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Stiles drive with his phone pressed against his ear talking to Scott who was on the other end of the phone. "What are we supposed to do with him." Stiles asked him
Take him somewhere, anywhere
Stiles leant his head back sighing in annoyance "by the way he's starting to smell."
Like-like What?"
"Like death" stiles replied derek glaring at him as he talked to scott.
Okay, take him to the animal clinic.
"What about your boss?" Stiles asked.
He's gone by now. There's a spare key behind the dumpster.
"You're not gonna believe where he's telling me to take you." Stiles said handing his phone to derek.
"Did you find it?" Derek asked Scott.
How am I supposed to find one bullet? They have a million.This house is like the freaking Walmart of guns.
"Look, if you don't find it, then I'm dead, all right." Derek said.
I'm starting to think that wouldn't be such a bad thing
"Then think about this. The alpha called you out against your will. He's gonna do it again. Next time you either kill with him or he kills you. So If you wanna stay alive, then you need me. Find the bullet" Derek ended the phone call.
