Stiles's POV
I was walking down the school hallway and I stopped in front of Y/N's locker. People had put loving notes, pictures and flowers on her locker. I tried, but failed to stop the tear that streamed down my cheek as I saw a picture of the three of us Scott must have taped up.
"Hey." I jumped as Scott put his hand on my shoulder.
"Where the hell could she be?" I asked, turning back to look at the pictures.
"Stiles," Scott sighed. "She's going to be okay. Your dad is out looking for her now and Derek and I will search for her tonight during the full moon. We are going to find her. I promise."
"But we don't even know who or what took her," I said turning away from Y/N's locker. "How are we going to find her when we don't even know when or why she went missing?"
The bell rang, causing us to turn and head towards the locker room. I didn't care about school right now. All I cared about was finding Y/N, so I kept talking to Scott as we walked.
"We've been to her room a thousand times and you have never picked up a strange scent. My dad and Parrish still can't find any evidence. Her parents have no idea what is going on because they are in some weird trance where they believe she never existed. I mean, it's like they completely forgot about her."
"Maybe someone or something is trying to erase her" Scott shrugged.
"Erase her? That doesn't make any sense. You and I still remember her. So does the entire school. Everyone still remembers her except for her parents. It doesn't make any sense."
"Hey guys," Isaac said as we walked into the locker room.
"Hey," Scott greeted as I continued to rant about how we can't find Y/N.
"What if someone took her? What if she's hurt? What if Y/N isn't even in Beacon Hills?"
"She is," Isaac shrugged as he put stuff into his locker.
"Wait, what?" I asked, quickly looking at him.
"How do you know?" Scott asked.
"I caught her scent when I was walking to school this morning." He said as he nonchalantly changed into his lacrosse jersey. He stopped when he noticed us still staring at him. "What?"
"You caught her scent?" I clarified. "And you didn't say anything?"
"What's the big deal?" Issac shrugged.
"Isaac," Scott sighed. "Y/N's been missing."
"Wait, what? Since when?"
"Since last week. She was on her way home from school Friday and never got there. Her car was found on the side of the road, abandoned." Scott explained.
"Where did you catch her scent?" I asked, cutting Scott off.
"The woods between school and her house," Isaac stuttered. "I figured she was going for a run before school."
Scott and I looked at each other with wide eyes before turning and beginning to run out of the locker room with Isaac right behind us. We halted to a stop when we almost ran into Coach.
"Where do you three think you are going? We have practice in," he paused to look down at his watch. "Now."
"Coach," Scott started.
"Family emergency," I rushed out without thinking.
"A family emergency that involves all three of you? Did I miss something?" Coach asked, sending us an amused smirk. "Get dressed."
When coach walked into his office, I turned to Scott and debated what to do. "We can't. . . We need to get to her before it's too late." My voice broke at the end.
"Stiles," he sighed putting his hand on my shoulder. "I'll text Derek and ask him to start looking while we are at practice. Right after, we will meet up with him and help him look."
"I can't. . . I can't sit through practice knowing we have our first lead since she's been missing, unable to do anything about it." I stuttered. Scott looked at me with hesitant eyes before looking over his shoulder at coach.
"Go."
"What?"
"Both of you, go. I'll cover for you. Go look for her and I'll meet you after practice. "
"Thanks, Scott."
I ran out of the locker room with Isaac at my heals as we headed straight towards my jeep. We jumped in and I pulled out of the parking lot, going way over the speed limit.
"Tell me when we get to where you got her scent this morning," I instructed to Isaac as we pulled out of the parking lot.
We drove a little ways with the windows down before he yelled at me to stop. I pulled over and watched as his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.
"What is it?" I asked, getting nervous.
"I got her scent, but. . ."
"But what?" I insisted.
"It's not in the same place as it was this morning. She must be moving," he shrugged.
"How far away are we from when you first noticed her scent?"
"Not that far," he said as he pointed at a clearing barely half a mile down the road from where we were now. We gave each other knowing looks before jumping out of the jeep.
I followed closely behind as Isaac followed the trail. The further we got from the road, the more I could feel my anxiety building.
"Can you try to calm down?" Isaac asked suddenly. "It's hard to keep her scent when I keep getting a strong wiff of anxiety coming from you."
"I'm sorry," I said harshly and bitterly. "I'm just worried we'll find her too late."
Isaac stopped and turned towards me. "You should tell her."
"Tell her what?" I asked even though I knew what he was talking about. You can't hide anything from werewolves.
"The fact that you're in love with her. She deserves to know."
I opened my mouth to respond, but closed it when I couldn't think of what to say. I just nodded.
"And besides, she feels the same way," he added before walking away.
"Wait, what?" I stared at him as he sent me a wink from over his shoulder. "She likes me?" I asked once I had caught up to him.
"It's obvious," Isaac laughed. "Well to werewolves it's obvious."
He stopped laughing and picked up his pace. "What is it?" I asked as I ran after him. He leaned down and picked up a leaf.
"Is that. . ." I didn't finish my sentence. I didn't have to.
"Blood," Isaac said softly. "Y/N's blood."
*****
We had been looking for two hours and I was starting to get discouraged. Isaac held the leaf with Y/N's blood in his hand, every once in a while lifting it back up to his nose.
I bit my lip as I felt completely and utterly useless. I couldn't find her or help her the way Scott, Derek, and Isaac could. All I could do was pray that we weren't too late.
"Did you hear that?" Isaac asked.
"Hear what?" I mumbled. Suddenly there was the sound of leaves rustling.
"That." Isaac said looking at me with wide eye. We turned and ran towards the noise. I gasped and fell to the ground when we rounded a tree and I bumped into someone.
I looked up to see who it was, but my heart sank when I noticed it was Scott and not Y/N.
"Any luck?" He asked as he helped me stand up.
"No," I said wiping the dirt off my pants.
"We did find this," Isaac said holding out the leaf. I looked down at the blood, my heart sinking lower.
"It's fresh," Scott said taking it from Isaac. "Which means she shouldn't be too far away."
"We found that two hours ago," I mumbled angrily before walking away.
"Stiles," Scott said as he easily caught up to me. "We're going to find her."
"No," I said through gritted teeth as I quickly turned towards him. "We are not going to find him. You are. Or Isaac. Or Derek. Not me. You guys. I'm just walking around in the woods like an idiot hoping to find her."
"Stiles," he sighed.
"Don't."
I kept walking, scanning my eyes back and forth. We looked for about another twenty-five minutes before I caught a glimpse of something.
I walked towards the figure and my heart stopped. "Y/N," I gasped out as I started to run towards her.
I had to stifle a sob as I knelt in front of a dirty and unconscious Y/N. "Scott!" I yelled as I pulled her into my chest.
"Scott! Isaac!" My heart was jumping into my throat as I held Y/N tightly to my chest. "I. . . I found her! She's over here!" I yelled with my voice breaking.
"I can't believe I found you," I mumbled as I wiped some mud from her face.
I looked down at Y/N, tears streaming down my cheeks as I heard two sets of footsteps running towards me.
"Y/N," Isaac gasped.
Scott knelt in front of Y/N and I as I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, my hand lingering on her neck. My eyes widened when I noticed something that I shouldn't have.
"Scott," I said, my voice getting caught in my throat. "I can't get a heartbeat."
His eyes widened as he looked down at Y/N in my arms. I ran my hand through her hair, begging for her to wake up.
"Do it," I said slowly looking up from Y/N's body with tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Do what?" He asked, hesitantly.
"Bite her."
Part 2 Coming Soon