REUNITED *SCOTT MCCALL
Ten years ago, Y/N McCall had disappeared and killed. No body was found. The case closed.
Dragging her self into the police station, Y/N McCall almost collapsed. She had been walking for miles, limping along bare footed down the roads of Beacon Hills, mumbling ‘Help. I need help.’
“Ma’am!” Deputy Parrish said, the girl falling into her arms. “W-what happened?” He asked her before yelling over his shoulder for a medic. The request got Scott and Stiles’ attention, the two boys were there helping Stiles’ dad. They shared questioning looks before going to where needed.
“Help… I’m Y/N McCall.” You groaned, coughing a bit. “Help…”
Scott stared at the girl covered in dirt, feeling tears gather in his eyes. “Y/N… My sister.”