Not the same

Chapter 1

"Hey, Chris wake up were here." Sam shook me awake from the front seat of the Impala. I opened my eyes just in time to see the sign. 'Welcome to Beacon Hills' It's been 3 years but the town still looks the same. We pulled into the motel parking lot. I stepped out and looked around. "Here, Sammy just went to check is in." Dean said tossing me my bag. I nodded and walked over to Sam who had just walked out of the office. "Hey can I have my key?" He looked down at me, "Why?" He handed it to me anyway. "I just wanna look around town." He nodded as we walked up to Dean. "Dean I'm gonna walk around town." I explained. "Alright but take your gun and knife." I laughed. "I know Dean already have them." I handed Sam my bag and went to walk off. "Hey Chris, can you stop by Derek Hale's? He has something for us and Dean doesn't like him." Sam called after me I nodded and continued walking. It's been a while but I remember the town like it was yesterday.

***FLASHBACK***

"Are you sure you have to go?" Scott asked me hands in the pockets of his slacks. It was a rainy day, fitting for a funeral. Well a joint funeral. My whole family died when our house burned down. I was out with Scott and Stiles when it happened. I looked over at Sam and Dean and nodded. My dad apparently had two brothers we didn't know about. They had came to me and explained who they were then invited me to come with them. I didn't know where but they were the only family I had left. "I'm gonna miss you." Scott said giving me a hug. I hugged him back and tried to hold back my tears. I looked over at Stiles who had been quiet the whole time. He was looking at the ground, hands in his pockets. "Stiles?" I asked. He didn't say anything or even show he heard me. "Christal, let's go." Dean called. "Bye guys." I said taking one last look at Stiles before walking towards the Impala. "Wait, Chris!" I turned around only to be met with Stiles attacking me with a hug. I hugged him back and I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. "I love you. I don't want you to go." He whispered. I couldn't say anything. instead I walked to the Impala. I turned one last time and waved at my two best friends. Then I got in the car and we drove away.

*** END OF FLASHBACK***

We were 13 then and it was the day I left Beacon Hills for good. I walked past the gas station and saw Derek. I walked over to him. "Hey Derek, Sam told me you had something for us." He looked up from the pump. "Get in, it's at my house."