A/N: so I am so sorry that I haven't updated in so long! I'm finally on summer break!
I just hope I don't get writers block ugh it is the worst thing ever!
Any way I'll get started so enjoy.
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Thank you!
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"Good morning beautiful" Stiles says as he turns to see Malia finally waking up.
"What time is it?" her morning voice sounds dreadful, grumpy.
"Its my time to go."
Stiles walks over and kisses her on the cheek.
He takes his sheriff's badge and walks out of the bedroom and towards the front door but then he sees it.
Lydia's car.
He runs out the back door as Lydia walks up to the front door luckily not noticing he was there.
Lydia thought Stiles working late and decided to crash in the building, luckily she didn't check in.
'It's 6am! Why is she even awake' his mind was going crazy because of the chaos he has created.
I've never done this before so why did I now.
As stiles reached his office he found Scott sitting in the chair, waiting.
The day is already off to a fantastic start.
"Lydia's been freaking out for the past hour but she was afraid to come here so I did, where've you been?" Scott looks upset but he's more confused.
"I went out for breakfast but no places were catching my eye here, do they ever? So I went out of the city. I didn't want to wake Lydia up. This is the first time all of you are up so early!"
Stiles tries to push a laugh but it comes out like an awful cough.
Scott nods his head then rises from his chair.
"What happened to Lydia?" Stiles says sounding very concerned and worried.
"Come on." Scott says as he pats his back.
They decided to take Scott's car instead of Stiles' because he'd come back to work later.
After a few minutes of silence Scott decided to play the radio but as soon as the news begins he knocks it off.
The car comes to a hault as they reach a sign saying 'DANGER don't pass'.
They were at the entrance to the forest.
Stiles knew because his father was the one to get those signs up after he found out about the supernatural in BeaconHills.
"Uhm why are we here?" Stiles asks, mind filling with memories of this place.
"You'll know soon enough"
Scott opens his door and steps out onto the moist muck.
The sun is still only rising.
Stiles follows him past the entrance.
"How do you know where to go?"
Stiles felt stupid as soon as he asked.
"I'm a werewolf, don't you remember?"
Scott laughs and nudges Stiles side with his elbow but his laugh soon fades.
"What is it?" Stiles asks.
"We're close."
"Close to what? Just to warn you, I still faint at the site of blood so don't you dare trick me into my own death of doom."
"Wow...... DEATH OF DOOM don don donnnnnnnnnn"
Scott continues to mock Stiles but then he catches a glimpse of the body.
"You may faint at the sight of blood but you need to see this."
Scott steps over tree branches while Stiles follows behind.
The corpse is covered in claw marks and a few bites.
"It wasn't any of us."
"We got a sour wolf on our hands."
Stiles hunches down to try examine the body into more detail.
"How did you know it was here?"
"Lydia heard whispers, she went to Malia though incase she had any idea who Belle is."
"Belle?"
"Yeah that's the name she kept hearing over and over again, this was different though well how she described it to me. I heard her scream so I ran over right away but she was afraid to see you."
"Afraid?.." Stiles was lost in his mind trying to figure why she would be afraid and who is Belle.
Belle.
The name started to ring in his head but then he finally remembered.
Isaac mentioned her, she was the dramatic girl in his pack.
She must've got mad at him for leaving.
Stiles rises from the ground and asks Scott to drive him back to the police department.
The car drive seems faster because his thoughts are flying through his mind.
As soon as he gets there he asks Scott to leave and take care of Lydia that he'll be home as soon as he can.
The department was nearly empty other than 2 of the officers.
He rushed through the files, Isabella Routen.
He takes the file out remembering everything Isaac said to him about her.
She lived in BeaconHills when she was 7, we were 8.
Her parents were murdered.
She was all alone.
She lived in my neighbour hood but my Dad didn't care about her at all.
Stiles is beginning to remember her, she was an orphan but his dad took her in for a few weeks until the adoption centre in a different country was ready to take her in.
