"Oh, what the hell is this?" The sheriff said as he took a bite out of his burger and his son and his best friend took out food from a bag.
"Veggie burger." Stiles said, as he organised the food on the desk.
"Stiles, I asked for a hamburger." He told his son.
"Well, veggie is healthier." Stiles told him and Alex added. "We're being healthy." As they both held up salads as Mr. Stilinski opened the frybox only to find asparagus and carrots chopped up.
"Oh, he'll, why are you trying to ruin my life?" He asked in annoyance.
"I'm trying to extend your life, okay? Could you just eat it, please?"
"Okay, I expected this from him, but from you?" The sheriff pointed at Alex. "What did I ever do to you?"
"Sorry, Mr. Stilinski. You're gonna thank us later." She told him with an apologising smile.
She hadn't told Stiles what she and Lydia experienced in the Hale house, because she knew it would sound crazy. And even though she knew he would believe her, she didn't want to worry him.
"Now tell us what you found." Stiles told his father.
"No, I'm not sharing confidential police work with teenagers." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Stiles started studying the board behind him. "Is that it on the board behind you?" The sheriff glanced at it before turning back to see Stiles craning his neck to see it.
"Don't look at that." He told his son bluntly. "Aight." Stiles answered dismissively.
"Avert your eyes." He ordered.
"Okay." He whispered.
"Hey! Avert." The sheriff said, Alex was also looking at the board now trying to get details.
"It's just..." Stiles tried. "I see arrows pointing at pictures."
"Okay, okay, stop. Fine." The teenagers gave him their full attention. "I found something."
"Mechanic and the couple who were murdered. They all had something in common."
"All three?" Alex questioned.
"Yeah. You know what I always say." The sheriff said. "One's an incident. Two's a coincidence."
"Three's a pattern." Alex and Stiles said at the same time. Alex didn't notice, but Stiles gave her an admiring look.
"The mechanic, the husband, the wife. All the same age. All 24." The sheriff counted with his fingers.
"Wait a minute, what about Mr. Lahey?" Stiles said.
"Isaac's dad isn't anywhere near 24." Alex added.
"Which made me thing that either A, Lahey's murder wasn't connected, or B, the ages were a coincidence, until I found this, which would be C." Mr. Stilinski said, handing the teens a file and Stiles opened it for them to see. "Did you know that Isaac Lahey, had an older brother named Cameron?"
"Died in combat?" Stiles read aloud at the file who was marked with these exact words.
"But if he were alive today, take one guess as to how old he'd be." The sheriff said and the teens looked up in realisation.
"Twenty-four." The two said in unison.
The three of them stepped up to the board.
"What if same age means same class?" Alex questioned.
"Yeah did you think of that?" Stiles asked the sheriff.
"Yeah." The sheriff shrugged. "Well, I would've. I mean, look, I just got the Lahey's file two hours ago."
"Two hours? Dad, people could be dying." Stiles said in annoyance.
"Yeah, I'm aware of that. Thank you." The sheriff snapped back at him.
"Same class..." Stiles said and they all shared a look. The sheriff brought out yearbooks and files.
They all looked through them and threw some files away.
"Found it. Class of 2006." Alex said picking up a blue file and opened it up, skimming through some pages.
"They all went to Beacon Hills." Stiles stated looking over her shoulder.
"Including Isaac's brother." Sheriff Stilinski said.
"All right, but so what if they all knew each other, you know. I mean, two of them were married, so maybe they all just hung out." Stiles stated.
"They could've had the same classes together. They could've.." The sheriff paused.
"What is it?" Alex asked.
"Same teacher." He concluded showing them a file with the name of their chemistry teacher on it.
"Harris." The two said in unison.
"They were all in his class?" Stiles asked.
"All four." His dad answered. "And I don't know how Mr. Lahey fits in, but this, kids, this is definitely a pattern." Stiles scrunched his eyebrows at this.
"All right, give me the 2006 yearbook." The sheriff said and Alex and Stiles began looking through all the things they brought out. "These names, we need faces."
The sheriff took his phone out and started dialling a number.
"Which ones?" Stiles asked.
"Everyone in that chemistry class." The sheriff answered. "If the killer's not done killing.."
"One of them is next." Alex finished.
"Yeah." He answered as the phone rang. "Yeah, it's Stilinski."
Stiles and Alex flipped through the pages of the yearbook
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Stiles drove Alex home that night and when she entered the house she found her parents waiting for her in the kitchen.
"Hey honey, how was your day?" Wanda asked her.
"It was good, we were at the library most of the day." She told them quickly as she grabbed her dinner. "I'm gonna eat this in my room if that's okay."
"Alright darling, just remember to do your chores before bed." Vision told her as she was already on her way to the stairs.
Once she was out of hearing range, the two parents sighed.
"I don't know why she doesn't feel like she can tell us about all this supernatural things. It's like she forgets I can read her mind." Wanda told her husband.
"We just have to wait for her to tell us when she's ready. The supernatural and her powers coming along." Vision said as he put his arm around his wife and kissed her forehead.
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A/N: Hey guys! I'm again, very sorry for taking so long to update this story. I start school again tomorrow but I have written some more now, I got a cat in the summer, like i said in the last chapter, so I've been busy with that throughout this summer, and she wouldn't let me write, that drama queen. I've also picked up crocheting so I've been busy this summer. I hope you can understand and I'll try to post more now, but there may be some weeks where i don't post at all and that's because i have exams this year to decide which high school i can go to next year. Bare with me and enjoy the story as it progresses!
Here's a picture of my cat when she was a kitten to make up for it. Here's Ellie.