It's The Same, Wherever You Go
Chapter Five
First Game
After school the next day, Jaydra is putting her books into her locker, ready to just go home. "I'm so sick of school drama," she hummed. "They don't know the definition of drama."
"Jaydra!" someone yells out, making the sandy blond haired girl look up.
"Oh, hey Scott," she greeted her werewolf friend. "What can I do for you?"
"If I were to give you some directions, or even coordinates, could you help me get to a house?" he asked.
"Depends," Jaydra said. "I'm not helping you stalk your girlfriend, am I?" The girl smirked at the reaction she got from Scott. At first it was confusion, then blushing like crazy, then a stuttered response.
"N-No!" Scott called out. "I need to find Derek."
"Follow the best advice given for Fruit Loops," Jaydra stated, smirking at him. "Follow your nose~!"
"Jaydra," Scott sighed deeply. "Please?"
"Okay, okay," Jaydra said, rolling her green eyes. "What are the coordinates?"
ITSWYG
Jaydra clicked her tongue loudly. "Scott . . ."
"Yes?" the teen asked, walking up to the charred, black house.
"Why are we in front of an abandoned house that was swallowed in a fire?"
"Because of this," Scott says, turning to face the house and screaming one name. "DEREK!" When no answer came, Scott yelled it again.
Jaydra rolled her eyes and glanced around the house. The house itself looked like it would have been luxurious to live in during its prime. It looked like it was three stories, but the back part of the house had been burned, making Jaydra wonder how Derek Hale could even live in this place. During her inspection of the house, Jaydra noticed off to the left of the house, was a freshly made grave. And apparently Jaydra wasn't the only one to notice it. Glancing over, she noticed that Scott was looking at the grave and putting two and two together.
But before he could do anything about it, Derek appeared on the porch of the Hale house, and that focused Scott back on the blue-eyed beta.
"Stay away from her!" Scott yelled, a light growl in his voice. Jaydra raised an eyebrow, having a hunch that the whole thing was about Allison. "She doesn't know anything!"
"Yeah?" Derek mocked, jumping down from the porch and getting in Scott's face. "What if she does? You think that your little buddy Stiles can Google 'Werewolf', and now you've got all the answers? That it?"
"He's also got a walking Supernatural encyclopedia," Jaydra muttered, raising her hand.
Derek sent a mild glare her way before focusing back on Scott. "You don't get it, yet, but I'm looking out for you!" Derek stated. "Think about what can happen. You're on the field, the aggression takes over and you SHIFT in front of everyone!"
"Jaydra will be there!" Scott defended.
"Just because a Winchester will be there doesn't mean a thing," Derek countered. Derek noticed that Jaydra's heart beat sped up at the statement. "What is it, Jaydra?"
The girl sighed, before running her fingers through her hair. "My brothers are going to be there. Sam and Dean."
Derek actually paled a bit at the news. "That's even better."
"What's so bad about her brothers?" Scott asked looking between Jaydra and Derek.
Derek sent a ridiculous look to Scott. "This right here proves my point." Derek pointed at Jaydra, and snarled at Scott. "Her brothers? They're the people that parents tell their pups about to keep them out of trouble. The Winchesters are some of the best hunters in the world, more so than the Argents." Derek leaned down and picked up Scott's Lacrosse stick from his bag. "So if there's two experienced hunters there, and you shift, what do you think it's going to happen? With your mom, all your friends," he said, his claws extending and then slices through the ropes at the end that actually hold the ball. "Everything falls apart." Derek tosses the Lacrosse stick at Scott, who catches it, before disappearing back into the house.
"Let's go," Scott growled out, turning and heading back into town, with Jaydra right behind him.
ITSWYG
On the way to the McCall house, Scott was quiet, as was Jaydra. The two teens were undoubtedly thinking about the same thing. And once they arrived at Scott's home, Jaydra looks over at the young werewolf and sighs.
"Derek isn't the murderer."
"How do you know that?" Scott asked looking over at her with his big, brown eyes.
"Hunter's intuition," Jaydra responded immediately. "Sure, Derek's a suspicious character on his own, but he didn't react like a cornered murderer."
"I know what I smelled, Jay."
And that's all Scott said as he phoned Stiles. Scott gave the boy the quick run down about finding some new information about the body, and Stiles couldn't get there fast enough.
Sure enough, within the five minutes it took to make the phone call, Stiles was in the house in four minutes flat. And he didn't even bother knocking, he just ran in and straight up to where his two friends are. Scott's room. "What did you find? HOW did you find it?! Where did you find it?!" he rambled on and on with the questions. Jaydra opened her mouth to say something, but Stiles cut her off. "Yes, I had a lot of Adderall."
"I found something at Derek's house," Scott stated, looking at Stiles.
"Are you kidding?!" Stiles gasped. "What?"
"Something was buried there," Jaydra stated. "Which doesn't prove shit."
"I smelled blood," Scott countered. "And why are you even defending him on this?!"
"Because I've killings, and went toe-to-toe with killers here, and Derek doesn't fit the profile!" Jaydra growled out, her eyes narrowing at Scott, silently daring him to challenge her in this.
Sensing the tension in the air, Stiles focused back to what Scott said before Jaydra's interruption. "Blood? Who's blood?"
"I don't know," Scott replied, looking back over at his best friend. "But when we do, your dad will arrest Derek for the murder. And then you'll help me figure out how to play Lacrosse without changing." Scott's brown eyes lit up at the thought of playing. "Because there's no way I'm not playing that game."
"Fuck," Jaydra muttered quietly to herself. This was going to get worse before it gets better.
ITSWYG
After declining on going to the hospital to prove the dead body was the same at Derek's house, Jaydra watched the two teenagers leave. Once Stiles' blue jeep was out of her line of sight, Jaydra immediately began running to the woods, back to the Hale house. The only difference now is that Derek has his black car sitting in front of the stairs to the house. Apparently he was getting ready to go somewhere. Talk about luck.
Once she stood in front of the house again, she looked around. "Derek!" she called out. "You home?"
There was no immediate answer, but Jaydra heard the leaves rustling behind her, and could practically feel someone staring at her back.
"What do you want now?" Derek sighed out.
Jaydra turned and looked at the older man that stood behind her, with his arms folded and leaning against a tree.
"Who's in the grave?" Jaydra asked bluntly. True, she probably could have been more subtle about it, but there wasn't time.
Derek growled deeply at her and his eyes narrowed. "None of your fucking business." Obviously Jaydra struck a cord.
"Look, I'm not asking to get some kind of sick pleasure out of watching you squirm here," Jaydra stated, putting her hand into her jean pockets. "When Scott and I were here earlier, Scott noticed the grave. And who does Scott tell everything too?"
"Stiles," Derek says, raising an eyebrow.
"And who is the son of the Sheriff in this town?"
"Stiles," Derek said again, only this time out of aggravation. "Dammit."
Jaydra nodded, running a hand through her sandy blond hair. "See the problem? The two idiots think that you're the killer. So I need to know about who's in the grave."
"My sister." The response was so quiet from Derek, that Jaydra strained to hear him, but she was able to catch it. Barely. "She was killed by the alpha that bit Scott."
Jaydra's eyes widen at that. "Crap," she muttered. "This alpha is proving to be a problem."
"You going to call your brothers?" Derek asked, his demeanor slightly going on the defense.
"Sam and Dean's got bigger fish to fry," Jaydra said, an image of the Yellow-Eyed demon that was responsible for Mary, the boys mother, and John's death. "I can deal with this alpha."
"Who says you're doing this hunt alone?" Derek asked with a raised eyebrow, and the tiniest of smirks on his face.
Jaydra chuckled. "I forgot. You're wanting revenge."
"Exactly," Derek says, before walking over to his car. "You can find your way home, right?" he smirked, before actually getting into his car and driving off.
"Smart ass," Jaydra says, before looking back off in the clearing of the trees and notice that Scott and Stiles were in the tree lines. Sighing, she called out, "He's gone now, you can come out now!"
Two minutes later the three teenagers, one was against their will, were standing over the grave. The two boys holding shovels.
"Great," Jaydra muttered. "And here I thought my grave digging days were over."
"Wait," Scott says as Stiles poised one of the shovels to break the first round of soil. "Something's different."
"Different how?" Jaydra asked. "Does the two scents clash?" Jaydra knew exactly why the two boys went to the hospital first before coming to dig up the body. In the bottom level of the hospital was the morgue, and more importantly, where the second half of the body was being held.
"I don't know," the werewolf replied. "Let's just get this over with."
The two idiots started digging the hole in the ground, and it was a slow process. It had easily been an hour and they still haven't seen a piece of skin.
"This is taking way to long!" Scott whined out.
"Just keep going!" Stiles ordered, shoveling out another handful of dirt.
Jaydra jumped down into the grave and takes the shovel from Scott and begins digging up the grave as well. "With how slow you dig, you'd make a piss poor hunter," she muttered throwing shovel full after shovel full of dirt.
"So . . ." Scott trails off, relieved at the quick break. "What if Derek comes back?"
"Then we get the hell out of here," Stiles replied.
"And if he catches us?" Jaydra asked, raising an eyebrow. She loved hearing Stiles escape plans.
"We all take off and go into three directions, and the one he catches first, too bad!"
"Stiles, that's a horrible plan!" Scott chided.
Suddenly, Jaydra stuck her shovel in the ground again, and hits something. "Guys," she says softly. "I got something."
The three teenagers bend down and move the dirt off of whatever Jaydra hit, and they all gasp softly at what they seen.
"What the hell is that?!" Stiles yelled, pointing towards the grave.
"It's a wolf," Jaydra said, waving her hands around like it was a big magic act.
Stiles playfully shoved her in the arm. "I can see that!" he retorted before looking over at Scott. "I thought you said you smelled blood! As in human blood!"
"I told you something was different," Scott admitted pathetically, sending Stiles the puppy eyes.
Stiles was not effected. "This doesn't make sense."
~To you,~ Jaydra thought mentally, smirking a bit. ~I can't believe his sister did it.~
"We've gotta get out of here," Scott says, gathering up the items. Stiles agreed and then three teenagers begin to cover the body.
Suddenly, something catches Stiles eye and he walks over to a pretty bluish-purple flower that Jaydra identified immediately. Wolfsbane. Stiles walked over to the pretty flower and tugged on it. The said flower had a small rope attached to the end of it, and the rope goes around the grave a few times before Stiles finally pulls the final part of the rope out.
Scott looks back into the grave and pales a bit, making Stiles walk over and gasp. Jaydra just rolled her eyes and looked down, locking eyes with the top half of the dead body that her and Scott found in the woods that night.
ITSWYG
The morning comes around, and there's police everywhere around the old Hale House. Jaydra is leaning against a tree, watching as Derek is arrested and then put into the back seat of a police cruiser. Just moments after the cop leaves the car, Jaydra sneaks over while the Sheriff is talking to Stiles and Scott. Once she's beside the car, Jaydra opens the front door and looks back at Derek.
"I didn't say she was your sister," was the first thing she said when Derek glared over at her.
"Why worry about my feelings about that when HE'S the problem," Derek growled out, glaring over at Scott.
Jaydra rolled her eyes. "And we were bonding so well!" she whispered dramatically, wiping an invisible tear from her eyes. Derek's glare turned deadly as he watched her, making her roll her eyes again. "I told you that because I don't like my family stuff told by a third party. And I know about Scott. I don't want him to play Saturday either, but he's one stubborn puppy."
Derek scoffed at that comment, his grey eyes shifting to something behind her. "Sheriff's coming."
Jaydra glanced back and noticed that the Sheriff had finished questioning the boys and is now looking for her. Carefully, she climbed over the seat and exited out of the driver side of the car, and acted like she just came from the grave.
"Hey John," she greeted politely.
"Jaydra, what the hell are you doing here?" he asked, rubbing his eyes. Jaydra would be money that he just listened to Stiles make up a pathetic excuse.
"I heard Scott and Stiles talking about coming out here to find Scott's inhaler," Jaydra lied easily.
"Scott's inhaler?" John asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. "When did he lose it?"
"The night the hikers found the body," Jaydra stated, before realizing that her and Scott were supposed to be home that night. Well, him home and Jaydra out jogging.
"So Stiles and you lied to me," he accused.
"No," Jaydra said, rolling her eyes. "I went out for a jog and asked Scott to come with me, since I didn't know the terrain all that well. And then we ended up out in the woods, and he dropped his inhaler somewhere out here," she covered quickly.
John sighed greatly, not finding a thing that could break that lie. "Just . . . Get Stiles and get the hell out of here."
"Yes, sir~~" Jaydra sang out, walking over and grabbing Scott and Stiles' arm, and then heading towards the jeep.
ITSWYG
The drive back into town was silent on Jaydra's part. with the other two, it was slowly becoming a shouting match, but Jaydra was tuning them out. She was lost in her mind.
~If that really was Derek's sister, then that means she was an Alpha with the ability to change shape,~ she thought to herself. ~Then that also means she could have been a target. So the Alpha killed her to get her power.~ Jaydra's eyes widen at the thought of this, but also when Stiles decided to slam on the breaks.
"I can't breath!" Scott yelled as Stiles pulled the car into a sliding stop on the side of the road. The young werewolf looked around the car and grabbed Stiles back pack and opened it up, revealing the Wolfsbane.
"YOU KEPT IT?!" Jaydra screams at Stiles as Scott groans in pain again. "GET IT OUT!"
Stiles, once the jeep was stopped, threw his door open and tossed the bag out into the woods. "There. It's gone."
"Yeah," Jaydra noted as Stiles turned around. "So is Scott."
Stiles eyes widened as he jumped back into his jeep, while Jaydra climbed into the front seat, and put the vehicle into drive and began speeding down the road, and grabbing his phone. Only Jaydra intercepted and grabbed his phone.
"No police," she says, holding onto the phone. As stiles reaches for it again, planning just to take it from her, Jaydra holds the phone out the window. "I will throw it, and pray it hits a tree."
Stiles shoulders slumped as he retracted his hand. "B-But . . ."
"Do you want your dad and the police to question your sanity more than they already do?" Jaydra asked, raising an eyebrow. "Scott will be fine. He's running because the wolfsbane is toxic to werewolves and your jeep is now a kill zone."
"But what are we going to do about the game tonight?" Stiles asked, glancing over at the young hunter.
"I don't know. I got my own problems regarding the game," Jaydra explained. Stiles looked over at her, waiting for her to explain. "My brothers are coming to the game."
"WHAT?!"
"STILES WATCH THE DAMN ROAD!" Jaydra screams as the teenager nearly swerved off the road at the news.
ITSWYG
Later that night, Jaydra suited up in her padding for the game. At least she was on the first line and would be able to keep an eye on Scott in general. "You two goons ready?" she asked as they got ready to walk out on the field.
"As we'll ever be," Scott said, a bit nervous for tonight.
The three teens walked outside and suddenly Jaydra is suddenly grabbed by two guys, and Scott and Stiles were ready to go on the defensive, until they seen Jaydra smile and smack the two giant men.
Giant didn't even begin to describe them. The shorter one was around six foot tall, with hair similar to Jaydra's just a shade darker, and the same bright, green eyes. The taller one, who had to have giant's DNA, in Stiles' opinion, had to be six foot five, at least! His hair was a shaggy brown, and his soft hazel eyes reminded Stiles of Scott's a bit. A puppy look about them.
"Stiles! Scott!" Jaydra called out, smiling. "These are my brothers. The shorter one is the oldest, Dean," she stated, barely dodging a smack to the back of the head at calling him short. "And the giant over there is the middle child, Sam."
"It's nice to meet both of you," Sam said, smiling charmingly. "And I think I remember Stiles. He interrupted a few calls I think."
"Yep. That's me," Stiles stated, somewhat intimidated.
Both he and Scott remembered the stories that Jaydra told them about the infamous Sam and Dean Winchester. But at a first glance, they didn't seem all that dangerous. And to give credit, neither does Jaydra. But the two teenagers knew they were in the presence of the best hunters around.
"Give 'em hell kid," Dean said, patting Jaydra on the shoulder. And with that, Sam and Dean walked back to the bleachers.
The three teenagers looked at each other and nodded, heading out onto the field. As the game began, Jaydra began to notice a pattern. While she thought it was going to be normal not for the guys to single her out to the other team and not pass her the ball, she didn't think they were going to exclude Scott as well. But that was exactly what they were doing, and Jaydra had a sinking feeling that Sir Jackass Jackson has something to do with it.
And that was how the game went for most of the night. Her and Scott were denied the ball most of the game. And Jaydra noticed at one time that she seen a flash of yellow. Scott was getting pissed.
Jaydra jogged over to her team mate and patted him on the back and leans close and whispers. "Think about your girlfriend," she stated. "She doesn't want to support Jackass over there. She wants to cheer you on."
"But they won't give me the ball," Scott growled out.
"Then take it," Jaydra stated, before going right back into her location on the field.
During the next play, Jaydra tackles the opposing player, knocking the ball into the air and nabbing it. Once she had the ball, she called for Scott and tossed it too him.
Once Scott had the ball in his Lacrosse net, he grinned and began running down the field, doing incredible flips and maneuvers, and eventually scores.
Finstock was about to have a baby over on the side line. And he made an order very clear to the whole team, "PASS TO MCCALL! WINCHESTER YOU BLOCK!"
By the end of the game, Jaydra and Scott worked as a team, with Scott racking up the points until they were tied with the other team, and eventually scored the winning point. Jaydra practically hugs Scott, and that's when she realizes something is wrong. Scott had dropped his gloved, and revealed to her that his claws were out.
"Get to the locker room, now!" she quietly whispered and pushed him to the locker room. Just as he left, Jaydra felt someone smack her in the back.
Turning around she seen John Stilinski, Dean, and Sam all smiling at her. "You were great out there kid!" John praised, smiling down at him.
"Thanks," Jaydra said, rubbing the back of her head. "It's because of your son. He's the one that taught me the best plays."
"Well, the kid knew what he was doing," Dean stated, grinning down at her.
"Now, how about we all go to the Stilinski house and we get some food? And show you boys how well your sister is shining here in Beacon Hills," John offered, smiling at the boys.
"We'd love too," Sam answered.
"Well," Jaydra said, looking around. "Then I'm going to find Scott and Stiles and ride with him home. See you there!" she said, waving and then running as fast as she can to the locker room. "Stiles, you in here?"
"Yeah, with lover boy here," he said, pointed at a dazed Scott.
"What happened here?" the girl asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Allison kissed me," Scott practically giggled out, a wide smile on his face.
"Yeah, yeah," Stiles sighed, waving his hand. "We heard all that, but I got some bigger news here. The medical examiner looked at the half of the body we found."
"And?" Jaydra prompted, nudging Stiles a bit.
"Well, let's keep it simple. The medical examiner determined that the killer was animal, not human. Derek's human, not animal. Derek not the killer."
"So they let Derek out of jail," Jaydra summarized. "Told you he wasn't the killer."
"It gets better," Stiles muttered sarcastically. "My dad identified the dead girl. Both halves . . . Her name was Laura Hale."
"Hale?!" Scott exclaimed.
"Derek's sister," Stile sighed out.
There was a long silent pause, until Jaydra patted Stiles shoulder. "Well, we got that scab ripped off quickly, let's now head to your house and prepare for another grueling torture. Dinner with my brothers."
ITSWYG
Dinner with the Stilinski's and the Winchester went much better than Jaydra would have thought. Most of the conversation was about Jaydra in school, and the siblings using a code word every now and then. Mostly Sam and Dean wanted to know about any hunts around, and Jaydra saying if there were she could handle it.
"Well, Mr.. Stilinski, that dinner was amazing," Sam says, finishing his water. "But we have to be getting back on the road soon."
"Yeah," Dean chuckles. "Those pests aren't gonna exterminate themselves."
"It's a shame you couldn't stay longer and spend time with your sister," John said. "You're welcome to stay a night."
"We would, but we have a case a few cities over that we have to take care of," Dean said, standing up. "But we do have a present for Jaydra. Come outside."
All five of the people in the house walked outside, and on the other side of the 1967 Chevrolet Impala sat a bright red 2000 Nissan Skyline.
"It's not much," Sam says, grinning. "But we, including Bobby, fixed her up as a present."
"Oh my God!" Jaydra gasped out, reaching over and hugging her two brothers. "I LOVE IT!"
"And it has those God awful CDs of yours," Dean groaned out. "Thankfully I don't have to hear them anymore."
"Dick," Jaydra retaliated.
"Bitch," Dean replied just as quickly. "Well, let's hit the road Sammy. We got some exterminating to do."