Chapter 2! Hope you all enjoy :)
Scott and Stiles became friends at the young age of five. The two met during playtime in preschool. The crooked jawed boy was playing in the sandbox when an older kid came stomping through, effectively knocking over the boy's castle. Moments later another young boy, freckled and doe eyed with the beginnings of a hero complex rushed to the rescue, demanding the bully apologize. From that moment on Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall were inseparable, makeshift brothers. They were a constant in each other's lives, a fact their parents quickly became accustomed to as well. Even the residents of Beacon Hills knew that if you saw one, the other was somewhere nearby. They were known as two peas in a pod before they became known as the three musketeers.
When Scott and Stiles were twelve the town was shook with the news of Coach Lahey. The once beloved high school swim coach was arrested and convicted of child abuse. The Whittemore's who lived across the street from Lahey heard the screams one night. The guttural heart wrenching cries of anguish forced them to immediately call the sheriffs department. What they found was horrifying and pointed to years of abuse, abuse of the young Isaac Lahey; the Coach's son. That particular night which led to the Whittemore's intervention had reached a whole new level of violence for the boy. A life-threatening level that resulted in the need for immediate medical attention.
Melissa McCall had a huge heart. Growing up in the foster care system herself, the nurse couldn't think of anything else but the poor boy whose life she just helped save. The boy's only living relative was now incarcerated, leaving him in that same system. She knew very well what Isaac could face from here on out, and chances are with his kind of backstory, it wouldn't turn out good. Normal children in the foster system were already at a disadvantage, let alone one who would need extensive help to not only heal physical but mental wounds as well. Melissa felt conflicted, part of her wanted nothing but to help prevent Isaac from any future harm and to adopt him herself. But the other part was concerned what that would mean for her own family. With Scott's father out of the picture it would only be the three of them. Could she be the sole provider and caretaker for two young kids? Things were already tight as is, and how would Scott handle having Isaac become part of their family? After everything with Rafael her son had become a bit more secluded and shy, shutting out almost everyone but his close friend Stiles and herself.
Days later, after a short period of contemplation, Melissa adopted Isaac. Her conscious wouldn't let her leave the boy in the states hands. Melissa McCall now had two sons, three if you counted Stiles. What surprised everyone though, was how easily Scott and Stiles accepted Isaac. The three becoming as inseparable as the two had been, their support and comfort healing one another.
He should have known better. Going off into the woods searching for a dead body and dragging his friends along, was debatably the stupidest thing he'd ever done. But he was incredibly bored. With Deaton deciding to take a short break in his teachings, Stiles was presented with some leisure time to do as he pleased. Now normally for any other person this would be a relief, he could relax, visit and spend some time with his dad at the station, catch up on some sleep before school started back up, he could've done anything. The only problem? Stiles Stilinski didn't do normal. No. What he did was listen to the chatter on his stolen police radio. Unlike most, when he heard of the the body found in the woods by the two joggers, he got excited. Maybe that was a bit disrespectful to the poor deceased soul, but this was Beacon Hills. Nothing ever happened in Beacon Hills anymore, and that combined with the break Deaton gave him, pretty much guaranteed that he'd get up to no good.
After dispatch was finished and his father left, Stiles was on his way to Scott and Isaac's already forming a plan on where to look. They would have to stay far enough away from the local deputies and state police who were out searching. Since getting caught snooping through police files at the station, files of which never should have been left unattended, he was on a tight leash. He knew it was frustrating for his dad who was often busy with work, which ironically enough was the reason he snooped to begin with. He just wanted to try and help solve some of the cases so his dad could take a break, the father and son duo needed some quality time. Sadly, when he was caught by Deputy Eagan, his father wasn't so appreciative no matter the motive. Nope, instead he was grounded for the second half of the summer, allowed only to "work" and back. So now not only was Stiles sneaking out, he was once again meddling into police business. Police business that involved a search for part of a dead body, in the middle of the night. So yes, he would be screwed if caught.
When Stiles got to Scott and Isaac's he decided to surprise them, Choosing to sneak through Scott's window over using the front door. At least until he was almost beaten with a baseball bat.
"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?!" Scott yelled.
"You weren't answering your phone. Why do you have a bat?" Scott didn't even play baseball, why he had a bat Stiles didn't understand.
"I thought you were a predator."
"A pre - I - wha - look, just go get Isaac quick"
Scott sighed but listened anyway, seconds later he returned with Isaac following behind him.
"Hey, what's up?" Isaac asked
"Ok, I know it's late, but you guys gotta hear this. My dad left 20 minutes ago. Dispatch called over the radio. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and even State Police."
"For what?" Scott asked
Stiles could barely contain his excitement as he said "Two joggers found a body in the woods."
"A dead body?"
At that both Stiles and Isaac were a bit dumbfounded. Scott couldn't seriously be this dense. Right?
"No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body." He said sarcastically as Isaac quietly chuckled.
"You mean like murdered?
"Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her 20s." Stiles responded
It was quiet for a second before Isaac interrupted, "Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?"
Stiles' smile got impossibly wider "That's the best part. They only found half." He looked at both of them then continued "We're going."
"We're seriously going to do this?" Scott asked in disbelief
"Come on, You're always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town. Well now something has"
"I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow."
Tomorrow was the first day of their sophomore year, along with the first lacrosse practice of the year. "Right, 'cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." Stiles said, the three of them had been on the team since the year before. That said, none of them have played a game yet.
"No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line." Scott proudly stated.
Letting out a sigh of exasperation, Stiles continued "Hey, that's the spirit. Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one. Right Isaac, what about you? Let's go do this!"
Isaac laughed and shook his head at Stiles remark, it was true though. With Scott's asthma he was bound to be benched once again, but it didn't hurt to be optimistic "I don't know, Scott has a point, we have school tomorrow. Plus what if we get caught, im sure we'd get in major trouble especially you." Isaac said with a pointed look at Stiles.
"Oh come on guys, this will be interesting! Stop being such spoilsports. We'll be back in time to get enough rest, and we won't get caught as long as we're quiet and careful."
With reluctant sighs Scott and Isaac gave in. Both knowing first hand that when Stiles has his mind set on something it's pointless to argue. "Ok"
They got to the woods, just on the edge of the preserve, shortly after, with flashlights in hand they started searching.
"Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asked
"Huh! I didn't even think about that." Stiles replied
" And, uh, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?"
"Also something I didn't think about." Scott had a good point, he honestly never thought about the killer still being out here, dispatch never said when the Jane-Doe was killed.
Isaac snorted "It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail."
"I know."
"Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?" Scott said, it was hard enough keeping up when he was having trouble breathing, but he couldn't even see.
Just then the 3 teens heard the barking. Stiles hadn't planned on the dogs being there, a rookie mistake on his part. But guessing from the fact the hounds were barking, they were close and caught their scent. "Let's hurry up" he said.
Panicked, Stiles and Isaac picked up their pace, going further into the woods.
"Guys! Wait up! Stiles! Isaac!" Scott panted, on the verge of an attack
"Hold it right there!" A voice shouted, the beam of a flashlight landing on Stiles
"Hang on, hang on. This little delinquent belongs to me."
Shit, Stiles knew that voice. "Hey Dad, how are you doing?"
"So, do you, uh, listen in to all of my phone calls?" The sheriff asked, eyebrows raising
"No, heh. Not the boring ones." He laughed, trying to ease the tension with a little humor.
"Now, where's your usual partners in crime?
"Who, Scott and Isaac? The- They're home. Scott said he wanted to get a good night's sleep for the first day back at school tomorrow, and Isaac was busy. It's just me... In the woods...Alone..."
The sheriff didn't believe it. Not for one second. "Scott, Isaac, you out there? Boys?" With a sigh the sheriff continued "Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car. And you and I are gonna have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy."
God, he was so screwed. At least Scott and Isaac didn't get caught, they would've been pissed especially considering he promised they wouldn't. Although they probably would be anyway since they were now walking home. His father would most likely have someone escort him home to make sure he didn't walk back into the woods. He wasn't too worried though, they'd be able to find their way home. He'd just explain things tomorrow at school.
Stiles was extremely thankful by the time he made it back to his car. He just wanted to go home after listening to his father lecturing him the entire walk to his car. He knew that wasn't the end of it either, so much for his punishment (from before) ending once school started. He got into his car and pulled out onto the road. Hearing a howl in the distance, Stiles figured the deputies found the rest of the body. And yup, he was right about the escort. Looking in his rearview mirror, Deputy Martinez was following him home in a cruiser.
How'd you like it? Some inside information- Stiles "job" is really his training with Deaton. His father's under the impression that he helps out like Scott. This chapter is obviously like the pilot episode with a few minor changes. Bits and pieces of this story are going to tie in with the show but with the plot in writing. Feel free to comment/review, any and all criticism is appreciate! Thank you!