Chapter 10: Answers

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf. I only own Hope and her storyline.

Hope, Stiles and Scott walked into school the next morning. Scott had just gone through this panicked rant about a dream he had involving Allison. Stiles opened the door to the school, "So, you killed her?"

Scott shrugged, "I don't know. I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

Stiles tilted his head in thought, "Really? I have. It usually ends a little different though."

Hope stopped walking in disgust, "Stiles! I did not need to know that!" He just shrugged in response and pulled her arm to get her walking again. Scott looked at Stiles in amusement, "'A' I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real, and 'B' never give me that much detail about you in bed again."

"Seriously."

Stiles looked at his companions and sighed, "Noted." He adjusted the strap of his bag, "Let me take a guess here."

Scott held up his hand in frustration, "No, I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison\. Like, I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out."

Stiles scoffed, "No, of course not!", Hope and Scott both shot him a look of disbelief, "Yeah, that's totally it."

Scott groaned and hung his head in frustration and Hope gave Stiles a, "Seriously?" look. She lightly tapped Scott on the arm, "Hey, come on. Stiles is just being an idiot. It's gonna be fine, alright?" Scott looked over at her and smiled thankfully. Hope grinned, satisfied, "Now, I need to go to my locker. I'll see you guys later!"

Hope turned away from her friends and started to walk over to her locker. She waved to some people as she walked by until she eventually got to her locker. She entered her combination and opened it with ease. She swung her book bag onto one shoulder so she could get to the front pockets. She took out her history book and put it on one of those shelves you can put in your locker. She reached onto the same shelf and grabbed her chemistry textbook, only to have it fall on the floor. Hope groaned in frustration and closed her bag and put it back on properly. As she went to go lean down to get it a voice said, "I got it!"

She looked up to see Jackson holding her chemistry book. Hope smiled gratefully, "Thanks!" She took the book from Jackson and held it in her arms. Jackson smirked, "No problem."

Hope shut her locker and turned to start walking with him, "Do you need to go to your locker?"

"Yeah, but it's right over here."

Jackson abruptly stopped walking causing Hope to turn and look at him, "What?"

Jackson went digging through his phone, "This text you sent this morning is so not okay."

Hope raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

He handed her his phone, "Read it."

Hope laughed slightly as she read, "'I don't know what you're talking about, Hoosiers is the greatest basketball movie. Ever.'"

"Yeah, no. Coach Carter is.", Jackson took his phone back.

Hope gasped, "Not even! Hoosiers is an underdog story! Everyone loves an underdog!"

"Coach Carter has Samuel L. Jackson."

"Hoosiers had Dennis Hooper AND Gene Hackman. Okay? I lived in New York for most of my life. They live and breathe basketball. I win."

Jackson groaned in frustration, "You don't win."

Hope laughed, "Oh, but I do. You need to go home and watch both movies back-to-back. It'll change you."

Jackson rolled his eyes, "Whatever." She pushed his shoulder, "Don't whatever me!"

"Or you'll do wha-"

Jackson stopped dead in his tracks again before running over to his locker. Hope followed after him to see that his locker was smashed in, "What the hell?"

He glanced over to the stairs to see Scott snickering and shot him a glare, "What are you looking at, asswhipe?"

Hope caught Scott's eye and shot him a knowing look of disapproval. Scott bit his lip to keep from laughing and walked away and shrugged.

Jackson made a loud noise of irritation and Hope grabbed his arm, "Come on, let's just go to chem."

He sighed and nodded and they walked to Mr. Harris's room. They got there before the bell rang, so Hope walked over to where her brother and Scott were standing. When she got to them, she hit Scott's arm, "Not funny."

Stiles looked at them in confusion, "What?"

Scott tried not to laugh again, "It was Jackson's locker."

Stiles was about to laugh when his sister hit his arm, "Don't!" The two boys shared a look and started to try to discreetly laugh, to which Hope rolled her eyes, "Did you guys figure anything out about the dream?"

Stiles looked at her seriously, "Only that it actually happened."

Hope's eyes widened and she said in a hushed tone, "You killed Allison?"

Scott looked at her with wide eyes, "No!"

"Then wha-"

Hope was cut off by the bell and she walked over to her seat next to Jackson. Mr. Harris walked in and they all started to take notes. About five minutes into class, Hope heard Stiles trying to whisper to Scott and miserably failing. This continued on for a few minutes until Mr. Harris turned around and put his hands on his hips, "Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, I think maybe you should pull the headphones out of your ear every once in awhile. And I think you and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?"

Stiles sat up straight, "No!"

Mr. Harris gestured for them to separate causing Hope to giggle quietly. Jackson shot a look at her and chuckled slightly before they both turned back to their work. All of a sudden, one girl in class stood up and said, "Hey, I think they found something!"

Every single student in the class room gathered near the window to see them pulling a man out on a stretcher. Hope stood in between Jackson and Stiles, staring interestedly like everyone else. Everyone was focused intently on the body. All of a sudden, the man popped up, bloody and screaming.

Everyone in the class took a few steps back and screamed. Out of reflex, Hope grabbed onto Jackson's arm in fear. Stiles looked over at his sister to make sure she was okay, only to see what she had done. He raised one eyebrow in confusion, knowing he needed to talk to her later. Scott suddenly grabbed his arm, causing Stiles to grab Hope's and they all moved away from the other teens.

Scott looked at them in fear, "You guys, I did that."

The three teens weaved through the lunchroom with their trays. They were walking to their table talking about the issue at hand. Stiles said, "But dreams aren't memories!"

Scott turned to him as they all sat down, "Then it wasn't a dream! Something happened last night and I can't remember what." Hope sat down next to Stiles, with Scott across from them. Stiles sighed, "What makes you so sure that Derek even has all the answers?"

Scott leaned forward, "Because during the full moon, he wasn't changed!"

Hope leaned forward, "That's right! He was in like, total control."

"Exactly! While I was running around in the middle of the night attacking some totally innocent guy!"

Stiles put his hands on the table, "You don't know that!"

Scott sighed, "I don't not know it! I can't go out with Allison. I have to cancel."

Hope smacked his arm, "You are not canceling! We'll figure this out, okay?"

They were about to continue their conversation when Lydia sat down next to Scott and smirked, "Figure what out?"

The two boys gaped at each other in shock. Hope rolled her eyes, "Homework." Lydia nodded seemingly satisfied with her answer. Suddenly, more people sat down around them, including Allison. She sat down next to Scott and smiled, "Thanks." Hope smirked at Allison knowingly which made Allison hit her arm jokingly, "Hush." Hope shrugged slightly in amusement and opened her water bottle. Danny sat on the other side of Stiles which caused Hope to smile brightly, "Danny!"

He looked around her brother and smiled, "Hey Hope!"

Jackson walked over to the table and up to a guy sitting on the end in between Lydia and Danny. Hope had seen him at the lacrosse game and she thought his name was Brian.

"Get up."

Brian looked up incredulously, "Why don't you ever tell Danny to move?"

Danny laughed, "Because I don't stare at his girlfriend's coin slot."

Hope looked over at Danny and laughed at his response. This caused Jackson to notice Hope and smile at her, which she returned. Brian moved and Jackson took his seat as Danny said, "So I hear they're saying it's some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar."

Jackson leaned back in his chair, "I heard mountain lion."

Lydia snapped her head to look at him, "A cougar is a mountain lion." Everyone looked at her confused which caused her to look forward, "Isn't it?"

Jackson raised an eyebrow, "Who cares? The guy is probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

Stiles was looking through his phone when he looked up, "Actually, I just found out who he is. Check it out." He held out his phone so we could all see the video playing on it. The video told us that the guy's name is Garrison Meyers and that he was in critical condition at the hospital.

Scott leaned back in shock, "I know this guy."

Everyone looked at him confused, "When I used to take the bus, back when I lived with my dad, he was the driver."

Hope and Stiles shared a look of shock as Lydia said, "Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please? Like, oh, where are we going tonight?" She turned to Allison and Scott who just looked at her in confusion, "You said you and Scott were hanging out tonight, right?"

Allison shifted uncomfortably, "Um, we were thinking of what we were gonna do..."

Lydia wiped her hands with a napkin, "Well, I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun."

Scott looked to Stiles and Hope for help, and they just shrugged. He turned to Allison, "H-hanging out?"

Allison shrugged as Scott said, "Like the four of us? Do you wanna hang out like, us and them?"

She shrugged again, "Yeah, I guess. Sounds fun!"

Jackson smiled sarcastically, "You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

Hope lightly giggled at Jackson's cynicism which caused Stiles to shoot her a loom of suspicion. She looked back at Stiles and whispered, "What?"

Stiles shook his head, "We're not done talking about this." Hope shrugged uncomfortably knowing what her brother was talking about. Suddenly, Lydia looked over at Jackson and touched his arm, "What about bowling? You love to bowl!"

"Yeah, with actual competition."

Allison leaned forward, "How do you know we're not actual competition?" She tilted her head before looking at Scott, "You can bowl, right?"

Scott looked down, "Sort of."

Sensing weakness, Jackson sat up straight, "Is it 'sort of' or 'yes'?"

Scott met his stare, "Yes. In fact, I'm a great bowler!"

Later that night, Hope was laying on her bed with her laptop. She was typing up an analysis paper for English on Kafka's Metamorphosis. They had just finished the book and this was their last assignment for it. She was halfway done the paper when Stiles came into her room and sat down on her bed. Hope closed her laptop in confusion, "Yes?"

"What's up with you and Jackson?"

Hope tried to play off the situation, "Well, we're friends."

"And?"

"And what?"

Stiles stood up and grabbed her desk chair and pulled it over. He sat down on it and said, "Hope, be honest with me. Do you like him?"

Hope laughed nervously, "What? Psh, no!"

"Hope."

She sighed in defeat, "So, what if I do?"

"Trust me, it's not a good idea. And, he's dating Lydia."

Hope pointed accusingly at him, "Double standard! You like Lydia!"

"But I'm not best friends with Jackson!"

Hope groaned and fell back on her bed in frustration. Stiles sighed and leaned forward, "Look Hope, he's a jerk. He may not show it to you, but still. He is."

She sat up on her bed, "You barely know him!"

"I know enough about him to know what he's like."

Hope rolled her eyes in annoyance and groaned. Stiles sighed, "Look Hope, I'm not trying to be a douche, I just want you to be careful."

Hope shrugged in silence. Stiles hit her leg to get her attention, "Hey! Maybe if they break up, we can have an awkward joint wedding."

Hope sat up on her elbows and laughed, "A joint wedding?"

"Twins do it all the time!"

"Yeah, when they're identical!"

Stiles grumbled, "Doesn't mean we couldn't do it." Hope laughed at her brother as his phone went off. He read the text message before sighing and standing up. Hope looked at him in confusion, "What?"

"Scott needs me to take him to the bus. Derek said it would help him remember."

"Okay.", Hope stood up and started to walk out when Stiles stopped her.

"What?"

"You're not coming."

Hope gaped at him, "Stiles!"

"Just stay here, okay? I don't want you to get hurt. The bus could be dangerous."

Hope rolled her eyes, "Fine."

Stiles ran out of her room, "Love you!"

"Hate you!"

Hope had just finished her essay when she got a text from Stiles that said, "Scott didn't attack the driver. Derek did." She hadn't been expecting that. After she read that text, she threw some shoes on and went to anxiously wait downstairs for Stiles. Hope wanted to find some things out, and she was going to do it alone.

Stiles walked in the door to see his sister pacing in the kitchen. When she noticed him, she walked over and grabbed the keys out of his hands. In surprise, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back, "Woah, where are you going?"

"I need to go do some things."

Stiles glanced at the clock, "At 9:30 at night?"

Hope sighed impatiently, "Yes!"

"And what if Dad finds out your gone after curfew?"

"He said he won't be home until around two in the morning, and if he calls, tell him I'm in the shower or I already went to bed."

Stiles glanced down at his sister, not fully sure he should let her go. He reluctantly let go of her arm and called after her as she ran out the door, "Be careful!"

Hope ran out to Stiles' blue Jeep and quickly turned it on and pulled out of their driveway. She drove down the road a little too fast than she should have been, but time was of the essence. She eventually came to the dirt road that led back to Derek's house and she turned down it.

She pulled up to Derek's house just as he was walking out to leave. Hope jumped out of the Jeep and ran in front of him to stop him, "Derek!"

He looked down at her, "What do you want?"

"Did you attack the bus driver?"

Derek sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, "Now why would I want to do that?"

Hope scoffed, "I don't know!"

"No. I didn't attack him. Now, if you'll excuse me."

Derek pushed past Hope and started walking towards his car. She turned around and ran up to walk with him and said confused, "Wait, if you didn't, then who did?" He walked faster to get away from her, which caused Hope to stomp her foot like a child, "Derek! This conversation isn't over!"

"Yes, it is."

Derek hit the unlock button to his car and got in. He shut his door and lifted his head when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He looked over to see Hope sitting next to him on the passenger side.

"Get out."

"No."

"Hope!"

She turned and faced him, "Look Derek, I want answers. So, you can drive and do what you need to do and answer me. Now, let's go." He thought this over for a minute, but eventually groaned loudly and started the car. Hope smiled triumphantly and buckled her seat belt as Derek started to drive.

Hope glanced over at Derek, whose jaw was locked in irritation, "Okay, so if you didn't do it, and Scott didn't do it, who did? Is there another?"

Derek took in a deep breath, "It's called an Alpha. It's like, the ultimate werewolf."

She nodded slowly as she took this information in. A thought seemed to pass across her face before she said, "Why do I get the feeling that you didn't bite Scott?"

"Because I didn't."

Hope groaned in frustration and put her face in her hands, "This just couldn't be easy."

Derek chuckled dryly, "It's never easy."

They pulled up to a gas station where they were the only ones. Derek turned off the car before turning to Hope, "Stay in here." Hope nodded and looked down at her phone as Derek got out to pump the gas. She laughed slightly when she read her text from Jackson, "Okay, so maybe you were right. Hoosiers is the best basketball movie. Ever." A small smile crossed her face as she responded back to him until Derek tapped on her window. He opened her door slightly, "Get in the back, duck down, and stay quiet."

Hope's eyes widened, "Derek, what's going on?" She realized she wasn't getting an answer as he shut her door again and started to act natural. Hope unbuckled herself and climbed into the back and sat on the floor. She peaked around the seat to see a big, red SUV stop in front of the car. She turned around slightly to see an identical white SUV behind Derek. Hope's heart started to race as she saw Mr. Argent get out of the red SUV with other hunters following suit. She turned her head to look at Derek to see him acting completely natural. She knew if she was in his position, she'd be in sheer panic.

Hope watched as Derek finished getting his gas as Mr. Argent started talking to him. Hope couldn't make out the words, but they both seemed very casual. She sank even lower to the floor as she saw the hunters start to move closer to the car. Mr. Argent started to clean the windows as he seemed to say something that upset Derek. Mr. Argent started to walk away until Derek said something. All of a sudden, another hunter came over and broke the driver's side window. Hope squeezed her hands to her mouth to cover her quiet scream.

The hunters started to leave after that, leaving Derek irritated. Once they were gone, Hope brushed some broken glass off of her and climbed out of the car. She ran over to Derek, who was now brushing the glass off his seat, "What the hell just happened?"

Derek took a deep breath, "They were making sure I remembered."

"Remembered what?"

He sighed, "If I make one slip up, they can kill me."

Hope tried to slow her heart down, "They're not going to though, right?"

Derek stood up straight, "Concerned?"

Hope gaped at him as he got in the car. She walked around to the passenger side and got in.

They drove in silence for a little while until Hope broke it, "Where are we going anyway?"

He glanced over at her, "I'M going in the hospital to talk to the driver."

Hope raised an eyebrow at the werewolf, "Um, I'm going too."

"No, you're not."

"Oh, yes I am. I am not waiting in the car."

"I didn't even want you to come in the first place!"

Hope crossed her arms, "Well, at least I'm keeping you entertained. You really shouldn't be so stoic all the time."

"Just stop talking." Hope rolled her eyes, but did what he told her to do.

They eventually pulled up to the Beacon Hills Hospital. They got out of the car and nonchalantly walked into the hospital. Derek turned to Hope, "Follow my lead."

They stealthily made their way over to the bus driver's room where he was hooked up to a bunch of wires and machines. Derek and Hope stood over in the corner with Derek standing more towards the hospital bed. Hope shivered as a creepy feeling ran through her body. She wrapped her arms around her body as Derek said, "Open your eyes."

When the man didn't respond, Derek said again, more forcefully, "Open. Your. Eyes."

Garrison Meyers lightly opened his eyes in response. Hope took a deep breath as Derek said, "Look at me." The severely injured man looked over at him in confusion. Derek continued, "What do you remember?"

The man took a deep breath, "Hale."

This caught Derek off guard, "How do you know my name?"

Garrison shook his head in sadness, "I'm sorry."

Derek pressed forward again, "How do you know me?"

Hope stepped forward and rested her hand on Derek's arm, "Derek, take is easy."

Garrison shook his head again, "I'm sorry." He laid back in the bed in pain as Derek looked at him in confusion.

The man's heart monitor started to speed up which Hope knew would alert the doctors. She lightly tugged on Derek's arm, "We have to get out of here."

They both turned and skillfully avoided the attention of anyone in the hospital. They got to Derek's car and drove away in thoughtful silence. Neither one of them said anything the whole way home, for they were both lost in their thoughts.

When they got back to Derek's house, he got out of the car and walked up to his house and into it. Hope should have taken that as her cue to leave, but instead she ran up to the house and followed him into his house. She saw him walking up the stairs and she ran up behind him, "So, what happens now?"

He turned to her, "What do you mean?"

"Like, are you going to help Scott? How are we going to get more answers? What are we going to do?"

"What do you mean, 'we'?"

"Derek, I'm just as involved in this as you are."

He sighed, "I can only help Scott if he wants my help. I'm not going to waste my time if he won't listen to me."

"And how are we going to get answers?"

"I'll find a way."

Hope was about to argue when something caught Derek's attention. Hope looked up at him and raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"Scott's here."

Derek grabbed Hope's arm and pulled her over to where she wouldn't be seen when he walked through the front door. Derek stood in front of Hope as Scott burst through the front door calling out for Derek.

"Derek! I know you're here! I know what you did!"

Derek turned his head toward the stairs, "I didn't do anything."

"You killed him!"

"He died."

"Like your sister died?"

Derek tensed up and squeezed his hands into fists. Hope noticed this and put her hand on his shoulder. Derek took a deep breath, "My sister was missing. I came here looking for her."

"You found her."

Derek was really starting to get angry as he yelled, "I found her in pieces being used as bait to catch me."

"I think you killed them both. I'm gonna tell everyone, starting with the sheriff."

Derek turned to Hope and motioned for her to stay put and went out to handle Scott. Hope glanced around the corner to see Derek throw Scott down the stairs. Hope's eyes widened in shock, knowing this was going to be bad. Hope jumped slightly as she heard Scott let out a roar, knowing he shifted.

Hope's heart started to race again as she heard someone get thrown through a wall. She soon deduced it was Derek who was thrown because she soon heard him growl as well. Hope listened as the fight continued in the room Derek had been thrown into. Against her better judgement, she slowly walked down the stairs to see what was happening. She soon saw a fully wolfed out Derek and a fully wolfed out Scott fighting viciously. Hope watched as Derek slashed at Scott's chest, causing him to fall to the ground in pain. Hope ran into the room as Derek and Scott shifted back to human. Derek was breathing heavily as he turned to Hope, "I told you to stay upstairs."

"I didn't listen."

Scott groaned and turned towards the pair, "Hope?"

She awkwardly waved as Derek growled out, "I didn't kill him! Neither of us did. It's not your fault and it's not mine."

Scott looked at him in disbelief and yelled, "This? This is all your fault! You ruined my life!"

Scott stood up and got in Derek's face. Derek glared down at him, "No, I didn't."

"You're the one who bit me."

"No, I'm not."

Hope stepped forward, "He really didn't."

Scott looked between the two of them, "What?"

Derek leaned forward, "I'm not the one that bit you!"

Scott looked down at his now healed wound and touched some of his blood. A memory seemed to flash in front of him as he fell back onto the couch, "There's another."

Hope nodded, "An Alpha."

Derek continued, "It's the most dangerous of our kind. You and I, we're Betas. This thing is more powerful, more animal than either of us. My sister came here looking for him. Now, I'm trying to find him. But I don't think I can do it without you."

Scott looked down, "Why me?"

"Because he's the one that bit you. You're part of his pack. It's you, Scott. You're the one he wants."

Hope pulled into her driveway around midnight. She took a deep breath as she walked into her house, knowing Stiles was going to rip her a new one. Hope tiptoed through her house and was about to open her bedroom door when Stiles called out to her, "Hope! Get your ass in here!"

Hope cursed under her breath and walked into Stiles' room, "Yes, my darling brother?"

He threw his phone at her, "You wanna explain this text?"

It was a text from Scott telling him how she had been at Derek's. Hope groaned, "I was just getting answers Stiles."

"He could have seriously hurt you! He's dangerous Hope! Leave the Derek business to Scott!"

Hope threw Stiles' phone on his bed, "I can handle it Stiles! I'm a big girl!"

"He's a werewolf, Hope! It's not the same way it is with Scott! Scott cares about you and wouldn't hurt you. Derek would!"

"That's why he protected me tonight, right?"

"He probably did that to keep Scott on his good side, so he can just use him!"

Hope groaned loudly in frustration, "You don't know what you're talking about Stiles!"

Stiles stood up and got into Hope's face, "I know exactly what I'm talking about! Just leave the werewolf business to Scott and I!"

Hope, now thoroughly pissed, yelled, "You can't protect me from everything Stiles! Ever since I've been home, thats all you've been trying to do! I'm not ten anymore! I'm sixteen years old and I can handle myself!" She turned around and walked to her room. She slammed her door shut and flopped down on her bed. Tears were starting to build in her eyes, but she pushed them back. She sniffed and looked at her phone to see a text from Jackson. She responded to him and put her phone on her charger. Hope stood up and opened her closet door to get out a hoodie, when she heard Stiles open her door.

"I'm sorry, Hope."

The tears Hope had pushed back earlier spilled over as she walked over to her brother and hugged him. She cried into his shoulder as he hugged her back to comfort her.

"This sucks, Stiles."

"I know."

I thoroughly love this chapter. Just saying. Oh, and if you see anything missing an apostrophe that should have one, ignore it. My apostrophe key has been giving me a hard time. It works fine for the quotations, but not apostrophes. But, I decided to put this out early because I'm going to be busy this weekend. And I couldn't wait to post this. So, favorite and review please! I love your reviews, and I love you! :)