(Elena's outfit)
Both my car and Stiles's jeep screeches to a halt in front of the McCall's house at the same time, I scramble out of my car racing Stiles to the door. Stiles throws the door open and me being someone with manners closes it behind us and then I run after him up the stairs to Scott's room but Stiles wins the race.
'What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it? And yes I've had a lot of Adder-all so....' Stiles trails off blinking his eyes and I sigh sitting down on Scott's bed listening to the two.
'I found something at Derek Hale's.' Scotts sats.
'What was it his heart locked away in a chest? Because that would totally explain a lot.' I say and Stiles chuckles.
'That was my favourite Pirates of the Caribbean.' Stiles says and I nod in agreement.
'Davy Jones carved out his own heart, sounds like something Hale would do.' I say nodding as if to agree with myself.
'Yeah then all head needs is a ship manned by the damned and walk around telling people to bring him Ninety nine soulzzzza!' Stiles says mimicking Davy Jones line from Dean Mans Chest.
'Umm hello guys?" Scott asks and we look at him as of only now realising that he's actually here.
'Oh right! So what did you find?' I ask.
'There's something buried there, I could smell blood.' Scott explains.
'Hey look at that he did bury his heart.' I mumble.
'That's Awesome! I mean that's terrible...who's blood?' Stiles asks.
'Buffy the vampire slayer's.' I say and Stiles gives me a weird look.
'Hey he's pale he could classify as a vampire.' I say shrugging.
'That's paleism shame on you!' Stiles says in fake disappointment.
'Paleism?' I ask raising a brow.
'Or stereotype-ism.' Stiles says thoughtfully and I shake my head turning back to Scott who's watching the two of us like we belong in a mental institution.
He might be on to something there...
'Who's blood is it?' I ask bringing us back to the real problem at hand.
'I don't know. But when we do your dad nails Derek fro the murder and then you guys help me figure out a way to play without shifting. Because there is no way that I'm not playing that game.' Scott says tossing his lacrosse stick towards me and I catch it effortlessly before placing it down on his bed.
'Hold up.' I say and the two boys turn to me.
'I thought I made it clear what a bad idea this is?' I say referring to when he told me he'll get out of the game.
'Yeah well Allison is coming.' Scott says.
'And my mom.' He quickly adds and I sigh shaking my head.
'If you shift on that field Scott, if you shift and kill someone. You can kiss both your mother and Allison goodbye, because Allison won't be able to look at you and your mother.... not to mention you'll probably die within seconds.' I say wishing this cloth headed fool will see the reason in my argument.
'I'm playing Elena, and that's final.' Scott says and the two boys leave the room me following behind them. I let out a huff of annoyance, well Scotty Boy let's just hope that by the end of Saturday night my arrow isn't stuck in your heart.
***
'We're breaking into the morgue?' I ask raising a questioning brow.
'Got any other ideas?' Scott asks.
'Yes and all of them involve tossing you off of the roof.' I mumble and Stiles looks at me amusedly.
'I'm telling you Derek's not the killer.' I say shaking my head and the two look at me.
'Fine lets get this over with.' I mumble as we walk into the hospital and stop outside the door leading to the morgue, Scott goes to open it but a voice stops us.
'Excuse me, you don't have access to that room children.' A nurse says looking at us questioningly and I put on my most convincing fake smile.
'Oh hello, yeah I'm just here to get something from my father. Dr. Stark?' I say and she seems to recognise the name.
'Oh well only you can go in then sweetie.' She says and I smile.
'Yes of course, thank you.' I say and she nods before walking away.
'Don't draw attention to yourself.' I say to Stiles before dragging Scott through the door with me.
'Your fathers a Doctor?' He asks.
'Neurosurgeon to be exact but he also does the normal Doctor things.' I say as we walk through the hall, I flash a fake smile at a man we pass. We stop outside the morgue's door and I glance down the hallway before opening the door and the two of us slips inside. I walk around reading the names.
'Here.' Scott says and I walk over to him, Scott pulls out the metal slab with the bottom half of the body on it. He lifts up the sheet covering her but only slightly, I notice the bite marks on her legs but I know I can't inspect them closer without Scott questioning me. I know for sure now though that we're dealing with the alpha here, but who is he?
'Finished sniffing? We need to get out of here.' I say and Scott nods pushing the metal plate back and closing the door. We hurry out of the morgue making our way back to the reception.
'Elena?' A familiar voice says from behind me and I freeze slowly turning around, making eye contact with my father who stands with a clipboard in his hands.
'Hey Dad.' I say smiling sheepishly, he raises a brow.
'Who are you?' My father asks looking at Scott questioningly.
'Dad this is Scott McCall my new friend and Stiles's best friend.' I say and my father sticks out his hand.
'Nice to meet you sir.' Scott says overly awkward.
'What are you doing here?' My father asks.
'You know dropping by to make sure my father isn't overworking himself.' I say smoothly and I give him a look and he immediately understands that I'm busy with kinda sorta Stark Hunter business.
'Oh well I'm fine, well I have an appointment with a patient in five minuets so you two stay out of trouble right?' My dad asks and I nod.
'Yeah always.' My father then walks away and we quickly hurry out of there.
'Your father's so nice.' Scott says and I understood why his tone is slightly paced with shock, because of my usual cold demeanour towards people.
'Yeah well that's where we differ.' I say as we walk over to Stiles who's reading some sort of pamphlet. Scott grabs the pamphlet from Stiles's hands startling him.
'Holy God!' Stiles exclaims.
'And Mary's cow.' I say and the two look at me weirdly and I just shrug.
'The scent was the same.' Scott says.
'You sure?' Stiles asks.
'I'd say dead sure but that seems insensitive.' I say.
'Yes.' Scott confirms.
'So he did bury the other half of the body on his property.' Stiles says and I sigh.
'Which means we have proof he killed the girl.' Scott says and then both of them look at me and I glare at them.
'I bet each of you ten bucks that you're wrong about him being the killer.' I say.
'Well I say we use it.' Stiles says ignoring me.
'How?' Scott asks as we start walking.
'Tell me something first. Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek or because you want to play and he said you couldn't?' Stiles questions Scott and I raise a brow at Scott.
'There are bite marks on her legs Stiles. Bite marks.' Scott says and this is an unclear answer to me but lets go with it.
'Okay, them we're gonna need a shovel.'