― ❝ 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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It was past 9pm as CJ and the boys sat in Stiles' Jeep as they waited for Derek to leave his house. CJ was starting to doubt that he was never going to leave, but she sat up in her seat straighter when she noticed him walking out with his keys to his sleek black car that was sitting in front of the burnt house.
The car chirped as he got in and he then drove off. Once he was out of earshot Stiles drove closer to the house and parked. The three of them got out with shovels in their hands and followed Scott to where he smelled the body.
" Wait, that's different." Scott said while Stiles turned on the flashlight, waving it over the black walls of the house.
" Different how?" he asked.
" I don't know." Scott replied as they stopped in front of a pile of fresh dirt. " Let's get this over with."
They started to dig, throwing dirt over their shoulders. It seemed like it was taking longer than they expected to dig to the bottom.
" This is taking way to long." Scott said as he wiped his face with the sleeve of his jacket.
Stiles huffs. " Just keep going."
CJ looks around her. " Aren't you guys worried that Derek will come back?"
" If he does, then we leave as quick as possible." Stiles tells her.
" Yeah, and what if he catches us?" Scott asked.
Stiles looks at him. " I have a plan for that."
Scott raised a brow. " Which is?"
" You run one way, I run the other and CJ runs the other way. Whoever he catches first, too bad." Stiles shrugs his shoulders as he looked at CJ and Scott.
CJ stopped digging as she looked at him. " That's a terrible plan." she said, rolling her eyes as Stiles childishly stick his tongue out at her.
CJ then continued to dig, but the shovel thudded as if it hit against something hard. CJ felt butterflies in her stomach when Stiles reached over and put his hand on top of hers that was on the shovel. He probably didn't even realize he was doing it as he told her to stop.
Stiles threw his shovel to the side and bent down, moving his hand to wipe away dirt from the area. Scott helped while CJ stood behind them and watched. As they removed the dirt from the area, they see a brown bag closed by a knotted rope.
" Did he have to tie the thing in like 900 knots?" Stiles said in annoyance as he untied the knots. Scott worked on another knot while CJ looked around, nervously biting her lower lip hoping that Derek didn't come back while they were in the middle of doing this.
Suddenly she heard them scream, even though she mostly heard Stiles scream and they flew back, knocking CJ backwards as they jumped out of the hole.
" What's all the screaming for?" CJ asked as she got out of the hole, looking at the boys with an annoyed look.
She looked over in the now open bag and her eyes widened as she sees the chopped head and half-torso of a wolf. The eyes were blue, and the mouth was open with the tongue hanging out a bit.
