White Lilies
Chapter Seventeen: Penton
What is this? Is it an update? Why yes it is! Did you guys miss me? Just a little to ease you guys, I'm sorry this chapter is crap but the next one that goes up well be a deleted chapter and ahh when the sequel is coming out. Stay tune~ Don't give up on me guys!
Stiles rushed over in his jeep towards Laurel's apartment, he could remember her voice and moments right before. The police siren was blaring in the night and Stiles was forced to stop, he had adrenalin running through his veins. There was a soft tapping sound; he turned to see his dad at his window gesturing for him to roll down his window. "Hey dad…"
"Stiles I don't even want to know why you're doing 50 mph in a 25 speed limit. You could have killed someone." The older Stilinski rubbed his temples easing his headache, "Where are you going anyways it's like 9 at night."
"Dad, you know I wouldn't be breaking the law unless I have to." His father shot him this disbelieving look and Stiles threw up his hands, "ok fine! I do but I have a good reason today. I was on the p-p-phone with Malia. Then I heard s-s-some guy grab her and I think she passed out and then the guy hung up the phone." His son was in tears for worry the sheriff shoved his hands in his pocket and looked around. "Dad, please I need to go."
"I'll escort you. Don't make a habit of this Stiles, I'm serious."
"Understood."
The sheriff got back into his car and drove in front of his son and weaved through the streets. The GPS's voice guided him through all the turns and brought him to a simple apartment complex. He parked off to the side and his son parked right behind him, Stiles had no idea how lucky he was having a father that's a sheriff. He followed his son up the stairs and he stood in front of the apartment number #16, he looked back at Stiles before placing a few stern knocks on the door. The door cracked opened to reveal the economics teacher with red shot eyes. "Malia's mother is your economic teacher?"
"Yeah, just wait until you find out who the dad is." Laurel let the two Stilinski men into her apartment; Peter watched from the living room and waved at the men. Stiles dad turned to looked at Stiles with utter shock, "Surprise."
"Malia's dad is Peter Hale? I thought he was dead? I'm going to need a drink." The sheriff entered the apartment and exhaled distressed, "I thought her mother was dead and Henry was her father?"
"My sister adopted her from me. Please have a seat sheriff Stilinski." Laurel led them to her living room and sat on the love couch not to Peter. The sheriff and his son sat on the longer couch, "We got into a fight in a sense and she ran out."
"They told her that Peter was her father." Stiles stated clearing any confusion his father could have, "She called me and then you know the rest dad."
"I'm sorry to break it to you but a missing person case-We can't conduct a search until 24 hours after going missing. My hands are tied here guys." Sheriff Stilinski watched as Laurel nodded slowly taking what he said in. "I really wish I can help Malia is a nice girl. Miss West, I don't what else I can say but you have to wait."
"Look sheriff, we're not asking for help. We're just letting you know." Laurel grabbed Peter's hand for support as he spoke. Peter and the sheriff didn't have a great relationship considering he kidnapped Stiles and threaten to kill him.
"Mr. Stilinski-"
"John, considering our kids are dating it's better to keep it friendly." John corrected Laurel and she pushes a small smile on to her face.
"John, once 24 hours has passed. Could you do everything in your power to help us? I know you and her father don't have the best history but it's for my daughter and his girlfriend."
"I understand Laurel. Once 24 hours pass my department will do everything in its power. Do you know who could have done it? Was there anyone suspicious that could have wanted her?" Laurel shook her head she didn't send that much time with Malia and had no idea who else she could have talked to. Stiles covered his mouth with his hand and everyone looked over at the boy. "Stiles?"
"A few weeks ago, when we went on our first date, there was this old guy named… Penton? He kept asking us questions and Malia was getting pretty defensive."
"Well, I'll get what I can on this Penton guy. For now just keep your ears and eyes opened for anyone." John bid both Peter and Laurel farewell dragging his son with him, the less time that Stiles spent with the homicidal maniac the better.
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