Voices T.W. UNDER REVISION

4.04

I lay on my bed with tears in my eyes. Josh walked out and probably went back to the house. I sigh and get up. I turn my radio on to get my mind off things. I crawl back into bed and drift asleep. My eyes slowly close and I throw a blanket over my body.

* Dream

I'm in a Jeep, it's blue and looks beaten up. I open the hood of the car and see a bunch of parts duct taped. I've seen this Jeep before, I don't know where, but I have. I tug on the handle of the drivers seat and it opens. I hop inside of it and immediately get the scents of the pack, we've all been in the Jeep before. I touch the radio and get a shock.

"Find some way to remember me." A voice whispers.

*

I quickly wake from my dream and hear the static across my radio.

"Carrie? Are you there?" A voice asks. I push the broadcast button and ask,

"I'm here, who is this?"

The voice sighed. I get up from the bed and kneel down in front of the radio.

"It's me, it's Stiles." The voice replies. As if a button clicks on in my brain, I remember Stiles. Not as a figment of mine and Lydia's imagination, but as a person. My brother, with dark hair and deep brown eyes. Who's always getting in trouble.

"Oh my God, Stiles? Where are you?" I ask him urgently.

"I'm at a train station." He replies.

"Which one? I'll come and get you." I say excitedly.

"You can't, remember Canaan. Okay? I am going to try and find a way out of here." He mumbles.

"Stiles, what do you mean I can't find you?" I ask, he doesn't respond.

"Stiles?" I call.

"Stiles?!" I call urgently. He is real. We've got a Jeep that belongs to him, and no way to contact him. I get up and grab my phone to text Lydia.

"Text her and she dies." Theo's voice echoes.

"You touch her, you die." I reply and continue to type her name in my phone.

"What are you going to do, Carrie?" Allison asks as she sits on the edge of my bed.

"I'm going to bring Stiles back." I reply and turn the radio off. Enough of this crap, Stiles needs me and I'm not going to stop until I get him back.
*
A caterwauling screech comes from the woods. It's deep like an alphas howl. I walk outside and immediately smell Scott and Malia's scents. Also, a burning body. I follow the scents until I see Scott and Malia hunched over a body.

"Guys I heard the howl, who is it? What's going on?" I ask. Malia dangles a pair of keys in her hand and says,

"It's for the Jeep."
The bodies scent is familiar, but somewhat vague because of the burnt flesh that runs across my lips.

"Peter?" I ask, and bend down to see his face.

"He knows where Stiles is." I add.

*

Scott and Lydia cautiously get into the Jeep. Scott hands Lydia the keys and with shaky hands, she puts the key in the ignition. She prays to God it will work, and turns it. The car coughs with exhaustion. She tries again with the same result.

"Don't floor it." Scott warns. She looks at him, and looks at me.

"Do you even know what that means?" She asks. I shrug my shoulders.

"I have no idea." Scott replies.

*
Okay guys. So I'm sorry that they are really short and they really don't follow with the episodes directly. I'm on my last day before Christmas/New Years break, so I will be free until the 3rd! Hopefully I can update during the holiday and if not, Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!