Yelena left the garage annoyed after they informed her that her car would be yet another two days before they could fix it. On the one hand, it was mildly annoying because she had to borrow Stiles's jeep but on the other, it helped delay her return to college which gave her more time to come up with an explanation to give her father.
'The number you have dialed cannot be reached'
Yelena groaned as she began ranting "Stiles! Pick up the goddamn phone, my car still isn't ready so I have to walk home unless you pick me up, so, call me back!"
She huffed and shoved her phone into her pocket.
Becoming nervous when a black camero slowly drove beside her, then became even more alarmed when the window rolled down "Get in."
Derek Hale Yelena tried to ignore the hot guy and carried on walking which proved difficult, especially when he called her name "Yelena."
She stopped in her tracks, Her name sounded foreign coming from his mouth
She narrowed her eyes at him
"How do you know my name?"
"Heard your buddy say it the other day, whilst you were on my property. Now get in. We need to talk about Scott."
Yelena thought for a moment as she looked back to where she just walked from, had Derek been following her? Did he want to turn her like he had Scott? Was it even him who bit Scott? Getting into this car might be the most reckless thing she'd ever done, however, if he killed her then it solved her college problem she thought to herself humorously. Against her better nature, Yelena got in his car, she wasn't really sure why but she felt a trust towards Derek.
"Fine." She replied as she walked around to the passenger side and got into the car. Although he wasn't smiling, Derek seemed to wear a pleased expression on his face, annoying Yelena slightly
"So about Scott.....What do you want?"
"You can't let the kid play that lacrosse game on Saturday," Derek stated casually but with an expression void of emotion.
Yelena studied him carefully. He seemed so empty, his facial expressions, his voice. Except he was very good-looking, she couldn't deny that. It was only when he made eye contact with her that she snapped out of it
"Why?" Yelena asked, she knew why but was hoping that Derek would share some more information "I mean why do you care?"
"If he loses it during the game and attacks someone, then he could expose us both." He frowned as he spoke.
Yelena shook her head and let out a bitter laugh "So this is all about you?"
Derek's hands tightened on the steering wheel as he sighed "Look this isn't my responsibility, Scott is not my problem."
Yelena paused and gaped at him, it didn't make sense, why would Derek turn him Into a werewolf, if he had no desire to look out for Scott. Wolves were meant to move in packs.
Derek's eyes flicked over to her as she continued to stare at him "You need to direct me, by the way." He said as he nodded to the road. She blinked and snapped out of it
"Uhm, the next left, stay straight and then take the right after the lights." She told him quietly. Derek nodded as they settled back into silence and once she noticed that he was following her directions, she began to feel comfortable knowing that he wasn't taking her back to the forest to turn her "You can call me Len, by the way."
He raised his eyebrows and nodded. She jumped as the vibrations of her phone broke the silence, she opened it to find messages from Stiles
Sorry! Was with Scott
Where are you?
Scott thinks Derek killed that girl! He smelt her at Derek's house
Answer me
Yelena's eyes widened as she tried to stay calm. Not only was she in a car with a werewolf but apparently a murderer as well.
"You okay?" He asked wearily
"Huh-what, yeah I'm fine." She muttered
"Really? Because your heart is beating fast" he raised his eyebrows "You seem nervous."
"I am nervous, you make me nervous." She gulped unintentionally
"Why?"
"Let's see, you have the ability to rip my throat out with your teeth," she said quietly before blurting "and you're really good-looking."
Derek almost looked like he was about to start laughing, although Yelena scowled at him
"If it helps I have no desire to rip your throat out."
No, you just kill people instead. Yelena thought to herself
"Well, that whole broody thing you have going on doesn't help." She tutted as she crossed her arms.
"My "broody thing"? does that not help because you find me good-looking or because I could rip your throat out?" He smirked.
Yelena opened her mouth with a witty remark but lost the words in her throat when her hazel eyes met with his green before flickering to his lips. Her breath hitched when Derek leaned over to open her door
"We're here." He said as Yelena nodded, only just realizing that the car stopped moving. Yelena undid her seatbelt and she looked at her house, she muttered a thank you as she stepped out of the car
"Len, speak to Scott." He called after her, she nodded as she ran up to the front door.
Once inside she leant against the closed door taking a deep breath of relief before rushing up the stairs. "What took you so long?"
"My taxi took forever." She lied, grateful that both boys clearly hadn't seen Derek's car, however, it quickly dawned on her that since Scott was smelling bodies that he could probably smell Derek.
"Whatever, tell us everything! What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it?" Stiles began bombarding Scott with questions. Yelena frowned and opened her mouth to ask Stiles a question but he answered it before she had the chance
"-And, yes, I've had a lot of Adderall."
Yelena rolled her eyes at her brother, she really needed to find his prescription and cancel it.
"There's something buried there - I could smell blood"
"That's awesome! I mean, that's terrible. Whose blood?"
"Stiles! He's a werewolf, not a coroner. he can't just sniff a stranger and know who it is" She paused in thought "Can you?"
"no! I can't. I don't know who it was, But when we figure it out, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing. Because there's no way I'm not playing that game."
Yelena frowned and shook her head "Hold on you can't pin a murder on someone just because you want to play a stupid game. you have no proof that he even did it."
"well if he's innocent then the police will let him go." Scott pointed out
"What happened to innocent until proven guilty."
"Why do you care?" stiles asked as his sister crossed her arms
"I don't, but it just seems stupid to bury someone you killed on your own property."
"maybe Derek's stupid." Scott shrugged.
stiles studied her face as he matched her stance and crossed his arms "You seem to have given this a lot of thought."
"well put it this way stiles if I was to ever kill you, I wouldn't bury you in the backyard."
stiles frowned and opened his mouth with a sarcastic remark ready but closed it unsure if she was joking or not. Scott sighed and grabbed his jacket "Come on, let's go."
Yelena yanked Stiles back by the collar of his shirt "Scott, he'll meet you by the car." she told him. Scott frowned and looked at them but nodded seemingly confused but did as she said.
Stiles avoided eye contact with her, knowing what she was going to say "Look about what I said-"
"stiles don't you ever blackmail me again. especially not when I've been helping you and Scott with all this crazy shit, which you're a little bit too excited about, by the way."
stiles nodded and still avoided her eyeline feeling guilty "Does this mean you're not going to come with us."
"that's exactly what it means. I need a minute to sort my shit out," she said with a sigh as she walked to the door to leave
"you know if you told Dad, you wouldn't have to stress as much. and I wouldn't have been able to blackmail you in the first place." he nervously pointed out "I think he'll be glad to have you home."
"yeah, I know," she muttered
**********
The sheriff was pouring over his files whilst Yelena hovered in the doorway to the kitchen, he eventually sighed and looked up to see his daughter
"Yelena, I'm a cop, and you've been stood there for 10 minutes, what's wrong"
Yelena played with her hair nervously as she came into the kitchen and sat opposite her father
"Any new leads on the dead girl?"
Mr Stilinski raised his eyebrows at his daughter knowing she was holding something back "Len, what's wrong?"
She took a deep breath and stared up at the ceiling
"Ok, it's about college."
She heard her father exhale, already feeling his disappointment radiating "What's about college?"
"I'm not going back." She rushed out
"Look, if this is about being away from me and your brother then we can sort something, San Francisco isn't that far away, you can come home on weekends and-"
"Dad I'm not going back because they kicked me out."
"You what?"
"I uhm-"
"Please tell me this is one of you and your brother's strange pranks!"
Yelena felt sick as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out the letter. "This is the official letter of my expulsion." She said as she passed it over to her father.
"Plagiarism!" He yelled as he read out the letter "You stole someone else's work!"
"It was another classmate! Not like a published author! It's not that bad-
"Clearly it's bad enough to expel you, Yelena! Why didn't you tell me!"
"Look, I skipped a couple of classes and partied and then there was this huge paper and I panicked and yeah I copied but I didn't know this would happen!"
"Yelena! This isn't like spilling ink on a pillow and then turning it over."
"I'm sorry! Ok! But you know what I have been the perfect daughter! Always got good grades, I took care of Mom when she was sick, and I still take care of Stiles! I've been around way more than you have!" Yelena's hands flew to her mouth in shock from what she'd just said as she saw the devastated look on his face.
Mr Stilinski rubbed his eyes and shook his head "Go upstairs Yelena, or so help me god-"
"I'm going." She muttered as she ran upstairs and slammed the door behind her, she sank down behind it and started crying. She didn't mean it, her dad was a great dad and would do anything for her and Stiles, but Yelena had molded herself into being a mother figure and acting like an adult sooner than she should have.