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chapter sixty five remembering you
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REMEMBERING STILES.
Though that had been the goal for Odessa Stone since realizing who Stiles exactly was to her, finally getting the chance to remember all of him was a bit scary for her. She was almost intimidated by the task of remembering everything. The good and the bad.
What if her mind had been playing tricks on her regarding her dreams of him? What if he wasn't who she thought he was? What if it didn't work? What would she do then? And while watching Scott break the vault door of the bunker, those negative thoughts only multiplied.
Odessa, Scott, Lydia and Malia all banded together determinedly down to the bunker where they knew of some kind of freezer to help regain their memory. However, they were on limited time due to the impending threat of the Ghost Riders finding them and taking them, making Beacon Hills the next ghost town. They all knew they needed to remember Stiles in the time space that Liam and Stilinski were giving them in their distraction.
The Stone was immensely happy for Stilinski for remembering his son. He looked as though the weight on his shoulders had dropped to completely nothing. He looked lighter, more content. Remembering Stiles did that to him. She just hoped that would happen to her and her friends as well.
She felt almost silly. Odessa had been the one time and time again to defend Stiles and the memory of him and now that she was finally going to fully remember him she was scared and afraid she was going to chicken out? She made a mental note to not let herself get into her own head, knowing it would only hold her back and distract her from the task at hand.
Odessa was going to remember Stiles, whether she was truly ready to or not.
Swallowing thickly, the blonde wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans as she watched Scott successfully open the door to the secluded room. Once everything was locked and they were somewhat protected in the bunker, the four teens walked closer to the person sized freezer, eyeing it warily.
"So, how cold does this thing get," Scott asked as they all surrounded the freezer.
Thoroughly observing the walk-in freezer, Odessa's brown eyes roamed up and down to assess exactly what they were working with. There were multiple random buttons and wires connected to it and Odessa had no one idea what any of them meant or what they could do. And she had a feeling her friends were in the same predicament she was in.
"Cold enough for a Hellhound," Lydia explained as simply as she could, knowing she could've dove deeper in what everything meant, "it's not the same as the ice bath you gave Isaac but, it can lower your core temperature past anything a human can survive."
