𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 - 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄-𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Ow, ow, OW!" Nova shouted as Stiles dragged her into the McCall house, keeping a tight grip on her wrist.

"What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it?" Stiles asked, bombarding Scott with questions as he burst through his bedroom door. "And yes, I've had a lot of Adderall, so..."

"I found something at Derek Hales," Scott told them.

"Are you kidding? What?"

"There's something buried there. I could smell blood."

"That's awesome," Stiles said. Nova hit his arm. "I mean, that's terrible. Whose blood?"

"I don't know," Scott shrugged. "But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing. Because there's no way I'm not playing that game.

"Hey," Stiles said, pointing towards the sign that lead to the morgue. The hospital was really the last place Nova wanted to be that night, especially for the reason they were there.

"Good luck, I guess," Nova told Scott as he pushed open the door.

"Oh, my god," Stiles whispered when he saw Lydia sitting in a waiting chair. Him and Nova decided to wander around while they wait so they didn't look suspicious.

"You're pathetic," Nova told him. "Just talk to her."

Nova watched as Stiles just completely embarrased himself. Am I really related to this man?

"You tried, buddy," Nova laughed, patting his shoulder.

"Shut up," He glared at her. He took a seat, picking up something on the table. It was an information booklet on the menstrual cycle.

"Did he do it?" Nova heard Lydia ask Jackson as he walked up to her.

"He said not to make a habit of it, but one cortisone shot won't kill me."

"Steroids?" Nova whispered to herself.

"Holy god!" Stiles jumped when Scott ripped the booklet out of his hands.

"The scent was the same," Scott told the twins.

"Are you sure?" Nova asked.

"Yes."

"So he did bury the other half of the body on his property," Stiles said.

"Which means we have proof he killed the girl."

"How the hell do we bring this kind of proof to the police? 'The blood smelled the same'?" Nova told him.

"I say we use it," Stiles told them.

"But how?" Scott asked this time.

"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?"

"There were bite marks on the legs, Stiles. Bite marks."

"Okay. Then we're gonna need a shovel."

Later that night, they pulled up in front of the old Hale house in the Jeep. They walked over to the spot Scott said the body was buried, shovels in hand.

"Wait, something's different," Scott said.

"Different how?" Nova asked.

"I don't know. Lets just get this over with."

"I can't believe we're digging up a body," Nova complained, throwing another pile of dirt to the side.

"This is taking way too long," Scott said, wiping sweat off his forehead with the sleeve of his jacket.

"Just keep going," Stiles told them.

"What if he comes back?"

"Then we get the hell out of here."

"What if he catches us?" Nova asked this time. "I really don't wanna be murdered tonight."

"I have a plan for that," He just shrugged.

"Which is?"

"We all run different ways. Whoever he catches first, too bad."

"I hate that plan," Nova and Scott said together.

"All right, stop!" Stiles said when his shovel hit something. They all dropped to their knees and started to swipe away the dirt and get started on untying the ropes that held some kind of cloth closed.

"Hurry."

"I'm trying. Did he have to tie the thing in like 900 knots?"

Fianlly the got it undone and pulled it back to reveal a wolf head.

"Woah!" They shouted, jumping out of the makeshift grave.

"What the hell is that?" Stiles shouted.

"It's a wolf," Scott said.

"Yeah. I can see that. I thought you said you smelled blood? As in human blood?"

"I told you something was different."

"This doesn't make sense," Stiles said, confused.

"We gotta get out of here," Nova told them.

"Yeah, okay, help me cover this up." Stiles grabbed his shovel, ready to throwing the dirt back in the hole but paused when he saw a flower planted not too far away.

"Whats wrong?" Scott asked him.

"Do you see that flower?"

"What about it?"

"It's wolfsbane," Nova said, the reading Stiles made her do finally catching up.

"What's that?"

"Haven't you ever seen The Wolf Man?" Stiles asked him. Scott shook his head. "Lon Chaney Jr.? Claude Rains? The original classic werewolf movie?"

"No, what?"

"You are so unprepared for this." Stiles walked over to the flower and picked it up and realized it was planted, it was attached to a rope that went in circles around the grave.

"Stiles," Nova called, her and Scott staring down at the grave.

"Oh!" The wolf head was now the top half of a dead woman, her blank eyes staring up at them.