A/N: Hey my lovely followers. Here we go with our next chapter. I really hope you guys enjoy it. Still don't own any of the Teen Wolf characters. Percy however is all mine! 3 R&R!
We make it to the Jeep and I squeeze around Scott before easily sliding into the back. Once everyone is situated Stiles heads toward the hospital. It was completely dark by the time we arrived and parked. Scott helped me out of the back and then we all wandered up the path to the doors.
"You know I think it's technically cheating if we go looking for a dead body in a morgue." I comment skipping along behind the two boys. Scott shoots me a mirthful look and walks through the doors. Once inside we all stop and look around trying to find a sign telling us where the morgue is.
"Hey." Stiles reaches out and turns Scott towards the door to our right.
"Okay." Scott straightens his jacket then glances around and tries to back through the door without drawing attention to himself.
"Good luck, I guess." Stiles says motioning for me to follow him over to some seats. As we round the corner Stiles shoots his arm out in front of me stopping me in my tracks and points over to Lydia sitting in one of the seats.
"Go talk to her." I grasp his sleeve then try to push him forward. "I will be over there." I point past the nurse's station and head away. I stop just on the other side and pretend to be engrossed in one of the pamphlets adorning the counter.
"Oh, my god." I hear Stiles mutter causing me to urge him on by casually pointing at Lydia. 'Go!' I mouth when he looks my way again.
"Hey, Lydia." He tries to casually lean against the wall near her. "You probably don't remember me, um, I sit behind you in biology." Lydia just tilts her head towards the wall. "Uh, anyway, I always thought that we just had this kind of connection." Connection? Really Stiles? You can do better than that. I sigh and turn back to the pamphlet in front of me. "You know, unspoken, of course. Maybe, it'd be kind of cool to get to know each other a little better."
I peek over my arm and see Lydia shift in her seat then reach up to her ear before saying, "Hold on. Give me a second" She pulls a Bluetooth device off her ear before looking up at Stiles again. "Yeah, I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?" My jaw hits the floor as Stiles looks at me flabbergasted.
"Wow. Cold." I mutter as Stiles turns back to her and chuckles nervously.
"No. Sorry." He takes a step back and runs into a side table and looks at me before collapsing in a seat around the corner. I place the pamphlet in my hand back on the counter before gliding over to the seat next to Lydia and sitting down. After shooting her a slight glare, which she ignores, I lean around the corner.
"Strong start, but you need to work on your follow through." I whisper to Stiles. He grabs one of the booklets on the table between us and hides behind it. After a few minutes of silence Lydia hops out of her seat causing me to jump slightly and look up. Jackson comes waltzing down the hall rubbing his shoulder.
"Did he do it?" She asks as I reach around the corner and smack Stiles' arm to get his attention.
"He said not to make a habit of it, but one cortisone shot won't kill me." Jackson nods at her letting his hand drop back to his side.
"You should get one right before the game, too." Lydia flips her hair over her shoulder and I glance over at Stiles to see him peeking over the top of a menstruation booklet. I snicker before turning back to the couple in front of me. "The pros do it all the time." Lydia continues when Jackson shoots the look of a disappointed four year old. "You want to be a little high school amateur?"Okay so it's not just Stiles that gets the iceyness from her. "Or do you want to go pro?" Lydia saunters closer before kissing Jackson making hide behind my hand.
Before they turn to leave Lydia spins around and points at me. "You are Allison's friend right?"
I jump at the sudden attention and sit there opening and closing my mouth a few times before nodding in response.
"Are you going to the game tomorrow?" She prods me smiling.
"Uhhhh….. yes?" I glance up at Jackson who is looking questioningly in Stiles' direction before quickly returning my gaze to Lydia.
"Good!" Lydia claps delightedly. "You can help hold the sign" She waggles her fingers at me before turning and dragging Jackson down the hallway leaving me sitting there stunned.
"Since third grade I've been trying to get her to have a conversation with me, and here she is striking one up with you." Stiles hisses at me around the corner still hiding behind his booklet. "How did you do that?"
I shrug before turning to face him and pointing at the booklet. "Interesting topic?" I tilt my head trying to hide my smirk. He looks down at the reading material in his hands for a few seconds before yelping and tossing it in the direction of the nurse's station like it had burned him. I laugh as we both stare at it before he turns to me.
"How long was I holding that?" He points at it with his finger wavering.
"Pretty much since I sat down." I smile in his direction before pointing behind him to where Scott was now standing. He turns around and cringes into his seat when he sees how close Scott was standing without his knowledge.
"The scent was the same." Scott whispers after looking around to make sure no one was listening.
"You sure?" Stiles pushes himself out of his chair.
"Yes." I get up slowly and shuffle a little closer.
"So he did bury the other half of the body on his property." Stiles sighs and rubs his head lightly.
"Which means we have proof he killed the girl." Scott nods furiously.
"Uhhhh….. no you don't." I interject causing both of them to whip there heads towards me. "Not unless you feel like telling the sheriff you are a werewolf."
"What are you talking about?" Stiles throws his hands up slightly.
"Scott can't go to your father and tell him that he knows that Derek killed that girl because he smelled the same scent as the dead body when he was on the property earlier." I stop and recount what I had said in my head. "That did make sense right?"
"Fine then we prove it." Stiles says marching towards the exit.
"How?" Scott asks causing Stiles to stop and turn back towards us.
"Tell me something first. Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek or because you want to play in the game and he said you couldn't?" His eyebrows raise questioningly.
"There were bite marks on the legs, Stiles. Bite marks." Scott answers.
"Okay. Then we're gonna need a shovel." Stiles jumps excitedly before pushing Scott towards the exit and standing aside so I can follow.
After a quick pit stop at Stiles' house to grab a couple of shovels we head to Derek's place and park a little ways away in the dark to wait until he leaves.
"So…" I lean forward between the two seats where the boys are staring menacingly at the house. "How long do you think before he leaves?" Both the boys shrug and we settle into silence for about half an hour. I had started to fall asleep in the back when Scott turned and tapped me on the leg pointing to the house.
I rolled myself up and peered through the windshield to see Derek getting into his car. I flick Stiles' ear to wake him up.
"Wha-? Wh-?" Stiles' wakes up violently and waves his arms wildly causing me and Scott to both scoot as far to the passenger side of the Jeep as we can. "What?" He says looking between the two of us, I jerk my head in the direction of the house clinging to the back of Scott's seat.
"Next time," I whisper at Scott, "you wake him up." Scott just nods with a slight smile on his face as Stiles starts the car and pulls up to the house once Derek's car is out of sight. Scott and Stiles quickly climb out first and I pass each of them a shovel before clambering out myself. I pull a flashlight out of the bag in Scott's hand and turn it on. We head to the side of the house where Scott sniffs the air lightly.
"Wait, something's different." He says after a couple of deep inhales.
"Different how?" Stiles looks over his shoulder in the direction that Derek drove off in.
"I don't know." Scott admits.
"Well that's helpful." I sigh shining the flashlight at the ground in front of me to make sure there's nothing I could trip over.
"Let's just get this over with." Scott drives his shovel into a patch of loose dirt. Stiles soon joined him after tossing his bag next to my feet. After half an hour I had started to shiver standing there holding the flashlight while the boys dug.
"Could you hold the light still?" Stiles moans as the light skitters off to the side of their hole when a particularly bad shiver hits me.
"Sorry." I mumble out using one hand to shine the light for them to see and the other rubbing up and down my arm trying to get the warmth flowing.
"This is taking way too long." Scott looks around at how far they had dug then at Stiles.
"Just keep going." Stiles grumbles throwing dirt over his shoulder and in my direction.
"Hey!" I mock shout at him.
"What if he comes back?" Scott resumes shovelling while bringing up a good point.
"Then we get the hell out of here." Stiles shrugs.
"What if he catches us?" Scott stabs the ground with his shovel again.
"I have a plan for that." He says almost joyfully.
"You want to share with the class Stiles?" I turn the light towards the woods surrounding us to check for any approaching figures.
"We all run a different direction. Whoever he catches first, too bad." I look down at my feet and moan.
"I should have worn better shoes." Scott looks up at me with a half smile before turning back to digging.
"I think I speak for both of us when I say that I hate that plan." I nod in agreement as Scott says this.
Stiles stabs the ground again and must have hit something because he throws his arm out to stop Scott. "All right. Stop, stop, stop!"
I creep a little closer to the edge of the hole they are standing in and shine the flashlight in. "Did you find it?" I whisper.
Stiles shoots me a menacing glance before he and Scott kneel down and shift dirt off an object wrapped in cloth and tied together with rope. They both fumble with the knots as I bounce on the balls of my feet trying to peek over their shoulders.
"Hurry." Scott shakes one of the knots trying to open it.
"I'm trying." Stiles says slightly exasperated. "Did he have to tie the thing in like 900 knots?"
"I'll do it." Scott says diving back into the knots. After a minor struggle they manage to get all the knots untied and start to unwrap the cloth. I gasp when they both jump back and out of the hole yelling 'Whoa!' as they uncover half a wolf.
"Ummmm….. Not to state the obvious but I thought we were looking for a human body." I cover my nose as the smell reaches me. I kneel down next to them and set the flashlight down on the ground trying to get a closer look.
"What the hell is that?" Stiles exclaims panting and scrambling to look back at the unwelcome present.
"It's a wolf." Scott bends down resting his hands on his knees.
"Yeah. We can see that." Stiles voice dripping with sarcasm. I glare at him then slide into the hole and poke the wolf. "I thought you said you smelled blood?"
"Human blood." I point out, moving the cloth a little further to the side.
"Yeah, human blood." Stiles nods furiously staring down his friend.
"I told you something was different." Scott shrugs his shoulders in confusion.
"This doesn't make sense." Stiles leans back on one hand and rubs his head confusedly.
"We gotta get out of here." Scott grabs at Stiles' shirt.
"Yeah, okay. Percy help me cover this up." Stiles places his hand on my shoulder so I don't get in his way as he starts to climb into the hole next to me. He stops and looks at something on the other side of the wolf grave.
"What's wrong?" Scott asks when he stops.
"Do you see that flower?" Stiles points at a purple flower sticking up not too far away.
"It's a flower Stiles…. We are in the woods. It's not totally unheard of." I reach up and move his hand off my shoulder.
"I think it's wolfsbane." Stiles says moving closer to the flower.
"What's that?" Scott and I ask at the same time.
"Haven't either of you seen The Wolf Man?" Stiles looks between the both of us and I shake my head.
"No." Scott mimics me his head slowly turning from left to right.
"Lon Chaney Jr.? Claude Rains?" Stiles stares down at me hopefully and I just blink in response. "The original classic werewolf movie? You are so unprepared for this." He sighs before pointing at both of us. "We get out of this alive, we are all sitting down and watching this movie." He scampers over to the purple plant and pulls it up slowly revealing a rope attached the bottom.
He starts following it as I turn and face Scott with my eyebrows raised in question. After completing two full circles around us, Scott looks down into the hole next me and stands up slowly looking really terrified. Oh god. What is behind me? I turn around and look down and see that the wolf corpse had turned into the top half of a female. I scream at the top of my lungs and scrape my hands at the edge of the hole trying to get out. Scott grabs under one of my arms and pulls me out easily as I stare at the body.
Stiles comes over and stops behind me still holding the rope looking down at the body. "Oh!"
I turn around and whack him on his arm. "What the hell did you do?!" I point angrily at the body. "That was a wolf until you did something." The hand that had hit him rested on his arm as I glanced down again and shuddered.
Scott reaches forward and pulls me away from the body and leads me towards the front of the house while Stiles pulls out his phone and calls his dad. He helps me sit down on the porch and stands there awkwardly. Stiles comes around the side of the house carrying the shovels and bags, glancing over at us before heading to the Jeep and putting the stuff away. Once everything was secured he came back to stand next to his best friend and looked worriedly at me.
"You two are hovering." I whisper lifting my head from where it had fallen once I sat down. "I'm fine. Really." I smile at both of them. "Just wasn't expecting the wolf to turn into a person."
"You sure you're good?" Scott sits down next to me.
"Yes!" I look up at Stiles. "Your dad on the way?"
He nods and leans against one of the posts. "So now we wait?" I wrap my arms around my middle suddenly feeling the cold again.
"Now we wait." Scott nods offering me his jacket. I give my thanks and quickly slide my arms into the jacket.
"So…." I look up at Stiles after I find a comfortable position leaning against the post nearby. "Tell me more about The Wolf Man." His face breaks into a grin as he launches into a theatrical re-enactment of the movie.