Well, this is kind of my first story in english that I published. It´s not my native language and I never re-read anything, that I wrote, so sorry for mistakes. I tried my best.
This was like moment idea. I just thougt about what could I write and this thing sort of came on my mind and I just tried.
It´s first chapter, so it´s not very interesting or anything.
Just, please, If you read this, leave review or PM so I could know If I should continue ;)
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don´t own Teen Wolf or it´s character, but trust me, that I want...So much. I only own Annie and Sam. Maybe later some more characters.
Enjoy!
+-This chapter is already revised. Thanks to awesome IrisstoneHPfan!
Annie Ducket's eyes snapped open at the sound of the police station phone ringing. Before answering it she glanced at the time on her cell phone, which was resting on the table next to her. Nine o'clock. She sighed heavily, wishing she could go home but knowing she couldn't. Well technically she could go home, the Sheriff had even insisted that she did, knowing full well that she wanted to check on her little brother, but she stayed. She knew both her parents would be home tonight, which only meant one thing; fighting, lots and lots of fighting. Annie was aware that it was probably selfish of her to leave Sam, her brother, alone to fend for himself, but she just couldn't take it anymore. Plus, when her parents were in the same place at the same time, it was nearly impossible to fall asleep, what with all the arguing. At least it was quiet at work. It was especially silent on nights like these when most of the officers were out on patrol, and usually if she timed it right, she could get a nice little nap in. It's not like anything ever happened in Beacon Hills anyways.
So she stayed and 'watched over' the station, which usually meant sleeping at her desk. For some reason, the police station had always been a sort of refuge for Annie. It was the place she would go when she couldn't go home or when she wasn't in the mood to really see anybody. It was even the place she would go when she was in a really good mood, just because she knew that there, in the station, it couldn't b ruined.
Yawning, Annie finally reached over and answered the phone. She knew her voice sounded lazy and disinterested but she didn't care, she was tired and that damn phone interrupted a really good dream.
"Annabel Ducket, Beacon Hills Police Station. How can I help you?" She asked, fighting back another yawn. She searched around for a pencil and pulled her notebook towards her, making doodles on the next empty page while the person on the other line began to speak.
"I, I think I might have, I found…something…" The boys voice was nervous and panicky, but most of all he sounded scared. It definitely would have caught her attention if she hadn't been so tired.
"Could you be a little more specific please?" Annie drawled out, a sarcastic edge to her voice.
"I, I don't, I um," The boy stuttered.
"Okay, what did you find and where did you find it?" She asked, more than a little bit annoyed. This boy woke her up and for what? To sit there and stutter all night only to end up letting her know about something that probably wasn't even that important.
"I, d-dead body… in the woods. There's, oh God it's disgusting, there's only… there's only half!" That immediately got her attention, so much for a pointless phone call.
Her eyes widened as the boy described the scene, scribbling down all the information he was giving her underneath the tree she had been drawing only moments before. So much for a nap.
Stiles Stilinski was sat in a patrol car with his dad, the Sheriff. He seemed to be trying to shove as many french fries as he could into his mouth at once, it was a shock that he didn't choke to death. They were parked outside of a fast food joint eating a quick dinner. The Sheriff had promised his son that he would take him out for dinner before the school year started back up and Stiles was holding him to that promise. This wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind but he knew that his dad had just been really busy lately and there wasn't much time for a real dinner. Stiles could tell that his dad felt as if he was failing him most of the time and he would constantly have to remind the older man that he was actually doing a great job, especially for being a single dad. Stiles had joked with him, saying that he would rather have fast food then go to a sit down dinner anyways.
Stiles, it seemed, had been trying to get down as many fries as humanly possible (who cares if they were unhealthy, fries were delicious) when the transmitter started to pick up something and a female voice came from the old device.
"Sheriff?" The voice asked excitedly and Stiles instantly recognized it as Annie. He let the fries that were in his mouth fall back onto his plate and quickly ruffled his hair.
"Annie, hey! What a surprise, what's up, how can I help you?" Stiles asked quickly, smiling nervously even though he knew she couldn't see him. Stiles had always had a crush on Annie, ever since he was little. He knew that she was Sam's older sister and wanting to get with your best friends sister was definitely against the Bro Code, but he just didn't care. Annie was just so different than all the other girls and he couldn't help the way he felt, even though he knew he didn't have a chance in hell with her. She was smart and beautiful and two years older than him but a guy's got to try, right? He always thought he was pretty discreet about his crush on Annie but unknown to him, she knew, and to be honest, she actually thought it was really sweet. Though, even if Stiles knew that she knew or that she thought his crush was sweet, he would be foolish to think that she would ever actually date him. According to everyone who he'd told about his crush on the older woman, he was to young and one of her little brother's best friends, it would just be weird to her.
"Stiles…" Annie sighed and he instantly knew that she wasn't in the mood for talking, "Are you with your dad or did you break into his car again?"
Stiles cringed at the look his dad gave him, "You did what?" he cried angrily while shooting his son a reprimanding glare. Stiles thought that his dad was being just a bit over dramatic, it's not like this kind of behavior should come as a surprise to him anymore. He had to admit, breaking into a police car probably wasn't the best idea, but it's not like his dad expected any less really.
"I-I-did not, I…" He stuttered, "agr, thanks Ann, thanks a lot." He sighed in defeat.
"You're welcome," she replied, either not picking up on his sarcasm or just ignoring it, Stiles assumed it was the latter, "Anyways Sheriff, I got a call." Annie said, once again speaking in an excited tone, making Stiles wonder what on earth that phone call could have been about.
"Go on." The sheriff said after looking at his son regretfully, and Stiles knew that his dad definitely did not want him to listen in on whatever Annie was about to tell him. He smirked knowing there was nothing he could do about it.
"Well," Annie said, "This boy called and said that he found a body in the woods!"
Both the Sheriff and Stiles gasped causing the latter to once again let his fries fall out of his mouth. They stared at each other with wide eyes for a moment before simultaneously snapping their heads back to the transmitter.
"Are you sure?" Stiles asked hurriedly and excited, "Like did he actually say 'dead body'?" His father though, was to focused on what Annie had been saying to really care about the fact that his son, his very irresponsible son, was currently gaining all the information on a possibly dangerous crime scene.
"No Stiles, it was a squirrel. Yes it was a dead body, genius," She said sarcastically before shifting the conversation towards the Sheriff, "I thought that maybe I could, you know, go with you boss. Maybe help you guys try to fid it, it would be really cool if you let me…" She said, letting the sentence trail off as she hoped for a positive response. Stiles knew she'd never gotten to go to a crime scene before.
"What? No, Definitely not. You stay where you are." He said sharply causing Annie to sigh. Stiles knew there was no way he would change his mind, not when he used that tone of voice. He had always spoken to Annie with a soft voice; never once had he raised his voice at her. Stiles could tell without even looking at her that her excitement slowly started to diminish, probably realizing then that this wasn't something to be excited about, this was serious. There was a killer out there somewhere, a killer that liked to cut people in half. Based on the sigh she had let out, Stiles knew that she had started to feel guilty about even asking to go, knowing that his dad probably had no time or energy to drag along his new assistant to important crime scenes, "And anyways, didn't you say he already found the body, why would you want to look for a body that's already been found?"
"That's the best part, sir," Annie said, Stiles noticed the excitement starting to find its way back into her tone, "He only found half."
Stiles let out a chuckle and almost yelled in excitement. That had to be one of the best things he'd ever heard, nothing that exciting ever happened in Beacon Hills. Seriously, half of a dead body, that was freaking awesome, what more could you ask for? He had to tell Scott and Sam, that was for sure. This wasn't something he could just keep to himself. Plus, if he was going to go look for this body he was going to do it with his two best friends, he did everything with them.
"I'm on my way," The sheriff said, starting the engine and effectively pulling Stiles out of his thoughts.
