Disclaimer: I don't own Teen wolf or supernatural.
Sorry I forgot to tell you guys but this is taking place during season 1 Teen Wolf if you havent already figured that out, and season 5 supernatural.
Dean Pov
We were stopping for the night at a motel in the middle of Kansas when Sam found the case.
"It's not much," he says, "Just a couple of mutilated deer and a missing girl: Laura Hale. Do that sound like demonic activity to you?"
"Maybe," I reply. Since the beginning of the frickin appocolapse, we were trying to find as many demons as we could and wipe them out. "But it's worth a shot. Where is this?"
"A small town in Southern California called Beacon Hills."
"Alright," I reply, happy to have a case to work, "Lets get going." We start the engine and drive out of the parking lot. Sam digs into the history of the town while I drive, listening to my favorite Bon Jovi songs. After a few hours, Sam finally gives me an update. Jeez the work-ethic on that kid. By that point I would be passed out or doing other activities. We stop at a random diner, where I order a bacon cheeseburger, and Sammy orders a salad. You know how people say "Live like there is no tommorow"? Well, this statement is actually true for us and what does Sammy do? Order a salad.
"I haven't been able to find much on this today of the town," he says, "It does have a history of animal mutilations, and there was a fire a few years back that killed almost an entire family, The Hales."
"And?" I ask, wondering why this is important.
"Guess who was one of three survivors of that fire: Laura Hale."
"You think it is connected?"
"Worth checking out" Sam says as our food arrives at the table.
"Come to Papa," I say to my cheeseburger as I take a big, delicious bite.
Sam chuckles and looks at me, saying "Do you know how many calories are in that thing?"
With a mouth full of cheeseburger I say, "Shut up and eat your rabbit food."
We both finish our meals and leave some cash on the table to pay for it. We both slide into the car, and finish the rest of the trip to Beacon Hills.
A few hours later, we finally arrive there. We find the nearest crappy motel, and change into our FBI suits and head down to the sheriff's station.
We show our fake FBI badges to the lady at the front desk, who waves us back to the sheriff's office.
As we walk to the back of the crowded station, we start to hear the sound of an argument.
"Stiles no! You are not allowed to drive around in my police car!"
"K'mon Dad. It'll be fine."
"No it won't be fine!
Me and Sam give each other a look and then I knock at the door. "Sit down and be quiet" the man tells his son. He opens the door and asks "And who might you be?"
"Agents Bonam and Copeland, FBI" I say as we both show him our badges.
"Sheriff Stilinski," he says as he invites us into the office where there is a teenage boy sitting in one of the chairs.
"What can I help you with, Agents?" The sheriff asks us as we take a seat.
"We are here investigating the disappearance of a girl named Laura Hale." Sam says.
"And why might federal agents have an interest in that?"
"She's been reported missingin a few other states as well and that makes this a federal investigation." Sam says.
"Okay, but we haven't found her, or what's left of her yet so what do want to know?" The sheriff says.
"When and where was she last seen?" I ask.
"That we are having some trouble finding out. Her brother Derek reported her missing here, but we are not accually sure that she was ever in town."
"Can you tell us about the Hale fire?"
"Well, one night about ten years ago fire caught to the Hale house while Laura and Derek were at school. Everyone in that house died except for their uncle, Peter, who is in a coma."
"Do you have any idea where we could find this Derek?" I ask. The sheriff types his name into the database and says, "Sorry but there is no current listed residence."
"Okay, Thank you sheriff. And if anything strange or weird happens give us a call," Sam says as he slips him our card. We walk out of the office and back to the car where we discuss our next move.
"So what now? I ask.
"Let's just head back to the hotel and see if we can track down Derek Hale."
A few hours later, after turning up nothing on where to find Derek Hale, we get a call.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Is this Agent Bonam?"
"Yes it is. What's up Sheriff?" I ask.
"Two joggers found half of a body in the woods, and I have a sneaking suspicion it might be related to your case."
"Wait wait wait," I say, "Half?!"
"Yes," said the sheriff. "The body was found at the Beacon Hills preserve, and me and my men are going out to look for the second half."
"Okay! We will meet you there." I hang up the phone and tell Sam,
"Hey, two joggers found a body in the woods and the Sheriff thinks it might be related to the case."
"Okay, Let's go." he replies. We drive to the preserve and when we get there, there are police everywhere. The sheriff brought in the K9 unit and there are even state troopers there. We flash out badges to get us access to the scene. We go to check out the body, which is on a stretcher in a bag over by an ambulance. I zip open the bag and take a look at the body.
"Gross" i say, wrinkling my nose at the stench of the body. Sam pushes me back so he can take a look too.
"The sheriff was right," he said, "It really was ripped in half. Any idea on what could have the strength to do this?"
"Well the killer was definitely not human. Maybe a Demon?" I ask.
"I don't know. Hey it looks like their heading out to look for the second half of the body."
"Okay, let's go." We walk with the group of officers into the preserve. Everyone walks around scouring the ground for the body, and we do the same. We search for about twenty minutes, and find nothing. "Sam, you got anything?"
"Nope, you?"
"Nope." We continue searching the grond until i see something unusual. "Sam" i whisper, "Over here." We both walk over to it, and realize what it is, a dead animal body.
"This must be one of thos mutilated animals they were talking about, " Sam says.
"Yeah it probably is" I say,but then I see blood on the ground "but look." I flip over the body and there is a big gaping hole in the middle of its chest.
"Its heart is missing." Sam says, surprised. "Could it be a werewolf?"
"The mutilated animals would make sense then. But I have never heard of a werewolf strong enough to rip someone in half."
"How about we go back to the motel and dig into the lore on werewolves," Sam says.
I mumble ,"You almost sound excited about that."
"What was that?" Sam asks.
"Nothing."