People had come and gone through the hospital all day long. In fact, Arielle had almost forgotten that the town was under siege by a deadly toxic disease because all she could think about was the boy who saved her from that car accident who was now lying in a hospital bed fighting for his life. Stiles tried several times to convince her that it was going to be alright, but no matter what he said, he couldn't shake the guilt that was pulsing through her entire being. She couldn't stop shaking her leg and biting her nails. At one point, Stiles swore he saw the water fountain shake, so he had to hold her hands to calm her down. Eventually, he gave up and left her there in the care of her mother.

After a little while longer, Melissa finally came out into the lobby.

"How is he?" Arielle asked anxiously.

"He's fine," Melissa confirmed, making Arielle sigh and stand up with relief, "We operated immediately on his leg. It'll take a while to heal before we can release him. He's 19 years old and he just moved here by himself, no family or anything."

"He saved my life," Arielle repeated, not only telling her, but just repeating it for herself in order to comprehend what just happened, "Can I meet him?"

Her mother nodded. "He's actually asking for you now."

Melissa lead Arielle down the hall and to the third door on the left.

"Be gentle," she warned her daughter, "He's only just woken up from surgery a little while ago."

Arielle nodded and Melissa opened the door.

"Hey kiddo," she said happily.

He looked at Melissa and smiled. "Hey Dr. McCall."

"I brought the girl you wanted to see," she said, pushing Arielle by her back into the room, "The one you pushed out of the way. This is my daughter."

"I saved your daughter?" he asked, surprisingly impressed with himself.

"Yes, which is why I was especially keen on taking care of you," Melissa chuckled, "I'll leave you kids to talk for a little."

Melissa closed the door as the boy turned off the TV, giving her his full attention.

"Hi…" Arielle said awkwardly, walking further into the room, "I'm Arielle McCall."

"Hi Arielle," the boy said with a sweet smile, "I'm Theo. Theo Raeken."

"Hi Theo… I just wanted to thank you for-."

"Saving your life," Theo finished, "It was no problem. I guess we're both lucky. You got a couple of scratches and I get out of a harmless surgery unscathed."

Arielle grinned and looked down at the ground. "Well if there's anything I can do to help you while you're here, my mom's kind of your doctor, so I'm pretty much around most of the time."

"Nah, it's fine," Theo shrugged, but then he actually got another good look at her. He saved her at first because she was a person in distress, but now actually seeing her made him think twice about why he actually did it. She was a perfectly sized tan brunette with gorgeous brown eyes and wavy hair. Maybe it was an act of fate, he thought. "On second thought… I could get used to seeing you around… if you want to hang out and keep me company, I won't object to it."

Before Arielle could respond, the door opened. It was Mr. Perfect Timing himself.

"Stiles…" Arielle said sweetly, "Come in. This is the guy who saved me from that car accident."

"How ya doin?" Stiles waved, walking into the room, instinctively grabbing Arielle's hand.

"Stiles, this is Theo. Theo, this is Stiles."

Theo looked at their hands, their fingers interlaced as he stood a little too close to her for comfort. That could only mean one thing. He sucked his teeth.

"Boyfriend, huh?" he said, disappointingly, "Damn. I guess I'm out of luck."

That wasn't exactly the reaction Arielle thought she would hear from Theo. Now the remark he made about her coming to see him wasn't about feeling guilty or doing an act of civil service, but it was flirting; straight up flirting. Arielle turned to Stiles and casually mentioned that they had to go somewhere, and so she left, saying goodbye to Theo and closing the door behind her.

Stiles drove her back to her house without saying a word. Arielle mentioned to him that she would have to take more trips to the hospital to check up on Theo, since she already promised him she'd help him until he gets better. They shared a chaste kiss and a quiet I love you before Arielle got out of the car and walked up to her porch, watching him drive away. It wasn't the reaction she was hoping Stiles would have either. He did just listen to Theo say that he's out of luck because she has a boyfriend. Did that mean Theo was going to back off respectfully or non-respectfully? Was Stiles jealous? Did he even notice?

Kira was the first person Arielle called when she was finally within the comforts of her own room.

"And then he saw Stiles walk in and said something like 'well I guess I'm out of luck'," Arielle finished her long winded explanation.

"What does that mean?" Kira asked, "Does it mean he's gonna back off? or does it mean he's letting you know he likes you?"

"Exactly! I have no idea. What's even worse is that Stiles didn't even seem to notice."

"He didn't say anything?"

"Not a thing. I tried to mention that I'm going to see Theo in the hospital more often and he just kinda sat there staring at the road. Do you think he's jealous?"

"Not even a little bit," Kira answered, "Honestly, I think you guys are so secure in your relationship that things like this doesn't phase him."

"I hope so…" Arielle said, rolling over on her bed.

"What? Do you wish he was jealous?"

"I don't know! Maybe…"

"Arielle!"

"I'm sorry! Maybe a little jealousy might be what we need to get that spark going again… you know we haven't had sex since before the werepanther incident?"

"THAT long?"

"I know…"

"Huh…"

Scott knocked on the door, making it push open slightly.

"Hey," Scott whispered.

"Hold on, Kira," Arielle said, pressing the mute button, "What's up?"

"Another patient just checked in," he said, "Mom said we can come check him out for clues if we want to."

"Good… that might be helpful," she un-muted the phone, "I gotta go. I'll call you later."

After hanging up, Scott and Arielle raced back to the hospital AGAIN. This time they didn't have to sneak in the back. Melissa learned not to keep her children out of the hospital if something's going on. It'll just lead to car accidents like that one Arielle barely missed. She lead them into the elevator and to the second floor where the quarantined patients were.

"Here," she said, giving them both face masks, "But make it quick before she wakes up."

Melissa opened the door and Arielle and Scott were faced with a patient who had a tent all around her while she slept. Scott unzipped the translucent tent and stepped inside, letting Arielle go in after him before he closed it. Scott cringed.

"You smell something?" Arielle asked.

"Definitely," Scott coughed, "You don't?"

"No…"

They took a closer look at her, seeing her fragile arms that looked very skinny already.

"Wow, this took on fast," Scott said, "Her bones look so weak…"

Arielle scanned the area and found a bucket by the bed which had a lot of fluid in it. "Is this blood?" she asked, "It looks almost too dark to be blood."

"It has to be," Scott said, "It's too thick to be anything else."

"Wow…" Arielle said, examining the amount inside the bucket, "That's a lot of blood…"

"It looks like her body's been ejecting a lot of blood so the disease can take over."

Arielle moved her hand towards the sleeping girl, but her brother grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" he asked quietly.

"Checking to see if her eyes," she argued, "Maybe she's a supernatural if they glow. Or maybe her pupils are dilated."

Arielle freed herself from her brother's grasp and gentle opened the eyelid of the sleeping patient. Her eyes were blue and seemed to be normal looking, but instead of the whites, it was all red, as if they were swollen. Horrified, Arielle snatched her hand back.

"Okay, that's gross," she said.

"There's no way this just naturally happened," Scott said, shaking his head as they exited the tent and the hospital room.

"What do you mean?" Arielle asked, "You think someone poisoned them?"

"That's exactly what I think. This doesn't just happen to cells or organs. I think someone's injecting them with some kind of chemical that does this to their bodies and slowly kills them off."

"Let's go tell Stiles, maybe he can come up with a plan of action," Arielle suggested.

"Good idea," Scott said, "We all know I'm terrible at making plans."

They raced in and out of the elevator almost a little too quickly for all the hustle and bustle on the first floor. Arielle tried to keep up with Scott, but ended up tripping and falling on something that she was unaware of entirely. She felt her stomach drop and her body fall to the floor, but almost as if it were in slow motion, Theo caught her. He was sitting in a wheelchair, wheeling around to get some fresh air. He wasn't expecting this, but it was exactly what he wanted. Now here was the girl of his dreams sitting in his lap with his arms wrapped around her. Scott stopped and turned around.

"Is this how it's always gonna be with us?" Theo laughed.

Arielle looked from Theo to Scott and quickly saw the look of judgment and confusion in his face. She quickly got up and composed herself.

"I hope not," she said, trying to laugh back, "Uh… Theo this is my brother, Scott. Scott, this is Theo, the guy who saved me from that car last night."

"Hey," Scott said with a head nod before bolting out of there.

Arielle looked at Theo again, who had that smolder look on his face. Before getting invested, she shrugged and ran out the door behind him as fast as she could.