That night Scott and Stiles went back to the Hale property waiting until they were sure that Derek had left. Scott led the way around the house, sniffing out the same scent as before. She stopped at the side of the house where a single light purple flower was in the center. They both starting digging and what felt like an hour later they had uncovered nothing and were starting to get impatient exhausted.
"This is taking way too long." Scott complained,as she stopped digging and leaned against the shovel. She fought off a yawn and looked at Stiles, he was struggling sweating and panting as he was trying to get the shovel up and out the hole they had dug.
"Just keep going." Stiles said to her as he looked up from the dirt he was shoveling out and up to her.
"What if he comes back?" Scott asked him, nervously looking around at the surrounding woods. She really didn't want Derek to come back and find them, she knew she couldn't face him in a physical confrontation.
"Then we get the hell out of here." Stiles told her, in that 'duh' tone that makes her want to hit him.
"What if he catches us?" Scott asks, hating that she felt so powerless right now.
"I have a plan for that." Stiles said, still digging.
After a few seconds of silence and Stiles not saying what his plan is, Scott signed and asked "Which is?"
"You run one way. I run the other. Whoever he catches first, too bad." Stiles shrugs after speaking. His tone nonchalant and posture relaxed, he saw no fault in his plan.
Scott looked at him like he was crazy, she couldn't believe he came up with such a horrible plan
"I hate that plan." She said, glaring at him. He ignored her and kept digging.
They spent the next few minutes digging up more dirt and then hit something. Stiles dropped his shovel on the ground beside him and got down on his knees to hand dig the dirt, he came across an off white sack with a tied rope around it.
"Hurry." Scott told him, looking around to see if anyone was coming.
"I'm trying. Did he have to tie the thing in, like, 900 knots?" Stiles asked, frustrated still unable to undo the knots.
"I'll do it." Scott said getting on her knees with him. She helped him untie the knots and they pulled back the cloth. They both jumped as they uncovered something.
"What the hell is that?" Stiles asked, horrified. He looked closer at it and gulped.
"It's a wolf." Scott told him, eyes wide.
"Yeah, I can see that. I thought you said you smelled blood, as in human blood." Stiles exclaimed, looking at her like she was crazy.
"I told you something was different!" Scott told him, pointedly. She was new to this whole heightened senses thing and she couldn't be blamed for getting some things wrong. She stood up from the pit and looked down at the wolf's head sighing, she just wanted to go home and be normal.
"Come on, let's get out of here." She told Stiles.
"Yeah. Okay, help me cover this up." Stiles said and began to shovel some dirt back into the pit with his hands. A few minutes of them shovelling little bits of dirt inside, Stiles looks up and notices a strange looking purple flower near their freshly dug pit. He stops shovelling and gets out of the pit, he walks towards the flower and picks it up, bringing up some rope, he keeps tugging at the rope which was surrounding the grave in a spiral shape.
"What's wrong?" Scott asked, looking at Stiles and the spiral of rope.
"You see that flower?" Stiles asked her, pointing to the purple flower and looking at Scott. Scott nods, eyeing him warily.
"I think it's wolfsbane." At Scotts blank look, Stiles continues. "You are so unprepared for this." Stiles yanks the rope completely out of the grave and stumbles back.
"Holy Shit!" He exclaimed seeing the wolf's head change into a female's upper body. The girl was pale, with dried blood stains all over her body, her eyes wide opened staring up unseeingly at the sky.
"Oh, God." Scott said, moving backwards and suppressing the urge to throw up.
In the early hours of the morning, the once vacant Hale house is now teaming with polices officers and the Sheriff of Beacon Hills. Scott and Stiles watch from behind a tree not from them as Sheriff Stilinski arrests Derek Hale for murder and places him in the back of a police car. After his father walks away to deal with the evidence, Stiles runs straight to the police car and gets in the front, unnoticed by the police officers.
"Okay, just so you know, I'm not afraid of you. Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed - she was a werewolf. She was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?" Stiles rambled on, eager to find out all he could on this unusual murder. He ignored Derek's glare and patiently waited for him to answer.
Derek sighed and answered, continuing to glare at the kid. He looked outside the car window at the place where Scott was hiding.
"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem? When she shifts on the field, what do you think they're gonna do. Just keep cheering her on? I can't stop her from playing, but you can. And, trust me - you want to." Derek told him, looking genuinely worried for Scott.
Before Stiles could ask anymore questions he was pulled out of the car and walked away from it. He gulped realising that his dad had found him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sheriff Stilinski angrily asked. He crossed his arms around his chest and glared at his son. Sometimes he couldn't believe the stuff that his son got into. His kid would be the death of him, he could almost swear by that.
"Me?Oh,uhmm, I'm just trying to help...yeah." Stiles nodded as he spoke, thinking that was a good explanation.
"Okay,well in that case why don't you help me understand how you came to find this?" The Sheriff demanded, putting his hands on his hips and glaring down at his son.
"We were looking for Scotty's inhaler." Stiles said. His eyes darted everywhere, not looking at his father.
"When did she lose that?" He asked, already knowing when.
"The...uh… night when you caught me in the woods." Stiles mumbled, looking down at his shoes. They were scruffy, worn out and covered in mud - he needed to clean them.
Sheriff Stilinski sighed. "You mean the night you told me you were alone?" At his sons nod he continued. "So you lied to me?!"
The Sheriff rubbed his hands along his face, thinking what he was going to do the two miscreants.
"Just go home, both of you." With that he walked away from his son.
On the way back to Scott's, Stiles was babbling on about something but Scott wasn't listening - there was something wrong with what they had done - why would Derek kill whoever that was? Why bury her on his property? I mean why wouldn't he bury her somewhere far away from him, if he didn't want to get caught. She groaned quietly as the pain in her head got worse - she wasn't feeling well, she was flushed, her hands were getting sweaty, her heart was beating erratically and she felt like she was about to pass out. She didn't understand what was happening to her, she was perfectly fine just a few minutes ago before she got in the car. She looked around the back of Jeep trying to find if she left her bag in here when she noticed Stiles's backpack, the zip was pulled half way down (so it was half way open) and something about it made her wanna hurl.
She grabbed the bag and pulled it onto her lap, opening it fully she found a familiar looking plant. Her eyes widened and then she glared at Stiles furiously, not realising that her eyes had turned golden-yellow.
"Why the hell did you keep this?!" She exclaimed to him. Stiles shifted in his seat as he kept glancing at her and the bag. He tried not flinch at her eyes and kept his eyes on the road.
"For research purposes! We don't know what that stuff can do." Stiles told her, waving one hand in the general direction of the bag.
"It's Wolfsbane, Stiles! It's harmful to werewolves! We know what it does - it's poison!" Scott shout, unable to keep her voice down. She was panicking now, her breaths coming out in huge pants, she couldn't breathe - it felt like she was being deprived of air, slowly. She needed to get out of this car and away from the bag.
"Stop the car!" She growled, face shifting to reveal large canines, pointy ears and gleaming gold eyes. Stiles took one look at her and quickly pulled over. He watched as she opened the car door, stepped outside with the bag and didn't move when she dumped the long vine of Wolfsbane -being mindful to not touch it. He continued to watch as she paced around away from the dump site, breathing in slowly to calm down.
After a few minutes of breathing exercises, she got back into the car and told him to drive.
It was the day of the game and no one was more nervous than Scott, this would be her first real game with the team - where she actually played. She was so nervous about playing front line, it didn't help that she knew Alex and her mum would be there. What if she lost control and turned? What if she tries to kill somebody? She just kept hearing what Derek said about her shifting on the field, what would everyone do?
She had to focus though, she couldn't afford to lose control not tonight so she went and got changed into her gear before meeting up with the team. She listened as coach gave some boring speech about how they should work as a team and win this game.
She could hear coach talking to Jackson, asking how he felt and all that, she turned them out and focussed on the game. She had to stay in control for the game.
The first 45 minutes of the game were a blur to Scott as she tried to play, emphasis on tried. No one would pass her the ball, meaning she didn't have the chance to prove herself on the field. However, during the last 15 minutes of the game she had her chance to shine. As the opposing side dropped the ball, she quickly ran over picked it up and practically flew down that field, she dodged every single attempt to stop and quickly threw the ball in the net just before the final whistle rung. The crowd went wild as she finally stopped to breathe, she looked around and saw her team celebrating (except Jackson but he's just an asshole), the crowd celebrating with them and her mum jumping up down excitedly with a big smile on her face. She continued scanning the crowd and stopped as she saw Alex, he was clapping and smiling. He noticed her staring at him and his smile got bigger, he gave her two thumbs up.
Later on, her mood is destroyed as she hears from Stiles that Derek was released from prison, they had no evidence to hold him as the forensics prove that no human killed the girl but an animal. They also learned the identity of the dead Jane Doe - Laura Hale, Derek's sister.