Apprehension ➵ Allison Argent (6)

Two

Olivia's POV:

"What in the hell were you three thinking?" Sheriff Stilinski incredulously asks as Allison barely finished putting on a brace for Stiles' injured hand while Scott and I watched.

Scott sheepishly scratched his neck. "We were just trying to help."

"Why don't you try and help me understand--" He looks around before he leaned closer and lowered his voice. "--what the hell happened here?"

"Right! Uh--well, we were trying to gently persuade him to pull over..." Stiles trails off, looking to me for help.

"And Scott might have, sort of...tried to scare him just a little." I awkwardly explain as I fiddle with my sleeves. "I may or may not have also gone a bit overboard with the fire and the driver may have also called me the spawn of Satan."

"But it was for a good reason!" Scott added. "He was getting away?"

Sheriff gives us a pointed look. "He got away."

"Right! Because obviously he's some sort of criminal mastermind, Dad!" Stiles tried to argue but Sheriff didn't look too pleased.

"Uh-huh." He mutters as he gestured for us to follow him to the back of the van. "You want to guess what the stolen merchandise is? Hmmm?" He looks towards Allison and nods his head towards the back doors, motioning for her to open it.

She opens the back doors, revealing it was full of large gas tanks.

"Critical life-saving medical equipment?" Stiles questioned with a hopeful smile.

Stilinski shook his head. "No."

"...Poison gas?"

"Nope!"

Stiles's posture deflates a bit. "Filled with drugs...?"

"Helium."

I pinch the bridge of my nose with a sigh. "Oh god."

"H-Helium?" Stiles's voice cracks in which Sheriff nods in confirmation before he turned to walk away, leaving his son in disbelief.

"What kind of grown man steals helium!" Stiles exclaimed in frustration.

"I knew this was a bad idea." I mutter so Allison could only hear. "Maybe we would've had extra time to spare."

She lets out a snort before she leaned close to my ear. "If we're being honest, I'm surprised you're still walking."

My cheeks instantly flush as I turned to her with shock. "Allison!"

"Ms. Argent, I need you over here!" Sheriff Stilinski called from behind.

"Be right there!" She calls out before giving a quick kiss on my cheek. "I'll see you later." She whispered before splitting away from us.

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"This could be a good thing." Scott breaks the silence as he drove Stiles' jeep since we both knew he was disappointed about the accidental chase.

Stiles scoffed. "That we saved helium?"

"I totally could have continued my study date with Allison." I mutter as I crossed my arms. "Instead of chasing a guy that stole helium."

"No, I mean that..." He pauses his sentence which causes me to sit up properly from the backseat. "they don't need us anymore."

Stiles scoffs once more and from the side-view mirror I could see him roll his eyes. "Okay, well, they need us. They just don't know it."

"Stiles, you do realize that we're all going off to college soon." I gently remind, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Soon enough we need to worry about moving out into our dorms or apartments instead of fighting and worrying about whatever is gonna kill us."