A/N

I've been working on this remake for some time as I wasn't pleased with the original story, this version will contain a lot more love between Mickey and Allison and I've cut most of the stupid drama. Some things will remain the same, others will have slight changes and some scenes are new or entirely changed. I hope you will all enjoy this new version of Blinkin' Stars :)

Chapter 1 - Prologue

MCCALL'S HOUSE

It was the day before school started up again after a two days weekend, the sky was dark and filled with shining stars and the outside breeze was calm and soothing as it sneaked into the room through the open window. Music was playing in a high volume from the radio by the wooden desk further in the room, more exactly ''My Body'' by Young the Giant was being played with no complaints. The owner of the room and who also happened to be one of his very best friends, Scott McCall was seated on the end of the bed. The dark brown curly haired teen had his attention focused on his lacrosse stick as he was restringing its pocket, he hoped that this year would be the one when he finally got to play instead of acting as a bench heater. The blonde haired teen on the bed chuckled at him, nothing would be able to break his attention away from that lacrosse stick. So instead of trying, the teen let his head slump back down on the perfectly fluffy pillow. His pale green eyes blinking a few times before falling shut, his arms burying under the pillow as he laid on his stomach.

Hearing his friend silently leaving the room, the blonde haired boy cracked his right eye open. Scott hadn't gone far as he was suddenly doing pull-ups in the doorway, the sleepy teen couldn't understand where his friend got all of that energy from so late at night. Not feeling like asking as he didn't feel the need for an answer, the teen once again closed his eye and returned to his half-conscious state on the bed.

The next time he glances up was when Scott's feet hit the floor with a small 'thump', he'd finished his pull-ups and was finally heading into the bathroom to get ready to sleep. The sound of water running was heard as he brushed his teeth, the blonde teen went back to sleep but was woken up only a minute later. The sound of feet on the creaking wooden floor was heard from outside, that's when the teen noticed that the music had stopped. He cracked both his eyes open, rubbing them to get the sleep out. He blinked a few times to get rid of the sleepiness before he noticed Scott walking towards the stairs, was he going to go out there without a weapon?

''Hey Scott, wait up!'' He called after his friend who stopped, peering his head back through the doorway to look at his still half asleep friend now sitting on his bed. His shoulders slumped and his dark blue t-shirt wrinkled from sleeping.

''There was a sound, I'll just go check it out,'' Scott explained not really knowing why he'd been called back by his sleepy friend who in turn rolled his eyes at the other ones answer, the pale green-eyed teen then yawned as he stretched his arms out.

''I heard it too, just wanted to advise you to take the bat with ya.'' The teen said as he got off the bed and reached for the baseball bat by the door before handing it over to Scott, the later looked at his friend before giving a firm nod and they headed out to the wraparound porch to investigate what could have caused the creepy creaking sounds.

Making sure to stay behind his friend who was holding their only weapon, the pale green-eyed teen made sure to keep his eyes in every direction to make sure nothing would suddenly jump out and attack them from behind. Scott was doing the same, his hands clutching the bat hard while holding it in a position so he would be ready to swing it at any possible danger. The two walked around the porch before suddenly stopping as a sound of leaves being rustled was heard from the edge of the house, the two slowly but carefully inched towards the edge.

''AAHHH!'' three male voices cried out in unison, all startled by the other. Wait, three? Out of nowhere, a teenage boy with a buzz cut appeared hanging upside down from the porch roof efficiently startling the two positioned on the porch. The one who'd suddenly appeared from the porch roof seemingly startled by the fact that Scott almost hit him with the bat, lucky for them all Scott had stopped mid-swing just before the bat would hit the hanging body.

''Stiles what the hell are you doing!?'' Scott exclaimed as he realized just who was hanging upside down from his porch roof, the blonde haired teen just sighed in relief as he ran a slightly shaky hand through his short cut hair.

''You wouldn't answer your phone!'' Stiles replied hurriedly before turning his gaze to the bat still clutched in Scotts' hands,''Why do you have a bat?'' He asked with a frown while motioning with his hands towards the bat.

''We thought you were a thief or something,'' The green-eyed teen explained as he walked up to stand beside Scott who was breathing rather hard from the sudden scare, well they both were breathing rather quickly.

''A thi- what? Hey I know it's late but you got to hear this, saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called, they're bringing in every officer from the Beacon department and even state police.'' Stiles explained while still hanging upside down, his arms hanging limply under him and the green-eyed teen couldn't help but wonder exactly how Stiles was able to do that without falling down.

''For what?'' Scott asked he was curious to just what could have caused such an emergency that needed so many cops so late at night.

''They found a dead body in the woods,'' said Stiles as he leaned up to grip the roof with his hands and made a kind of flip before letting go and fell to the ground, amazingly landing on his feet on the grass. Impressive.

''A dead body?'' Scott asked both excited and cautious, the pale green-eyed teen wanted to groan at the stupid reaction. They were talking about a dead body, what was there to be so excited about?

''No, the emergency is about a healthy woman drinking too hot tea... Of course, it's a dead body.'' The pale green-eyed teen sassed as he watched Stiles climb over the porch fence to get to where they were standing, the blonde didn't miss the glare Scott sent him.

''You mean like murdered?'' Scott asked while turning to Stiles, the later now stood in front of them with his legs slightly spread and his hands on his hips.

''Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties...'' Stiles explained making the pale green-eyed teen frown, probably?.

''If they found the body, then what's the emergency?'' He asked and Stiles suddenly got that very excited with a smudge of mischievous look all over his face, as if he was going to reveal something really cool.

''That's the best part... They only found half,'' he explained, nodding as he looked at his two friends who sighed knowing what was coming. ''Scott, Mickey we're going.'' He left no room for any disagreements.

IN THE WOODS

After putting on a large gray hoodie, Mickey followed his two best friends to Stiles beat up old jeep which they then drove to the Beacon Hills preserve with a sign ''No entry after dark'' on. As always the three didn't so much as spare the sign a single glance as they parked right in front of it, right before the chains that had been set up to block the entryway. So they would need to go by foot, Mickey concluded as he stepped out after Scott who'd been seated beside Stiles who drove.

''We're seriously doing this?'' Scott asked as he looked at Stiles with an uncertain look in his eyes, Mickey too looked at Stiles but his pale green eyes held nothing but excitement now as they'd arrived. Maybe going hunting for a dead body could be exciting, just maybe.

''You're the one who always bitches that nothing happens in this town!'' Stiles exclaimed as he lit up a flashlight and walked up to Scott and Mickey who was now standing in front of the old jeep, Mickey smirked at his friend as he put a reassuring hand on Scott's shoulder. Stiles just walked past them with no care for what could be the consequences of walking into the wood at night, especially when the forest was filled with cops looking for a dead body.

''I was just trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow...'' Scott argued as he let his hands fly out from his sides, his argument fell on dead ears as Stiles kept on walking. Mickey didn't comment as he quickly jogged after Stiles, the smirk hadn't left his lips.

''Right, because, sitting on the bench is such a growing effort...'' That was definitely Stiles mocking his friend who'd been benched the entirety of the last season, Mickey would definitely snort if it wasn't for the look Scott sent him. The you-dare-to-laugh-and-I-will-make-you-sleep-on-the-floor, look that always made Mickey step back. The floor is too cold and uncomfortable, he'd rather not give up on the bed just for a short-lived laugh.

''No, because... I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line...'' the curly brown haired teen argued, his red hood covering most of his hair and his hands stuffed deep down his pockets. Stiles was walking in front of them with the flashlight while Mickey held back to walk beside Scott, he regretted not bringing a beanie as his ears started to sting from the cold.

''It's good to have dreams, I'm rooting for ya,'' Mickey said as he smirked at his friend, Scott just rolled his eyes but he couldn't hold back his own smile. The later than turned his attention back to Stiles, still walking in front of them.

''Just asking by curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?'' Scott suddenly asked perking even Mickey's curiosity, Stiles went quiet as his steps slowed.

''Huh... I didn't even think about that.'' he realized as he kept on walking, Mickey snorted.

''Do you ever think before acting?'' he asked earning a big grin and a shove on the shoulder from his friend with a buzz cut, Scott just rolled his eyes at the two before tilting his head to look at the moon.

''And er... What if the one who killed the body is still out here?'' Scott said as the smile disappeared from his lips, his question made Mickey flinch while Stiles nodded in agreement.

''Also something I didn't think about!'' He confessed Mickey wanted to strangle his friend for not using his brain. This could be the death of all three of them and Mickey would've wanted to live to at least his twenties, was that much for a wich? His thoughts got interrupted as he started climbing up a small hill, Mickey slowed down so he could hold pace with Scott who was struggling while out of breath because of his asthma.

''It's comforting to know that you planned this up with your usual attention to details!'' Scott breathed out between gasps for air as he looked up at Stiles who'd already reached the top and was reaching out to give Mickey a hand, the later did not hesitate to take the offered help. Letting Stiles do all the work to drag him up the last bit to the top, Scott was close behind.

''He likes to brag about how he always comes up with the plans, don't flatter him too much,'' Mickey teased, agreeing with Scott on his former statement. Stiles just huffed as he turned to see Scott breathing painfully while taking up his inhaler, inhaling from it quickly soothed his pained breath.

''Maybe the asthmatic should be the one who holds the flashlight, huh?'' Scott asked while taking another breath of the inhaler, Mickey looked at his friend with sympathy.

It was when they reached the final top of the hill they noticed the police officers who were searching the forest for the remaining half of the body, they quickly hurried to scramble for cover as to not be seen by the patrol. Stiles down first, Mickey beside him and Scott more or less falling with a hard 'thump' beside Mickey who bit his hoodie sleeve to hold back a laugh. They all watched as the officers walked towards their hiding place.

''Okay, come on!'' Stiles suddenly exclaimed as he got off the ground and started running towards the direction of the officers, Mickey not really knowing what to do just followed.

''Mickey, Stiles!'' Scott could be heard shouting from behind but Mickey assumed that the curly brown haired teen would be right behind them, the sound of 'wait up!' and the shouting of their names proved his point.

Mickey didn't look back as he followed close behind Stiles as they ran through the bushes and tried to avoid running into any of the trees. When Stiles then suddenly stopped, Mickey accidentally ran straight into him but quickly got back his footing as he took hold of Stiles' shoulder to make sure so none of them would get sent to the ground. He smirked sheepishly as Stiles glared at him when they suddenly heard the sound of a low growl really closed to them, both turning around only to get blinded by the light of a flashlight straight in their faces. Mickey may have been fast enough to stop his friend last time but this time, he had no time to stop his friends fall as Stiles flew down on the ground from shock. Mickey remained standing but did take a quick step back, sighing when he noticed that it was only one of the officers.

''Stay right there!'' The officer shouted as he held back his dog from biting Stiles who was sprawled out on the forest floor, Mickey unconsciously took a step closer to Stiles and with his foot pushed Stiles leg away from the still barking and pulling dog. The officer was scowling as he did his best to hold back the dog, Mickey didn't trust the dog not to bite his friend.

''Hang on, hang on... These little delinquents belong to me.'' came the familiar voice of Sheriff Stilinski and it quickly followed by the appearance of papa Stilinski who frowned at the two teens in front of him, Stiles who'd with the help of Mickey had gotten back to his feet was holding his hands in front of him as if it would protect him from the angry dog.

''Dad, how you're doing?'' he asked while squinting his eyes, the sudden flash from the officers' flashlight must have shocked him pretty badly. Mickey kept quiet and instead just nodded a greeting, didn't want to get on the sheriffs' bad side as the man had a really comfortable sofa.

''So do you, listen to all my phone calls?'' The sheriff asked while looking at his son with a pointed look, Mickey bit his lower lip as he shifted weight back and forth restlessly.

''No! ... Not the boring ones...'' Stiles explained but then realized what he was saying and shut his mouth, the sheriff just sighed and nodded before looking at the two boys in front of him thoughtfully.

''I see you've brought Mickey but where's your other usual partner in crime?'' he asked while looking around the area around the two teens, Stiles scratched the back of his head nervously. Mickey once again remained quiet, letting Stiles deal with the sheriff.

''Who, Scott? Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night sleep before the first day of school tomorrow. There's just us... In the woods...'' Stiles explained but got more unsure towards the end of his explanation, Mickey glanced at him while silently telling him to just shut up already.

''Scott you're out there? Scott?'' The sheriff shouted as he lit the woods with his flashlight, he got no response. Turning off the flashlight, he took a firm grip of each teens shoulder. ''Well young men, I'm gonna walk you back to Stiles car, and you two and I, we're gonna have a discussion about something called a violation of privacy,'' he said with gritted teeth as he led them back towards were Stiles car had been parked.

After a very long and boring scolding from the sheriff, the two teens were finally allowed back into the beat up jeep on the terms that they drove straight back to the Stilinski house. Mickey who was seated with his forehead resting against the car door window, sighed tiredly, his pale green eyes gazing out at the trees as they swooped past.

''You think Scott's alright out there?'' he asked Stiles who'd been rather quiet since they'd entered the car, the teen with buzz cut styled hair shrugged as he leaned forward to turn on the radio.

''Of course, he is, he probably went straight back home after my dad caught us.'' He said in a reassuring tone, Mickey decided to believe his words. He let himself doze off to the light music from the radio, he was tired and easily fell asleep to the sound of the jeep's engine.