Bravely Courageous

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Maggie, feeling like something was weirdly wrong, ran to Scott's and banged on the door.

Melissa frowned. "Maggie, are you-"

The blonde cut her off. "I'm fully aware of how late it is, but I need to talk to Scott right now."

"He's asleep."

"Melissa, please," she said in a desperate tone.

Melissa nodded. "Okay. Come on in."

Scott woke up to a ringing phone and saw Maggie in the doorway to his room and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Answer your phone," Maggie ordered.

Scott did as she said.

Stiles' voice came through. "Scott, Maggie, I don't, I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here. I think I was sleepwalking."

Maggie sucked in a breath. "Where are you? What do you see?"

He answered in a panicked voice, "Ah, it's dark. It's hard to see. I think there's something wrong with my-"

The call ended and Maggie grabbed Scott's phone and called Stiles again. Voicemail. "Come on, Stiles. Answer. Please." She called again, and got his voicemail a second time.

Scott muttered, "God, come on. Come on."

The call finally connected and he said, "Stiles?"

"Scott, Maggie, I don't think I can get out of here. I can't move."

"Where are you?" Maggie asked again. "Stiles, tell us. Please."

Stiles' voice remained panicked. "I don't know. I don't know, it's too dark. I can't see much and something's wrong with my leg. It's stuck on something. And it's... I think it's bleeding."

Maggie began shaking and she tried calming herself. "How bad is it? Stiles. How bad?" He didn't answer. "Stiles, come on. Answer me. Can you hear me?"

He finally answered. "Ah, there's some kind of smell down here. Something smells terrible. It's brutal. My eyes are watering."

"Okay, listen," Scott said. "I'm calling your dad."

"No, no, no, no, don't."

"But your dad-"

"Don't. Just please don't call him. Same goes for you, Maggie. Promise me you won't. He already worries about me too much. Scott, please."

Maggie shook her head. "He can help, Stiles."

Stiles started sniffling. "No, no, no, just please." His sniffles grew louder and he calmed himself down. "Please don't call him or her. Come find me. You can do it. He doesn't have to know. Scott, you can find me."

Scott glanced to Maggie. "I don't know if I can do this."

Maggie glanced at her friend. "We will."

Stiles suddenly said, "Oh, I gotta call you back. I have to turn my phone off."

"Stiles, no! Wait!" Maggie cried.

"I'm gonna call you back."

"Hold on, Stiles, wait. Hold on, man," Scott said.

Stiles hung up and she turned to Scott. "I'm going to Stiles' to see if I can find anything."

"Maggie, Isaac and I going that way too."

"Meet me there then."

Maggie sent a message to her brother and raced to the Stilinski household and ran up to Stiles' room.