Chapter 14: Miguel
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I'm still recovering from 'Insatiable'. Not saying anything, don't want to ruin it for those who have still yet to watch it. Only one more episode left. Thank you for the reviews and the continuous support, you guys are amazing.
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Chapter Fourteen
Her feet kicked at the ground as she forced her body onwards, the pain in her legs turning into a mild ache, she couldn't stop now. "Come on!" Derek shouted, he ran ahead of her. The wail of police sirens behind them only pushed her faster but that's when Derek came to a sudden stop, skidding to the floor as Crystal almost fell over his body. In front of them a blinding light caused Crystal to raise her hand and shield her face.
"This way" Derek said and grabbed her arm as she was ripped to the left, once again falling into a sprint. Her heart felt like it was going to burst from her chest, reminding her of the iconic scene from Alien. Why was she even thinking of that at a time like this? She followed behind Derek as he led them into an iron works yard as she heard the sound of dogs barking behind them. "Hide" he snapped as she paused for just a second before nodding. Finding a small space behind some barrels she kept herself low. The sound of Derek growling sent shivers down her spine but then she heard the police dogs whimpering away from them as she smiled. Before she had the chance to stand up a burst of intense light exploded in the yard as she slipped back down and peeked around the side of the barrels. Derek was cornered and he looked a little disorientated, her eyes glanced up and saw Allison's Dad holding a crossbow, already re-loading it to take another shot at Derek. She double checked her hood was still secure, it had hidden her face from the police and would hopefully do the same with Mr. Argent, no way could she continue her normal life if he discovered she was a werewolf too.
Pushing herself up and away from her hiding spot she bolted over to Derek, he had his hand up in front of his face as he stumbled about. "Derek" she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the way just as the arrow hit the large yellow digger behind them. "Move" she shoved him down and behind the digger, making sure to keep her head down so Argent wouldn't see her face.
Suddenly a growing engine could be heard in the distance as it soon came hurtling into the yard before stopping. The door opened as she saw Stiles and Scott in the front seats. "Get in!" Stiles shouted to them as she pulled Derek up who was still a little spaced out from whatever Argent had shot at his direction. She pushed Derek towards his car but that's when she felt the pain shoot through her shoulder, causing her to bite down on her lips to keep herself from screaming. Finally, they were inside the car as Derek sat in the front passenger seat with Scott driving whilst Crystal and Stiles sat in the back.
Crystal pressed herself back against the seat as Stiles lent forward between Scott and Derek. "What part of laying low don't you understand?" Scott shouted to him as he tried to focus back on the road.
"Damn it, I had him!" he shouted and slammed his hand down on the dashboard.
"Who, the Alpha?" Stiles asked. Crystal tried to remain calm as her hand went to her bleeding shoulder, she knew one thing for sure. The bullet which had hit her was still buried in her and she needed to get it out before her body healed with it still inside.
"Yes!" Derek groaned. "He was right in front of me, and the frigging police showed up" he grumbled.
"Whoa, hey. They're just doing their job" Stiles tried to defend his father but Derek glared to him, instantly silencing him. Crystal zoned them out as she unzipped her hoodie and pushed it from her shoulder. Blood stained her top as she pulled it down so it hung off the one shoulder to reveal a nasty looking bullet wound. God this was going to hurt. The three of them continued to argue, completely oblivious to her wounded state in the back.
"Some kind of symbol" Derek was showing them something as she felt the car give a jolt, sending her bouncing a little in her seat. Once more she had to fight back a scream. "What? You know what this is?" Derek asked Scott.
"I've seen it on a necklace. Allison's necklace" he explained. The car went over another speed bump as Crystal groaned.
"Scott, please drive more carefully!" she snapped as Stiles turned to look at her for the first time and that's when his eyes landed on the bloody wound on her shoulder.
"Oh my god!" he shouted as Scott jolted the car a little out of surprise but managed to gain control quickly. Derek turned around in his seat to look at her as he noticed her bleeding shoulder.
"You've been shot" he stated as she sighed.
"Wow, Derek. Really, I never knew that" she felt the need to be sarcastic when in pain.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Derek asked.
"I'm fine. I just need to get the bullet out" she raised her hand as her claws extended, Stiles watched with wide eyes.
"Wait, what are you doing?" he asked as Scott looking in the mirror she see his friend with blood on her shoulder.
"What does it look like I'm doing; I'm getting it out" she said as he held up his hands.
"Get it out? Crystal, we have to take you to the hospital, you've been shot" he snapped as she rolled her eyes.
"Stiles, I'm a werewolf. It'll heal quickly, how the hell am I going to explain that to the doctors and nurses and my parents when they realize I've healed from a gunshot wound in a matter of hours" she explained as Stiles sighed.
"Fine, Scott pull over" but Crystal shook her head.
"No, don't. We can't risk them following us. I'm fine, just no more speed bumps, please" Scott nodded in the front of he slowed down a little. Derek and Stiles watched her bite down her lips as she began to slowly push her thumb and index claws into the bullet wound as she clamped her eyes shut.
"Crys?" he asked as she abruptly grabbed Stiles' hand and held it, not gripping it too hard. Stiles looked down at their joined hands before looking back at her scrunched up face, she was in so much pain but soon enough she withdrew her claws, holding a bullet between her fingers as she gasped.
"God that hurt" she rolled down the window and threw the bullet out before sitting back and sighing. "I really liked this hoodie" she said before her eyes landed on Stiles. "You ok?" she asked as he nodded slowly. She looked down to see her hand in his as she instantly let it go, "Sorry" she mumbled and looked out the window, her cheeks were bright red. The rest of the drive was quiet, giving her enough time to remember how she'd ended up running alongside Derek back there.
She was lying down on her bed and watching The Goonies when her phone started to ring. Groaning she pushed herself up before looking to see 'Derek' on the screen.
"What now?" she asked before answering it. "Yes?" she asked.
"I need your help" he said as she sighed.
"Derek, I can't tonight. My Mom is going to be back soon and so is my Dad. I can't" Derek let out a deep sigh to show he was not impressed by this.
"It's important. It's about the Alpha. I think I may have found a lead on him" he explained as she sat up.
"Seriously?" she asked.
"Yeah, I need you to meet me at the high school at 7" he said as she stood up from the bed.
"Fine, I can't stay long though" she checked the time to see she still had an hour and a bit before it would be 7pm. She un-paused the film and continued to watch as time ticked on, soon enough the film finished. "Time to get ready" she said to herself. She hoped that this thing with Derek would only last half an hour, she really needed to talk with her parents tonight and discuss everything with them.
Showering she hummed the tune of 'Skinny Love' by Bon Iver to herself, washing her hair with honeysuckle scented shampoo and conditioning it. Time slipped away from her and before she knew it she found herself rushing around her room. It was 7:12pm by the time she managed to get into her car and leave. Derek was going to be pissed. It didn't take her long to get to the school as she parked up but Derek's car was nowhere in sight. Had he left already. She checked her phone but he'd left no messages or missed calls. Standing in the parking lot she tapped her foot, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her hoodie. Where the hell was he? A siren sound could be faintly heard in the distance as she felt it getting closer, was that the police?
"Crys?" his voice sounded behind her as she turned to see him hastily making her way out of the school and towards her. "Where the hell were you?" he growled.
"Sorry, I lost track of..." but he grabbed her hand and ripped her off her feet.
"We have to go" he snapped as she picked up her pace.
"Fine, I'll drive" she went to pull him back but he stopped her.
"We have to run, the police know I'm here. Their chasing me, us" he said as she groaned. Soon enough she found herself running a little behind him, he was too quick for her.
"Why are they chasing us?" she screamed to him.
"Someone tipped them off that I was here, come on!" he shouted back as she sighed and continued to follow him. The adrenaline rushed through her body as she felt herself smiling a little at the dramatic change of circumstances. She loved to run, to feel the wind rushing past her. Thankfully her hood was up so if the police did get close they wouldn't see her face, no way could she allow them to know she was a part of this.
"You ok?" Stiles asked as she looked to her house. Stiles had offered to bring her home, her Mustang still in the school parking lot until morning.
"Yeah, fine" she lied and pulled his jacket closed. He'd lent her his since her hoodie was now stained with blood; she couldn't exactly talk with her parents wearing that.
"So, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning" he said as she smiled to him.
"Thanks" she opened the door and manoeuvre her way out. The wound in her shoulder was almost done healing but the pain still remained. "Goodnight, Stiles" he gave her one of his goofy grins.
"Goodnight" she walked up the path to the front door as Stiles gave her a small wave before driving off. Her Dad and Mom's cars were both parked in the driveway; they were now waiting for her inside.
Closing the front door behind her she walked into the lounge, her parents instantly stood up from the couch and looked to their daughter. "Sorry, I had a friend emergency with Allison" she said as her Mom nodded.
"It's fine. Uh, well there is some leftover pasta in the oven for you. But" she looked to her husband, "Why don't you take a seat" she smiled as Crystal nodded. "Well, I don't really know where to begin, why don't you start?" she offered Crystal. Crystal looked down at her hands in her lap before shrugging.
"I don't know" she muttered.
"We're not angry at you if you think that" her Dad said as she looked up to them smiling at her. "We could never be angry at you, sweetheart. We both love you and obviously if you want to pursue this then we will stand by you" he always seemed to make everything seem alright.
"Pursue what?" she asked.
"If you want to look into your biological parents, we will even help you" Crystal already knew about her biological Mother from Derek, but did they know she was even speaking with Derek.
"I don't know what I want right now, I just need some time" she explained as they both nodded.
"That's ok" her Mom smiled. "Take as long as you need, we're here for you" her Mom reached out and touched her hand as Crystal looked to them both and smiled. All the anger she'd felt towards them was slowly slipping away, they did care. They loved her and would always love her.
"So how did it go with your parents?" Stiles asked as they walked down the hallway the next morning.
"It was better than I expected, they even want to help me find out about my real parents. But if we do that then they might discover more than they bargained for, like how my real Mom was an Alpha" Stiles nodded to her.
"Derek tell you that?" he asked.
"Yeah, when he came round yesterday. Everything is just falling into place now, all the questions I had when growing up, they're all being answered, everything makes sense now" she no longer felt like she was lost.
"That's good" Stiles smiled to her. "Uh I was wondering, if you're not busy tomorrow we could maybe han..." but he was cut off by Scott rushing up behind them.
"We have a problem" panic in his voice.
"Like what?" Crystal asked as she saw Stiles bite down on his lip like he was frustrated about something.
"Jackson knows" he said as they all came to a stop.
"Likes knows, knows?" Crystal asked before looking around. Scott gave a short nod as her eyes went wide. "Well does he know that I'm one too?" she asked.
"No, just me" he explained.
"How the hell did he even find out?" Stiles asked.
"I have no idea" Scott muttered back as the three of them continued down the hallway. Crystal felt like she was going to explode, if Jackson knew about Scott then it wouldn't be long before he discovered that she was a werewolf too.
"Did he say it out loud, the word?" Stiles asked.
"What word?" Scott asked.
"Werewolf. Did he said 'I know you're a werewolf'?" Crystal glanced around at the other students passing, this really wasn't the best setting to be discussing this.
"No, but he implied it pretty freaking clearly" Scott said.
"I have to go" they both looked to her and could easily tell she was panicking.
"Crys, it's going to be ok. He doesn't know anything, he probably thinks Scott's just on steroids or something" but she shook her head.
"If he sees me with you two, he might put two and two together. Jackson might be a jackass but he's not stupid. I'll talk to you later" she turned and quickly made her way down the hallway, feeling their eyes on the back of her. She felt bad about ditching them; saying that she couldn't be seen with them but right now she had to stay under the radar, not attract any attention at all.
The first part of the day went by fairly quickly, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Well, apart from Allison and Scott fleeing English class but when Scott returned he had a pained look on his face. Crystal had heard it all from within the classroom, she'd told him that she needed more time.
"Are you ok?" Crystal asked Allison as they walked into the cafeteria.
"Yeah, fine" Crystal heard her heart blip and knew she was upset about the break up with Scott. They collected their trays of food before turning to see Lydia waving at them at a table, Crystal eyes travelled across the room to where Scott and Stiles were sitting. Right now she would pick them over sitting with Jackson but she had to lay low.
"We're going shopping tomorrow" Lydia smiled as they both took a seat in font of her. "We have to find some awesome new outfits, for the both of you because there needs to be a vast improvement" she gestured mostly at Crystal. Sometimes Lydia said things which she meant well but they didn't sound nice.
"Yeah sounds good" Allison smiled as Crystal head shot up when she heard Jackson whispering, he was talking to Scott across the room. So he did know. He knew Scott could hear him and she couldn't even turn around to look at her friend across the room. She'd felt like everything was finally under control, and now it all seemed to be slipping away.
Crystal face planted her bed with a groan as she felt like she could just be swallowed up by the world; it would make all her problems disappear. After lunch things had gone down hill quickly. Jackson dumped Lydia, by text. At least when he dumped her it was face to face. Lydia brushed it off and acted like she didn't care but Crystal could see the hurt look in her eyes, she was crushed. Raising her fist she slammed it down onto her pillow, repeatedly hitting it, pretending it was Jackson's face. "Stupid jackass" she groaned before rolling onto her back.
A chime came from her phone as she fished it out of her bag before seeing a text from Stiles.
Stiles - 'Derek is at my house' she sat up surprised before grabbing her car keys and heading out. Why was Derek at Stiles house?
She knocked on the door and waited, hearing Stiles thundering down the stairs as he opened the door. "Hey" he said and let her in.
"Where is he?" she asked as he motioned to upstairs. She took off up the stairs.
"What the hell are you..." but stopped midsentence when she saw Danny sitting at Stiles desk. "Danny?" she asked as he gave her a small wave.
"Danny is doing a favour for me" Stiles said as he took a seat next to the desk. Crystal then saw Derek going through Stiles' clothes draw, pulling out shirts which were obviously too small for him. "Crystal, you remember my cousin, Miguel?" he said as she looked from Stiles to Derek before nodding.
"Yes, lovely to see you again, Miguel" she took a seat on Stiles' bed.
"So anyways, we both know you have the skills to trace that text" Crystal had caught them in the middle of doing something, something which probably wasn't legal by the sounds of it.
"Stiles" they all turned to look at Derek who held up one of Stiles' shirts.
"Yes" Stiles groaned.
"This, no fit" he wasn't best pleased with the situation.
"Then try something else on" Stiles offered before turning back to the screen. Crystal noticed Danny glancing back at Derek as a smile crept up onto her face. Stiles seemed to have the same thought as well as he looked back to Derek. "Hey, that one looks pretty good" Crystal saw Derek wearing a tight brown and blue stripped shirt which obviously wasn't his type by the way Derek was now glaring at Stiles. She covered her mouth and turned her head, muffled giggles could be heard as Derek glanced at her and shook his head. "What do you think, Danny?" Stiles asked as Danny looked like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Huh?" he asked.
"The shirt" Danny was blushing a little as Crystal could hear his heart beating fast, he was nervous.
"It's... It's not really his colour" he stuttered. Crystal had always known Danny to be this confident guy but he was the complete opposite right now in front of Derek. Bless him. Derek grunted before turning around and ripping the shirt up and over his head.
"You swing for a different team but you still play ball, don't you Danny Boy" Stiles said once Derek's back was turned.
"You're a horrible person" Danny muttered as Crystal smiled.
"I know, it keeps me awake at night" Stiles was so adorable with his quirkiness and quick thinking. "Anyways, about that text" but once again they were interrupted by Derek's harsh voice.
"Stiles" he snapped. "None of these fit" he snarled as Stiles looked from Derek to Danny. With Derek once again standing before them bare chested, Danny finally gave in.
"I'll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text" Stiles put his hands up in the air and gave a soft 'Yes' to himself. After giving Danny all the information he moved away from the computer to let him work his magic, his fingers dancing over the keyboard.
"You really are an evil mastermind" Crystal said as he joined her on the bed. "It's scary but impressive" Stiles smiled to her as she rubbed her hands together.
"Scott's trying to find Allison's necklace, the one with the symbol on it" he explained as she nodded.
"Do you really think the Argents have anything to do with the house fire?" she asked, keeping her voice low so Danny didn't hear them.
"I don't know. But from what Derek thinks, maybe" he replied as she sighed. "It's going to be alright" he reached out and took her hand as they locked eyes but the sound of Derek growling behind them made Stiles jump away from Crystal, letting her hand fall back onto her lap. Derek had managed to find an old shirt of Stiles which actually fit him as he pulled it on over his head.
"Done" Danny said as they stood up and all joined him, looking to the results on the laptop screen. "There. The text was sent from a computer. This one" he said and pointed to the screen.
"Registered to that account name?" Derek asked as Crystal eyes went wide. No way was that right.
"No, no, no, no. That can't be right" Stiles said as Crystal saw on the screen in red, 'Beacon Hills Hospital - Melissa McCall'.
Crystal found herself sitting in the back of Stiles' jeep with Derek and Stiles in the front. Stiles was currently on the phone with Scott after receiving an image of Allison's necklace.
"Yeah I did and it looks exactly like the drawing" Stiles replied as Derek grabbed a hold on his hand holding the phone and bent it around so he could talk on the phone to Scott.
"Hey, is there something on the back of it? There's got to be something. An inscription, an opening, something" he asked as Stiles let out a grunt of pain. Crystal sat forward in the back and listened to Scott on the phone. Stiles was meant to be playing tonight, he was first line.
"I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him..." Stiles sighed, "tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, ok? All right, thanks" he ended the call.
"You're not going to make it" Derek stated.
"I know" Stiles replied with a soft sigh.
"And you didn't tell him about his mom, either" Derek continued.
"Not till we find out the truth" Stiles said as they looked to the hospital in front of them.
"You didn't mention you were playing tonight" Crystal's voice piped up from the backseat, Stiles turned to look at her.
"Yeah, it's fine" she shook her head. All Stiles ever talked about apart from Lydia was how much he wanted to play first line and now here his chance was and he was being forced to delay it.
"We don't have time for this" Derek snapped as she glared to him. "By the way, one more thing" he said as Stiles looked to him. Out of nowhere, Derek grabbed the back of Stiles' neck and slammed his forehead onto the steering wheel as Crystal gasped.
"Derek!" she screamed as Stiles clutched his head and groaned. "What the hell?" she asked.
"He knows what that was for" he snapped back as he pointed to the hospital. "Go, Go!" he ordered to Stiles as he sighed and got out the jeep.
"You idiot" Crystal said before punching Derek hard in the shoulder as he glared to her. "I'm not staying with you" she snarled and hopped out the jeep, slamming the door behind her. "Stiles, wait up" she called before catching him up. "How's your head?" she asked as he dodged her hand trying to touch his forehead.
"It's fine, I barely feel anything" he replied. She smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Stiles, I know you're lying" she said as he looked to his feet embarrassed. "Here" she brushed her fingers gently over the red mark forming from the impact of the wheel. "Looks sore but it won't bruise" as he nodded.
"You could always kiss it better" he joked as she laughed but an awkward silence fell over them as they stared at each other. Seconds passed but they were interrupted by a car horn. Crystal and Stiles turned to see Derek glaring at them from the jeep as he honked the horn once more before pointing to the hospital.
"Come on, before the angry vein on his forehead bursts" they walked into the hospital as she looked to Stiles out of the corner of her eye. They spent a few minutes trying to find Scott's Mom but she wasn't here. Stiles pulled out his phone and rang Derek.
"She's not here" he summed up whilst Crystal continued to check around in front of him. Stiles couldn't help his eyes travelling down her body and landing on her butt, her hips swayed from side to side. "No, I just said she isn't here" he replied as he seemed to drift off when Derek was talking. Crystal came to a stop as she saw the room which belonged to her Uncle, this would be the first time she'd meet him. Walking into the doorway she found the room empty as Stiles joined her.
"Well, he's not here either" Crystal heard a shout from Derek over the phone. Derek had said that her Uncle Peter was paralyzed, so where was he? "He's not here. He's gone, Derek" Stiles repeated.
"Stiles, get out of there right now!" Derek shouted on the phone as Crystal backed up out of the room as Stiles did the same. "It's him! He's the Alpha! Get Out!" he continued to shout as Stiles was looking at something behind Crystal as she slowly turned and gasped. There in front of her stood a man with dark brown hair, wearing a long black leather jacket. But his face, that's what caught her attention. It was severely burned on the one side as her mouth hung open, so this was Peter. Peter looked to her with a smile and then over her shoulder.
"You must be Stiles" he said before his eyes landed back on her. "And you must be my little niece all grown up" he gave her a smile which sent chills down her spine before she went to step back but he reached out and grabbed onto her arm, ripping her to his side. Stiles took a step towards them but Peter increased his grip as Crystal gasped. "Don't be stupid now Stiles" he said with a smug grin on his face.
"Stiles, run!" she screamed at him but he refused to leave her like this. "Get Derek ok, I'll be fine" she tried to pull herself out of Peter's grasp but he extended his claws as they dug into her arm. "RUN!" she screamed once more and soon enough Stiles began to take a few steps back as he nodded. He would find Derek and they would help her, he was useless on his own against an Alpha. As he turned to run back down the hallway he came face to face with a red haired nurse.
"What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over" she gave a sly grin to him as it all began to fall into place. Stiles looked back and forth between the nurse and Peter.
"You... and him. You're... you're the one who. Oh my, and he's, oh my god. We're going to die" he stuttered as Crystal felt the blood dripping down her arm and onto the tiled floor below. Now they were screwed. The nurse was standing there one moment and the next a fist connected with her face and sent her falling to the floor out cold. Derek stepped into view as she let out a sigh of relief.
"That's not nice. She's my nurse" Peter said as he pulled Crystal closer to him.
"She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way" he snapped to Stiles as Stiles backed up against the wall before he turned and looked to Crystal. She gave him an abrupt nod.
"Oh, damn" he groaned before he sunk to the floor. Derek looked from Peter to Crystal.
"Let her go" he spoke slowly as Peter smiled.
"I'm just spending some quality time with my niece, Derek" he said as Crystal tried to pull herself away from him but he kept a tight hold on her. "Crystal doesn't mind, do you?" he asked as she glared to him.
"I'd rather chew my own arm off" she hissed making him chuckle.
"My my, reminds me of Talia" he said with a smile. Crystal had, had enough of this. Lifting her foot she brought the heel of her shoe down harsh against Peter's shin. This was just enough force to loosen his grip as she twisted away and managed to push herself against the wall as he growled to her.
"Stiles, get Crystal out of here. Now!" Derek ordered but Crystal shook her head.
"No, Derek" but Derek shook his head.
"Go!" he shouted as Stiles grabbed Crystal's hand and pulled her down the corridor.
"It's fine. I'll be seeing you again Christiana" Peter shouted as they disappeared round the corner.
"We can't just leave him" Crystal said as they exited the hospital.
"Crys, he wants me to get you as far away from her as I can. Get in" he said as she sighed before climbing into the jeep. "Here" Stiles handed her a bottle of water and an old shirt from the back to clean her arm.
"Thank you" cleaning the blood from her arm she sighed.
"What do we do now?" Crystal asked. Stiles looked back at the hospital before reversing and driving off.
"I take you home, if anything happens I'll text you. Just try now to worry alright?" but Crystal knew that was never going to happen. She wondered if she would sleep much tonight after that.
"I'm scared" Stiles looked over at her as he glanced back at the road. "I don't think I've been this scared before" he reached out and gave her hand a squeeze.
"It's going to be alright" he assured her as she shook her head.
"You can't know that for sure, Stiles" she rubbed her head as they pulled up in front of her house.
"Well I promise you that it's going to be alright" he gave her a smile.
"I thought you said not to make promises, they never work out" his smile disappeared. "Goodnight Stiles" she said before exiting the car.
Lying down on her bed she grabbed her pillow and shoved it over her face before letting out a muffled scream, letting all her frustration and anger out. Everything was so screwed up. Her Uncle Peter was the Alpha, he'd murdered people. Her phone chimed as she sat up quickly to see it was from Derek.
Derek - 'I'm fine. Will explain everything tomorrow. Don't worry' she sighed and dropped her phone onto the bed. At least that was some positive news for now, she wondered what the future held for them all.
A/N: Please review, I really appreciate it. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
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