Not the same

Chapter 6

As we walked in it seemed all hell had broken loose. "Dean stop." Sam said trying to talk Dean down. Dean was standing with a gun pointed at Derek's face. "Dean what the hell?" I yelled. Partly cause I was trying to distract him and partly because I wanted to actually know what the hell was going on. "It's okay, Derek's a wolf too so he can heal if he shoots him." Scott whispered to me. I shook my head. "I know he is and if I know Dean, and I do, the bullets are laced with wolfsbane, mistletoe and mountain ash." I walked over to where Dean and Derek were. "Dean, what happened?" He didn't look away from Derek as he answered. "The bastard wont stop running his mouth." I nodded. " Okay but Dean this isn't the way to handle this."

"Chris," Sam started but I cut him off. "No Sam I got this." Stiles and Scott were standing in the corner with terrified looks on their faces. "You mean like you had it with Jo?" Derek stated. I swung around. I didn't look at Dean. "Shoot him." Dean moved his finger to the trigger. "Wow, hey isn't this a little drastic?" Scott interrupted. Dean an I looked at each other then back at Scott and shook our heads. Sam took this opportunity while we were distracted to run up and wrestle the gun from Dean. As they struggled the gun went off. We all ducked trying not to get shot. After it was all over Sam pulled me off to the side. He didn't say anything he just gave me this look. "Okay first stop you look like a constipated moose. Second what was I supposed to do?" He rolled his eyes. "Not tell him to shoot him that's for sure." I looked down. "He took it to far Sam." He nodded. "I know but you can't go killing people off whenever they speak about that day."

"And why not Sam? Because it's not what Jo would've wanted. She would've done the same damn thing if she was the one standing here." I was bawling at this point. Sam didn't say anything else he just walked out. I couldn't stay in this house right now. I'm upset enough already I don't need Crowley's shit. So I walked outside. I walked a ways till I found a clearing.

~Stiles P.O.V.~

"He took it to far Sam." I heard Chris say. I stopped and just listened. "I know but you can't go killing people off whenever they speak about that day." What was so bad that she doesn't want anyone to talk about it? "And why not Sam? Because it's not what Jo would've wanted. She would've done the same damn thing if she was the one standing here." Who is Jo? Chris was crying at this point. Chris has only cried twice since I've known her. No one said anything else. Sam walked back into the living room almost running over me. He stopped and looked down at me. "Go talk to her, she needs a friend more than ever right now." I nodded and walked outside to find her. I saw her walking into the woods so I followed her to a clearing where she hit her knees and broke down. I slowly walked up and sat next to her. I pulled her into a hug and just let her cry into my shoulder. I've missed her so much. I don't know if she remembers the day she left when I told her I loved her. But I do. I don't think it's ever been more true than now.