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Summary: Scott has lost alot in his life and he will stop at nothing to get a second chance. So when his cousin Bucky calls with a way to do just that, he can’t help but jump at the opportunity.
A/N: Welcome to the first part of Scott’s story in my Serial Killer AU, if you’d like to read the other stories, please click here. Thank you to @navybrat817 for helping me form the idea for Scott’s storyline and for letting me scream at her about it and to @sparkledfirecracker for reading it over for me. Love you both❤️ All mistakes are my own.
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“Lee, I told you not to call me at work,” Scott huffed into the phone, trying to keep his voice down. His assistant was super nosy and Scott tried to keep his connection to the Sheriff and his cousin Bucky on the down-low.
“I know Scott,” Lee replied in a haughty tone, “But I believe you said and I quote ‘if you ever find someone that looks like her to call you right away.”
This caught Scott’s attention and he sat up straighter at this news. He never thought this day would come. He stood up from his chair, and nonchalantly walked over to the door, shutting it firmly.
“What did you say?” Scott breathed into the phone.
“Y’heard me,” Lee bit out and Scott let out a shaky breath.
“Send me pictures,” Scott managed to get out before he hung up, collapsing down on the sofa. He rubbed absently at the spot where his wedding band had been until recently.
He had given up hope and figured it was time to remove it. His phone chimed and Scott fumbled clumsily to swipe open the screen.
His breath caught as he pulled up the first photo. You looked just like her. Sure you weren’t in the best conditions, your face covered in dirt, clothes ratter and matted but the resemblance was uncanny.
Scott’s thumbs raced over the screen after he got to the last photo, typing up a message to Lee. ‘I want her. Can I meet her?’
Lee responded immediately with a thumb’s up and time, along with coordinates. Scott slumped back in his seat for a moment before getting up to continue his work.
