Okay, this chapter was a bit of a filler. I just wanted all of them to meet and greet, so to speak. The next chapter will be getting more in to the story, and will be starting to follow the Teen Wolf episodes to the end of season 3a. After that, you'll have to wait and see.

Please enjoy :)

Chapter 4.

"Huh, this is new" Sam mutters "walking into a police station, and not having to pretend that we're FBI".

"Perks of being the sheriff's nephews" Dean smirks as they walk into the building.

Sam felt kind of nervous about meeting this guy...his uncle. It was stupid...but still, he couldn't help the slight sick feeling that had found its way into his stomach. He noted that his brother seemed to casually walk around the police station, knowing exactly where he was going.

He watched his brother stop for a moment in-front of a deputy's desk, then nod in the direction of the door which had the word 'Sheriff' write on it.

"Hey Tara. He in there? Or is he out?"

"Hey again Dean" Tara smiles then nods, "Yeah, he's in".

"Thanks" Dean says, as he walks over to the door.

Sam follows behind his brother, clearly Dean's been here before if these cops weren't stopping him from walking around the station and knew each other by first name...How many times had Dean been here? How many times had he visited John and Stiles?

Dean opens the door, and Sam watches as an older man looks up from the paper on his desk, and grins as he stands up. He could see that the man, his uncle, had some resemblance to his mother.

Sam wasn't sure what was more surprising; Dean letting himself be hugged or Dean hugging the guy back, with an actual smile on his face.

"Dean" the man pulls away from Dean, "I thought you wouldn't get here till tonight"

"Hogged ass down here" Dean shrugs before grinning, "I also brought someone with me" Dean moves back so Sam is in view, "Uncle John, look how tall Sammy got".

John's eyes widen slightly. He knew that Sam was hunting with Dean, but for some reason...he never thought that Sam would be here. Dean was right...he was the tall one. It had been over 25 years since he'd seen Sam, though he still had a mop of hair like he did when he was a baby. Never lacking in hair, was Sam.

"You weren't kidding when you said he was the tall one" John grins.

Sam rolls his eyes. Trust his brother to describe him as the tall one.

"It's...It's nice to meet you Sam" John says "You don't remember me, you were just a baby...but...It's great to see you again. See that you're well".

Well...that wasn't really a word that describes him at the moment.

"Hi" Sam says...he didn't really know what to say.

Dean rolls his eyes, man this was awkward...was this what he was like the first time he met John? Guess he was going to have to be the silence breaker. He sits down and nods for Sam to do the same, as John sit's back in his chair.

"So, Stiles is out of town? Lacrosse meet, I think he said?" Dean says.

John nods "Yeah, but he should be back later today, the meet got cancelled. They had to stay in a motel last night, but are on the way back now".

Dean grins, "Awesome".

John, Sam and Dean standing around the kitchen talking about the victims and possible hunt. The files of the victims and crime scenes laid out on the dining table, Sam sitting down with his laptop and John at the other end of the table. Dean, with a beer in his hand, is leaning against the fridge.

"Okay... four dead and two missing...at least as far as you're aware so far" Dean says.

"Yeah, one of them was an old friend of Stiles" John sighs, then continues "they were all killed the same way, and each of the three ways could have killed them".

"The strangulation was enough to kill them. The bash against the head was enough to kill them. The throat cut was enough to kill them. It was overkill, these people were already dead" Sam agrees.

"This wasn't someone making sure these people were dead, I can feel it. It was like they had to kill them like this, like it was a part of a ritual or something" John looks at Dean.

"And they were virgins?" he asks.

"The first three were, not sure about the last one. However, the two that are currently missing...it's doubtful that they are virgins".

"But the first three defiantly were?" Sam asks as he opens up his laptop and John nods.

"Why can't people just leave virgins alone" Dean frowns.

"Well, virgins are seen as being pure in soul, spirit, essence and innocence. In Ancient Egypt virgins were highly valued" Sam explains "In many cultures sacrificing a virgin, or any person really, is seen to be a gift or a payment for the Gods or as a way to gain power. Also in many cultures, human sacrifices were usually retainer sacrifices, which were when servants were killed in order to continue serving their king in the next life".

"Thanks for all that info, Wikipedia" Dean says and Sam bitch faces him in return.

John interrupts the brothers "It's not just the deaths either. All the animals around here have been acting weird".

"Weird? Weird how?"

"I've had deer's run head first into parked cars and a herd of birds all fly head first into the high school".

"What?"

"Exactly... I have no idea about what's going on...but whatever it is, it's not normal".

"A lot of experts and scientist say that animals can sense thunderstorms before they happen. Animals behave differently when they sense a change in the atmosphere and infrasonic sounds" Sam butts in, "so...maybe they animals are sensing something that's a lot bigger than just some storm, especially if they're going as far as killing themselves".

"Something supernatural" John finishes.

Dean sighs and puts on an obvious fake smile "great, just what we need. More big, evil things trying to kill people and we don't know how to kill it".

John looks between the brothers, "Okay, I'm clearly missing something...or you've not told me the whole picture" he settles his gaze on Dean, "and I'm getting the feeling it has something to do with why you were gone for those 4 months".

Dean rubs his face "right now, let's just focus on this case first. We'll talk about that later".

Staring at Dean for a moment longer, John sighs when he knows the boy won't budge. Stubborn was a trait both Mary and John had.

"Okay" John sighs.

"Right, tells us more about the victims" Sam says.

"The first victim was Heather" John sighs, picking up a file, "Stiles had known her, since they were barely out of diapers. He was also one of the last people to see her alive".

"Crap" Dean exhales.

"Yeah, he's been pretty cut up about it. Heather was the first to go missing, we had tried to find her, but she was already dead. Head bashed, throat cut and strangled. Then there was these two, one found by the pool and the other in the woods. Both of them killed the same way as Heather, and all killed within 48 hours of each other".

"And that was only a few weeks ago?" Sam asks.

"Yeah"

"And the other one that died? And the two that are missing?" Dean asks.

"That was more recent. The first was a young man, a senior at the high school. He was found dead, in the same way as the others. The two that are missing are both teachers from the school. One was the music teacher, the other was the chemistry teacher" John passes the files over to Sam.

"Well, the way this thing is killing them... The chances are, they are already dead. It doesn't seem to wait around" Dean sighs.

Sam's face scrunches up slightly, "hold on...the first three were virgins, but the chances of these latest three being virgins is extremely thin".

"Yeah, and?" Dean turns to Sam.

"And, it means that they may have a different connection to each other, look" Sam places the three files down "the senior, was in R.O.T.C...and both of the teachers used to be in the army".

"They all have some kind of military background" John concludes.

"There is no way that's a coincidence. Three people who were virgins and now three people who were military...that's a pattern".

Before anymore can be said, they hear a car pull up outside. John starts putting the files away.

"That'll be Stiles...He's already involving himself more then I like".

Stiles turns his engine off, and it's only then he notices the sleek, black Impala also parked outside of his house. He grins as he gets out of his jeep. This will be a nice distraction from what happened last night, back at the motel. It wasn't a completely bad trip, if you forget about the whole attempted suicides from Boyd, Ethan, Isaac and Scott. They had at least learnt that Derek may be alive...and gotten rid of coach's whistle. That was definitely a good thing.

John closes the last file and puts them all out of the way as the front door opens.

"Dad, Dean?"

"Kitchen" his dad says.

Walking to the kitchen, Stiles sees Dean first leaning against the fridge. His grin widens slightly and Dean smirks pushing off the fridge.

"Hey kid".

"I didn't know you were going to be visiting" Stiles says as he walks over and hugs Dean.

He felt Dean shrug, while he hugs him back "We were just passing by and figured we'd stop for a while".

Sam watches the scene. It was weird. He thought it was strange watching Dean and John together...but this was even weirder watching the way Dean interacted with Stiles. It was almost similar to the way he used to be with him, when they were younger.

He had black hair, which he must have inherited from his mother. He looked about the average height of 16-year-old boys. Sam had a small urge to laugh at the fact that somehow the kid...his cousin...had inherited his and Dean's fashion of lumberjack shirts.

...His cousin. Now the nerves were back. What was he supposed to do? Supposed to act? Dean has known the kid since before he hit double digits, and seems comfortable with him. Like, really comfortable... He was treating the kid more like a little brother, like how he used to treat him, then a cousin...or was this how normal cousins acted like? Sam wasn't really the expert on how families worked, considering that until yesterday his dysfunctional family was just him, Dean and dad.

Anyhow, Dean still had an extra 7 years to get to know Stiles... Sam had no clue what to do. Well, okay...it wasn't like Stiles was a baby, Sam didn't really have to do anything... But this kid was his family, and family was something they had lacked most of their lives. He didn't want the kid to not like him. He wanted to get along with Stiles, as well as he seems to get on with Dean...though Sam knows it'll take a while for that to happen.

He just really doesn't want to feel like an outsider. He wants to be a part of this new family too.

"We?" Stiles steps back, and that when he notices a tall guy with hair like Allison's, also standing in the kitchen.

"Hi" Sam say's awkwardly.

Dean places his hands on Stiles' shoulders and grins, "this is Sam".

Stiles eyes widen slight before he lets a small grin fall on his lips, "Uh, hi. Nice to finally meet you".

Sam nods, "Same".

"You weren't kidding when you said he was a giant...I think he's even taller than Derek" the last part was mostly him mumbling to himself.

Dean grins and Sam rolls his eyes. Seriously...again with the tall thing.

"Dean says you went to college? Stanford, right?" Stiles says.

"Uh, yeah" Sam nods.

"It's like one of those colleges for really smart people".

"Yep, that's Sammy. Mr nerd" Dean grins.

Sam glares at Dean.

"Scott will be glad to see you back...or your car at least" Stiles says, looking over at Dean.

"Damn right he should be glad to see Baby" Dean grins and Stiles rolls his eyes, "How's he doing, anyway?"

Well, apart from the whole attempted suicide thing back at the motel because of an evil druid wanting to sacrifice him..."Yeah, he's good" Stiles answers "you'll see him sooner or later. Probably sooner, cuz he'll want a ride in the car".

Yeah, Scott loved Dean's car. Stiles won't deny that the Impala was a beautiful car...but it would compare to his Jeep. Or at least in his eyes.

Anyway, whenever Dean used to visit he would drop off and pick up Stiles from school, and Scott would always tag along so that he could ride in the Impala. Stiles is pretty sure that's why Dean like Scott, because of the shared love for the car.

Either way, it was nice that Dean was on friendly terms with Scott, especially since he used to be his only proper friend. Whenever Dean was in town, he would also take Stiles to see a movie, and would always be happy to bring Scott along.

"So how long is this visit? Few days, a week?" Stiles turns to Dean.

Dean's gaze briefly flickers over to John before he answers, "Not sure at the moment, but we'll be here for a while".

Stiles grins, "awesome".

He meant it, it was always awesome to have Dean with them.

...However, it was really bad timing. With the Alpha pack and the sacrifices. It was hard enough keeping his dad away from all of it, now he was going to have to worry about Sam and Dean too. Especially since whenever Dean used to visit, way before the whole 'Scott was bitten by a werewolf' thing, he spent most of the time with him. Taking him out to the park or to see a movie...It was most likely going to be difficult to deal with the Darach and the Alphas, as well as keep Sam and Dean in the dark.

This was really bad timing.

Cora stares intently out of the window, as Peter walks up behind her.

"You sensed them too?" Cora turns to look at him.

"Hunters" Peter nods "and hunters that aren't the Argents".

"Who do you think they are?"

"I don't know" Peter shakes his head "this is all we need on top of everything else. Some bloody hunters".

"Do you think they're here because of us? Or the Alphas?"

Peter sighs "hard to say, there's been a lot of unexplainable things happening in the past weeks. All of which could have attracted the hunters. I think our best bet is to lie low, give them no reason to suspect us. Hopefully they'll either kill the Alphas, which is doubtful, or the Alphas will kill them. Either way, leaving us alone and alive".

Cora nods, "Where do you think they've based themselves?"

"No clue".

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