Chris POV
                              I drove to Derek's loft after I had called hunter after hunter trying to find out how to kill witches. I had went through almost all of my contacts before I found out what I needed. I hung up the phone as I approached the door and knocked. A few minutes later, the door was answered by Cora.
                              "Hey Chris." She waves.
                              "Hello Cora. I need to talk to Derek."
                              "Um... he went over to Stiles' earlier. Why?"
                              "Well, I was going to tell him that I found a way to kill the witches. And I need to tell him or the pack so they'll know what need to happen."
                              "Okay." She went and grabbed something if the couch, probably her phone. "Let's go."
                              "What?"
                              "Us Hales stick together. And I don't have a car." She smiles and starts to walk off. I sigh and follow her.
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Derek POV
                              "Hey, do you know why Stiles was being so hostile towards me this morning?" I ask, deciding to break the silence.
                              "I told him how you make me sleep on the floor for a month." He grins at me and I scowl back. There was a knock at the door and I sighed as I opened it to see Cora and Chris.
                              "Hey Derek. Is Stiles here?" She asks.
                              "No. Why?"
                              "It's about his... witch problem." Chris says.
                              "Oh okay." I say, stepping aside to let them in and we sit at the table. "So you know how to kill them or something?" I ask.
                              "Yes."
                              "Really? I didn't know that you've hunted witches before." Peter says walking in and sitting with us.
                              "I haven't. I contacted two brothers who were born into hunting. They knew how to kill them. They've hunted things like this."
                              "So? How?" I push.
                              "Witch- killing bullets were their number one suggestion."
                              "So care to explain what the hell those are?" Cora asks.
                              "I think it pretty straight-forward, Cora." Peter comments. Cora only replys with a glare.
                              "Well I don't have all the information but it includes a spell, one that I can't recite properly, trust me I've tried." 
                              "How will we even know this'll actually work?" Derek asks.
                              "What point is there in lying. I mean, not a lot of hunters have hunted witches, in the first place. But I talked to these two. They get everything from lore." Chris assures.
                              "Lore does work. Stiles did it when he noticed something was up with Scott." I contemplate.
                              "How do you know that?" Cora says smirking.
                              I paused for a second. "I'm more involved in their lives than you think. Anyways I'll call a pack meeting tonight." I say getting up to text Boyd, Isaac, and Erica.
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Scott POV
                              "Wow. 10 minutes in the store. That's a new record for me."Stiles smiles.
                              "Yeah you usually get distracted by the frozen food isle." I chuckle.
                              "What can I say? I'm a sucker for Klondikes and other iced creams." He laughs.
                              I look back at Issac and he nods his head in Stiles' direction. "Um Stiles, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
                                      
                                   
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Your Scent Is Something Else
FanfictionAfter the appearance of a coven of witches that wants Stiles, the pack must protect him. Little do they know the witches aren't the ones that want him. Currently Being reworked!!!
 
                                               
                                               
                                                  