Stiles and Scott were both in shock for what just happened. Jennifer Blake. Their teacher. The Darach. She took Stiles' father. And she's probably going to kill him for some sacrifice. We know she has been seen Derek lately so that's the first thing they decided to go for. There was a storm outside and they entered the loft. Scott told Derek everything, and while he did it, Derek didn't say a word. That's when they heard the door so the boys hid behind the wall.
"Derek? Derek, where are you?" Jennifer asked.
"Right here."
"Thank God." Ms. Blake said, running towards him and hugging him. "Something happened at the recital. At the school. Okay, I need to tell you before you hear it before you hear it from them." She quickly said.
"From who?" Derek asked.
"Scott, Stiles." She said."They're gonna tell you things. Things you can't believe. You have to trust me, okay? You trust me."
"What is it?" Derek asked her.
"Promise you'll listen to me."
Derek looked at her. "I promise."
She kissed him, but Derek wasn't kissing her back, which made her pull away and look at him in confusion.
"They're already here, aren't they?" She asked.
Scott and Stiles walked towards the door and she looked at them. Scott holding the small bottle in his hands.
"So, they told you it was me? That I'm the one taking people?" Ms. Blake asked him.
"We told him you're the one killing people." Scott hissed and Stiles started to tear up.
"Oh, that's right." She chuckled. "Committing human sacrifices? What, cutting their throats? Yeah, I probably do it on my lunch hour. The way, I can get back to teaching high school English the rest of the day. That makes perfect sense." She laughed.
"Where's my dad?" Stiles asked and a tear rolled down his left cheek.
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"How should I know?" She asked, pretending to be innocent. "Derek, tell me you don't believe this."
Derek looked at her for a second. Derek looked at Stiles, then he looked back to her. "Do you know what happened to Stiles' father?"
"No."
"Ask her why she almost killed Lydia." Scott hissed.
"Lydia Martin? I don't know anything about that." She said.
"What do you know?" Derek asked her.
"I know that these kids, for whatever misguided reason, are filling your head with an absurd story. And one they can't prove, by the way." Ms. Blake said, looking at them.
