When Worlds Collide

prologue

Okay, this could have gone a hell of a lot better than how it's currently going right now.

Never did I think Sam and Dean would find me this quick. And never did I think that their timing was this terrible.

"Okay, I know how this looks." I held a hand out in front of me trying to keep some space between my brothers and the boys behind me.

"Do you?" Dean asked.

"Can you put the gun down? Please?" I looked to my brother in determination.

"Not until you tell us what is going on." He insisted.

"Sam." I turned to my taller brother. "Put the gun down please, he isn't going to hurt you."

"Kacey, look at him!" Dean gestured to the growling teen behind me. "He's a werewolf!"

I turned to face the boy in question. "Scott, you need to get out of here. They're not going to listen to me with you here. Take Stiles with you."

"What? No!" Stiles waved his arms in protest. "Stiles will not go with him! What if you get hurt?"

"They won't hurt me, they've spent the past year trying to find me. The most I'll get is a long ass lecture. Now, both of you, go."

The two hesitantly left leaving me with my two brothers. "So, how have you been?"

"Oh, hell no!"

"Here we go..." I mumbled.

"Yes, here we go." Dean yelled back. "When you run away and leave no note, you better expect some ass kicking."

"Hey, Dean calm down." Sam tried to take control of the situation.

He was met with Dean's finger pointing in his face. "You, you can shut up. You did the same thing when you were her age."

"Maybe it's a younger sibling thing." I immediately regretted my words when Dean's furious glare locked onto me. "Shutting up."

"No, you are going to tell us everything you've been doing since you left."

I looked at our surroundings. "Do we have to do this in the middle of the woods?"

Dean crossed his arms, and Sam glanced between the two of us. "Okay, I guess we are."