** COMPLETED **
It's been years since the fire that killed most of her family, but Amara Hale has been able to move on as much as she can. But it seems like the past always has to come back at some point. Some times the past can come back slowly...
Amara's outfit: Crime Scene / Station / Impound Lot -
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Chapter Eighty-One ⚡Memory Lost⚡
At a crime scene, numerous police cruisers and an ambulance with flashing lights are parked as Sheriff's deputies mill around the scene. the radiator of a transport van that wrecked is hissing loudly as Stilinski walks over to it.
He runs his hands over the five long, parallel claw gashes in the paint of the van's hood and makes an exasperated face before walking over to the ambulance, where Makena is in the middle of putting a brace on Stiles' injured fingers and hand while Scott and Amara watches. Looking exasperated, Stilinski wastes no time in demanding to know what is going on.
"What in the hell were you three thinking?" He asked as Makena walked around the teens to stand next to him with her arms crossed. "We were just trying to help." Scott said making Stilinski nod slightly, "Why don't you try and help me understand- what the hell happened here?" He asked.
"Right. Well, we were trying to gently persuade him to pull over..." Stiles said and Scott nodded while Amara nodded slowly, "Oh yeah, that was definitely gently." She said, smiling with Stiles shot her a look. "He was getting away?" Scott asked sheepishly and Makena nodded, "He got away."
"Right! Because obviously he's some sort of criminal mastermind, Dad!" Stiles said and Stilinski started leading them to the back of the van. "You want to guess what the stolen merchandise is? Hmmm?" Stilinski asks as Makena opens the doors to reveal that the back is full of large gas tanks and Stiles pursed his lips, "Critical life-saving medical equipment?"
"No."
"...Poison gas?"
"Nope!"
"...Filled with drugs...?"
"Helium." Makena said making Amara raise her eyebrows, "Helium?" She asked and her mother nodded making her turn to Scott and Stiles. "I told you it wasnt something serious." She said and Stiles looked at her offended, "You encouraged this!" He said and she scoffed and flicked the side of his head. "You know better than to do the things I encourage." She said making him dramatically roll his eyes.
