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D.P.O.V.

I slammed my hand against the steering wheel as I continued driving. Stiles turned to me in his seat.

"There's got to be some way we can lose them, right?" Stiles said voice slightly panicked. I could practically see the wheels turning in his head he was thinking.

"We could drive somewhere populated somewhere they cant hurt us because of witnesses." Stiles blurted out.

"Somewhere populated? Where? It's almost 11 at night and dark." I snapped. Stiles looked surprised.

"Well if you have a better idea please feel free to inform me! At least I'm trying." Stiles said then turned in his seat to look at the road. I took a deep breath.

"Stiles, I'm sorry I said that. Tell me where you think we could go." I said calmly this time. He sighed.

"Ummm my dad should be at work what safer place then a police station?" Stiles said.

"What about the whole Derek Hale wanted fugitive thing? I'm not sure I can just walk into a police station Stiles."

I responded.

"I'm not one hundred percent sure what we are gonna do about that but for now just focus on getting to the police station." Stiles said deep in thought. We drove in silence. My eyes glancing every few moments to the black SUV in my rear view mirror. We sat in silence the entire way. I focused on the steady heartbeat next to me and the rhythmic way his thumb stroked my palm. It was an absent-minded motion but it was calming nonetheless. We were getting closer to the police stations as Stiles turned to me.

"Go around to the back of the police station, That's where my Dad's office is." Stiles said not look at me. I squeezed his hand and he smiled. I pulled my car around the back like he asked. The black SUV was a few cars behind us now. We got out of the car quickly.

"What now?" I asked. Stiles pulled off his jacket. I raised an eyebrow what was he doing. He put the back of the jacket over my face using the sleeves to tie it behind my head. My face was now completely hidden.

"Really? This is the plan that's gonna save are lives? This is what gets us into the police station with a wanted fugitive?" I asked smiling. I couldn't help it I laughed a little.

"Yeah." I heard Stiles say from behind me. I felt his hand hit my butt. Holy shit he just smacked my ass.

"Now walk this way Mr. big bad scary wolf." Stiles said laughing and tugging my hand. I can't believe he just did that.

S.P.O.V.

I can't believe I just did that. Derek has a nice ass, very firm and muscular. I thought as I pulled him towards the door. Argents car was just now coming down the street, there was a white haired man in the front seat who I hadn't seen before. I pulled Derek inside the door quickly. No one was in the back hall when we came in. I pulled him straight into my dad's office, through my dad's office into a bathroom that connected with his office. Locking it from the inside and shutting it as I pushed Derek in and pulled myself out. My Dad was standing up looking shocked.

"Hey dad." I said casually.

Mrs. McCall P.O.V.

I sat, sitting there in a room with a patient. That's what I kept telling myself it was just a normal patient. But it wasn't. I was in a wooden death trap of a house, this was my son, and he was … a werewolf. My son was a werewolf and had been mauled by a bigger scarier werewolf. I miss the world were I didn't know about these things and fairy tails were just myths. What else is out there? I had been alone with my thoughts too long. I heard Scott start to cough. I snapped my head up scrambling to his side. He wasn't awake just coughing. I looked down at him tilting his head to the side trying to make it so he didn't choke. He coughed again and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. I wiped it with a towel and as I did so he coughed again this time there was more blood. The blood sprayed the towel. I wiped off his mouth and sunk to my knees by his bed grabbing his hand. I was starting to realize that my son was going to die. I started to talk my voice was stuffy and faltered often.

"Scott, I don't know if you can hear me. But I need to talk to someone and I think I need to tell you some things. I'm going to stay right here with you Scott. I'm going to do everything I can to help you. Scott if you can hear what I'm saying I love you. I need you to fight this, I need you to try as hard as you can. You have never been a quitter don't quit now. Everything is going to be okay." I laid my head next to his hand tears streaming down my face my hands tight around one of his.

"Please Scott. I love you, you're all I've got. I need you to stay with me honey. Please, please, please don't leave me. Please, please." I started crying harder then I ever had as it all sunk in. He didn't respond at all of course I hadn't expected him to. As I cried I felt someone's arms wrap around me. I opened my eyes it was the blonde girl who had helped me take care of Scott and Jackson. I collapsed my head buried in her shoulder. Tears and sobs now flowing freely from me. I cried. I let all the things I had been holding in, out. I confided in this stranger, this girl, this kid.

"Don't let them take my baby." I cried.

"I won't." she said soothingly.

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