"Let's review what we know." Lydia shuffled around the papers. "Two nights ago around midnight, while most of us were busy with the Alpha Pack, Sheriff Stilinski went off shift. His car was tracked to the twenty four hour supermarket. That afternoon it was found desert in the preserve with the GPS tracking ripped out. One bullet was discharged into the door between midnight and the car being found probably by the sheriff seeing ballistics would put the round as a 9 mill service weapon."
"Someone has been brushing up on her forensics." Peter looked impressed. Lydia held her pen threateningly at him until he settled down back into his chair.
"That morning Chris Argent drove Allison to school. His car never left the parking lot but he did. His phone was found crushed bellow the tires of another car and most of his weapons were still in the car."
"Not his knives." Allison pointed out.
"The car was fully loaded, how many knives could he have had on him?" Stiles asks out of a sick curiosity. Allison considered this question for a moment.
"I would ballpark 15." Allison gave a little shrug. "I have 10 on me now."
"If I wasn't freaking out about other things that would be super hot." Stiles points out. Lydia doesn't look impressed. Allison blushes a little. "Your dad is single right?"
"Stiles!" Allison looked shocked.
"I am just saying, I am on the market again. Apparently." Derek, who was sitting in the corner didn't even twitch. He had known that was coming. Stiles was pissed and scared. He was fine. He wasn't tempted to make sure no one ever found Chris Argent alive. That would be wrong. And twisted. And Derek was a fully adjusted adult.
No you're not. Laughed his dick. Derek wasn't listening to his dick anymore. It was a traitor that had gotten chatty recently. Stupid Stiles.
A cell phone pinged several times. Stiles pulled her's out of her hoodie to look at the texts. She stood up suddenly.
"Where's Ms. McCall?"
Everyone looked around confused.
"Someone call Scott. He was supposed to be here." Stiles begins texting back furiously.
"Is that Deaton?" Lydia asks.
"Dukedevil," Stiles replies absentmindedly while furiously typing.
The entire pack pauses to stare at Stiles, even Boyd who had done nothing but sit in the corner and try to catch up on homework.
"He can text?" Isaac asked in utter confusion.
"Voice to text software. Then the reverse when I respond." Stiles kept texting.
"Why are you talking to the Demon Wolf?" Peter asked like he was both scared and impressed.
"Yeah." Stiles reaches over and grabs Lydia's phone and is now working off of two phones.
"WHY Stiles?" Derek growls. He doesn't like this. It feels wrong. On top of everything else there is something wrong about this. She finally looked up.
"He got in contact with me after my dad disappeared." She held up Lydia's phone and passed it to Peter and Lydia. "He has some pretty solid information about what is happening here and his Emissary to back it up."
"His what?"
"Morrell is his version of Deaton but instead cryptic bullshit she tells him things and then I believe spends the rest of her time shouting Demon Wolf No."
"Ritual sacrifice?" Lydia shrieked looking at her phone. About three seconds later Scott burst in and screamed, "My mom is gone."
"We have a Darach problem." Stiles comments in the silence.
It goes down like this:
Chaos for several minutes,
Lydia demanding everyone be silent,
Someone finally calls Allison and makes her stop walking around the woods like a creepy loner with a bow,
Boyd looses his notes and tries to find them in the ensuing larger chaos,
Someone calls Erica to update her but she is still thoroughly grounded and not allowed to come to the phone her sister took a cryptic message and hung up on stiles when it started to get ridiculous,
Deaton was called,
Deaton showed up,
Stiles called the Alpha Pack,
Derek hung up on the Alpha Pack,
Stiles called the Alpha pack while standing in the loft half dangling off the railing while glaring at Derek,
Allison goes to her apartment and comes back with maps,
Peter and Allison have a long conversation about said maps that hardly anyone besides Lydia understands,
Deucalion almost walks into the door because Derek shifts it right as he comes in,
Stiles and him high five,
Deaton talks,
Morrell talks more under pressure from Deucalion,
Plans are made,
Maps are drawn,
Peter tries to flirt with Lydia and she breaks his finger,
Peter snaps it back looking like he is in love,
Derek pretends to throw up,
Allison hits Peter with a club,
Scott gets worked up enough that his eyes flash red,
Deucalion looks like he is in love,
Everyone has to be sent to separate corners of Derek's weird apartment to cool off while Stiles and Lydia sit in the middle room giving everyone instructions,
Everyone goes home,
Stiles makes out with Derek for ten glorious minutes before she slaps him and tells him his dick is still in time out until he apologizes,
She snapchats him video of her masturbating with the caption "Someone is an idiot",
Everyone takes two hours to regroup and arm themselves
They go to the tree
"Let her go." Derek tells the Darach who it turns out is actually that English teacher from the other day, Jemma? Jeanie, Joshanna?
"Stiles here is the main reason things didn't work out the way they should have." The Darach sneers. "I think I will keep her."
"It was never going to go the way you planned." Derek and Stiles are having a conversation completely consisting of eyebrows.
Derek: How the hell did you get caught?
Stiles: Shut UP I know what I am doing.
Derek: Don't do anything stupid.
Stiles: That's not MY problem if I am remembering correctly
Derek: Don't you sass me.
Stiles: One of us has a knife to their throat so I think I get to sass all I want.
"See that's where you are wrong. I killed three virgins so I could have the powers to seduce you. Derek Hale, the homeless, packless, alpha. You would have been mine. The other sacrifices would have been easy at that point." The Darach pulls Stiles closer, the knife cutting into her neck just a little. "But no! This little slut turns out to be a Vessel. The one thing more powerful than virgins bleed into an oak."
That's when the arrow comes out of the tree line and hits The Darach in the arm. She drops Stiles and the Knife and leaves a long shallow gash on Stiles' neck. Allison steps out of the shadows with the Alpha Pack behind her.
"Them!" The Darach screams. "You teamed up with them? THEY MURDERED ME."
"You are missing a bit of information in that story." Stiles points out. "You killed Kali's alpha so you could make her Alpha. Not because she wanted to be Alpha but because you wanted your girlfriend to be in charge of a pack large enough that you could have access to it's power."
The Darach looks cornered.
"I did it for love." The torn woman cries at Kali.
"Cool motive, still murder." Stiles coughs, clutching at her bleeding throat.
Derek's phone buzzes. He has a text from Scott.
Scott: Parents are out of the creepy root cellar.
"It's over Julia." Kali says walking forward. "Give it up."
"What, so the blind wolf can kill me as justice for the sacrifices? They were a just loss. I could have won." The Darach, Julia, was a caged animal now and more dangerous than ever. Derek edged closer to Stiles who hadn't moved back from Julia. She lunged for Stiles and Derek leapt to intercept. Only he wasn't needed.
Stiles had been hiding a knife on her. Derek has no idea where she got, although he suspects Allison, that is clearly coated in something that burns The Darach, Deaton must have been involved. Julia screams as the knife goes through the meat of her forearm. The Darach withered as waves of visible magic fell off her.
"Funny story, you can buy chemicals to kill and Oak at any old hardware store. The can be dangerous to home foundations so it's some time important for a homeowner to kill the tree to save their homes." Stiles looks half mad, blood streaming down her neck and cleavage as she stands and twists the knife. "You threaten my home, bitch." Stiles backhanded Julia, who fell on the ground.
Derek rushed over the moment Stiles dropped the knife and stumbled back from Julia. Kali was right there beside him, rushing to hold Julia's deformed face.
"Scott has the first aid kit." Stiles offers when Derek glares at the gash on her throat.
"Where the hell did you get that knife?' Derek heard himself asking. He was not overreacting. He was not being a protective boyfriend. He was not in fact a boyfriend. Although trying to remember why right now was very very hard.
"It's mine." Stiles huffed and pulled out the weapon. It was a utility knife and clearly meant for armed forces. "You seem to forget that I grew up in the police station. Half of the officers are ex-military. I have a ton of knives actually. Allison was impressed." Allison nodded.
Elsewhere the Alphas were dealing Julia. Derek tried not to watch at Deucalion calmly explained that she would die for her crimes and then pulled out Julia's heart in a single move.
"When I was 11 I told the entire department I wanted to be special ops. So I got a whole lot of real gear and some actual training. My dad was actually really into the entire idea."
"Stiles," Deucalion approached, still dripping blood. "I know you want to consider my offer but if nothing else I think I should pay for college regardless of what you choose."
"You might regret saying that, do you have any idea where I have been applying?" Stiles grinned up at the Alpha and Derek could feel his hackles rise.
"Ms. Morrell gave me the short list." Deucalion whipped his hand on his shirt. "I have a few suggestions I will send your way. Schools with supernatural courses disguised in the programing. Emissary train. Things like that."
"OOOOOOh." Stiles sounded impressed. Derek wanted to punch something.
"Derek," Deucalion turned to face in his direction. "We will be checking up on you and your pack in the future. Scott has potential that needs to be properly nurtured. Both of you need to work at this."
"I know right." Stiles agreed.
"I have a few mentors in mind." Deucalion turned when Kali came over with a tear stained face. "Well, that's my cue. Pleasure meeting both of you. Alpha out!"
"Text me!" Stiles called after that man.
Derek stood up and stalked off.
Turns out her dad is now in the loop on all things supernatural. He is very cross with her for all of five minutes before he hugs her so hard it hurts. Melissa and Chris have equally long hugs with their children. Stiles finds out the three have decided to start some kind of parent support group while all tied up together under a tree. It's really good to have her dad back, to be able to talk to him.
"So this boy you have been sneaking around with…" He starts once they are home, cleaned up and fed.
"No, no, no." Stiles spins on her father. "We agreed you only need to know if I was dating or being asked to the prom. All else was fine as long as I was safe."
"Yes, we did agree that." Her dad had a mild look of horror on his face thinking back to when he might have walked in on her a few times at the early stages of puberty. "But I have been given the impression that this one broke your heart." Now he had 'Angry Dad' face.
"We were never dating. He made that clear." Stiles tried to go for 'cool unaffected adult'.
"Chris gave me wolfsbane bullets young lady." Her dad knew how to play ball.
"It was for my own protection." Stiles admitted. Not exactly realizing she had just fully agreed that she had been sleeping with one of the werewolves.
"Has he been reading a lot of Batman?" The sheriff sounded incredulous.
"I KNOW!" Stiles really loved her dad. "Only poorly written action heroes do shit like that."
"It's not Peter?" Her dad looked really worried.
"Oh god no." Stiles felt physically ill at the idea.
"Good." He nodded. "Well darling, if he is a big enough idiot not to treasure you I think I hate him and you should too."
"Yeah I know." Stiles sighed.
"But you don't of course because while he is a complete and utter idiot I am pretty sure he cares about you a lot."
"Oh what gives you that idea?" Stiles was pretty damn sure that Derek was just into her because of her smell and that she enjoyed rough sex as much as him.
"I saw the way he looked at you." Her dad offered and Stiles was suddenly very scared.
"Oh no."
"Oh yes."
"How grounded am I?"
"What makes you think I won't be pressing charges?"
"It would look bad for your career."
"My career would recover."
"It's an election year."
"Is it?"
"This is an important time to consider how the public will feel about gossip."
"Fine then, I suppose I can just shoot him."
"WHAT NO."
"With regular bullets."
"Well….. I guess he kind of deserves it."
"He made you cry sweetie. I am going to be learning how to fire a bow shortly."
"Cross bows are pretty much aim and pull."
"I could do cross bows."
"You and Chris are going to have single dad bro dates now aren't you?"
"We are getting coffee on Thursday."