Discovering Catwoman ▷ Stiles Stilinski [Book 2]

Chapter Thirty-Seven

"We do not merely destroy our enemies; we change them."

― George Orwell, 1984

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"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try and figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means...," the sheriff paused, getting caught up in his emotions. "Hell, I don't know what that means."

He sniffled before continuing. "Look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if any of you see him..."

"We'll call you." I interrupted wiping a tear from my face. "Immediately."

"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something." My heart hurt. I wanted to believe what Scott said but I knew what Gerard wanted and he wanted to hurt us. Taking Stiles, hurts us all. "We'll find him."

"Yeah. I'll see ya, okay?" I nodded wrapping my arms around his middle in a giant hug.

"If you hear anything, you'll call me right?" I whimpered pathetically. I just wanted him home and safe.

"Of course." He responded squeezing me before letting go and walking out of the room.

I stepped back wiping the fresh tears off my face just as Coach approached us. "McCall. We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up."

"Yeah, I know Coach." Scott reposted. 

"Don't worry Coach, I'm going to help him." I sniffed trying my best to smile.

"All right. I mean, I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenburg, but, you know, that's different. It's Greenburg. I'm just saying we...we, I need you on the team. Get your grades back up."

"I will." Scott replied with determination. 

"And you, little one." He pointed to me. "Come here." He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. "Don't you fret okay? Stelmore will be back together in no time. They'll find him."

A real laugh bubbled through my lips. Leave it to Coach to make me smile in a time like this. "I know Coach, I know."

"Good." With that he let go of me and walked away out of the room.

"Is that everyone?" Scott questioned wondering if there was anybody left in the locker room. "I think so." Isaac responded.

Isaac and I turned to the sound of metal dropping onto the floor. Scott had ripped Stiles's door off it's hinges. "Why did you do that? I knew the combination"

Scott shrugged. "Easier this way."

I rolled my eyes as Scott began pulling out articles of clothing. "You're going to find him by scent?"

"Yeah, all three of us are." Scott responded pulling out a shoe and handing it to Isaac.

"How come you get his shirt and I get his shoe? And doesn't Jenna need something?" No one answered that question because another presence joined us in the room. Turning around we were all met with the sight of Derek.

"We need to talk." He called cryptically. Then in walked a man I never wanted to see again. Peter. "All of us."

"I'll gut you like the slimy fish you are, bastard." I growled getting ready to lung at him, my emotions already running high. My panther was on edge with Stiles gone.