Not the same

Chapter 26

*Dean's P.O.V.*

I stormed over to the back if the car to get some things we would need. "She's only trying to help you know." I glanced over at Sam. "She's being ridiculous, we don't need his help."
"The more people we have the easier this will be, and she's not going to change her mind. She's stubborn, just like her old man." I laughed. "Yeah Aaron was a bit of a hard head wasn't he." Sam shook his head. "No not Aaron, you." I hit him in the shoulder. "We don't talk about that. Aaron was her dad. End of story." Why can't he understand that I don't want to talk about this. "He may have been her dad but you are her father and sooner or later she's going to find out. I'm sure she'd much rather it be from you." With that Sam walked away. How was I supposed to explain this to her.

*Chris' P.O.V.*

Sam walked back over to our group. We were coming up with a game plan. "So pretty much Scott and I are just your plan B?" Derek stated. I nodded, "Yeah, pretty much." Stiles raised his hand. "Yes Stiles?" Sam asked. "What about me what do I do?" I walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're going to sit out here and wait for us. I don't want you getting hurt." His mouth dropped with astonishment. "No way in hell am I staying out here. I'm coming with you." He looked determined. "Stiles do you not remember what happened last time we were here?" I remember what happened. He was really comfy by the way. He let out and exasperated sigh. "Fine I'll stay here. y'all go do your little Buffy the vampire slayer thing. I'll just be the Giles of the group. You know only good for research and stuff." Sam smiled at him. "Awesome thanks buddy." I watched everyone walk towards the bank. "You know, you're good for more than just research." He looked hopefully at me. "You're a pretty rocking pillow if I do say so myself." I hit his arm laughing at his blushing face. "I'm just kidding, I'll be back soon." I proceeded to give him a hasty hug and make my way to the group. "What was that?" Scott asked? "What are you talking about?" I asked avoiding the question. "Your heart rate sped up like a lot." I glared at him. He put his hands up in surrender. "Sorry, sorry. Come on they're waiting."