Brothers: Forgotten and Regained

Chapter Ten

How disappointed would my dad really be if I quit lacrosse? I'll have to talk to him about it after school.

"For all things holy and wonderful please work" I plead as I attempt to start my baby for the third time. Yet nothing happens. "Well, there goes my plan A." I mutter as I hop out to take a look under the hood.

I have no idea what I'm really doing. In the past I have always been able to figure something out, but my mind's racing about so much that I just can't concentrate on what I'm seeing enough to find the problem. Sighing, I look up to see Scott and Isaac just coming out of the school doors.

"Hey, Scott! Do you want to take me into town to investigate a lead on the creature?" I ask, my voice wavering slightly.

"Sorry Stiles, but I'm studying with Allison in 30 minutes and I still need to shower from practice." He says, not even really looking me in the eye. I glance over to Isaac, but he just shrugs at me.

"Okay, thanks anyway. When's the next pack meeting?" I ask not wanting them to leave yet.

"I don't know, okay? I'll let you know." Scott walks past me, pushing my shoulder a little in the process. Ouch.

"See ya." Isaac says as he goes to follow Scott.

"Talk to you guys later..." I reply as I watch them leave me stranded in the parking lot.

Well, I've always said that I need to exercise more and although this isn't exactly what I was referring to, it's a good time to start I guess.

Never again. I should start off small next time, not speed walking 3 miles. No sign of dad, but he probably took the late night shift again to try to get ahead of the homicide paperwork. Looks like I'm stuck in the house to do research.

"Let's see what we got." Bringing up my computer I try to think of what I could do online to help me find our murderer.

"Oh, that could work!" I scramble to find the receipt from my beautifully chaotic room. Don't judge, it's been a busy week.

"Ah, my love! I've finally found you!" I exclaim as I plant a kiss on the front of the receipt from Men's Warehouse. There is a order number that hopefully I can put in the website to see what was on the order.

"Geez, they really need to redo their website, I can't find it anywhere. Don't they believe in customer service as a number one priority nowadays?" If I were a customer I would be calling the manager right about now.

"Okay, okay. Here we go.." I breath out as I type in the order confirmation code.

"Wow." I really wish I had that kind of money. This guy spent over $1200 on a suit! Granted he apparently had it tailored and all that, but still! Alright, I take a few spins around in my computer chair. So, I have a pretty good bet that it's a male now. That or it's a really generous girlfriend and I need to find myself one of the those. I wonder if I could get Danny to hack into their security cameras... Probably not. This leaves only one option. I need to go into stealth mode.

"Dun, dun, dunnnnnnn, dun, dun, du-nunnnnnnn..." I can't resist the will to hum the mission impossible theme. Tip toeing into the kitchen I sneak to the cupboard and snatch a soda really quick and then make my way back to my room and computer. Cracking a couple knuckles I open up my dad's sheriff email. He thinks his password is secure but my dear daddy'o has no defense against his only child. I could guess his passwords in my sleep.So, what I need to do is to send an email under his name requesting the security video for that day. But how will I receive their reply without my dad seeing is the real question. I know there's a way to reroute the email process so that it will send to me, but I have no clue on how to do that so I'll just have to do it the old fashioned way. He checks his email every morning when he first arrives at his office, which is usually at around 7:30 so as long as I check each day before then it should all work out fine.

"And sent. My work here is done." I say solemnly to myself. Now I just need to finish my chemistry homework. Goody.