Stiles:
My side exploded with pain and I scream. I hear fighting all around me, howls and growls, and screams from injured men.
I look down and see blood flooding into my shirt at an alarming rate. I look around to try and see what hit me and I see a man a few meters away with his gun still pointed at me and I knew what had happened.
He starts walking towards me but stops when he realises that I'm not healing, that I'm not a wolf. I start to slip into unconsciousness and I want to sleep, but something tells me that I should try to hold on a little longer. I think of those who would suffer, those who would be in grief if I went to sleep and went to my mum. I start slipping to the ground, the dirt and leaves from the floor of the woods is coming towards me very quickly, but I don't hit the ground.
I feel arms around me but I can't tell whose. I try to see their face but I black out before I get the chance.
Derek:
I hear a gunshot in the distance and then a scream a second later. I turn to the direction of the scream and see Stiles clutching his side. The smell of his blood hits me a moment later. I finish off the hunter I was fighting and race over to Stiles.
He drops to the ground and I catch him just before he collides with the forest floor. His eyes flutter closed but his heartbeat tells me that he's still alive, but barely.
The pack huddles around us and we all decide that Stiles needs to be taken to a hospital.
I run, faster than I've ever run. I listen to Stiles breathing and heart rate as I run, just to reassure me that he was alive.
Scott:
We all burst through the hospital doors with Derek carrying Stiles in his arms, bridal style. I reach my mum and quickly sum up what happened. "Hunter, Stiles, shot." Was all I managed to say to her. Doctors and nurses quickly surround us and get Stiles positioned on a gurney.
They don't know how bad it is yet because they aren't sure how far the bullet went through his body.
While the doctors do doctor-y things to Stiles, I decide to call the Sherriff and let him know all that happened to Stiles.
His father races into the hospital about 20 minutes later with a huge look of worry on his face. I calm him down well enough that he isn't practically leaping out of his skin to reach his son. I explain what happened in better detail to both the Sherriff and my mother because both explanations were very cryptic.
I told them of how we tracked a scent in the woods, we all insisted that Stiles didn't go but refused to take no for an answer, how Derek practically ordered Stiles to stay in the car, how Stiles is near the edge of the fighting with his bat, how we all heard his scream and Derek ran to him before he was on the ground, how we finished off the hunters who were unknown, and that we all ran much faster to get him here.
They both listened intently to my retelling of what happened in the woods.
Derek:
We were all told to wait outside as the doctors gave him an IV drip and a Blood drip in both arms. He seemed to have lost a lot of blood.
It was a while before a doctor came out, but when she did we all stood to our feet and practically demanded to know about how Stiles was doing.
They found that the bullet hadn't gone too far into his side and hadn't ruptured any vital organs. They did explain however that the bullet tore through some arteries and could have died if we didn't get him here as quick as we did. She also told us that he is very weak and will be out of it for a few days.
We all sighed with relief at knowing that Stiles was going to be alright.
A few of us were allowed in to see him the next day. The Sherriff, Scott, and I walked into his room. We saw Stiles' pale unconscious face resting peacefully to the side, the heart rate monitor beeping steadily, the IV drip still has a little bit left and is still in his arm.
The Sherriff sits on the chair next to the bed and watches his son's face for a while and holds his hand. Me and Scott sit towards the end of the room and stay to comfort the Sherriff.
We are all exhausted from not sleeping last night, and I eventually feel myself slipping into sleep.
Stiles:
Pain. That's the first thing I remember.
I am in unfamiliar surroundings; my eyes are still closed as it hurts to open them. Slowly my memory comes flooding back to me. I remember getting shot, and then nothing.
I hear people around me, but only a few, I don't know who they are but I hear heavy breathing to indicate someone sleeping, and then I hear the beeping. Why would there be a beeping noise in the middle of the woods? I think to myself. Slowly I start to open my eyes.
I see a room which is mostly white, I discover where the beeping is coming from. It's coming from a heart rate machine which is connected to me. My mind slowly pieces together that I am in a hospital. It makes sense really for me to be in a hospital considering I was shot.
I look around again and see my dad curled up in a chair, asleep. I also see Derek and Isaac, but they are in a conversation and don't notice me wake up. It must be an intense conversation because Derek's muscles are tense. I keep looking at them. Derek looks toward me and sees me awake.
He quickly jumps to his feet and calls my name, startling my dad awake.
"Oh, my god, Stiles. I'm so glad your awake!"
"You had us all really scared."
"Don't ever do that again!" All their voices are muddled together but I managed to understand what they were saying. After a little while, the chatter stops and they are all watching me. "Hey." I say, my voice a little croaky from not using it. "How long have I been out?" I ask.
No one answers for a moment. "How long?" I ask with more ferocity.
"Three days." Derek says to me.
"Three days!" I exclaim. "I've been unconscious for three days?!" They nod and I sink back onto the mattress, not even aware that I was on my elbows.
"Son, are you alright?" My father asks me. I breathe in deeply and nod.
"How did I get here though? All I remember is being shot." Derek explains to me what happened, the tension in his body visibly relaxing as he tells me that I'm going to be ok but I'm just gonna be here for a few days.
"How is everyone?" I ask.
"We had to take shifts watching you cause the Sherriff didn't want you to be alone." I glared at my dad at this statement. He raises his hands up in defeat.
"I was just worried about you son." I didn't even notice that Isaac was gone until he comes back in with the rest of the pack. Lots of people call my name and crowd around me. I see Scott, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Allison, Lydia, and surprisingly; Jackson.
All of them ask if I'm ok. I tell them I'm just a bit tired and they slowly leave the room and say that they will see me tomorrow. The only one's left are Derek and my dad. "I'll give you guys a minute to talk." My dad says and leaves the room. I swear that I can see a smirk on his face as he leaves.
We are silent for a while, Derek sitting in the chair next to my bed and looking at the floor and me looking at him wondering what he is going to say. I decide to speak first but Derek beats me to it. "How are you?" What a weird question to be asked by him. "I'm ok I guess (obvious lie)." I reply. He has an odd look on his face. "Ok not really."
"Are you in pain?" He asks.
"Just a little." He stands up and walks to me, grabs my hand and takes some of the pain away. I instantly feel better. "Thanks."
"Now that you are better. What on earth were you thinking!" He whacks me on the back of the head slightly. "You could have died, Stiles! You practically did die! Your heart beat was really slow."
"Wow didn't know you cared." I reply sarcastically, earning a patented-Derek-glare. That doesn't scare me anymore. "Alright, fine! I'll tell you!" He raises an eyebrow at me and I breath in deeply for a moment. "I raced out there to help you." He raises the other eyebrow. "You were busy and there was another hunter coming towards you that you didn't notice, so I raced out there but he shot me on the way because he thought I was a werewolf and I think I remember him running off because he saw that I wasn't healing and realised that I wasn't." I say that all without a breath.
"You ran out there for me?" He asks sceptically. I nod. "Why?"
"Because I didn't want you getting even more hurt that you already were." He drops his arms to his side. "Any of you" I add quickly.
"Are you sure it was all of us, or just me that you didn't want getting hurt?"
"Any of you guys." I reply to quickly and realise my mistake.
"I'm pretty sure I just heard your heart rate go up a little to indicate a lie." I breathe heavily as he stands closer to me. "Do you know what you are smelling like right now?" I shake my head. "You smell like you love someone." He says stepping even closer. "I am also sure that the person you love is in this room and maybe they like you back."
"Wait, what?" I reply in disbelief. Holy shit, Derek likes me back! WTF?
"What would you do if the person you liked, kissed you?" My heart beat on the machine quickens. I get up and sit at the top of the bed as Derek leans down to be level with my face. "What would you do, Stiles?"
"Probably kiss them back." I lean towards him and our lips lock in a slow kiss.
Scott:
I listen in to them in Stiles' hospital room but quickly tune out my werewolf hearing when Stiles said that he would kiss him back.
I lean towards the rest of the pack and say to them; "Guys, I think there kissing!" I get a lot of questioning looks as we all thought that they hated each other. All the werewolves listen in to the room. We all look back to each other and tell the non-werewolves of the pack that they did indeed kiss. We all look like we are in shock but even if we aren't all our scents indicate a heavy amount of shock.
"Why would they kiss, I thought they hated each other?" Erica asks to the group.
"Apparently not." Isaac say.
"I knew it!" Exclaims Lydia quietly. How did Lydia know before us? We all look at her. "What? You guys know that I have a very perceptive eye for this kind of thing." She's got a point. She does.
"Wait, you knew and you didn't say anything?" Allison asks her.
"I wanted them to tell us first, besides they had to actually engage in their relationship first before they told us." She says back to her. Fair enough.
Derek:
Oh. My. God! I'm kissing Stiles! I never thought this would happen! I can't believe that I am kissing Stiles!
We stay connected for a little while but we eventually stop and lean away from each other. "That was… Wow" Stiles says to me.
"Shall we do that again?" I ask. He nods and leans back into me. We have a more passionate kiss. I sit on the bed to be in a more comfortable position. He wraps his hand around my neck and brings me closer to him. He opens his mouth to grant me entrance into his mouth, I happily oblige.
We make-out for a while until I notice that Stiles is still tired and lean away from him, urging him to sleep. "Stiles, you are exhausted, go to sleep." I say to him.
"M'fine." He replies sleepily, "Alright, maybe a little sleep." He curls down onto my chest and falls to sleep within minutes. The rhythmic beat of his heart and his breath slowly sends me off to sleep.
Sherriff:
It has been a while since I left Derek in there with Stiles. I figured out a while ago that they liked each other even if I had not known Derek very well. I decide to go in there and check on them.
I walk to the door hesitantly pondering if I should go in. I stand there for a little while with my hand on the door knob, I open it slowly glancing into the room and see Stiles and Derek curled up in Stiles hospital bed asleep.
I leave and let the others know not to go in there for a while and just let them sleep.
Stiles:
I wake up in Derek's arms, which is weird cause I thought he would have left by now until I look at him and realise that he's still sleeping. Weird. I hit his arm softly to get him to wake up. He snorts as he wakes and I stifle a laugh. "What's happening?" He asks sleepily.
"Nothing. But it's like," I glance to the clock on the wall, "11am."
"Ugh. Alright I'm up." He leans up onto his elbows and I sit with my back on the headboard.
Scott and Isaac come in a few minutes later. "Well, finally!" Scott exclaims.
"We thought you guys were gonna sleep forever." Isaac tells us. "Like seriously you guys, you were asleep since at least 9 last night."
"Wow," Derek says, "Guess we were tired." They seat themselves in the chairs near my bed with me and Derek still on it. We talk about what happened after the hunters were gone and who was taking shifts watching over me, they told me that I had surgery to get that bullet out, they told me that the doctors told them that was an odd colour and it looked slightly purple.
I clicked my fingers together, "Guys, it was probably laced with wolfsbane, which was another reason why that hunter ran off." I waited a moment for them to get it, I sighed when they didn't. "Nothing happened to me because I'm not a werewolf so the wolfsbane wouldn't have affected me in anyway." They realise what I'm trying to say and I throw my head back because they finally understand. "Thank you!" I raise my arms to get the point across.
"But, I don't get it, none of the other bullets were laced with wolfsbane." Scott said into the room, waiting for anyone to answer.
"Well, maybe that guy was the leader?" Isaac questioned.
"Maybe." Derek mumbled knowing full-well that we would hear him. We all sat there in each-others presence until a nurse came in and added another IV drip because the one I had was going to run out soon. They kept talking to me about what they did afterwards, they told me that my dad has been by my bed most of the time I was sleeping, and how Derek was also in here a lot of the time. He looked down to the floor and I could have sworn that I saw his cheeks turn a slight pink. Wait, is Derek blushing! OMG! He is blushing! I thought he was a big bad broody Alpha! OMG so cute!
Sherriff:
The others had finally convinced me to go home and take a shower, continue with life, and that they would call or text me if there were any changes or if Stiles was let out.
I walked into the station and into my office. A little bit later Parrish come in to my office. "What are you doing here, Sherriff? I thought you weren't going to come in for another few days." He looks at me with concern.
"Well Stiles' friends told me that they would call or text me if anything happened to him and they convinced me to come also take a shower because I am pretty sure I didn't smell great, considering that I was in the hospital for like 4 days straight."
He shrugs, "Fair enough, good to have you back Sherriff." I continue working for a few hours until I get a text.
Scott: It's Stiles
Sherriff: What's happened?
Scott: We don't really know he just started seizing and convulsing in his bed
Sherriff: What!?
Scott: The doctors are in there now, don't worry Sherriff he is going to be fine. They figured out what was wrong and fixed him up
Sherriff: Well, what happened?
Scott: I don't know for sure but the IV drip they had him connected to had some weird clear liquid in it, it looked exactly like what they usually have in one and none of us could tell the difference
Sherriff: alright well let me know if anything changes.
Scott: I will
I worry about him for the rest of the day until my shift is over and I race over to the hospital to check on him.
Scott:
The Sherriff ran over to us, he seemed to be out of breath, he was panting heavily. "Is he …going to be …alright?" He asked between breaths.
"Don't worry he's fine, just sleeping. Derek is in there with him." Isaac says to him.
"I'm going in there."
"I'll go with you!" I say to him. We walk into the room and see Derek with a worried expression on his face, he hadn't noticed us yet, he might have noticed us, you know, werewolf abilities. He was looking at Stiles, trying to see any hint of consciousnous.
The Sherriff walked to the side of his bed, sat down in the chair that Derek wasn't occupying, and held Stiles' had. "What happened?" He asks sternly.
"I think the IV had some kind of venom in it, I don't know what it was," His heart rate spiked, "but they got it out of his system."
"Why would someone inject Stiles with something?" The Sherriff asks him.
"I honestly don't know." Another lie.
The Sherriff sighs, "Well, he seems fine now, let's just hope he stays that way."
Derek:
I walk out of the room and let the Sherriff have some time with his dad, I walk over to the others. "So, we all know what was in that." I address them sternly
"Why didn't you tell his dad?" Scott asks.
"I wanted to his dad to think that this was a natural cause, not a supernatural one."
"That seems fair." Erica says.
"Anyway, we all know that there was Kanima venom in that IV." I say.
"Why would someone put Kanima venom in Stiles IV?" Isaac asks worriedly.
"I think Derek knows the answer to that, Don't you, Derek?" Scott says.
I raise an eyebrow at him and he shrugs. "Anyways, it was probably the Hunters who attacked us all."
"Why would the Hunters, who by the way we still don't who they are, put Kanima venom into Stiles?" Allison asks.
"They probably wanted to make sure that Stiles didn't say anything." Lydia says.
"Dude, that's messed up." Boyd states.
"Thank you, captain obvious." Jackson says sarcastically. "He'll probably wake up in a little while and have question, like always."
"And we will answer them as best we can." I reply trying to hide the anxiety in my voice.