Stiles was pacing around his room. It had been two weeks since the Nogitsune took over his life and sent his world crashing down. Scott tried to keep him busy with Lacrosse practice, and then there was Lydia. He was pretty sure that she would never let him out of her sight. The worst part about that was if this would have been 4 months ago he wouldn't have minded but now he doesn't want her hovering, or even talking really.

Before the Nogitsune, Stiles had been seeing a girl. She wasn't just any girl though. She was Derek Hale's half sister - Eva. No one knew she was a Hale until she told them. Everyone had always known her as Eva Ward. Stiles bumped into her and started this spiral of emotion. No longer did he feel bound to be obsessed with Lydia, he was wrapped up in Eva. It was hard keeping their relationship from Derek. Stiles wasn't on Derek's #1 fan list, but when the news broke that they had been dating Derek took it surprisingly well. At least he didn't break any of Stiles' bones, he just gave him a black eye. Which Eva made up for. Everything was going great. Stiles felt like there was actually some girl in this world that felt about him the way he had felt about Lydia.

Deaton once told Scott something about regression to the mean. Everything was great, then Jennifer kidnapped the Sheriff, Melissa, and Chris. Anything that was good started crashing down from there. Stiles became possessed, Allison died, and the Nogitsune tore Eva away from Stiles. After destroying the Nogitsune and trapping the spirit Lydia became obsessed with Stiles, but to her surprise he was not showing the same response to her. It was like he was still living a nightmare.

Stiles had gotten a good nights sleep the night that the Nogitsune was destroyed, but that was the last time he slept well. After waking the morning after he found that no one could find Eva. Scott knew she was injured at some point but when they went to look for her she was gone. Stiles texted, called and left voicemail after voicemail. But there was nothing. She wasn't supernatural, she was just like him - human.

Stiles kept pacing, even lacrosse practice couldn't keep his mind off of his missing girlfriend. No one would let him leave to try to find her so he was stuck pacing in his room while Derek scoured the earth. So he paced. Back and forth. Stiles hadn't even taken off his vans. Occasionally he would check his phone for an update, or the hopeful text from Eva but there was nothing. His mood was like acid today, so everyone including the Sheriff left him to his worrying.

As the boy strode back and forth his anger brimmed over. Why is she ignoring me? Please be okay. His mind could only find bad situations. Always expect the worst. He began writing notes on his board, then he would pace. Warring with himself, his anxiety was brimming, and he was exhausted but he couldn't sit. When was the last time I took my adderall? His mind couldn't focus on one thought process. He almost jumped out of his Khaki's when his phone buzzed. It was Scott telling him that Derek had so far come up empty on their only lead. Stiles snapped, throwing the phone across the room, slamming his fists into the board and yelling.

"Where the hell are you?!" The exertion of so much energy left him slightly winded. The boy threaded his long fingers together on the top of his head trying to take deep breathes. His voice a little quieter and almost painful, "Why aren't you talking to me."

"Stiles." The voice was quiet but scared. The sound hit him right in the stomach knocking the air from his lungs. This is my imagination I am sure of it. His amber eyes looked to the doorway where the sound came from. Before him stood a thin dark haired girl shivering from the rain soaked hoodie.
"Eva?!" His feet were moving before he could tell them to. His now shaking hands pulled her small frame into him and he held on to her like she was going to vanish into thin air. His heart was threatening to beat right out of his chest. When she pulled away slightly Stiles crushed his lips to hers. It was an attempt to smother a panic attack and to do what he should have done weeks ago.
"Stiles…"
"Eva where have you been? Does anyone know you are here?" Instinctively he looked toward his phone. Knowing Derek might kill him if he didn't know she was safe in the Stilinski house.
"I'm… I'm okay. No one knows. Please don't tell anyone yet."
"Why?" He was confused. Then the anxiety crept up into his stomach again, then it flooded to his throat when she almost completely pulled away from him. His one saving grace was her fingers were twisted in his. Eva walked passed him and sat down on the bed, pulling Stiles with her. His eyes bore into her, his heart racing faster with each silent moment.

"I wanted to talk to you first, see you first before everyone else flocks over me."
"Where have you been, why haven't you answered your phone?"
"Stiles I've been in a hospital, and my phone was off."
"For two weeks?" His voice raised a little louder than it should have. "I'm sorry." Realizing he said this for more than one reason.
"Here let me show you." Eva stood lifting the hem of her shirt donning a pink scar on her right abdomen. Stiles' heart jumped into his throat. If he wasn't careful the anxiety was going to give him nausea.
"I… I did that?" His voice shaking like his hands were.
"No, I had been hurt yeah, but my appendix burst. I was in ICU for 2 weeks they wouldn't let me have my phone. Finally I got it and checked my messages. Every word coming from you tore through me." She stood before the boy his eyes still focused on the scar. Stiles took a deep breathe then tried to steady his hands as he pulled the hem of Eva's shirt back down resting his hands on her hips. He could feel the tears pricking at his eyes. All his anger and panic finally turning to relief. Stiles swiftly pulled her onto his lap curling her body into his embrace and burying his nose in her hair. "Don't you ever do that to me again." His voice strangled. Eva let out a little laugh.

They sat there in the moment, Stiles trying to absorb every scent, sound and touch while Eva relaxed into his arms. Both of their stomachs dropped when they heard the slam of a car door, and the separate roar of an engine. It was a engine that made Stiles almost jump from his seat.
It was Derek.