Not the same

Chapter 32

*Stiles' P.O.V.*

I can't believe I'm doing it. I'm actually doing it! I don't know what came over me. I guess just hearing her say that she actually likes me gave me the courage I needed. When we pulled away we were both breathing heavily. "Wow." she breathed. "So I guess that means you feel the same?" I leapt out a small laugh. She has no idea. "I have since fifth grade." BANG! BANG! BANG! We both jumped in our seats. There was a younger blonde guy standing outside the Jeep. He had about three others behind him. Another guy with brown shaggy hair and two girls one brunette and the other a ginger. "Stiles, it's them." Blondie was knocking on my window again. I started to twitch. "Chris I don't think I can do this. There are so many-" She put a hand on my arm and leaned in to whisper to me. "First, they can hear you. Second I'll handle this." She leaned over me and rolled down the window. "Hello it seems that you are having problems with your vehicle." He sounded so fake. "Oh yeah we are. Do you think you can help us?" He had this really creepy smile on his face. "Why of course how about you two just step out and we can see what's wrong." Chris nodded as she rolled up the window. "Text Scott, just say go. I'm doing the same with Dean." She then got out of the car. After fumbling whit the door I finally fell out of the Jeep. "Why don't you go on and open the hood." Creepy blonde guy said. "You know we don't even know your names. I'm Christal and this is Stiles."
"Ahh!" When I turned from opening the hood Creepy guys hand was outstretched to me. "My name is Arthur. He is Geoffrey. The red head is Ava and lastly there is Lillian." I hesitantly took his hand. He quickly pulled me in. "Oh God."
"Well you're jumpy. I don't bite. I just wanted to tell you that you have a beautiful companion." He ten went past me to look at my Jeep. "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong." Crap. The plan is ruined. Where is everyone. "What of course there is." Chris walked up beside him. Then there was a sound that made me sick. The sound of Christal damn Winchester ripping something out of my baby. "See the battery is broke." She had my battery cables in her hand. "I see. Well we're parked a little ways down the road. We'll give you a ride." He walked past me and his posse was right behind him. Chris handed me the cables and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry hon, but it had to be done. Come on." I was frozen. My baby. Chris turned me around and we followed the group of vampires.

*Chris' P.O.V.*

We were about a mile down the road when there was a rustle in the bushes. It was time. "What was that?" Arthur stopped. "It was nothing. I didn't hear anything." Stiles was getting jittery... again. "No that was definitely something." Arthur sniffed the air. "Or someone. You might as well come on out We know you're there." All four guys stepped out of the brush. "Oh, let's see. Werewolves." He looked at Derek and Scott. He then glanced at Sam and Dean. "And hunters." His gaze then shifted to Stiles and I. "And last but not least... well kind of, humans. This should be fun." A sadistic smile came over his face.