The doctors were rushing around, trying to see McKenna's vitals as Liam got pushed from the room.
The doctors put McKenna in a bed and bandaged her up, a few of them grossed out at the throbbing cuts on her stomach.
Liam didn't know what they were doing to McKenna, but they wheeled her down to another room. When he asked what was going on, they told him, "Family only at the moment."
McKenna was in her own mind, it was almost as if she was living the past few months over again.
-/-
For the first time in weeks, I almost felt normal, except from the dark red marks on my knuckles which were burns. Liam tries to heal me of them, and of course I still mind. I still try to stand by what I said about not needing anyone's help.
Mason still tries to guess at what's going on. I've tried to convince Liam to talk to Mason, but he's afraid of Mason freaking out.
It was the Lacrosse semi-finals against West Leshord. So far we were winning 27-21.
I was playing with the hem of Liam's jersey, Liam was running across the field as Stiles passed him the ball.
"C'mon, Liam!" I yelled as he caught the ball.
I grabbed Mason's arm, trying to contain my excitement as Liam threw the ball into the net as the buzzer went off.
Everyone in the bleachers cheered and I ran out onto the field as Liam took off his helmet.
I ran right into his arms and kissed him deeply as he layed his gloved hands on my waist.
I pulled back and smiled at him as friend and families of the team came running out.
-/-
A few weeks later it was the time to start training for track season. Everyday I was running on the trails after school. Also, during my free period on the track as the marching band practiced their routine for the county fair.
Occasionally, Liam would come running with me, sometimes as a partner, other times as competition.
The week school was ending, Liam asked his parent if they wanted to go out for dinner with me, Stiles, and my dad. They said yes.
It was the night of the dinner date and they were bringing us to a fancier resturant right in the middle of Beacon Hills.
My dad and Stiles were wearing dress shirts and I was wearing one of the dresses in my clothes I rarely wore. Malia came with and I lended her one of my dresses and it looked amazing on her.
We all got into my dad's truck and met Liam and his parents for dinner.
It was amazing to say in the least.
-/-
To McKenna, it only seemed as if it has only been a few hours, to Liam, it was weeks. But, in all reality it was three days.
Three days had dragged by slowly with two surgerys and a blood transfusion, everyone was waiting for news on McKenna and when she would wake. The doctors only said "Only time will tell."
That was bullshit.
On the fourth day, everyone was tired and wanted McKenna to be back to her slightly sarcastic and eye-rolling self. But, not everyone got what they wanted, McKenna was still cold and pale, laying in the hospital bed. Occasionally someone, usually Liam or Margie, thought they felt her hand moving against theirs or seen her dark blue eyes open. But they were wrong. McKenna wasn't waking up.
Lydia, Scott, Liam, Margie, Stiles, Brett, Malia, Kira, the Sheriff, and Melissa all grew more worried as the hours passed. Once in a while Derek would text and ask how she was doing, she was his only beta that hadn't died or went to another country after all. Scott tried to take some of McKenna's pain, it hadn't worked. She may have been physically hurt, but inside she was happy and content with how she was.
-/-
It was the first day of the Beacon County Fair. Everything was exciting, there were rides set up, games, food stands.
Liam and I weaved through all the people and towards the Ferris wheel.
I jumped in line and squeezed Liam's hand.
"Is this your first time on a Ferris wheel?" He asked as we got to the front.
"Since I was five." I said as I handed the guy our tickets.
I froze when I got into the cart.
Liam put both hands on my shoulders and I instantly relaxed.
"What happened when you were five? Sit down and you can tell me." He whispered and kissed my cheek.
I took a deep breath and sat down near the other door.
We started moving and I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Okay, really. What happened?" Liam asked and took my hand in his.
"This one time, when I was five. My mom and dad took Stiles and I on here and the guy didn't latch the door all the way and it flew open because of the wind." I said as I looked back and saw Scott, Kira, Stiles, and Malia in the cart behind ours.
"You know, that doesn't happen a lot, right?"
"But it does happen and I was leaning against the wall next to the door. I don't know what I was thinking but I screamed, when we got off, Stiles told me he thought I was going-"
Liam kissed me and had both his hands on the sides of my face, I shut my eyes and kissed back.
"Hey!" I heard from behind us.
It was Stiles.
I pulled away and Stiles yelled again, "Keep your hands to yourself, Dunbar!"
-/-
It was now day five and they were done with the surgeries and transfusions.
Three people at a time were officially let into the room, but Melissa squeezed Scott, Kira, and Lydia into the room. Stiles, Liam, and Malia were signed into the room, being the nurse on shift to check on McKenna every forty-five minutes or so.
Liam immediately sat down next to her bed and held her cold hand.
"We have to do something." Scott said, seeing McKenna for the first time in over a week.
"Can't we just poke around in her head? Like you did to me when I was nogitsune." Stiles asked as he pulled up a chair next to Liam.
"But your body was awake."
"Doctor Hall said she has to wake up on her own, maybe we can just help her." Malia suggested.
"What if she doesn't want to wake up yet?" Kira asked from the back of the room.
Liam sat up worried and concerned.
"Shouldn't we at least see what's going on her head? She could be going through hell in there." Stiles claimed.
"Or she could be perfectly fine." Lydia spoke up.
"We should at least try." Liam said quietly, his eyes rimmed in red.
-/-
It was the next week and Liam was gone with his parents to visit his step-father's family out in Minnesota.
I was on tumblr when Stiles sat down next to me.
"What do you want?" I smiled.
"Where's lover boy?"
"Him and his mom went to visit his step-dad's family out in Minnesota, they'll be back next week or something, why?"
"I was just wondering why he hasn't been here the past few days."
"Yeah, what do you really want?" I asked and shut my laptop.
"You know how dad was looking for a dog?"
"Yeah." I said suspiciously.
"There's an adoption day for the stray dogs and stuff at the vet tomorrow, but Scott said we get first pick if we were interested."
"When do you want to go?"
"Now. C'mon!" Stiles exclaimed and pulled my arm and led me downstairs.
-/-
Stiles and Liam had McKenna sat up as Scott was getting ready to enter McKenna's mind.
"You sure you want me to do this?" He asked Stiles.
Stiles rolled his eyes, "Yes, now hurry." He reassured.
Scott extended his claws and placed them at the back of her neck and after a pleading look from Liam, he pressed his claws into the flesh in the back of her neck.
-/-
Scott was walking through McKenna's mind as it was ever changing with the further he went.
He didn't know it, but he was walking through McKenna's greatest memories.
The first one he recognized was the day of her 5th birthday and they brought her to a huge play-place with some of her friends and Stiles had brought Scott. He understood why this was her favorite, it was her last birthday before Claudia got sick.
-/-
McKenna grabbed Liam's hand and entered the graveyard, knowing exactly where she was going, flowers in hand.
McKenna was silent the whole walk here and he understood why. He didn't want to say anything.
McKenna stopped in front of a headstone that read.
R.I.P
Claudia D. Stilinski
Loving wife, and mother.
October 21, 1960 - June 17, 2004
McKenna held back tears that clouded her vision as she set the white carnations down.
Liam brought her into a hug as he set down a flower.
McKenna cried into Liam's shirt as he rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head.
This was a special place to McKenna. She felt safe here, despite it being a graveyard. She could honestly still feel her mother's presence.
Once a month she would come down here and bring flowers and something else that was too sacred to put into words.
-/-
In the outside world, everyone was watching Scott and McKenna with anticipation as Melissa and the Sheriff walked in.
"What is he doing?" Stilinski asked Stiles.
"Trying to see if he could bring her out of this state any quicker." Stiles explained.
McKenna's eyebrows crinkled up and Scott's eyes were still closed.
-/-
Scott reached more memories from more recent times, and they were mainly filled with his pack and some with Margie and Brett. The most recent one where this hall-like place stopped in front of a door was the field trip that McKenna went on with Liam, Mason and Cassie.
It was just them scaring the younger children on the bus.
McKenna looked genuinely happy, Liam's arm around her, the four of them laughing together.
That all ended with two trucks crashing into the side of the bus, then he got skipped back to the day of her mother's death.
It was an abnormally rainy and quiet day in Beacon Hills, McKenna was crying in Stiles' arms as the long, seemingly never-ending beep of the heart monitor sounded.
-/-
McKenna was walking down the halls of Beacon Hills, it was a week after Allison and Aiden died.
She was in a daze, absentmindedly walking from class to class. Not caring whether she was paying attention in class or not.
She knew as well it wasn't the worst for her. Lydia and Scott were the ones out of the pack that got hurt most by the recent deaths. As well as Ethan and Chris Argent.
-/-
Scott's eyes flew open and went red as he pulled his fingers out of McKenna's pale skin.
McKenna sat upright and leaned over and threw up.
It wasn't stomach bile, but it was black. Effects of not being able to turn, or having been poisoned with mistletoe.
Liam sat her back towards the pillow as Lydia handed him a wet towel.
Liam wiped her mouth as her eyes flashed the purple-yellow then shut again.
"No, why is this happening? I though she was going to wake up." Liam said as he folded the paper towel and wiped the blood from the back of her neck.
"She's too deep into her mind."
"What did you all see?" Stiles asked.
"She- Her greatest memories. At first."
"At first? What's that supposed to mean?" Kira asked.
"It eventually turned into the worst, starting with her mother's death. I don't know how I got booted out, but I was. It's like she doesn't want me in there."