Derek Hale + Two

Fireflies

Derek looks down than says, "It's my fault."

"We need help." Scott says.

"We have Isaac now," Derek answers.

"I mean real help."

Isaac gives an offended look which Scott ignores.

"They're too fast for us." Scott says. "For all of us. Too strong, too rabid."

"We'll catch them," Derek tries to reassure, more so himself then anyone.

"And than what do we do?" Isaac questions. "Hold them down until the sun comes up?"

"Maybe it would be easier just to kill them." Derek suggests.

"We're not killing anyone." Scott objects. "Killing them isn't the right thing to do."

"What if it's the only thing to do?" Isaac questions. "We can't even catch them. What else do we do?"

"Find someone who knows what they're doing."

"Who?" Derek asks skeptically.

"Someone who knows how to hunt werewolves."

...

They pull up to the grocery store and Scott gets out of the back to go talk to Chris, leaving Derek and Isaac in the front.

The two watch as Scott approaches Argent and Argent pulls a gun on him.

"Do you think this is gonna work?" Isaac asks.

"Nope." Derek says.

"Me neither." Isaac stops talking for a few seconds than begins. "So your a, your sister."

Derek turns his head to the right to look at Isaac.

"Sorry, ya it's," he clears his throat. "It's bad timing, I'm sorry."

Derek looks away from him as he continues.

"I'll ask later, it's fine."

Derek turns to look at him again.

"Or never," Isaac says, nodding. Derek nods with him. "Ya, ya. I'm good with never."

Derek than turns back around.

...

Scott didn't convince Argent but he did convince him to give Scott a ride. Scott gave him directions to the public pool, which was filled with police and paramedics since the kid was killed. In seeing this, Argent agreed to help.

...

Argent throws a duffel bag down near Boyd and Cora's footprints.

"Tracking them by print?" Argent asks.

"Trying to." Scott answers.

"You've been wasting your time. There's only one creature on earth that can visually track footprints...and that's man. If you're not trained like me, you have no idea that this print is Boyd's and these-"

"Are Cora's." Isaac answers.

"Nope, they're yours."

Isaac looks down at his feet than looks around as Argent continues.

"You trampled Cora's and soon as you walked down here...Listen, I know the four of you are focusing half your energy on resisting your own urges on the full moon.

But that puts you at a severe disadvantage to Boyd and Cora. They've both fully given in. They put the pedal to the floor where you four are barely hitting the speed limit."