Disclaimer: I do not own any part of teen wolf. The only thing I own is Scout and her plotline. If I did own teen wolf, there would be queer women representation by now (preferably in the form of Malia Tate)
Also warning there are some mentions of suicide and gender dysphoria
Scout sat up quickly in her waiting room chair. How she had managed to fall asleep in the uncomfortable position she did was beyond her. But when she looked to her right and saw her boyfriend's position she figured it could have been worse.
Stiles Stilinski, her boyfriend of a year was lurched over two hospital chairs laying on his stomach with drool pooling out of his mouth. And oh God, Scout crossed her fingers and prayed he wasn't muttering what she thought he was.
"Oh your dirty." And that was it. Quickly glancing around to make sure no one was looking she took the bottom of her sneakers and kicked him swiftly off the chairs and then turned in the opposite direction as if she hadn't noticed he was there.
Scout Hampton had met Stiles Stilinski self proclaimed "king of the nerds" in ninth grade when, in an attempt to get Lydia Martin's attention, she tripped down the stairs and promptly fell on Stiles. The poor boy looked horror stricken as if he had never talked to another girl before in his entire life. But the two bonded over their mutual unrequited crushes on Lydia Martin and eventually grew to care for each other also.
The boy in question was currently flailing around on the floor like a cockroach after he hit it hard. After he had contained himself he sent a glare in Scout's direction and pouted "Seriously, was that necessary?"
Scout looked over at him in mock surprise as if she hadn't noticed him laying there before. She swiveled her head around to look behind her and then pointed her tiny finger at herself "Are you talking to me?"
Stiles lunged off the floor with a grin and on top of Scout. With a squeal she tried, and failed to push him off.
One of the nurses passing by gave them an alarmed look and then exclaimed "The hospital is a place for respect and peace, not hooligans, contain yourselves before I have to ask you to leave!"
Scout looked up embarrassed from her place underneath Stiles. "Sorry, won't happen again." She chuckled awkwardly, as red as a tomato.
The nurse gave them both a fleeting look of disdain before turning around and walking back down the hallway.
As soon as the nurse was out of sight. Scout shoved Stiles hard to the floor and stuck her tongue out at him, crossing her arms.
"Really? Are you going to start this? Oh my god Scout, you started it!" Stiles huffed looking at Scout.
Scout gave Stiles an indignant look before turning her head up childishly.
Stiles stood up and said exasperated, as if this situation had occurred before, "I'll buy you candy from the vending machine."
Scout's head snapped back to Stiles immediately, her long pink hair swishing behind her, a shit eating grin upon her face "Okay." she replied sounding pleased.
Stiles smiled back at her amused before grabbing her hand and pulling her up out of her seat.
"You're the best." Scout announced cheekily walking towards the machine.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. As long as I buy you food." Stiles replied with a happy smirk.
"Get me a twix!" Scout said, her face pressed up against the glass of the vending machine.
"You have to move your big head first." Stiles answered playfully.
"Oops." Scout mumbled a light blush splattered across her cheeks.
Stiles put in his money and pressed the button for the Twix. The machine pushed the Twix forward but it didn't fall, it was stuck.
"Come on! You've got to be kidding me!" Scout growled.
"No, wait. I've got this," Stiles said confidently.
He wrapped his entire body around the machine before trying to shake it. Nothing happened.
Scout gave him an unamused look.
Stiles huffed in frustration before shaking the machine harder.
The machine swayed and Stiles scrambled to get out of the way before the entire thing toppled over, shattering the glass everywhere.
The two of them stood there in silence for a few seconds before turning and giving each other identical looks that said 'oh shit'.
"Okay, here's what were gonna do." Scout said a look of panic in her eyes. " We are gonna pretend like nothing happened, become spies, find the security footage, delete it, and blame it on someone else. Okay?
"I don't think thats gonna work." Stiles replied reluctantly.
"Yes it will! How do you know that?" Scout replied indignantly.
"Because you can't just become a spy Scout" Stiles yelled at her.
"Says who?"
"Says me."
Scout looked as if she was going to reply when they were interrupted by a blood curdling scream coming from the direction of Lydia Martin's room. They both briefly glanced at each other before stumbling over themselves in a rush to move towards it.
Scout sprinted, faster than Stiles, into Lydia's room. Looking around and finding no one, Scout called out in worry "Lydia?" before grabbing the door to the bathroom and finding it empty but the window open and the shower running.
She was soon joined by Sheriff Stilinski, Nurse McCall, and Stiles. The only person who was missing was Lydia herself.
Sheriff Stilinski, Nurse McCall, and Mr Martin were standing in the hallway, discussing Lydia Martin's whereabouts.
"Naked, as in nude?" Sheriff Stilinski asked incredulously.
"I'm pretty sure they mean the same thing, but, yes, as far as we know, she left her clothing optional." Mrs. McCall told him
'"All right, you checked the whole hospital right?" Stilinski questioned.
"Every last corner." Mrs McCall answered.
"All right, lets get an APB out on a missing 16 year old redhead, any other descriptors?"
"5'3, green-eyes, fair skinned, and her hair is actually strawberry blonde." Stiles and Scout finished together, appearing from some unseen corner.
"Oh is that right" Mr. Stilinski said sarcastically throwing them both a withering glare. Causing Scout to push Stiles in front of her like a human shield. Mr Stilinski grabbed the back of both of their necks and steered them away from Mr. Martin.
"What the hell are you two still doing here?" Sheriff Stilinski asked in a harsh whisper.
"Umm... providing moral support?" Scout squeaked out as more of a question than an answer.
Stilinski's glare softened when he glanced at Scout. But nonetheless he still pushed the two of them both out the door of the hospital. "Yeah well go be moral support at home."
Scout started to protest before Stiles grabbed Scout's wrist, leading her towards the exit.
"Yeah, okay." Stiles said nodding his head. "Will do pops see you at the house." he chuckled nervously
Scout opened the door to Roscoe and threw Lydia's bloody hospital gown at Scott and then proceeded to climb over him in an effort to get into the back.
'Well hello to you too." Scott said spitting out pink hair that was being smushed into his face.
"Sorry Scott" Scout said distractedly not sounding sorry at all.
"Alright, alright can we go now?" Stiles said climbing into the jeep. "It's supposed to be below 30 degrees tonight and Lydia will kill us if she loses a finger to hypothermia so sniff the hospital gown so you can find her like a good little bloodhound."
At that comment Scott glared at Stiles, but nonetheless started the car.
He was about to back out when Allison Argent came running towards them.
"Allison? What are you doing here?" Scott asked glancing around nervously. Probably looking for Allison's psychopathic family who wanted him dead."Someone could see us."
"I don't care. She is my best friend and we need to find her before they do." Allison stated stubbornly
"I can find her before the cops do ." Scott said unblinking.
"Yeah, well what about before her parents do?" Scout offered sticking her head between the two front seats. Blushing when she made eye contact with Allison.
Scout still sometimes got nervous and shy around Allison because when Lydia first introduced her new little projects to each other Scout had stumbled across her words trying to get out how pretty she thought Allison looked. Allison turned bright red and told Scout that while she was sweet and very pretty she kind of already seeing Scott.
Even after explaining that she genuinely wasn't trying to come onto Allison. Scout still couldn't quite look her in the eyes.
"Yeah I just saw my dad and three other guys leave my house in two SUV's." Allison agreed, already getting into Stiles car
"Like a search party?" Stiles suggested.
"More like a hunting party." answered Allison grimly from the back seat.
"Ok, didn't I tell you guys the last time that we went searching through the woods at night that it would be the last time I did?" Scout whispered trying to keep up with the rest of the group. Allison glanced back at her weirdly before shaking her head and continuing on.
Suddenly Scott paused causing Scout to ram into the back of him.
"This is where the scent leads." Scott stated stopping in front of Derek Hale's old burned down house.
"Why would she come to this creepy place?" Scout asked before rushing forward to clasp Stile's hand.
"Maybe she was acting on instinct or something."Allison suggested from beside her. "like she was looking for Derek or an alpha."
"Woah, hey look at this!" Stiles exclaimed letting go of Scout's hand and kneeling down next to a metal wire coming from the ground. "I think it's a trip wire."
"Pull it!" Scout called excitedly.
When Stiles did this Scout felt Scott take his hand off from where it was resting on her back. When she turned around to look at him she let out a startled laugh. Scott was hanging in the air suspended by his feet.
"Hey Stiles?" Scott called out as Scout snickered at him.
"Yeah buddy?" Stiles answered finally turning around and seeing Scott hanging in the middle of the air
"Next time you see a trip wire. Don't trip it." Scott answered unamused.
"Ok, noted." Stiles said moving forward to help Scott down.
Allison made eye contact with Scout and the two of them had to work harder to keep their giggles in.
"Wait, wait,wait. Someone's coming" Scott whispered panicked."Hide."
For a moment Allison, Stiles, and Scout just hovered glancing around at each other before Scott ordered more urgently "Go!"
Stiles grabbed both of the girls and pulled them along to hide behind some trees distance away from where Scott was hanging so that they were far enough that whoever was coming couldn't see them but so that they could still see Scott.
When Mr. Argent and his lackeys appeared Scout wasn't surprised it was them. She could see Scott having a conversation with him, while still hanging upside down, but couldn't hear what they were saying.
Allison looked nervous and alarmed from her place, pressed up against Scout.
Once they were sure that the Argents were gone Scout, Stiles, and Allison all ran to help get Scott down from the swinging death trap.
Scout pulled out a pocket knife and kneeled down next the trip wire.
"Here Stiles come help me with this." She ordered but when they heard a thump they turned back around and Scott was standing up and smirking at them.
"Thanks, but I think I got it" Scott told them smugly.
"Yeah, okay." Scout said shrugging and walking back to the jeep in pace with him.
All while Stiles and Allison both stared after him in shock still.