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"I want you to be honest with me. Absolutely and completely honest." Noah Stilinski speaks slowly, watching the three teens in front of him carefully. Scott, Stiles and Venus had arrived at the Hale house, finding Derek being handcuffed by a deputy and placed in the back of a cruiser. The three of them instantly made their way to the station where they were met with Stiles' dad. "Have you been time travelling?"
Venus had to cover her mouth in order to stifle the loud laugh that erupted from her chest. She could see Scott from the corner of her eyes giving the Sheriff a look of disbelief, Stiles being the one to speak to his dad. "Hold on. What?"
"Because if time traveling is real, you know what, I'm done. I'm out. You're going to be driving me to Eichen House."
"We found him like that." Scott assures the man.
"Where? Swimming in the fountain of youth?"
"Hey, that's what I said." Venus smiles at the man, the three of them subsequently ignoring her statement.
"Actually, we found him buried in a tomb of wolfsbane in an Aztec temple in Mexico underneath a church in the middle of a town destroyed by an earthquake."
Venus brought her hand to her forehead, creating a smacking sound, knowing Stiles had just blown his own cover with his father.
"You told me you were camping!" the man whisper-yells, his eyes bulging as he points a finger at his son.
"Yeah, we were. In Mexico."
"Dereks been aged backwards." Venus informs him. "He doesn't remember anything, including the Hale house fire."
"We just need to talk to him."
"Yeah, well so far he's not talking to anybody." Stilinski sighs, looking between them and leaning back against his desk.
"He'll talk to me." Scott states. Stiles' father leaves the room shortly and comes back with Derek in tow, leaving the three teens to speak to him in private. Younger Derek was seated on the couch, Scott stood right in front of him, trying to convince the boy they were only trying to help him.
"Why would I go anywhere with you?" Derek scoffs looking up at the werewolf.
"There was an accident." Scott explains, speaking slowly as to not alarm him. "You lost some memory but we can help you get it back."
"How much memory."
"A lot but you can trust us." Scott crouches down in front of him, flashing his red eyes.
"You're an alpha." Derek exhales, his face growing more frantic. "Okay, well, who are you? And who are they?"
"We're the guys keeping you out of jail." Stiles retorts, seemingly completely done with anger issues Derek.
