Stone and Stilinski-A Teen Wolf Fanfic 1

"Scott, don't even try to play tomorrow, you know you're just gonna sit on the bench for the whole rest of the season." I said. I was sitting on his bed as he paced back and fourth in his room. "No, Alex, I'm not! I'm playing this year you just watch- did you hear that?" He asked. "Hear what?" Of course I heard it. I have awesome hearing. "Lets to check. It sounded like an animal..." He grabbed his baseball bat, and slowly walked down the stairs with me behind him. "Check the porch." I said as we walked outside. We turned the corner and stopped. The leaves rustled and Stiles appeared out of nowhere, hanging. "Stiles, what the hell are you doing?!" Scott screamed. "You weren't answering your phone! Why do you have a bat?"

"He thought you were a predator." I smirked. Stiles hopped back down onto the ground. "Alright, you guys gotta hear this. I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago, dispatch called."

"Get to the point, Stilinski."I grumbled.

"They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon department and even state police."

"For what?" Scott and I said together.

"Two joggers found a body in the woods,"

"A dead body?" Scott screeched.

"No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass a dead body." I said.

"You mean, like murdered?"

"Nobody knows yet, just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties." Stiles said.

"Hold on. If they found the body, then what are they looking for?" I asked. "That's the best part," Stiles said excitedly. "They only found half. We're going." Stiles led us to his beat up jeep, and Scott climbed in the back while I sat next to Stiles.

We rolled up to the preserve, and hopped out. "Are we seriously doing this?" Scott growled. "You're the one who's always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town. Besides, it's our last night of summer freedom." I growled back. "But I was trying to get a good nights sleep before practice tomorrow."

"Yeah, because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort."

"No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm gonna make starting lineup."

"That's the spirit. everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one." Stiles said. "Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" I asked. "Huh, never really thought of that." Stiles said. "And, what if whoever killed the body is still out here?"

"Also something I didn't think about."

"Nice to know you planned this out with your usual attention to detail."

"I know." He chuckled, and Scott rested against a tree, shaking his inhaler. "Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight." Stiles and I slowed down, not because of Scott, but we saw lots of cops with search dogs and flashlights. We all smiled, and crawled over to get a better look. "Guys! Wait up!" Scott yelled/whispered. We circled around, and saw a cloth draped over a shape in a stretcher. "Was that the other half of the body?" I asked. "No," Stiles replied. "They would've called off the search. Come on." Stiles, unable to stay still, bounded forward. "Stiles! Stop!" Scott and I whispered. "Hold it right there!" A cop yelled, pointing his flashlight at Stiles. The dogs started barking violently, and I glared at them, eyes turning electric blue for a few seconds. They calmed down as Sheriff Stilinski stepped forward. "Hold on, hold on. This little delinquent belongs to me. Did you listen to all my calls?"

"No... Not the boring ones." Stiles said. "Ah. And where's your usual partners in crime?"

"What? Scott and Alex? They're home. They said they wanted to get a good nights sleep before school starts back up again. Is just me, in the woods, alone..."