"Karen! Get your lazy self out of bed!" I could hear my brother, Stiles shouting at me. Grunting, i rolled over and checked my alarm clock to see what time it was. I noticed it was only about 11pm.
"Stiles! I'm going to kill you! Why do I need to get up! It's time for s to be in bed!"
"K. Dad just got a call from dispatch."
"So, he gets them all the time why is this one so special?"
"Two joggers found a body in the woods, they're calling in every officer from the Beacon Hills PD and even State Police in the area. We're going to get Scott and check it out."
"Are you freakin' kiddin' me!? Let's go get Scott!"
"Whoa, little sister! How much Aderall have you had today?"
"The same amount as you."
"So like 10 over your dosage?" He asked with a smug smile.
"Exactly! Now get out so that I can change!" I said pushing my twin out the door of my room, shutting it forcefully behind him.
I went to my closet and dug through the piles of skirts and tops that I had bought for the new school year, which started tomorrow. I finally found a pair of jeans, an old shirt of Mom's, which made me a little sad but I put it on. An old hoodie of Scott's that was long enough to cover my butt. A pair of tennis shoes that were hidden under my pocket book and coat was the final touch. A good thing too because Stiles was practically pounding my door down.
We hopped in Stiles' Jeep and headed over to Scott's house. I watched Stiles climb on Scott's roof and I knew that this was going to be a bad idea. When Scott came out on the porch about two minutes later he was holding a baseball bat. I heard Stiles and him yell, simultaneously. So I got out of the Jeep and walked up to the house, adjusting my hearing aids so that when Stiles went on the Aderall fueled rant I knew was coming, it wouldn't sound like he was shouting right next to me. Being legally deaf sucked sometimes, but when I got around Scott and Stiles and one of them got really excited it had it's perks.
As Stiles and Scott were discussing things Scott just kept looking at me with his signature, 'Is he serious', look. I just shrugged, laughing. Stiles finally convinced Scott and we all climbed into the Jeep.
When we got to the Preserve we all got out of the Jeep and Scott helped me out. Stiles laughed at us and tjen we began searching. I couldn't really hear Stiles and Scott as we ran through the woods. I really hated the woods. The dark and the noises scared me. Fortunately, I couldn't hear many of them but a few managed to slip into my hearing aids. I did hear Scott wheezing and I stopped and rubbed his back like I always did when he was having an asthma attack.
"Scott, are you okay?" I asked with concern. I hadn't heard him have an asthma attack this bad in a while.
"I'm fine, Karen. Thanks," Scott said between wheezing and puffs on his inhaler.
Stiles was ahead of us then we saw him drop to the ground. As we sat there Stiles took off running and Scott still had my hand in his. When I turned my hearing aids up I heard Stiles yell as the dog saw him and lunged. Scott pulled me behind a tree and I was pressed up against his chest.
I could hear Stiles and Dad talking, then I heard Dad calling out mine and Scott's names. Scott just pulled me closer to his chest. As soon as we heard Dad and Stiles walking away with the other deputies we decided to walk back. As we were walking I noticed how dark the woods had gotten. I started to have a panic attack. When Scott realized what was going on, he stopped and grabbed my face.
"Come on, Karen. It's just a panic attack! You're going to be okay. Just look at me." Scott tried to get me to focus on him but I was too far in for that to happen. So he grabbed his inhaler and shoved it into my mouth. When I started to breathe normal again Scott hugged me. We continued to walk back towards the road and he kept a hold of my hand.
After walking a little ways we had to stop so that Scott could use his inhaler, when we heard a noise. All of a sudden, deer jumped out and Scott tugged me to the ground, sheilding me so that I wouldn't get hurt. When they were gone Scott stood up and looked for his inhaler while I looked for the hearing aid that had popped out. I finally felt it and before I could pop it back in, I heard Scott in my other ear yelling for me to run.
As I took off running I couldn't hear Scott behind me. But I tripped over a root. I hit my head and the last thing I remember was green eyes and a leather jacket.
Derek's POV
I could hear the three teenagers trampling through the woods. The boys were discussing something stupid about lacrosse; but, I could only focus on the girl. I could smell her scent as clearly as if she was standing beside me, even though she was several hundred yards ahead of me. She smelled like a mixture between vanilla, sandalwood, and chocolate. I could hear from the one time she had spoken that she either had a speech impediment or she was deaf. I figured it was the latter because I could hear the faint hum of the hearing aid in her ears. I could also hear her heartbeat. She didn't seem to like the woods very much because every time an owl hooted or a twig snapped her heart rate would rise. Her heart rate really raised when the calmer boy started to wheeze, I guessed that he had asthma. Her heartbeat calmed when they stopped so that the calm boy could take a puff off of, what sounded like, an inhaler.
I heard the hyper boy fall and the dogs barking. His dad was the sheriff. So that would explain why they were out here. I heard the sheriff take his son back towards the entrance to the Preserve. I wondered who the girl was. She and the calmer boy tramped through the woods and made their way towards the road, which was about three miles away from them. When I got to the better vantage point I could see that she and the quiet boy were holding hands as they walked. It didn't look like they were a couple though so I assumed that they were just friends and he was keeping her calm. I hopped off of the tree hoping to get a better look at her. I could tell she was beautiful but, from this distance I couldn't tell exactly how beautiful. That's when I heard her scream. She screamed in pure terror and then for the boy. I ran as fast as possible and transformed so that she wouldn't see me in my wolf state. I heard the boy yell for her to run and she did as she was told. But, with the rain she slipped and hit her head on a rock. I heard the crack that her head made as she hit it.
She was unconscious by the time I got to her. I looked to see if I could hear the boy but I couldn't even hear a heart beating in the surrounding woods. Now whether that was because he was dead or he had managed to get far enough away was a different story. I carefully picked her up and carried her through the woods. It started to rain when I was about half-way to my house. I tried to do my best and keep her from getting wet but it was raining really hard. I carried her into the house and took her to my room, the only room in the house that wasn't damaged. I laid her on the bed and went to get the first aid kit. When I returned she was shivering and shaking. I was worried about her catching hypothermia so I did what any good person would do, I took off all her outer clothes. I had no idea what I would do if she woke up and I was taking her clothes off so I laid them over the end of the bed hoping to make them dry faster than they would laying on the floor. I looked at her as she was lying in the middle of my bed in just her bra and panties, she was gorgeous. She had curves and she was soft in all the right places. She probably weighed about 150 and it was all evenly distributed on her petite frame. I felt a heat rising to my face because I knew that she was probably only about thirteen or fourteen. I grabbed a pair of my boxers and one of my t-shirts and slid them onto her petite frame. I knew that she had to have hit her head really good if she isn't waking up with all the moving I've been making her body do. I finally got her dressed and fixed the knot on her head. I checked for any other visible injuries but all I could find were bruises and cuts and scrapes. I took a little bit of her pain away so that it wouldn't hurt her as bad when she woke up. Then I sat on the bed with her head on my lap, ran my fingers through her long chocolate brown hair and did the only thing I could do, I waited.
