New Arrivals

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Scott POV

It's Saturday morning 8 o'clock when Stiles barges into my bedroom and pulls the curtains open. 

"It's time to wake up Scott. You can't sleep all day, we need to study for our exams," He says shaking me.  

"Stiles, it's Saturday please let me sleep," I say pulling the covers over my head. 

"No, we need to study," He says pulling them back.

"I'm not studying on my birthday, now please let me sleep," I say looking away from him with a smile.

He can be so annoying sometimes but my life would be so boring without him. 

"But Scott we have..." I turn over to look at him just in time to see him frown as I smile.  

"Scott, Stiles," my mom calls, interrupting him. 

"Yeah mom," I call back sitting up slowly. 

"Can you please come down, now" she calls as I throw the blanket aside.

"We're coming mom," I call getting out of bed and dragging Stiles with me down the stairs and into the kitchen. 

"You wanted to see us mom?" I ask grabbing some coffee. 

"Yes, sheriff Stilinski needs your help on a case and asked if you can meet him at the sheriff station" She says taking a small sip of her coffee.

"Is it the case about the two bodies in the woods?" I ask confused.

"I think so," She says smiling. 

"Okay, let me just get dressed and we'll go," I say half way up the stairs, with Stiles right behind me. 

"What about studying Scott," he complains as I quickly get dressed. 

"We can study later. The case is much more exciting," I say pulling on my shirt and running to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

We are in Stiles jeep and he is still complaining about studying.
All I can think about is the case.
I haven't really been into doing my school work since Allison died.
So I will do anything else as long as it keeps me away from school work.
As we turn the corner we pass a 1967 Impala and I must say it's in good condition. 

"I wonder who's car that is, don't you Stiles," I say looking at him. 

"Yeah, whoever's car that is must have a lot of money to keep it like that," he says as we pull into the parking lot and head into the sheriff station. 

"Scott's mom said you wanted our help dad," Stiles says barging into the office. 

"Hey son... yeah I did, hi Scott," he says shaking my hand. 

"Hi sheriff... so how can we help?" I ask returning the hand shake. 

"Well, I just wanted to know... are you sure these murders are committed by Peter Hale?" he asks and I frown.   

"Yes, sheriff I'm sure. It's the same emo as last time when I was bitten. Also Derek said that his dad is back in town and has been for the last month," I say looking at him skeptically.

"Well, thanks that's all I needed. You can go now," he says turning back to his paperwork. 

"Okay, bye sheriff," I say leaving the sheriff station, dragging Stiles behind me.

Derek POV

"Mom, do you really think that they are ready to know?" I ask worriedly. 

"I do think so... and besides sheriff Stilinski and I decided on their 5th birthday, that when they turn 17 we would tell them. So that's what we are going to do," she says looking at me confused. 

"Mom, if Scott finds out I knew from the beginning... he will hate me for not saying anything to him or Stiles," I say answering her silent question. 

"No, he won't. I will tell him that I told you not to say anything," she says with a smile. 

"Fine, but if he hates me it's on you," I say with an annoyed huff.

"Anyway, I came earlier to tell you... that yesterday at the motel, two guys checked in and their names are Sam and Dean Winchester. I believe them to be the older sons of John Winchester. Stiles and Scott's brothers," I say causing mom to look at me shocked. 

"You are not serious. Please tell me your joking?" She asks sounding desperate for it to be a joke. 

"I wish I was mom. I really wish I was... but I'm not," I say wondering why she is so freaked out. 

"What would they be doing here?" she asks and I shrug. 

"I think they are here because of the two killings in the woods. I mean they are hunters after all," I say calmly. 

This is not good, not good at all.        

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