackson turned on Stiles. "Yes and no. I am something but not the something you want to be", Stiles mumbled. "Back to the matter at hand."
"Now he thinks there is something wrong so I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too", Scott growled again. Stiles jumped forward and grabbed Scott before he could hit his precious jeep again. "How about we all just step away from Stiles' jeep right?"
"You know this is your problem, not mine. I didn't say anything which means you're the one that's gonna get me killed", retorted Jackson as he pushed Scott into the jeep behind them.
"Can we stop hitting my jeep?" Stiles cried. "You know you wouldn't have to protect me if you get me what I want. Get it for me and I will be fine protecting myself", Jackson sneered before turning away to get into his Porsche. He gave them both one more look of great distaste before he pulled away.
Stiles helped himself to some milk straight from the carton, glad his dad wasn't around. His dad severely disapproved of him doing that. He startled suddenly as he turned around and saw his dad sitting at the table in the dining room. "Whatcha doing?" he called out. "Work", his dad replied. "Anything I can do to help?"
"You know if you could pour me an ounce of whiskey that would be awfully nice", the sheriff replied. Stiles grabbed a glass and brought the bottle over. Sitting at the table he filled the glass and said "there you go" to his dad. His dad was so preoccupied with work he didn't pay attention to the amount in the glass. Stiles felt bad that he was using alcohol to lower his dads guard but he needed information and his dad wouldn't give it to him freely. "You know Derek Hale would be a hell of a lot easier to catch if we could actually get a picture of him", his dad mumbled. "How do you not have a picture of him?" Stiles asked amused. "I don't know. It's like every time we tried to get a picture of him two laser beacons were pointed at the camera."
"So any other leads?" Stiles asked a moment or two after his dad had drained the glass. "You know I can't talk to you about it", his dad told him as he smacked Stiles hand away from the papers on the desk. "The funny thing is that it's all connected." The alcohol was taking effect and his dads words began to slur together slightly. "The bus driver that got murdered was an insurance investigator who led the investigation of the Hale house fire."
"Huh, terminated on suspicion of fraud", Stiles read off the report. "And the video store clerk was a convict with a history of arson."
"And the other two? The ones murdered in the woods?" Stiles asked. "They both had multiple convictions of theft, GBH and arson", the sheriff confirmed what Stiles had suspected. "So maybe they all had something to do with the fire?"
"Maybe. I just don't get it though. If it was Derek, then why kill everyone involved with the fire? And why start with his sister? I mean she had nothing to do with it", Stiles' dad muttered.
"Are you sure there is no other way for us to do this?" Stiles asked down the phone line.
Stiles just do it! He can't do anything in public.
"Okay, but you owe me one", Stiles grunted. He pulled his wheel round so his jeep would collide with the car parked at the side of the road. He watched as Ms. McCall got out the car and walked towards him. "Ahh, Stiles!" she cried.
"Ms. McCall?" Stiles tried to act innocent. "Woah, I have no idea what happened. You just came out of nowhere."
"We came out of nowhere?! We were parked at the side of the road, Stiles", she screamed at him. "So I guess we should call the police and do the whole accident report thing?" Stiles whistled.
"I don't think that will be necessary", Peter commented. "But maybe we should postpone our date. I want everything to be perfect for you", he said turning to Melissa. She looked a bit shocked but recovered quickly, "Um yeah sure. I mean we can do another time. I hope your car is alright."
"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. Just a little bumper damage", Peter said as he climbed back in the car. He drove off seconds later and Melissa turned on Stiles. "You are giving me a ride home, young man. Wait until your father hears about this", she struggled to keep from screaming at him again. "Really I'm sorry Ms. McCall. I didn't mean to do it. I don't know what happened. It's all sort of a blur. I can't remember it clearly", babbled Stiles characteristically.
Melissa bit her lip and her breathing hitched as he explained. She hoped it wasn't a usual occurrence, if it turned out it was then Stiles could be really sick. She didn't want to think about it tonight so she quietly whispered "its okay" and hugged him before turning towards the jeep.