― ❝ Wait a minute, he's your Uncle?!❞
❝ This is why I never told anyone. I knew you would act like this.❞
OR
― ❝ in which scott, stiles & cj have been best friends since they were little. but cj & stiles we're...
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CJ watches as Stiles is in panic mode after they found out that Scott got shot by a hunter on the night of the full moon. The two of them were behind the bleachers since that was where Stiles dragged her to when Coach started practice. CJ decided it was best to stop questioning Stiles knowing she will probably never like the answer she gets.
" Stiles, I already know all about hunters." CJ rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Stiles stared at her. " How? Because I'm pretty sure you're not a werewolf."
" You're right, I'm not. I just know more about the supernatural than you do." CJ told him, hoping that she wouldn't have to tell him her secret now. She glanced around the stands, making sure that no one was listening in on their conversation.
" Okay, whatever, what I'm trying to say is that Allison's dad...he's the hunter that shot Scott. And he didn't recognize Scott." Stiles finally explained.
Stiles shook his head. " We're not gonna die. Scott will just have to keep his secret for a year or two."
CJ leans her head back as she sighs. " Yeah, we're gonna die."
" Don't worry, we will get through this. Me, you and Scott. We're the their musketeers remember?" Stiles smiled that goofy smile at her and she couldn't help but smile.
CJ nods. " Yeah. I guess we will be fine."
" We will. I gotta get back to practice." Stiles patted her on the shoulder before running back to practice.
CJ walks back to the bleachers and sat down. She didn't have any company today, but she didn't mind either. She watched as Stiles got in line for practice and Jackson was in between the shooter and the net, responsible for blocking all shots that were thrown his way.
CJ frowned, noticing that Scott seemed distracted today as he let Jackson hit him. It made sense that he was distracted considering that his girlfriend's dad wanted to kill him.
Coach then gave Scott a pep-talk and Scott then ran back to the field. The whistle blew and Scott ran ahead at a smirking Jackson. They rammed into each other, but Jackson was the one that went down, holding his shoulder in pain. Scott went down, holding his head, and CJ instantly ran onto the field to help.
"I can't stop it, guys. It's happening," Scott growled, his fangs and claws already out.
" We really need to teach you how to control." CJ said as she and Stiles helped Scott up and helped him to the locker room.
Scott tore off his gloves, throwing them carelessly to the side as he fell on the bench groaning.
" You okay, Scott?" Stiles asked, his hand on Scott's shoulder.
" Get away from me!" Scott yelled, just about ready to fully transform. Stiles ran as Scott chased him, jumping up onto the top of the lockers.
" Come on, Scott! You have to control it! Find an anchor!" CJ yelled at him which was only returned with a growl. Scott jumped down from the lockers in front of her. CJ closes her eyes shut waiting for Scott to jump at her, but luckily Stiles sprayed the fire distinguisher at Scott, coincidentally hitting her.
