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I do not own the characters of TV show teen wolf such as Scott, Derek, Allison, Stiles, and so on. I do not own the show teen wolf. I do not own the ideas of the TV show Teen Wolf. (Though I wish I could be such an amazing writer as the writer of Teen Wolf!!!) I do own my characters such as Emily and her friend Stephanie because I created the two girls.
 

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Chapter 37:

--Emily’s POV:

Lying in bed I tried to go to sleep but I just couldn’t for some reason. It was getting so late and was pitch black outside, yet my body wouldn’t allow me to sleep. I stared up at the ceiling then glanced at my phone. Derek hadn’t texted me at all after he had left and it worried me for some reason. Allison had even texted me, asking if Scott was ok because she was supposed to hang out with him tonight and he was a no show. I shook my head; he was going to screw that up if he kept doing that.

Just then I heard a car pull up to our house but I didn’t recognize the sound. I flung the sheets off of me and quickly jumped out of bed. Racing to the window that faced the front of the house I peered out of the thin glass only to see Scott getting out of Mr. Stilinski’s cop car. My stomach dropped as I watched Mr. Stilinski get out of the car as well with his normal sheriff attire. Without a second thought, I raced down the stairs, nearly stumbling over my own feet and flung open the front door.

“Scott! What did you do this time?” I said trying to sound calm but I was freaking out in the inside.

I knew it was only a matter of time before Scott really got himself into trouble like this but I didn’t think he would ever get this in trouble.

Scott looked between Mr. Stilinski and I confused.

“He didn’t do anything Em. I am actually here to speak with you.”

Scott looked at me furrowing his eyebrows, really confused now.

“What about?” We both asked him at the same time.

“Scott, I am really sorry but I need you to go inside.”

I looked at Scott, begging him for answers but I soon realized he had no idea what was going on either. After a few more moments Scott pushed past me and slammed the door behind him, obviously aggravated he couldn't stay. What is up with him?

Mr. Stilinski walked towards me and I felt my body grow stiff. He had a look of pity and sadness on his face and I didn’t know why at first.

It didn’t hit me until he was standing right in front of me. Derek. It would only make sense that he wanted to talk to me about him, because he was the only one who knew about us. What else would he want to talk to me about; I haven't done anything wrong. 

“What happened? Where is he?” I blurted out, feeling frantic.

“Em. Sit down.” He said motioning to the bench against the porch wall in front of my house.

I complied and swiftly made my way to the porch, but I couldn’t sit down. I was too anxious and felt like I needed to get away from whatever he was about to say. He didn’t sit either realizing how I was feeling right now.

“Please tell me where he is.” I said in a pathetic tone, looking up at him.

He looked to the ground as if he was in deep thought, “We don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?” I interrupted.

“He escaped.” He said trying to finish his sentence.

He escaped? Why would Derek need to escape from them? It felt as if my mind was pacing back and forth, waiting for an explanation. 

“Em. I need you to calm down. I needed to speak with you because Derek has been convicted of the murders and if you know where he is I need you to tell me right now.”

I looked at him in shock. “Is this some kind of joke because it isn’t funny. You told me an animal killed them.”

“I wish it was true, but tonight another man was murdered. We have key witnesses who saw Derek kill him.” He said gently, trying to ease the pain of the truth.

It felt like my whole world was collapsing in on me. My legs became unstable and I clutched on to the bench to stay up right.

“There is no way. There has to be a mistake!” I yelled, angry that Derek was being put through this again. I refused to believe that he had killed anyone.

“Emily. They saw him do it. There is no question that they know who he was.”

I felt the tears brim at my eyes and I couldn’t say anything more. Some one had seen Derek kill someone and that was the truth. I felt betrayed and hurt at the same time. My heart ached as I remained there not being able to form words. My body was numb as I felt Mr. Stilinski wrap his arms around me in a fatherly hug. I couldn’t help the sobs that came from my mouth anymore.

“I don’t know where he is.” I said in-between sobs.

“Ok. Thats what I thought. I just wanted to be sure and I didn't want you finding about this any other way.” He said before pulling me away from him but keeping his learge hands on my shoulders.

“Em. I am going to have to put you under protective custody. We don’t know what he is up to and it’s not safe for you to be left unprotected until we find him.”

I stood there taking in his words. Derek would never hurt me, would he? If he had killed his sister then how was I supposed to know? I shook my head slightly, knowing I was getting way to ahead of myself. I couldn’t let myself just believe Derek was the killer that easily.

I nodded my head, knowing it was probably just at best to be under protective custody even though I didn’t want it.

“Good. I am going to call one of my officers to stay here for tonight and then I will speak with you tomorrow about how this is going to work.” He said sympathetically.

I felt like an emotionless robot as I stood outside with Mr. Stilinski, waiting for the other officer to arrive.

--Scott’s POV:

Derek! Derek Hale? I felt myself screaming on the inside as I leaned against the door eavesdropping on my sister and Mr. Stilinski’s conversation. What the hell does my sister have to do with Derek and why is she now under protective custody? Did he harm her before? I was almost completely consumed by anger and was fighting shifting. I wanted to burst down the door and demand answers but I just couldn’t do it. My sister’s heartbeat was so slow and so was her breathing. I could feel it in my gut that she was hurting but I couldn’t comprehend why. 

Another car rolled up and I peeked through the blinds to see that it was another cop car. The officer got out and approached Em and the sheriff. They spoke for a few minuets then Mr. Skilinski said goodbye to Em and the other officer stayed next to Em. He handed her his phone number and told her if she needed anything at all, to call him. He was going to be staying outside all night for her protection. I felt myself growl, knowing I could protect my sister better then anyone could. I would protect her with my life if I had to.

Before I could get away from the door, Em came bursting through it and came face to face with me. Her eyes were blood shot and had bags under them from her crying.

“What happened?” I asked, trying to compose myself.

“Nothing.” She mumbled, before pushing herself past me then sprinting up the stairs. Not even a second later I heard her bedroom door slam shut.

I could feel my body tense up when I heard her crying. Before I knew what I was doing, my feet were racing me up the stairs to her door.

I didn’t bother knocking as I pushed the door open. She was sitting on her bed with her knees to her chest and her head down. She looked so vulnerable and I hated it. I wanted to stop her pain but I didn’t know how.

“Em. What’s wrong?” I said, all anger relinquished when I saw what kind of state my sister was in. I had never seen her in such a bad state. She was strong and never cried like this.

She looked up at me but couldn’t say anything. I made my way over to her and quickly took her in my arms. She sobbed into my chest for an hour as I held her. She had finally started to calm down and was taking in a sharp breath every once in a while.

“How do you know Derek?” I whispered, trying to bring the subject up gently while pushing my anger back.

She looked up at me in horror and took a deep breath.

“How do you know about him and I?”

Him and I? I repeated in my head. There was a him and her? I felt my body grow hotter as anger flooded my veins. If he had even touched her I would go to his house and make sure he was dead.

Her small hands grasped my shirt and brought me back down to a calm level.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” She murmured.

 I hated the kind of control my sister had on me. I always had a soft spot for her and I could never be angry with her for to long.

“Its ok. Just tell me please.” I begged.

It took about another hour for her to finish her story. To my relief she didn’t know anything about us, being werewolves and all. She told me about the time when they had first met and then about all the times they went out with one another. I was disappointed in her for not telling me the truth about some things but at least she was coming clean now.  But then again, I couldn’t really blame her for being afraid of telling me. If she had told me about him earlier, I would of probably freaked out even more, not that I wasn’t angry enough right now. Don't get me wrong though, I didn't approve of it at all and wouldn't let it continue but just hearing her talking about him told me how much she cared for him. It was almost like I was listening to myself talk about Allison.

I smiled for a second thinking about it but then my smile dropped completely from my face. Then it hit me. Derek was dead. Emily was falling for a guy that would never come back to her but I couldn’t tell her. I didn’t have it in me to tell her the truth yet.

After a little while more of talking, Em had finally fallen asleep in my arms. I held her close to me, protectively. I knew I was an overprotective brother but it didn’t really bother me. I could hear the officer outside making his rounds around the outside of the house.

After a while I soon joined Em, and fell asleep, drifting off in to darkness. I wasn’t sure what the next few days would bring but I knew it would be hard, for the both of us.

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Finally, one of the moments you have all been waiting for. Did you like it? Could I have done it better? This chapter was pretty depressing to write :( Updating tomorrow if I get enough feedback! :D  

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