𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐲 ▷ Stiles Stilinski¹

68|four hours

And we're back! Thanks for sticking with me, further info will be in the next author's note!

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It had been just under sixteen hours and Lydia, Isaac, Doctor Deaton and I all stood waiting for Stiles, Scott and Allison to get back still. I was beginning to get worried that they weren't going to wake up.

I was sitting next to the tub that Stiles was in, holding his hand in mine. His skin was freezing and if he weren't dead, he'd be shivering.

Isaac had tried to get me to leave a few hours ago, but to no avail. I wasn't leaving Stiles' side; I knew he'd do the same for me. Lydia had went and got us all food but besides that, none of us had left the building.

"I need you to wake up, Stiles," I whispered. "You can't leave me here. Please."

I felt eyes on me as I spoke to him, but I didn't care. All that mattered was that Stiles, Scott and Allison woke up and knew where to find their parents.

Suddenly, one by one, they all burst from the tubs. Water went everywhere, covering the ground around them. I felt the water splash down on me, dampening my hair and clothes.

"I saw it!" Scott shouted as he climbed out of the tub. "I know where it is."

Stiles followed his lead and began to climb out, "We passed it. There's- there's a stump, this huge tree. Well, it's not huge anymore. It was cut down. But it's still big, though, very big."

"It was the night we were looking for the body."

"Yeah, the same night you were bit by Peter."

Allison was panting, climbing out of the tub. "I was there too, in the car with my mother. We almost hit someone."

Scott turned to Allison, face slack with shock, "It was me and Riley. You almost hit us. We can find it."

I thought back to that night. The alpha, being trampled, heading out to the road, almost being hit by that red car. Apparently, it had been Allison and her mother.

Deaton, Lydia, Isaac and I stayed silent, none of us really wanting to break the news to them.

When Allison asked what was wrong, Isaac shifted on his feet. "You guys were out a long time."

"How long is a long time?" Stiles asked, gazing down at me as he rested on the edge of the tub.

Tucking some hair behind my ear, I sat back so that I could look at him. "It was sixteen hours."

Scott glanced at all of us, shocked by my words. "We've been in the water for sixteen hours?"

"And the full moon rises in less than four," doctor Deaton pointed out.

Everyone just stared at each other for a moment, the reality of the situation setting in. We had four hours to find the Nemeton, before Ms Blake killed their parents. Four hours to save them.

"I have to go back to the Alphas," Scott said out of no where, getting ready to walk out.

Stiles was standing in front of him within seconds, "No, dude, you are not going back with them."

"I agree with Stiles," I nodded. "They can't be trusted. You know that."

"I made a deal with Deucalion," Scott replied simply. But it wasn't that simple. It never was in Beacon Hills. Yes, he had made a deal, but was honour worth risking his mother's life?

Stiles scoffed, "Does anyone else think that sounds a lot like a deal with the devil?"

"Why does it matter, anyway?" Isaac asked.