Not the same

Chapter 3

~Chris's P.O.V~

We pulled up to the warehouse that the body was found in. I took my ID from Sam. I was supposed to be an intern for the FBI named Stephanie Mills and was working on field work. We walked up to the officer and showed our badges and walked in. It was a bad one, not the worst I've seen sadly but still bad. There was blood all over and a body, or what's left of a body in the middle in a chair. "It looks like he was tied to the chair." Sam said inspecting the body. "It looks like he exploded." I said. "He was a she." Dean said pointing out the shoes which were a pair of heels. "A witch." Sam said holding up a hex bag. "Thats probably what that book Derek found is." I said. Dean nodded. "Why don't you go check that out." I nodded and went out to the Impala. I grabbed my other clothes and went and changed behind a building. When I came back I grabbed the book and sat in the passenger seat. Flipping through I found that my assumption was right. The book was filled with different spells and hexes. "Chris? What are you doing here?" I looked up to see Stiles outside the window. I put the book down and got out. "Nothing uh, what are you doing here?" I asked changing the subject. "I came with my dad. Scott's dad is here too. He's been trying to get my dad impeached." I had to think a bit but then it hit me. "Scott's dad works for the FBI?" I asked. Stiles nodded. Shit. I pulled out my phone and called Sam.

(S-sam C-Chris)

S- Yeah

C-Get out of there the actual FBI is. here.

S-Shit okay were coming.

C-I'm actually leaving I'll meet y'all at the motel. And I was right about the book.

After I hung up I realized I didn't move away so Stiles couldn't hear. "Hey you wanna get out of here?" I asked. "Sure, my jeep is over there." He said slowly. I followed him over and hopped up into the passengers seat. He started driving. I didn't know where we were going but at this point I didn't care.

~Stile's P.O.V.~

When she suggested to leave I went with it. I decided to take her to my house. I had so many questions but I don't think nows the time. And if she doesn't want to tell me she wont. We walked into my house and went to my room. She laid on my bed and I sat in my chair. She had gotten a lot prettier since the last time I saw her. "So how have you been?" I asked. "Good, i've been traveling." she was looking up at the ceiling. "Where to?" I asked. "Everywhere. All over the US actually." Wow all over the US. I thought when she left she was going to a set place. "You know," she started. "I really missed you guys. Life on the road really isn't that great." She sounded sad. But she didn't once look away from the ceiling."Why did you go then?" I asked looking down. She looked away from the ceiling finally and sat up. "I had to. Sam and Dean were,are, my only family now and I would've been put in foster care if I didn't." She still wouldn't look up. "It wasn't easy you know, Scott and I having to adjust to life without you." I told her. Then all of a sudden her head shot up. "It wasn't any easier for me Stiles! While you got to sit at home in your bed with your dad making new friends and going to school. You got to have a normal life! I couldn't go to school cause we were always on the road and I never got to have friends cause it was to dangerous! And I live in and out of motels I don't have my own bed. I don't get to have a normal life! So don't even start with me about how it was hard!" She looked as if she was close to tears. "Chris," She held up her hand. "You know what save it. I need to get back to the motel anyway. I'll see you later." And just like that she was gone. God why am I so stupid. I need to go find her, I know whats out there and I don't want her getting hurt.