Snow in November

Chapter 12: One of a Kind

The contracter was there well into the evening. So when the rest of the pack showed up around 6ish for dinner with a bunch of pizzas he decided to stay.

"It's very interesting that your still living out of here, given the state of the home. Very unsafe I might add." the man said. (Carl)

"Well Carl this property is a very important part of my family and I wasn't certain on rebuilding it. But since I have a bunch of teenagers that I offered to help mentor, I thought it might be a good idea to build up again." Peter tells him with a smile.

"Yes, what a very good idea! Not only will you have a new home, but the young ones in this town will get pretty good use out of it." Carl told him cheerfully.

They all sat in quiet for a few minutes, no one knowing what to say. Of course Carl was the first to speak up, "Were you thinking of having anything else built on the property, maybe a swimming pool or basketball courts? You know I could help you with that as well." Carl tells Peter hopefully.

Peter has to resist the urge to roll his eyes very, very hard. "That won't be necessary. A huge house will work just fine for me, but thank you."

Shortly after this the man bid his farewells and drove off down the lane.

"That guy was pretty fucking annoying if I'm being totally honest here" Stiles snorts out, turning to Peter.

"Oh we wouldn't want you to be anything but, now would we?" he replied with a smirk. Stiles chuckled as he walked past, flipping him off.

"OK, so let's go over the plan again. Scott should be here anytime now with what we need and then it's go time. Now, is everyone absolutely certain that this is what they want to do? I don't want to get out there tonight and start and then have someone back out at the last second." Peter says looking around at everyone.

"For the last time we are all for this. That asshole deserves way more torture if you ask me! He should considered himself lucky that this is all he's getting." Isaac says as the pack mumbles in agreement, including Stiles.

"Stiles after he sees you and you start talking, I want you to run right away. I want him to chase you somewhat deep in the preserve. After that you can leave if you want to. There's not need for you to stick around and watch use kill him." Peter says shooting him a pleading look.

Stiles knows that look. Peter is pleading with him not to fight him. He doesn't want Stiles there to watch his father be murdered. Not to mention he should be at home waiting for the police to show up anyway.

"Fine, but Can one of the pack come back to the house with me while I wait for them to come by? I really don't want to be in that stupid house by myself." Stiles tells him, looking ashamed.

"Of course. Scott can go with you, he's your best friend and most of the other deputies know him." Peter tells him just as Scott walks through the door.

"OK guys, let's do this." Peter says as he head for the door, the pack not far behind him.

Once they are all in place in the forest, Stiles takes out his phone and dials his dads number. The sheriff answers on the second ring, "Sheriff Stilinski."

"D..dad.." Stiles stutters into the phone. "Stiles? Where the hell are you?" he demands angrily. "I'm o..out on the edge of the preserve. I waited until everyone went to sleep and snuck out."

"Where? I'm coming to fucking get you! Do you know the stress you've caused me? I swear to god boy your going to learn. Where exactly are you?"