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"Why are you freaking out?" Scott asks from beside Olive as she frantically whips out her phone to call Derek.
"Because, Scott, they can legally hold him for 24 hours without evidence or charging him," She says, half-explaining while dialing Derek's number.
"Scott, the full moons tonight, if Isaac's in a cell then-" Stiles says, finishing Olive's sentence. She sighs, nodding to Stiles as Scott finally realizes.
"How good are those cells at holding people?" Scott says, elbowing Stiles.
"People? Great. Werewolves, not so much I'd imagine," Stiles replies, both of them directing their gaze to Olive's line of sight, Isaac being loaded into a squad car.
"Olive, can I see you in the principal's office please?" Sheriff Stilinski walks up to her and she just nods. "I know this can be very emotional, seeing your boyfriend be loaded up like this but I assure you it's just a precaution."
"Oh, he's not my boyfriend, we just- we're just friends," She takes a deep breath as Stilinski leads her back to the main building.
"Is there someone you can call? Another guardian of Isaac's, or anyone?" Stilinski says down to her and she just shakes her head.
Once they'd made it to the principal's office, Stilinski asked Olive to sit outside the office, conveniently next to Jackson. She huffs, sitting down.
"Good to see you too Brown," Jackson says, looking over at her and she offers him a small smile. The two waited in extremely awkward silence until Jackson spoke up again.
"So are you two like- a thing?" He turns to her and she shakes her head.
"No, we are just friends," Olive starts fiddling with her rings, and Jackson sighs, nodding his head and looking forward.
"So if I asked you out right now, Lahey wouldn't be mad?" He said, turning to Olive who looked like someone just shit in her cheerios. "The thought of going out with me is THAT bad, huh?"
"I- no. Sorry, that was just really random, aren't you and Lydia-"
"No, we aren't and that was just a hypothetical. I'm saying are you and Lahey like unofficially official."
"Why do you care so much?" She said and Jackson leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Because I know what you are."
"Jackson, you can come in now," The Sheriff comes into the hallway just as Jackson sits up, grabbing his backpack as he walks into the office, sending Olive one last smirk. She sits, wide-eyed as she listens to him walk inside.
"This isn't gonna take long, is it? I have places to be."
Suddenly, Olive's phone rings. She looks at the deputy sitting in the chairs across from her and he nods. She looks at the caller I-D and it reads Derek's name. She answers it and quickly moves out of earshot.
"I called you like 8 times, what the hell?" She says, not giving Derek a chance to say anything first.
"I'm sorry I was taking care of something, what's up?"
"Isaac, they took him, and now they're holding me here at the school. I think they're trying to like- question me or something. The sheriff's here and everything and they have Jackson in there and-"
"Okay, Olive, breathe. I'm on my way to the station. We have a plan, remember. You can throw them off from the school," Olive hears shuffling on the other end, and then she hears his car start.
"The only problem is Jackson, he is not a very dependant variable," She is pacing in the halls and Derek can hear her heartbeat like she's in the room with him.
"You need to calm down if this is gonna work. If you get too flustered you could lose control."
"I know, I know, I'm trying."
"Do I need to come to you first? I can pick you up and take you to the station-"
"They aren't just gonna let me leave."
"They will if you don't have a parent present."
"They're not trying to convict me, I'm pretty sure that rule doesn't apply."
"I'm on my way, don't say anything until I get there."
"Okay, hurry 'cause Jackson just left."
"5 minutes," He says, hanging up the phone. Olive sighs shoving her phone in her pocket.
"Are you ready?" Stilinski gestures to the office and Olive swallows hard.
"Can I go to the bathroom first?" She all but chokes out and Stilinski nods.
Olive walks quickly to the bathroom and locks herself in a stall, waiting for Derek's message. While anxiously scrolling through her phone, she receives a text from Stiles.
Scott has a plan. Not a very good one, but we don't really have time for anything else. I'm in detention, meet me after school and we'll let you in. -Stiles
She lets out a small sigh and texts back.
Derek's on his way, we'll meet u when I'm done talking to ur dad.
Don't say anything to my dad -Stiles
You know you don't have to sign off every message right?
I wasn't sure you had my number saved
I didn't, but I do now. Derek's here g2g
She put her phone in her bag as she walked into the halls, seeing Derek already talking to the Sheriff.
"There you are, everything okay?" Derek says, pulling her into a side hug.
"Yeah, I'm good," She says, shaking herself out of his grasp.
"I wasn't aware that you and Derek were cousins," Stilinski pipes up from the doorway and Olive nods hesitantly.
"Yeah, something like that."
"I was just telling the sheriff that your mom called me and said she wanted me present for any questioning being done because neither of your parents are available," Derek said, giving Olive a look to go along with whatever he had planned.
"Right. They're with the Argents, I forgot. Thanks, for coming," She says, patting him on the shoulder.
"Alright well, you two can follow me in here then," The sheriff says, moving past so the two could walk in. Both of them exchanging questionable glances.
"So, Olive, we just needed to ask you a few questions about Isaac Lahey. A lot of people said they saw you two arrive at school together today. Did he seem off at all?"
"No, he just said he couldn't find his bike- he rode it last night in the rain. He crashed it and ended up walking to Derek's," She says, giving him a small smile
"Why was he at Derek's?" The Sheriff said, knitting his eyebrows together.
"Cause I was, we all had a movie night and ordered pizza and ended up falling asleep, which is why we had to hustle to school this morning," She lets out a small laugh and Derek just nods.
"I have the receipts for the pizza, if you need them," He says, thankfully they did actually order a pizza the night before, only, Isaac wasn't there. But no one had to know that.
"That won't be necessary, I was wondering though, if you knew about his dad?" Stilinski said, leaning against the desk.
Olive looked at Derek who just shook his head. She cleared her throat and adjusted herself in her chair.
"Um. I mean I don't- I don't really know much about his home life or whatever. He and I only got close over the weekend, really, so I don't know," She said, looking down into her lap and playing with her rings.
"You're not going to get in trouble if you know something," Olive looked up at him and then back into her lap.
"She said she doesn't know anything, Sheriff, and frankly I think she's had a bit of a long day, so I'm gonna take her home. Is that okay?" Derek spoke up, standing from his place beside her and looking to the sheriff.
"Yeah, that's fine. Thank you for speaking with me, Olive," She gave the Sheriff a small smile as Derek ushered her out of the principal's office. She looked up, about to talk to Derek until she saw a less-than-pleasant face next to the receptionist's desk. Gerard Argent.
"Derek," She whispers almost inaudibly and Derek looked down at her until he saw where her line of sight was. His own widened as he put his arm around her and picked up the pace a little bit, all but running out of the school.
As they reached the parking lot, the police car that held Isaac was just about to leave. Olive looked at Isaac through the rear window and he was looking right back at her. She gave him a tight-lipped smile and he returned it as the car exited the school.
"We gotta hurry, come on," Derek said, pulling her with him.
"Where are we going? Wait, my car," She gestured to her car which was parked a few spots over and Derek just looked at her.
"Seriously," He deadpanned and Olive nodded.
"I'll wait here for Stiles, you take him and go to the house. We'll meet you," Olive pointed to Scott, who was standing at the entrance to the school watching them talk.
"What about the moon, we need to get you locked up before-"
"I'll be fine," She cut him off and Derek shook his head.
"No, no you won't because as of yesterday you didn't have an anchor and I don't need you eating Stiles-"
"I won't eat Stiles!"
"You will."
"He will probably be out of detention within the next hour or so, and the moon doesn't hit its apex until like midnight. I will be fine," She said, crossing her arms. Derek groaned, placing his hands on top of his car and turning to Scott, who was still watching them.
"Fine. But you have to promise me you'll be locked up by midnight," Olive nodded as Derek sighed, getting in his car and driving over to Scott. Olive got into her own, waiting for Stiles.
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It was starting to get dark and Olive was starting to worry. Stiles still hadn't come out of the school yet and she was already starting to feel the effects of the moon. She pulled out her phone to call Stiles until she saw him, hustling out of the school and to his jeep. She got out of the car and ran toward him, startling him as she landed in front of him.
"Oh my god!" He jumped back, clutching his chest as Olive grabbed onto the side of his jeep. "Why aren't you locked up right now?"
"We need to get to Isaac," She said, eyes glowing. Stiles widened his own and nodded quickly.
"Allison, Olive is here, keep talking," He said, putting the phone on speaker.
"They were asking me all these questions about Lydia and then they sent a guy out-"
"A guy, what guy?" Stiles said, leaning on the opposite end of his jeep.
"He was dressed as a Sheriff's deputy," Stiles looked at Olive with wide eyes.
"They're sending him to the station for Isaac," She said, looking up at Stiles who nodded.
"He was carrying this box with a weird symbol on it, here I have a picture," Allison shuffled over the phone, typing on her computer. Olive's phone dinged as she pulled it out of her pocket and showed the photo to Stiles.
"Do you know what that is?" He looked at her with wide eyes and Olive shook her head. "It's wolfsbane."
Olive's eyes shot up to him and he nodded.
"What does that mean, what do they use wolfsbane for?" Allison questioned and Olive sighed.
"They're gonna kill him."
"They're gonna try," Stiles said, nodding to his jeep, Olive just stared at him. "Come on, Olly we don't really have time for this."
"You really want me to get in there with you?" She said, clutching her fists together to hide her claws.
"It's better than you driving, I don't want you getting hurt now come on!"
"I don't want to hurt you!"
"Olive, if you get in this car right now I'm going to pick you up and throw you in the back, now come on," Stiles practically demanded and Olive started laughing.
"What is so funny?" He said and you could hear Allison laughing over the phone as well.
"Nothing. Thanks, mom," She said, patting Stiles on the shoulder and getting into the front seat.
"Mom?" He questioned loudly as he got into the driver's seat, pulling away.
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