"You saw it? How'd it look?" Chris asked. Andrew bit into his apple, chewing the piece as he thought of the best way to answer. "Bloody." He answered. He'd told Chris about the bus driver the second he had gotten home from school. Chris surprisingly didn't know. "I figured that. What else?" Chris said, folding his arms across his chest. He clearly wasn't amused.
Andrew sighed. "Claw marks on the seats. The back door was almost tore off the hinges." He said. "How exactly did you find all this out?" His mother cocked an eyebrow at him. Andrew grinned, "I used my sneaky hunter skills."
Chris rolled his eyes. "The truth?" Chris asked. "I went and looked during class, after the police left. I figured it was best we knew what happened or, you know, at least get an idea of what might've happened." Andrew said, taking another bite of his apple. He noticed the look on his moms face, "I only missed a few minutes. It was nothing important anyway."
"Andrew?" They heard Allison call from upstairs. "My cue to go. May I?" Andrew jabbed his thumb towards the kitchen door. Chris nodded. Andrew spared a look at his parents before he left to head upstairs. "What's up?" He greeted Allison upon entering her room.
"Remember how I told you that I have a date with Scott tomorrow night?" She asked. She sat at her desk, mechanical pencil in her hand. He assumed she was doing homework. He made a face. He should be doing his. "What did he do now?" He asked, moving to sit on the edge of her bed.
She laughed. "Nothing. It's Lydia. I mentioned it to her and now she wants to tag along." She said as she glanced at him. "Ooo. Double date?" He snickered, "That should be fun."
She crumpled up a piece of paper and tossed it back at him. "Don't be mean." She said. "You can't tell me you weren't thinking the same thing." He shot her a look as he tossed the paper at the back of her head. She rolled her eyes, "It's our first date."
"Exactly. Shouldn't it be just the two of you?" He said, watching her curiously. She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe it will be a good thing." She stated. "If it was such a good thing, you probably wouldn't have brought it up." He pointed out. She paused. He chuckled and stood up, clapping her on the shoulder, "I have homework to do. You'll figure out what you want to do. You always do."
Andrew furrowed his brows as Chris pulled into the gas station. He realized what was going on when he saw Derek Hale at one of the pumps, standing right beside the black camaro. Chris put the car into park and turned it off. "Stay in car, ok?" Chris said. "You said we were getting dinner." Andrew shot a glare at his father.
"We are. After this." Chris said before getting out of the car. Andrew sighed and leaned back in his seat to watch this scenario unfold. Other hunters surrounded Dereks car. Only two, so Andrew figured they weren't trying to hurt Derek. Not yet anyway.
"Nice ride," Chris observed, "Black cars through, very hard to keep clean. I would definitely suggest a little more maintenance." Chris noted before he grabbed a windshield washer. "If you have something this nice, you want to take care of it, right?" He started cleaning the windshield.
Andrew was unsure of what the point of this trip was, he knew it was definitely not to clean Derek Hales car. "Personally, I'm very protective of the things I love. But that's something I learned from my family. And you don't have much of that these days. Do you?" There it was. Chris was trying to rile Derek up.
Chris' gaze flickered down to Dereks clenched fist that Andrew couldn't see. Derek swallowed and didn't say a word, uncurling his fingers. "There we go." Chris said, putting the windshield washer back, "You can actually look through your windshield now. See how that makes everything so much clearer?" Chris turned towards his own car.
"You forgot to check the oil." Derek called after him to which Chris smiled and turned back. "Check the mans oil." Chris told the other two hunters. The shorter one pushed off his car and moved to Dereks, smashing in the drivers side window, "Looks good to me." The man informed. "Drive safely." Chris told Derek before he'd return to the car.
Andrew looked at Chris as he got into the car. "Food now?" Andrew asked as Chris started the car. "Yeah.. Food now." Chris nodded. "So..." Andrew trailed off, trying to find the right words to not get on his father's bad side, "You tracked Derek Hale down just to wash his windshield?"
"He got the message." Chris stated. "He didn't look all too afraid to me." Andrew noted as he glanced at the man. Chris shot him a look. Andrew held his hands up in front of him before dropping them back onto his lap in a form of surrender. "Now, what do you want to get for dinner." Chris changed the subject.
Andrew looked at his father as the front door opened and closed. They had gotten home maybe an hour or two ago. Chris hadn't been happy when he found out that Allison wasn't in her room like she was supposed to be. Andrew hadn't even known, but he couldn't say that he was surprised at what she did. Allison bit her bottom lip, shoving her hands into the pockets of her pants upon seeing her brother and father waiting for her.
"Did you have fun?" Andrew broke the thick silence as he looked at his sister. Allison nodded her head. "Good because you aren't doing that again." Chris stated. She switched her gaze from Andrew to Chris. "You going to ground me?" She frowned.
Andrew realized what she was doing. Chris often caved when she used her puppy-dog eyes on him. He tried to fight it but sighed. "No. Get upstairs. Go get ready for bed. You have school tomorrow." He said. She bit back a grin and quickly left the room before he had time to change his mind.
Andrew glanced at his father before he followed after Allison. "Works every single time." He mused, falling back onto her bed. She grinned. "Perks of being the only girl, Andy." She quipped. He laughed, "Yeah, because you're the epitome of daddy's little girl."
"Not always," She argued as she sat on the edge of the bed to remove her shoes, "I just snuck out." She stated. "That's the first time you've done so." He pointed out. She lightly shrugged her shoulders. "Still did it." She mumbled.
"So, you ever going to double date again?" He asked, huge grin on his face. She rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. "No." She answered. "That bad?" He asked. "It wasn't bad, per say.. I did have fun. I might just make sure it's just the two of us next time." She responded. "Smart choice." He said. She laughed.