Double Take

Chapter 5

Mitch

Mitch wakes up and rubs his eyes. Today was the day. He would have to carry out the assassin of Stiles Stilinski. Unless Stiles had gotten his message to leave town. Half of Mitch prayed that he had left Beacon Hills, the other half really hoped that he had stayed so that Mitch could figure out if this guy had actually killed his fiancee. He gets up and puts on jeans, with a dark blue shirt and a black leather jacket. He walks over to his side table and grabs his gun and holster and puts it on his belt. It was all routine. Every day he did this, yet he knew that today would be different. He sighs and walks out the door and to Stan's office. Mitch knocks on his door quietly then walks in, not waiting for a reply. Stan sits at his desk, typing away on his computer.

"You ready?" Stan says without looking up from his computer. Mitch barely had any time to reply because Stan continued, "I'm going to give you a partner today." He says. "Make sure you get the job done."

Mitch raises an eyebrow, skeptical. "A partner Sir? I don't believe I need one." He didn't want a partner. He just knew it would make things more complicated.

Stan finally looks up from his computer and meets his eyes with Mitch's. "I'm sure you won't. However, just in case something happens, I want you to have someone out there with you."

Mitch swallows, trying to think of a way he could get out of it but it was hopeless.

"We call him Ghost. You two will get along just fine." Stan says, standing up and closing his computer. "I'll have a car here for you two in an hour."

Stiles

Stiles sits on his couch, watching his favorite movie Star Wars. He had finally convinced Scott to watch it with him, but the only problem was that Scott kept on falling asleep. Stiles reaches over and shakes his friend.

"Scott. Scott! Come on you're missing the best part!" Stiles groans and rolls his eyes as Scott just rolls over. "Whatever..." Stiles sits up and turns off the television. He stands, and walks to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. He was thirsty from all of the popcorn he had just consumed. As he opens the fridge to get a bottle of water, he hears a knock on the door. He raises an eyebrow and closes the fridge.

"Hey Scott?" He calls to his friend. "Did you invite Malia over or something?"

"No why?" Scott yells from the couch, his voice groggy from his nap.

Stiles raises an eyebrow and walks to the door. The person knocks again. Stiles bites his lip and opens the door. Standing there was a middle aged man with piercing green eyes and brown hair cut closely to his head. He was wearing a black leather jacket and dark blue jeans. If it wasn't for the gun strapped to his waist, anyone would have thought he was someone's badass dad.

"Uh do I know you?" Stiles asks, leaning on the door.

The man reaches his hand out to shake with Stiles. "Most people call me Ghost." Stiles shakes his hand. The man had a firm grip. "Nice to meet you..."

So sorry it's so short!! I've been so busy with school. Hope you all are enjoying the story! More soon to come.