A/N: Chapter 8 Updated!
It was the last five minutes of the game when Caitlin got a slap shot from one of the guys in the leg. It must have caught her in the side of the leg because we have shin pads that cover the front. She went down and our trainer had to run on the ice to help her. She finally got up and came over to the bench but wasn't putting any pressure on her leg.
"Samantha, I'm gonna need you on center". I heard my coach say. I've been center a couple of times but it still wasn't my favorite position. Also that meant I had to go on with Kelsey. Let's just say that I and she do not get along very well.
The game ended and we won 3-2 against the guys. Everyone from our team went over to our goalie and all cheered. I was claustrophobic so I always waited until everyone separated until I went over.
I got off the ice showered and walked outside the dressing room to see Stiles waiting right outside the door.
"You know some girls find it creepy to see a guy waiting outside of an all girls team's change room". He gave me a funny look and took my sticks from me.
"I wanted to be the first one to say 'Good Game'." I smiled at him and walked to his jeep. He came in too and started driving.
"So what do you wanna do tonight?" I wasn't sure. We haven't really done anything outside of just hanging out at our homes.
"I don't know maybe go to the park or something? Or we could go to the lacrosse field at school and find out who wins that bet we were planning on doing". He turned left which meant that we were going to school which was less than 5 minutes away from the arena.
He parked the car and grabbed his lacrosse sticks from the back and turned towards me giving me one of them.
"You are so on". He gave me a smirk. I started to run towards the field.
"Whoever gets there first decides whether or not they want to start as a goalie". I yelled to him. I heard him running after me as I arrived at the net.
"I win so I decide that you start in net". He positioned himself in the net as I went in the middle of the field.
"Fine but I'm still gonna win". He told me.
"we'll see about that". I muttered under my breath. I ran towards him and shot. The ball went in the top right corner. He turned his head around to look at me.
"Okay, Scott has definitely taught you how to shoot". I ran back to the center and took a couple other shots before I went in the net. I got two out of three shots in.
"If you miss two of your shots that means I win so you better aim better than you usually do". He sent me a smile and laughed.
"Now that is just insulting". He ran towards me and shot right at my stick so I caught it.
"Don't miss the next one or you're done". He ran backwards to the center of the field as I passed him the ball.
"This one is a hard one so you better watch out Sam". He ran straight at me and shot the ball. It was coming straight for my face but I lifted my stick up and ducked. I ended up catching it after all. I jumped up cheering for the fact that I just won.
"You are a poor winner. You're just rubbing it in my face now". I saw Stiles run after me so I ran the other direction into the woods towards the school. He caught up to me though and we both tripped over each other. I landed in a pile of leaves with Stiles legs tangled around mine. We were both laughing so hard that none of us moved. When we finally caught our breath stiles lifted up his head and looked down at me.
"Hey loser". He gave me an exaggerated mad look. I just took his face in my hands and pulled his lips down onto mine. We broke away and I said
"All better? Do you forgive me for winning against you at your own sport?" He nodded his head and pushed himself up. "Yes, of course". Wait a minute.
"Stiles, were you going easy on me?" He gave me a surprised look.
"No, why on earth would I do such a thing. Letting my girlfriend win". I punched his shoulder and took his hand as we walked back to his jeep.
"Well whatever I still win. So it's your own fault". We both hopped into the jeep and he drove me home since we were gonna hang out at my house.
We arrived at my house and he parked the jeep. We walked to the door and stopped.
"I had fun tonight Stiles and next time don't go so easy on me". He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.
"In my defense I was being a gentleman. You always let the girl win". Where he heard this, I don't know but I liked the sound of it. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned in closer. Suddenly the door opened and we jumped back. My mom was standing in the doorway holding her purse, leaving for work.
"Hello Stiles. How are you?" He gave her an awkward smile.
"Ah just fine. How about you miss McCall?". I turned to look at my mom.
"Thank you mother for ruining a perfectly nice moment". She walked past me as she said
"You two are just too cute". Why did we always end up in these awkward situations? Why couldn't it be like that for Scott and Alison? Or I'm sure it was awkward for Scott since he was dating a girl who's family was werewolf hunters. Stiles phone buzzed and he looked down at it then ran upstairs.
"Stiles?" I ran up the stairs to go see what the guys were talking about.
"What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it? " I had no idea what was going on.
"Stiles what are you talking about?" Scott looked towards me and back to Stiles finishing tying his lacrosse net.
"I found something at Derek Hale's". He stated calmly.
"Really? What did you find?" Stiles asked him.
"There's something buried there. I could smell blood". There was something else on my mind.
"Wait, why were you at Derek's house Scott?" The boys just ignored me as Stiles went on.
"That's awesome! I mean that's terrible. Who's blood?" Scott got up and moved closer to Stiles.
"I don't know. But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. Then you help me play lacrosse without changing because there is no way, I'm not playing that game". He threw his stick on the bed and they both turned towards me. I was blocking their path to leave.
"Woah, woah, woah. What are you guys planning on doing exactly?" Stiles spoke first.
"We should start at the hospital right? Scott can go see if that same smell is on the other half of the body". That sounded gross. My brother would have to sniff a dead person. Sott spoke next.
"Then we go to Derek's house and see whatever he buried". I shook my head.
"Okay. No. Bad idea. By the time you arrive in the woods it will be dark and who knows what's lurking in there". Stiles took a step forward as my brother took a step back. He put his hands on my both sides my cheeks.
"You don't have to come if you don't want to. But you will be missing out on some fun. Also we have Scott now who can defend us". I rolled my eyes.
"Fine. But if we get caught I am so blaming everything on you". He gave me a kiss and I heard Scott let out an awkward cough. I broke away and walked downstairs grabbing my jacket and my phone. We all walked over to Stiles jeep. I sat in the back this time because I was semi-mad at them for making me come along. We drove in silence to the hospital.
We arrived at the hospital and walked in. I turned to the boys and told them what was going to happen.
"Okay so here's what we are going to do. Stiles you go wait over there in a chair and make sure my mom does not come this way. If you notice her than run whispering to Scott since he will probably be able to hear you". He nodded his head as he said,
"Yes ma'am". I ignored him and continued.
"Scott, you will go do what your dog like smelling senses allow you to do and go sniff up that girl's dead body. Well, half the body". I gave a disgusted look and Scott gave me an annoyed one for pointing out his dog capabilities. Before they left Stiles turned towards me and asked,
"What are you going to do?" I took a step back without looking away.
"I'm getting out of here because I'm starting to feel lightheaded and nauseous of being in a hospital. You know how I don't like them. At all". Scott nodded and left. Stiles just gave me a confused look. I waved him off and went back to his jeep to wait.
It wasn't only the fact that I was afraid of needles. I didn't like the smell of hospitals. The smell of sickness and weakness. Also every time you walk in there you see people who are hurt or weak or some that are even dead. It only reminds me that everyone has an hour glass. Once you're time is up, you're done. It was kind of hard to avoid the hospital since my mom works there but I tried my best to stay away.
The boys came out running towards me about 10 minutes later. Scott holding two shovels.
"According to Scott the smell was the same so we are all going to Derek's to see what he buried". Stiles told me. Scott jumped in the back of the jeep holding both shovels as me and Stiles went in the front.
"What if Derek is still there?" Stiles started the car and drove out of the hospitals parking lot.
"Then we wait until he leaves". I had one more question in mind.
"Where did you get those shovels? Did you not think of bringing one more for me?" I turned around to see Scott frowning.
"I sort of snuck into the shed and grabbed them, plus I didn't think you would want to shovel". I looked back over to the front.
"You know we could all be safe in our warm beds sleeping protected behind the walls of our houses. But no, I had to have a brother and a boyfriend who loves to get themselves into trouble and drag me along with them". I leaned my head against the cold window. Stiles grabbed my hand and Scott grumbled under his breath. We were on our way to some dangerous werewolf house that could kill us in one bite.
I thought the world we were living in was complicated enough without werewolves or hunters in it. Why couldn't it be unicorns and friendly little leprechauns and pots of gold? At least a unicorn could support transportation. The most that Scott could do for me was eating my homework. But I guess nothing ever goes as planned.