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three : freeze your brain

'Everyone wants power." Derek reasoned.

Rowan was still too horrified to say anything.

"If we help you you have to stop. You can't just go around turning people into werewolves!" Scott exclaimed.

"I can if they're willing," Derek argued back.

"Did you tell Issac about the Argents? About being hunted?" Scott asked.

"Yes, and he still asked."

"Well, he's an idiot." Rowan finally spoke up from beside Scott, Derek gave her a look before directing his attention back to Scott.

"Well you're twin brother is the idiot dating Argent's daughter." Derek clapped back.

"He's got you there buddy." Rowan winced.

"Yeah I know your little secret, and if I know how long do you think it will take for them to find out?

"You saw what they did to an omega, with me you learn how to use all of your senses. With me, you learn control, even on the full moon." Derek said as he raises Scott's hand to eye level, Rowams breath hitched as she saw his claws.

"If I'm with you I lose her," Scott said defeatedly as he ripped his hand away from Derek's grip.

"You're gonna lose her anyway. You know that" Derek said as he started to walk away.

"Wait!" Scott yelled. Derek turned around as Rowan and watched the boy curiously

"I'm not part of your pack, but I want him out. He's my responsibility too"

"Why? Cause he's one of us?" Derek asked

"Cause he's innocent"

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"Why couldn't I sit shotgun?"

"Because I'm older"

"Okay grandpa"

After a call with Stiles, Rowan and Derek currently sat in Stile's Jeep with Rowan in the backseat and Derek in the shotgun.

The plan was simple, or at least that's what Rowan prayed it was going to be.

"Ok the keys to the cell are in a protected lockbox in my father's office, problem is getting past the front desk," Stiles explained.

"I'll distract her," Derek said as he unbuckled his seat belt, only to be held back by Stiles

"Woah Woah Woah, you? You're not going in there." Stiles scoffed as he pulled Derek back by the shoulder. Derek glanced between his hand and Stiles as Stiles quickly dropped his hand.

"I'm taking my hand off."

" I was exonerated" Derek argued

"But you are still a person of interest." Stiles clapped back.

"An innocent person."

"You? Yeah right!" Stiles snorted, all the while Rowan sat in the back quietly with an amused smile.

"Ok fine what's your plan?" Stiles asked.

"To distract her."

"Uh huh, how? By punching her in the face?"

"By talking to her"

"Alright give me a sample, what are you gonna open with?" Stiles asked. At this point, Rowan had to hide her laughs behind her hand.

Derek didn't respond and just gave Stiles a deadpanned look.

"Dead silence, that should work beautifully. any other ideas?"