It's Always Been You || Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 102 - Werewolves of London

A knock on my hospital door has me turning and groaning with the stiffness of my neck as I look to the door.

Noah, with his hand on the edge of the door, smiles and walks into the room "Hey kid, how're you holding up?"

I make a face and lift my hand on my good arm up off the bed "They just gave me another round of the meds... so not too shabby at the moment, Mr. S."

He chuckles and sets his hands on his hips "Your mom just got out of surgery, she's resting now but they said she's going to be just fine– the bullet missed one of the main arteries."

I breathe out a sigh of relief, closing my eyes briefly before I look back at him "Good, that's good– what about the others?"

Noah clears his throat and and fills me in "Your dad is going to be fine, they transferred him to San Francisco Memorial. Mason and Lydia got out of surgery just before you did and they're both all right too– the bullets missed everything that matters."

Offering a grateful smile, I nod and drop my eyes down to my bandaged up thigh "How's Scotty?"

Noah sighs "He... well he's pretty upset. After he got an update on you and your mom, I let him know the whole department was gonna be on this to figure out who did this–"

Lifting my head back up, I make a noise because we all know who did this and Noah just raises his hands up to his sides "Yeah, I know we know– but" he points to the badge on his chest and raises his brows "Sheriff, kid... I have to find the proof to pin this on them, all right?"

The corners of my lips twitch and I nod "Sorry..."

"No, you are laying in hospital bed with two GSW's because of them– you have every right to be pissed as well, you all do, so what you don't need to say right now is sorry... my job is to protect you from this– I'm sorry, Addy."

I soften my face, shaking my head gently as I reassure him "Mr. S, I don't think anyone could have suspected they would have shot up our house. There were just as many humans there last night as supernaturals– they crossed a line."

He nods and stresses "I agree and I will get her to confess to either doing it or to knowing who orchestrated it."

"I know you will," I reply without missing a beat and Noah takes a moment before he clears his throat "I've been trying to get ahold of Stiles–"

I make a noise and draw my brows inwards "Oh no, please tell me he's not on a plane that he will have been fuming on for five hours before he gets here, knocking down that door in the process to yell at me?"

Noah snorts and shakes his head, making a little noise "He– uh he doesn't know. I haven't been able to get a call through to him that doesn't go straight to voicemail."

Nodding with his words, I recall the last conversation I had with him "He said service was going to be in and out for a few days while he was going to wherever he was going."

Noah sighs and rubs a hand over his face, moving over to the side of my bed and pulling a chair closer before he sits down "I know we agreed to leave him out of what's going on here for a few more days," he softens his face as he points towards me and my slinged up arm "Is that still the case? Because I'll tell him the rundown on everything so you don't have to."

I snort and lean my head back against my pillow more, rolling my head to face him "That's not going to stop him from being angry with me. He wanted me to leave, to make sure I wasn't going to get hurt in this city again and I asked him to trust me because I wanted to keep him safe."