OK here we go I'm sorry for the wait guys! Hope you enjoy!


I decided to hang out with my best friend Scott that night but I ended up going home early. His girlfriend Allison came over and I was not in the mood to be a third wheel again. I was kinda jealous of them, you know? They're so happy and I guess I'm just not. I was always in love with Lydia but I didn't feel the same about her as I used to. Everything had changed and I just wanted more from my life. I guess I just want different things than I used to.

I was broken out of my internal brooding by the phone's shrill ringing.

"Hello," I answered, it was pretty late and Scott, being the only one who would call this late, was with Allison, probably having 'a good time.'

"Hello this is Cheryl calling from the Sheraton Park Hotel in Anaheim, I'm looking for Sheriff John Stilinski. May I speak with him please," she answered in her chipper customer service voice. Confusion spread through my mind.

"He left for Anaheim this morning, he should've been there hours ago."

"Oh. Well, he never showed up here. Whom am I speaking to?"

"This is his son, Stiles. Listen you're sure he never showed up," I asked. Worry was building in me and it was sparking some anxiety.

"I'm sorry but no. If he had, he would've checked in," Clearly Cheryl was starting to worry too.

"Okay I'll call him on his cell and try to figure out where he is and I'll get him to call you so you can hold his room or he can cancel it or something," I replied, trying to remain calm.

"Thank you, I appreciate that. Have a nice night," Cheryl said and with that she hung up. I quickly dialed my dad's cell number and it rang for a couple minutes before going to voicemail.

"Hey Dad, it's Stiles. Look, the hotel just called and said you never checked in so if you could call me back and call them and let us know what's going on, that would be just fantastic really Dad," I said, trying to be optimistic. Maybe he just had car trouble and then went to look for help and forgot his phone. It's possible right? The fact that I was trying to talk myself into a positive state of mind was a little bit concerning. I had a terrible feeling that it was something much worse than all that.

I decided to call my friend, Danny. He was amazing with computers and maybe he could hack into the GPS on my dad's phone to find out where he was. I understood that it could be nothing and maybe my dad went to the wrong hotel or something but I just couldn't shake this feeling.

Danny came over and did his with the computer as I paced and panicked until he was done.

"Uh Stiles, I got the location but I don't think you're going to like it. This is kinda bad," Danny said quietly. I looked at the map on the screen and my stomach jumped into my throat. It wasn't labeled on the map but we all knew what was there. My dad was at the Hale House.


OK let's say 3 reviews for chapter three. Now that being said, that doesn't mean that as soon as I get three reviews, ch 3 will be up because I do have a life and a job outside of this story. And things have been stressful in my life so be patient with me.

Next chapter should be up later today I'm just about to write it and then i'll try to post once a week, maybe twice. BTW I'm going to our darling Dylan's new movie The Internship tonight, anyone else going?