Different

Chapter 1: She Ran Away?

I was sat in one of the hospital chairs as my brother, who was laying down next to me, took in the next three. He fell asleep with a 'get well soon' balloon tied to his wrist while he began to talk... In his sleep.

"He's been here all night?" A doctor asked as he watched him.

"He's been here all weekend." I corrected.

My brother woke up as he looked around with confusion as I just laughed. He didn't understand as he just sat up.

"I'm gonna get food." He said as he left my side.

"Sure." I answered.

My eyes followed the boy to see him standing still in front of a vending machine. He payed the money as he was now pushing the button of choice. Nothing happened as my brother just sighted. He started to spam the button as it didn't work.

"Seriously? Come..." He hit the machine as he took a few steps back. He looked at it from a distance as he then walked towards it again... To pick it up? Honestly, at this point, he could be doing anything.

"It's not gonna work." I informed as I got an annoyed look in return.

"Thanks... Can't you do something with your werewolf powers to help your twin."

I just ignore him as he let out another annoyed sigh. He pushed the machine again, but made it fall this time. I face palmed as I looked at my brother's actions. He tried to get it to stand up again as we heard a scream going through the hospital.

"Lydia?" Stiles said.

Without thinking, we both got up and entered her room. We were soon followed by Melissa and another doctor that worked at the hospital.

"What the hell was that?" Melissa asked as she saw the two of us panicking.

We ran into the bathroom as we realized she was completely gone. My brother freaked out as he looked everywhere, without success. I looked at the open window that was present in the room as another scream met my ears.

***

"All right, let's get an apb out on a 16-year-old redhead. Any other descriptors?" Our dad asked one of the doctors. Stiles, of course, heard and walked towards him.

"She's 5'3", green eyes, fair-skinned, and her hair is actually strawberry blonde."

"Is that right?" Our dad asked, confused to how his son would know this.

"Seeing that Stiles said it, yeah." I replied.

We then got pulled away by our arms as he wanted to speak to us.

"What the hell are you two still doing here?"

"Um... Providing moral support?" I smiled as he let go of our arms.

"Uh-huh. How 'bout you provide your asses back home, where you should be."

"Okay, we can do that too." Stiles replied.

We walked past the fallen vending machine. There were a couple of people trying to figure out what happened when Stiles just raised his eyebrows and continued to walk past it.

***

We got to the jeep, where Scott was waiting for us. We needed him to catch Lydia's smell by giving him the piece of clothing she was wearing before she went into the bath. We took a seat in the jeep as Stiles gave his friend what he needed.

"This is the one she was just wearing? Look, we're not gonna let anyone hurt her. Not again." Scott said as he shared a look with my brother.

"All right, just shove the thing in your faces and let's find her." Stiles said, worried.