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Scott ran to Stiles’ side and turned her over, “Oh, thank god.” He claimed, seeing that she was still breathing. He noticed Derek staring at Stiles, unmoving in between them. Scott could see the worry that was settling on his face, “So, now you care.” Scott stated at him, not hiding the hostility in his voice.
“Of course, I care,” Derek said with a tight tone. “If it wasn’t for her, I’d probably be dead right now.” “
So where were you last night?” Scott challenged him, “If you cared as much as you claim, you would’ve been by her side with that thing killed the mechanic.”
“I told her to pick a side,” Derek reminded him. “She chose the wrong one.” “So, you only care when your life is on the line,” Scott accused him.
“Nice to know what type of person my friend is bonded to.” For an instant, it seemed like Derek was offended by the comment but Scott didn’t care. It was one thing for him to be getting pushed around by Derek, but it was another when it came to his friend, “Someone who only seems to care about himself and power.”
Derek held back the anger he was feeling, “Having a pack makes an Alpha stronger.” He managed to get out, “Lone wolves don’t survive on their own or did you forget what happened to that omega?”
Scott shook his head, “Trust me the image is forever burned into my brain,” He countered back. “But that didn’t seem to stop you from endangering other lives.”
Derek heard the meaning behind the words, “They knew what they were getting into.”
“Did Stiles when you told her about the bond?” Derek doesn’t give him an answer. Wordlessly, Scott placed one of Stiles’ arms around his neck and placed his other arm under her legs. “Nearly drowned, trying to keep you both alive.” Scott commented, before standing up and walking away with Stiles.
It wasn’t until he was outside does he hear Derek give him chase, “She wouldn’t have had to if someone hadn’t hung up on her.”
Scott placed Stiles on a nearby bench where the Jeep was parked before focusing his attention on Derek, “Forgive me for not wanting to die since I was in a house full of hunters.” Scott snapped at him, “Ones who determined to kill us without a reason.”
“Which begs the question, what were you doing there?”
“I was there to search for this.” Scott answered, taking out a USB port.