What We Truly Are - Chapter 2
Stiles was still unconcious. For one and a half days now.
Right after he passed out Scott´s mom, who is a nurse, has called an ambulance. She said his state wasn´t normal, not even for an unconcious person.
His heart was barely beating and his skin got colder with every passing second.
Melissa and Scott McCall tried to keep him warm with blankets and pillows until the ambulance arrived.
When they finally arrived at the hospital Stiles state was very alarming. The doctors did everything they could to stabilize him and it looked like they succeded but he still didn't wake up.
Stiles father, the Sherif, and Scott stayed at the hospital all the time and at Sunday Allison and Lydia came to visit.
"What did the doctors say" asked Allison.
"They have no clue what's wrong with him" answered Scott. He looked tired and was almost as pale as Stiles. "The only thing they can say is that he is not in danger to die anymore."
Lydia tried to cheer him up. "That´s good, isn´t it? He is going to be fine."
Scott shook his head "I don't know. No one knows." He was close to tears and so Allison gave him a long hug.
After a few minutes of silence Lydia rose from one of the chairs next to Stiles bed.
"I´m calling Dr. Deaton. Maybe it´s something he can help with."
"Why? Stiles is normal. He's human. Deaton only knows about supernatural things and animals." said Scott and looked up to Lydia in confusion.
"Scott, after you've seen all these things you are still naive enough not to question something if it seems strange and this is absolutely strange." Lydia almost shouted at him.
"She is right." Allison agreed, "We can't just ignore that the reason for Stiles state could be something different."
Scott was absolutely sure that Stiles was not a supernatural thing but he didn´t say anything when Lydia left the room to call Dr. Deaton. It was better to try this instead of sitting around and being useless.
Half an hour later Deaton arrived at the hospital.
"You know that I´m not this kind of a doctor, don´t you?" he asked the friends.
"Of course we know that but we need to be sure that whatever he has can be cured by medical doctors."
Deaton nodden. He walked over to Stiles bed and sat down on the bed side. After a few deep breaths he took one of Stilse hands in his and closed his eyes.
Minutes passed silently and Scott, Allison and Lydia observed the situation from across the room.
Scott was the first to notice how the atmosphere changed. Suddenly the was something in the air he couldn´t describe. Short after him also the other two looked around in confusion.
It wasn´t even a surpise when Dr. Deaton opened his eyes, dropped Stiles hands like they´re made of fire and jumped of the Bed. All within a second.
His breath was heavy and Scott could hear his heart beat very fast.
"Are...are you okay?" Lydia asked carefully and layed a hand on the man´s shoulder.
Slowly he turned around to face the three teenagers.
In his eyes was a mix of fascination, confusion and unbelief: "I´m fine but I´m not so sure about Stiles."
Hey, i know that this chapter isn´t really good but still... thanks for reading.