Two

The same day with Scott and Stiles...

Stiles

I was in my bedroom with Scott, looking at my board trying to figure out who this new murderer was going around Beacon Hills. "Okay so what we know is that they used a steal metal rod, to kill our victim Violet Price, sixteen years old, goes to Devenforth, Cheerleader." I informed Scott. "Stiles I already know all this, we need to figure out who the killer is" Scott informed me. "See I have that part figured out. Eye witnesses have said that they seen some guy named Frank Cohen, a forty-two year old doctor go into Violets house the night she was murdered. And I took it upon myself today to go to the family's house and do my own investigating" I informed him. "Did you find anything?" Scott asked hopeful. "I walked into the living room, where Ms. Price was killed, and not only did I find traces of her blood but I found a bag of weapons, guns, knifes, you name it it's in there, hiding stashed away under the floor boards of the living room" "What has this got to do with Frank Cohen?" Scott asked. "Well I opened the bag being very careful and found diaries that belonged to him, diaries dating back to four months ago when Violet and Frank had their first encounter. The diaries state anything and everything he had planned to do with Violet and on the last page it sated that he knew Violet's parents were going to be out for the night so he planned to go over to her house at 9pm and plan to murder her all because she refused to go out with him. Her death was timed at around 9:45pm so that gave him 45 minutes to create an argument with Violet and then kill her" I informed Scott. "So this grown man had a thing for younger girls? that's sick man" Scott said. "I know" I sighed. "How did you figure all this stuff out" Scott shrugged. "Hey I'm the son of a cop" I smiled. "Did you give your Dad those diaries?" Scott asked "Yep and they are arresting Frank Cohen as we speak" I smiled feeling proud of myself for solving this case.

A few minutes later my Dad came up the stairs to thank me for solving the case. They caught the killer. "Another murderer locked up, at least this town can be safe again" he smiled a little. "I picked up some chinese food, it's on the kitchen table if you boys want some" My Dad informed us. Myself and Scott made our way down to the kitchen and took the food, heading into the living room. We turned the TV on and sat eating our food when something came up. A photograph of Stella. I turned up the volume to see what the news reporter had to say "It's coming up to the sixth anniversary of the disappearance of Stella McCall, a now eighteen year old girl who was abducted at the age of twelve years old from her home county of Beacon Hills California. There has been no sign of Stella over the last six years. People believe that she could in fact be dead. The police department of Beacon Hills and FBI of California are calling off the search for her. Police are asking that if anyone has any details of the whereabouts of Ms.McCall then they are to contact Beacon Hills Police Department immediately with any information that they may have." I turned the TV off and looked over to Scott who looked upset. "Six years. Six years she's been missing and she's no where to be found" he shook his head. "We'll find her Scott" I informed her. "We won't. She's probably dead Stiles" Scott said getting angry. "Scott Stella is not dead okay. She's out there somewhere, waiting for us to find her. I've been working on finding Stella since the beginning and I'm not going to stop" I stood up and walked up the stairs and into my room. I wiped my board clean and Scott spoke. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Writing down every single thing I remember about the day Stella went missing. We're going to find her Scott" I was determined to find her. I spent hours at my crime board trying to figure it all out. Trying to find Stella. It was merely impossible. Not a single trace of evidence was left behind. I placed a photograph I had of me, Scott and Bella and circled her face. "Where are you Stel?" I said to myself. I stood back and placed my hand on my head. C'mon Stiles think. I started thinking back to that day and started to remember details that I didn't remember before. I vaguely remembered the grey 1995 Volvo Kyle picked us up in.

-Flashback-

I stood outside the school steps waiting for Scott and Stella's Uncle to pick us up. "Will he be long?" I asked kicking an old plastic bottle around. "He should be here soon" Scott replied. I sat on the steps with them. "I really don't want to get in a car with Uncle Kyle" Bella shook her head. "Why not?" I asked concerned. "He's creepy" she said. "Hey you'll be fine. Me and Scott are coming with you" I smiled at her. A few minutes later an old grey 1995 Volvo pulled up. I stared at the man in the car, memorising the registration plate. The man in the car stared at me. I wasn't getting good vibes from this guy. I was slightly worried. The three of us got into the car and the ride to soccer practice was awkward. Kyle kept glaring at me through the rear view mirror and every now and again he would look over at Stella and look her up and down. If he lays a finger on her I will end him. I was worried about her. When Scott and I would leave that meant Stella would be on her own with this creepy guy. I had to do something. This just doesn't seem right. Kyle pulled up at the place Scott and I had soccer practice. "You coming Stiles?" Scott asked as he opened the door. "Im not feeling too good. I've a bad stomach ache and my head is pounding" I assured him. Stella looked at me and smiled. "We can take you home" she said. "Please" I said. "I think you should man up and go to practice" Kyle snapped as he glared at me once again through the rear view mirror. I swallowed. "Feeling better already" I said as I got out of the car. "Why do you have to be such a dick to my best friend?" Stella snapped. "Shut up" he snapped back at her. "Lay off" I shouted. "You're going to be a very sorry boy Stiles" he said. I stood outside. Looking at Stella through the window of the car. "See you at home" she said. I waved goodbye to her. I knew I'd see her later. I just hope Kyle doesn't do anything.

-End flashback-

"Stiles?" I heard a familiar voice say. I turned around to see Lydia standing behind me, looking worried. "H-How long have you been here?" I asked. "Just a few minutes. W-why do you have Stella's picture on your crime board?" Lydia asked. Lydia and Stella were best friends. After Stella went missing Lydia changed. She didn't speak to us, she didn't want to be around us. When she got bitten that's when everything changed. She became part of the pack and has done everything she can to help find Stella. "Stiles why is Stella's picture up there?" she repeated as she held the photo in her hands. "I may have cracked it. I may know where Stella is" I said as I walked to my desk and started typing something into my laptop. "How? How do you know where she might be?" she asked. "I remember something from the day Stella went missing. I remembered the car Kyle was driving, the color, the model and the registration number. I can try track the car and see if there is an address linked with it and hope to God that Stella is there" I informed her. "Why didn't you think of this before?" she asked. "Because Lydia I've been too bogged down finding her in all the wrong places that my mind was blurred with something else" I said as I scribbled down the address on to a piece of paper. Lydia called Scott and Malia.

A few minutes later we were all gathered in my room. "Whats the emergency?" Scott asked. "I may have an idea as to where Stella is" I informed them. "What?" Scott said. "I had a flashback of the day Stella went missing and I somehow memorised the year, the model and registration number of your Uncles car" I informed him. "What has any of this got to do with Stella?" Malia asked. "I traced the details of your Uncle's car to an address" I informed him handing him the paper. "1470 Sunnyvale Drive, Bakersville, California" Scott looked up at me. "Bakersville is like forty minutes outside Beacon Hills" Lydia shrugged. "How do you know this?" I asked "Jackson took me on a date out there once. Its actually a nice town" she said. "So what happens now?" Malia asked. "We go there to the address and see if Stella is there" I said.

"So you just expect us to rock up to some dudes door and be like hey man yeah so do you have a girl trapped somewhere in your house?. Coz that's totally gonna work" Malia said. "We don't even know if Kyle is living at this address let alone if Stella is there" Scott shrugged. "Its worth a shot. If this is the address that this Kyle guy is at and if Stella is there then we need to save her" Lydia said. "Lydia's right. We need to at least try" Malia said. "C'mon lets go" I said. "Right now?" Malia said. "No next weekend. Yes now" I said as I grabbed my baseball bat and we all headed down to my jeep. My Dad had gotten out of his car. He was just home from work. "Where are you kids going at 11pm at night?" He asked. "We may know where Stella is" I said. "Stella? As in Stella McCall?" he asked. "Yeah, We think we know where she might be. We're headed there now to go find her" Scott informed him. "You kids stay safe and text me the address when you get there and I'll follow behind with back up. I'll let Scott's Mom know what's happening" My Dad hugged me. "And son?" he said. "Yeah Dad?" I replied. "Welcome to your future career in Law Enforcement" he smiled at me. I smiled back at him. We all piled into the jeep. Lydia typed the address into her phone and I started driving. Hang on in there Stella we're coming to get ya.