Counterpart

five.

I came with the idiotic boy as Derek got arrested I was sitting on top of Stiles keep as Scott watched.

"A good body wasted on a serial killer." I sigh and Scott hits my foot. "Hey get your dirty paws off, this is my only pair of clean white shoes." He laughs and looks back up to see Stiles about to enter the police car. "No." Scott and I both mouth to him but he enters the car and Scott and so look away. Acting as if we didn't see him.

Stiles got dragged out by the car from his dad and I laughed. They had. a little conversation and Noah dismiss Stiles as he walked towards us. "Hey baby." I greeted Stiles and Scott hit me, Stiles blushed viably and I chuckled.

I was in the front seat with Stiles as Scott sat in the back. He did so very reluctantly though. I had been thinking of how Stiles would look with longer hair when Scott spoke up.

"I can't find anything about wolfsbane being used for burial." "Just keep looking." Stiles ordered, "Maybe it's like a ritual or something, like maybe they bury you as a wolf...Or maybe it's like a special skill, you know? Like something you have to learn." Stiles comments and I nod.

"We'll put it at the top of my to-do list, right underneath figuring out how the hell I'm playing this game tonight.-" "Absolutely not thing two." I snap turning to face him, "Let me guess you cat in the hat?" "Who the hell else would I be other than the one who shines the brightest." "Maybe it's different for girl werewolves." Stiles thinks out loud.

"Okay! Stop it!" Scott snaps, "Stop what?" Stiles questions actually confused. "Stop saying 'werewolves'! Stop enjoying this so much!" Scott snaps and Stiles scoffs, but than it's turns into a wince. "Scott I'm living through same thing as you-" "No your not Stiles!" Scott screams and I furrow my brows.

"Are you okay?" I probe looking at him, "No! No, I'm not. I'm so far from being okay." He looks as if he's in pain so I furrow my brows. Stiles starts to groan as well and keeps blinking repeatedly.

"You know, you're gonna have to accept this, Scott, sooner or later. I have." Stiles concludes, "I can't." Scott sighs. "Well your gonna have to." Stiles screams but than he groans. Taking one hand off the steering wheel and fluting himself. "No! I can't breathe." Scott groans as he clutches the ceiling. "Whoa, whoa, who, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." Stiles continues to grunt and groan as he tries to take back control of the car that is going all across the dirt road.

I move across my seat and sit on Stiles, I place grip on the steering wheel, I press on stiles foot pressing on the gas with his and the brakes with mine. I start to swerve to avoid trees as Scott and Stiles moan and groan in pain. "Pull over!" Stiles and Scott scream at me.

"Why what's happening!" I probe, Scott reaches for Stoke shah opening it, "You kept it!" Scott screams at Stiles as I try to stop us from crashing. "What the hell did he keep?" I shout, "What was I supposed to do with it?" Stiles asked urgently glancing at the rope in Scott's hand.

"Stop the car!" Scott screamed at me as Stiles and him groan in pain. I look over at Scott and see his eye turning yellow, I look down at Stiles hands that found their way in my lap, the growing of the claws had been unmistakable. I pulled the car to a stop, and grabbed Stiles bag, "What are you doing?" He grumbled to me but I ran and than tossed the bag.

I took a deep breath doubling over. "Okay got rid of the- The hell did you two go!" I scream. "Scott? Stiles?" I call and no response, I look left and right but there is no sign of them.

I called the dispatch number that was in Stiles car, why does he leave such things hanging around. "Stiles, you know you can't call the dispatch line when I'm on duty." "This is actually not Stiles, i'm I'm Sage and I just need to know if you have gotten any strange calls." "Strange how? Like a strange person or-" "Yeah like a strange person...or dog...like. Just roaming the streets." She chuckles at my words, "Okay sweetie, I'm hanging up on you now."