Teen Wolf Imagines

Eichen House

Pairing: Stiles x reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Stiles, Y/N, Scott

T/W: mention of extreme anxiety

Description: Stiles has to find a way to rescue Y/N from Eichen House

"WE NEED TO GER HER OUT OF THERE, NOW!"

Stiles has been pacing the floor for the past half an hour, ever since he found out you were taken to Eichen House. He sat on the edge of Scott's bed and held his head in his hands, tears springing to his eyes. "Please guys, she doesn't deserve to be in that place. God knows what they're doing to her."

Scott could feel the sadness and anxiety coming off his best friend in waves. He hated seeing Stiles like this. The only thing he could do was take control of the situation and devise a plan to get you out of Eichen House. Scott walked forward and placed a comforting hand on Stiles' shoulder. "Don't worry, Stiles. We will get her back. She's important to all of us."

Scott walked to the centre of his bedroom to address the rest of the pack. "Alright, guys. We need to come up with a foolproof plan to get Y/N out. We've only got one chance to do it, so let's do it right. Let's bring Y/N back to us."

Screaming. That was all Stiles heard as he made his way down a hallway. At his side was Scott and Derek, helping to track down your position. Kira and Malia were standing guard at the entrance of the hallway, whilst Lydia had shut off all of the electricity as a distraction.

Stiles buckled as he heard another ear piercing scream. He covered his ears with his hands and backed up against the wall, letting out quiet sobs. "C'mon, Stiles. We're close. Really close. Don't give up, she needs you." Stiles took a big breath to steady his nerves and stood up, giving Scott a thankful glance.

Footsteps sounded at the other end of the hallway. In a panic, Scott, Stiles and Derek lumbered into the closest room in an effort to not be seen. They all let out a sigh of relief and turned around to explore the room. Scott and Derek both began to sniff loudly, indicating they could smell your scent. "Stiles, she's really close now. Her scent is stronger than ever."

Stiles searched high and low in the room but found absolutely nothing. "I don't understand, where in the hell is she? I thought you said that she was close!" Stiles grabbed Scott's shirt and pushed him against the wall. Derek cleared his throat and motioned to a hidden door behind a cabinet. Immediately, Stiles' hands fell to his sides and he made his way into the hidden room, pushing Derek aside.

You heard footsteps outside of the room and immediately began to quake with fear. Two days. It had been two days since you were checked into Eichen House. You had heard stories about Eichen from Stiles and other people, but you never expected it to be like this.

You were suffering from hallucinations and extreme anxiety and wanted a safe place where you could recover. Sadly, as you found out, that would not be happening.

You were strapped to a gurney, unable to move whilst the 'doctors' performed experiments on you. Tears spilled out of your eyes when the doorknob began to move. You closed your eyes and began to sob. "Please, no more. I can't handle anymore. I just want to go home."

You felt two warm hands cradle your face. Opening your eyes warily, you seen Stiles, your knight in shining flannel. He unstrapped you from the gurney and pulled you into a hug. "I'm here now, I'm taking you home. Nobody's ever gonna hurt you again, trust me." Stiles cradled your face and brought you in for a passionate kiss.

Scott and Derek came running in, yelling about needing to go. Stiles scooped you up into his arms and followed the two wolves, being careful not to hurt you.

The images of the frightening events were permanently engraved into your memories. Every time you closed your eyes, you relived every second. Tears began streaming down your face as you began to sob silently. "Y/N? What's the matter, baby?"

Stiles walked into the room and sat down beside you, pulling you into his side. You buried your face into his chest and let out almighty sobs. Everything that had happened all came out in that moment. "It's alright now, sweetheart. You're safe. I'm going to help you through this, mark my words. I love you, Y/N L/N, and nobody is ever going to harm you again."

Stiles kissed the top of your head and began to stroke your hair, an action that immediately calmed you. After a few minutes, Stiles heard little snores coming from you and smiled slightly before cradling you in his arms and falling asleep.