It had been a slow night for their father so Stiles and Yelena had joined their dad for a ride along in the cruiser. Or in Yelena's case, she was trying to bribe him with drive-thru food after being fired from the video store for walking out on her shift. Although, she wasn't really enjoying being squished in the middle of her dad and brother.
"Mm. Did they forget my curly fries?" The sheriff asked between chewing his burger.
"You're not supposed to eat fries, especially the curly ones." Yelena reminded him whilst he just pulled a face
"Well, I'm carrying a lethal weapon. If I want the curly fries, I will have the curly fries."
"If you think getting rid of contractions in all your sentences makes your argument any more legitimate, you are wrong," Stiles told him.
Their dad just looked at Yelena for help as he went to grab one of her fires
"Uh-uh!" She said slapping his hand away, "You're not having mine."
Their dad sighed "I thought you were trying to get back into my good books."
"I am, by buying our food. With the little money I earned."
"So basically this is all the money you made." Stiles teased, but his sister just glared at him and punched his arm
"Ow! Dad!"
She was dying to yell at him that the reason she didn't have her job was all his fault but knew that it would be hard to explain to their dad so settled for hitting him again
"Kids stop-" Before he could finish telling them off, the police radio went off
"Unit one, do you copy?"
The three of them looked at the radio. Stiles automatically went to grab it, but their dad smacked his hand away and shot him a look.
"Sorry," Stiles mumbled as he sank back into his seat, shoveling fries into his mouth, and making Yelena laugh.
"Unit one, copy." Their dad replied in a serious voice
"Got a report of a possible 187." The dispatch told him.
"A murder?" Stiles exclaimed, practically choking on his fries as he sat up. Their dad shook his head and drove to the crime scene
"Stay here." He told them, well mostly to Stiles as he got out of the car to the frantic crime scene "Paul, let's get this area locked up."
"Told you things are more exciting now." He told his sister who shrugged and slurped her drink, eyeing all the police tape and the crowd of people.
"Typical that it's the place I used to work. Imagine if I was still working here, I could have got danger money."
"Or be killed." Her brother pointed out.
She just shrugged and watched the scene unfold
Stiles's eyes widened as he whispered, "Oh, no way."
"What?" She asked as she watched him staring at two teenagers. She frowned when she saw how heated the boy was getting with their dad "he seems like a tool."
Stiles smiled at his sister in amusement "His name is Jackson, and he is."
"Isn't that Lydia?" Yelena asked, recognizing the strawberry blonde girl that Stiles had been pining over since he was a kid "Stiles?"
By this point stiles was no longer listening as he opened the car, lingering at the door and glaring at Jackson, who was screaming insults at their father. He rolled his eyes and ended up locking his eyes onto something else
"Oh, whoa, is that a dead body?" He pointed, making everyone on the scene turn to see where he was pointing.
He quickly regretted speaking up when he saw the glare his dad gave him. Yelena slowly stood up and pulled him back into his seat, but not before she looked up and saw two figures on the roof. She squinted but didn't get a good look as Stiles blocked her view and sat down.
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Yelena was lying on Stiles's bed trying to decide what movie they should watch, whilst he paced the room trying to reach Scott. He'd stolen Lydia's phone and seen the video of the alpha, which was just as terrifying as she imagined.
"Hey it's me again, Look I found something, and I don't know what to do, okay?"
"Common sense says you should have deleted it," Yelena muttered as she narrowed it down to, three movies.
Stiles rolled his eyes at her and continued threatening Scott via voicemail "So if you could turn your phone on right now, that'd be great. Or else I'll kill you. Do you understand me? I'm gonna kill you. And I'm too upset to come up with a witty description about how exactly I'm gonna kill you, but I'm just gonna do it, okay? I'm gonna—ugh! Goodbye. God." He shouted as he threw the phone onto his desk before flopping down onto the chair.
Yelena's eyebrows rose in amusement as she watched him, "Ok, Toy Story 3, Iron Man or avatar?" She asked as she held all three films up.
Before Stiles could answer their dad walked in
"Hey, Dad." She smiled brightly, glad to be back in her father's good books. He was happy to see her smiling expression but grimaced at the sight of Stiles's look of exhaustion.
"Please tell me I'm gonna hear good news at this parent-teacher thing tonight."
Stiles looked over at his sister for help as she snorted "Depends on how you define "good news.""
"I define it as you getting straight A's with no behavioral issues." The sheriff explained.
Stiles squinted his eyes in thought "You might wanna rethink that definition."
The Sheriff closed his eyes tightly "Enough said."
"Have fun!" She called after him as he left the room
"Come on, Scott. Where the hell are you?" Stiles groaned again.
"Ugh, stiles forget it, can't we for once just be normal" she moaned as she stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck "When was the last time we just hung out."
Stiles spun his desk chair around to face his sister "Since you moved to college and then got kicked out." Stiles replied bluntly with a shrug.
Yelena's jaw dropped, she grabbed his lacrosse stick that was in the corner of the room and began swatting him with it as he yelped "Just for your snarky comment we're going to watch Toy Story, as I remind you how much you cried when I left for college." She told him as she grabbed the DVD from his bed and pulled him downstairs with her
"Please you were the one crying."
"As if" she scoffed "go make the popcorn."
Stiles groaned but did as she said leaving his phone upstairs.
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"And the tears flow." Yelena joked as Stiles's eyes welled up towards the end of the film.
"Shut up." He mumbled.
Yelena just laughed and patted his head "I'll get the tissues."
"If you insist." He said.
Yelena shook her head in amusement as she ran up the stairs to her bedroom, laughing to herself as her phone rang "Hey Dad." She laughed
"Hey, Len," he replied sounding exhausted "You guys good?"
"Well, Stiles is currently holding back tears."
"You guys watching Toy Story 3 again?"
"Yeah," she laughed "what about you, how's it going."
"I'm alright, but I just got hit by a car." He told her
Her eyes widened "What?!" She exclaimed, making Stiles stand up and follow the sound of her voice
"I got hit by a car." He responded
Yelena rolled her eyes "I heard you the first time. How?" She asked
"I was trying to shoot a mountain lion."
Yelena sighed and ran a hand through her hair, turning round to find Stiles looking at her in confusion.
"Well, are you okay? How bad were you hurt? What happened to the lion?"
Stiles started panicking at her words and mouthed 'Hurt?' Before pausing and then mouthing 'Lion?'. Yelena ignored him she waited for his response.
"Minor concussion and some bruising. A Mr. Argent took down the Lion."
Yelena nodded "You sure you're okay?"
"Honestly, my prides is pretty damaged. And I could do with a ride."
"Okay, we'll be there now, and don't worry we will drive down in Roscoe so that Stiles isn't in charge of the cruiser."
"See you in a bit, love you, Len."
"Love you too Dad." She said, grateful he was ok. As soon as she hung up stiles began bombarding her with questions which she answered as they drove down to the school.