"Wait somethings different". The boys were getting ready to shovel as Scott said that.
"Different as in, you have a bad feeling that we are all going to die or different as in the smell isn't the same?" I asked Scott as I went to go stand behind them. Scott looked behind him and told me,
"The second one".
They continued to shovel for about 10 minutes until Scott spoke up.
"This is taking way too long". I went around the hole so that I was facing both of them.
"Do you want me to take a turn? Because I seriously don't mind". At that moment Stiles hit something hard.
"Alright stop, stop stop". He put his hand in front of Scott to stop him. They pushed the dirt around and found ropes.
"Hurry". Scott told Stiles. He looked over to him.
"yeah I'm trying. Did he have to tie the thing in like ten thousand knots?" They finally finished untying all the knots. Stiles opened the bag to find an actual wolf. The guys both jumped out of the hole yelling. I screamed and turned around looking towards the forest. "What the hell is that?" Stiles screamed.
"What happened to that girl?" I asked Scott. He looked at both of us as he said.
"It's a wolf". I turned around avoiding looking down at the dead wolf.
"No shit Sherlock". I stood beside Stiles.
"I thought you said you smelled blood. As in human blood". Scott just shook his head.
"I told you something was different".
The boys were getting ready to cover it up. Across from us I saw a purple flower. I walked over to it.
"I never thought I would see something like this in a place where mostly everything is dead". I was thinking out loud. I looked behind me to see Stiles get up.
"Guys that looks like wolfs bane". He walked up beside me and knelt down in front of it. Scott stayed where he was.
"And your point is?" Stiles gave Scott an exasperated look.
"What? Haven't you ever seen the wolf-man?" We both just shook our heads as he kept naming werewolf movies.
"Stiles what does it mean?" I asked him. He sighed and looked back over to the flower.
"You two are so unprepared for this". I knelt down beside it too and had enough of waiting around. I took the flower and yanked it out of the ground standing up. A long rope appeared to be attached to it. Stiles took the flower and started walking around following the rope. Once he had done about 4 rounds and pulled the final end of it Scott looked down and stood up in surprise.
"Stiles". We both walked over to see that the wolf was no longer there but was replaced by the girl we saw in the woods. I never wanted to see her again. She gave me nightmares the first time I saw her. I backed away and sat down on the ground.
"What do we do now?" I asked both of them. They looked down to me and Stiles grabbed his phone.
"What are you doing?" He walked towards me and helped me up.
"Calling my dad". We all walked back to his jeep as Stiles called his dad.
"Hey dad... Yes I know what time it is... Can you just let me talk?..." and Stiles told him what we found. I was falling asleep so I went inside the jeep. I lay my head down on the seat in the back and dozed off.
I woke up to Scott shaking me awake.
"Sam, Samantha. Wake up. The police are here". I sat up and tied my hair back in a ponytail.
"Scott? What time is it?" I slowly got out of the car and blinked as I saw the sun was starting to come out.
"I'm not sure. I think it's around like 6? 6:30 maybe?" Did we stay here that long? It probably took a while for Stiles dad to regroup a lot of cops and bring them down here in the middle of the night. We walked over to the front of the jeep and saw a cop bringing Derek into the police car. Derek looked straight towards Scott. Then we saw Stiles come out of the woods and walk towards the police car that Derek was in. Scott started shaking his head and I ran towards him.
"Stiles! What are you doing?" I caught up to him as he started going inside.
"I'm just asking him something. Wait out here". I wasn't paying attention as someone grabbed my arm and reached inside the car to grab Stiles.
"Uh hey Mr. Stilinski". He let me go and shut the door dragging Stiles away. You could hear Stiles saying 'ow' repeatedly. I followed silently behind.
"There, stand". We both stopped in our tracks. Mr. Stilinski let go of his son.
"What the hell do you think you two are doing". I shifted nervously from foot to foot.
"I was just trying to help". Stiles told his dad.
"Okay, well how about you help me understand exactly how you came across this". He looked towards me.
"We were, uh, looking for Scott's inhaler". I said to him nervously.
"Which he dropped when?" I continued.
"The other night". His dad kept asking questions. "The night that you were looking for the first half of the body and Stiles told me he was alone". Stiles shrugged his shoulder.
"Yes". Smooth, Stiles. Realization finally dawned on him of what he just admitted to. "Ah crap". He looked down to the ground.
"So you lied to me". Stiles looked back up to his dad.
"That depends on how you describe lying". His dad put his hands in his coat pockets.
"I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?" Stiles blew out air and leaned back a little.
"Reclining your body, in a horizontal, position?" I tried keeping in my laugh. His dad pointed to where Scott was and told Stiles
"Get the hell out of here". Stiles rubbed his head and took my hand.
"Absolutely". He led us back to his jeep. Scott heard us coming and looked up. He jumped in the front seat of the jeep as I took the back and Stiles took the driver's seat.
"Okay so Scott take your phone out". He looked in back and gave me a questioning look.
"We need to find answers here Scott. Like why she was an actual real life sized wolf buried in the ground with a wolfs bane plant surrounding her so pull your phone out and do some research Scotty boy". He gave me an annoyed look and started to Google it.
"I can't find anything about wolfs bane being used for burial Sam". I reached in the front and grabbed his phone out of his hands looking it up myself.
"Maybe it's like a ritual or something. Maybe they bury you as a wolf. Or maybe it's like a special skill, like something you have to learn". Stiles kept trying to come up with answers.
"Yeah, I'll remember to put that on my to do list. Underneath 'figure out how the hell I'm playing this game tonight'". I kept looking through the phone but there was seriously nothing. Maybe if I rephrased the question?
"Maybe it's different for girl werewolves". Scott suddenly got pissed off for absolutely no reason.
"Okay stop it". I passed Scott his phone back. Stiles was just as confused as I was.
"Stop what?" I leaned forward to see what was making him so angry but saw nothing.
"Stop saying werewolf. Stop enjoying this so much". I took my seat belt off and moved to the middle in the back so I could see better.
"Scott, no one is enjoying anything. We are just trying to help. Are you okay?" I asked him seeing that he started to shake a little bit.
"No, I'm so far from being okay! I can't, I can't breathe". He hasn't needed his puffer for a while because the bite cured his asthma so that can't be the problem. He started rummaging through Stiles bag and took out the wolfs bane that we saw surrounding the girl.
"You kept it?!" Stiles started to swerve on the street.
"Stiles pull over!" I yelled to him seeing that Scott was going to change any moment.
"What, why?" Is he honestly that unaware of Scott right now? Scott turned to look at Stiles as his eyes changed yellow.
"Pull over right now!" The car jerked to a stop and I forgot that I didn't have my seat belt on so I fell sideways into the back of one of the seats, my face going first. Stiles took the bag and threw it out into the woods. I heard the door slam open and someone run out. I looked over to Scott's seat and saw that he had disappeared into the woods. I looked over to Stiles. He had the same worried look I had.
"Scott?" He yelled out. We heard nothing. Stiles ran back to the jeep and started it. I jumped in the front. Stiles looked over at me and gave me a Kleenex.
"Sam, your nose is bleeding! Are you alright?" I hadn't even noticed until now. It was probably the impact of hitting the seat so hard.
"Yeah I'm fine. I get these every once in a while. I'm used to it. But if I bleed to death, have fun explaining what happened". He laughed at my statement and grabbed his phone. I leaned my head back holding the Kleenex to my nose. I didn't really want to leave blood stains in his dialed a number and someone answered.
"Hi-" Stiles started but was cut off by a female voice.
"Stiles, you know you can't call the dispatch line when I'm on duty". The voice sounded annoyed.
"I just need to know if you've gotten any odd calls". I kept looking around in the forest to see if Scott was running around.
"Odd, how?" The voice asked. "Uh, like a, like an odd person, or a dog like individual roaming the streets?" He was driving faster than usual, probably worried like me that Scott would hurt someone or get caught by hunters.
"I'm hanging up on you now". He started yelling no but she hung up anyways. He shot his phone in between the seats.
"Stiles calm down. I'm sure everything will be alright. I'll keep texting his phone that should be in his pocket and I'll check in to see if he went to his workplace". My nose finally stopped bleeding so I threw the tissues in the garbage bag at the back. Stiles responded with
"Let's just hope he doesn't show up at the game in his werewolf form". Now that would be another thing that's hard to explain. My mom would also be there and she would freak if she saw Scott like that. I'll just have to find him before anyone else does.