Lydia's POV
"They took him away."
"What?"
"They took him away."
Scott and Malia were here now. Something had happened between them. The way they moved around each other was different, less like strangers. It almost looked like Malia was protecting Scott, standing closer to his side as if ready to hold him up if he couldn't anymore. Scott was still shaking as was I. I looked up from my blood stained hands.
"They took him straight to surgery. I didn't want to leave him but they wouldn't let me stay."
Scott dropped into the seat beside me, Malia taking the other. Tears ran down my cheeks and dropped into my lap as Scott took my hand, twining our bloody fingers together.
"We'll see him again, Lydia. It's probably going to take a while anyway, we can get cleaned up and wait for him here okay?"
My next words were shaky. I was barely able to hold back my sobs and I almost broke down again. The tears were flowing freely now and I could barely see through them to see Scott and Malia's faces as I spoke.
"His heart stopped. It stopped in the ambulance and they had to shock him. They were still working on him when they wheeled him away."
I couldn't help it, I broke down sobbing. Loud enough to cause several nurses to look our way.
"Scott what if he's already dead? I wanted to scream so badly and I almost did I could hardly control it. I think the only reason I didn't was that I was too scared to breathe. I-Oh god Scott I don't want him to be gone."
Scott let go of my hands to put his arms around my trembling form instead. Even Malia moved a little closer.
"If he was already dead I think someone would have already told us by now. I can go see if I can find Scott's mum? She might know something. I'm not sure if anyone's told the sheriff yet either."
I turned to the were-coyote, we hadn't known her long but I decided then that I liked her. Yes, I was jealous of her once close relationship with Stiles but now that they were merely friends I could hold no anger towards her. She was pack now and though may still be learning to be human she was trying her best to help. I gave her a small smile but couldn't speak quite yet so was grateful when Scott answered for me.
"Thanks Malia. That would be great. If you find my mum could you bring her here?"
The girl nodded and ran off down the corridor. I stayed curled up in Scott's arms, my breathing becoming choppy again as I thought back to my ride in the ambulance.
I had been pushed back, unable to touch Stiles at all, while the EMT's worked on stopping the bleeding and getting him breathing again. They had shoved tubes down his throat, sticking IV's and monitors all over. And then his heart stopped.
"He's crashing!"
The paddles had been taken out and then pale, dying Stiles had been shocked. His bloody, bare torso arching up for a second then slamming back down on the gurney. It was the most horrible thing, to see his prone, broken body being jolted like that. I sat there holding my breath, knuckles white form where I held onto my seat until the third shock to his chest Stiles' heart finally started beating again. I had only remembered to breathe again once I started to get dizzy.
Seeing Stiles like that, the usually confident, man with a plan, intelligent boy, laying on that gurney so lifeless while being worked on. It was like his body had given up. But if I know anything about Stiles by now, I know that he would never give up. If not for himself then for his Dad and his pack. He would never give up.
Sheriff's POV
All this damn paper work. I don't think people realize how much paper work is required for one simple incident. And it's more complicated now that I know about all the supernatural crap in this town. I have a huge pile of work left over from the last were-wolf drama. Seriously Derek how hard is it to keep your crazy uncle locked up on full moons? My sigh is interrupted by Parish's nervous face coming through my office door.
"ughh Sheriff? There's been an incident in the woods."
He looked down at his shoes seemingly apologetic at having to tell me. And seeing his eyes I suddenly know, before he continued I knew.
"Sir, it's your son. He's been shot."
The world lost all sound as I ran out into the station. Every officer's face turned to me with silent apology. They all know Stiles. He had been coming to the station regularly since he was little. Most of them had helped with his homework or watched him for me at some point. My little boy. My knee's buckled as sound returned and Parish caught me before I fell to the floor.
"He's alive! Sheriff, he's alive. It's not looking good but he isn't gone yet, so I'm going to drive you to the hospital so you can see your son, Okay?"
This kid, I don't know what I'd do without him, lead me to my car and drove as we both ignored the speedometer and the numerous traffic laws we were breaking.
As I crashed through the hospital doors the first thing I saw was Melissa with Scott, Lydia and Malia, who were covered in blood. My son's blood. Oh God. "Sheriff!"
"Where is he? Where's my son?"
Melissa moved forward, taking hold of my arms and looking me right in the eyes as Scott lead the girls to the bathroom, presumably to clean up. I focused back on Melissa.
"He's in surgery. It wasn't looking good when they brought him in but our boys still fighting so you need to be strong for him and the other kids okay? I will tell you as soon as I know anything else."
She led me over to some chairs and we sat down, though all I really wanted to do was see Stiles.
"Scott said it was hunters, not the Argent's, but they shot him in the stomach with a wolfs-bane bullet."
She looks less sure now, she doesn't want to tell me.
"His heart stopped multiple times and he isn't breathing on his own but his heart is working fine now and he has been intubated. They are just working on getting the bullet out and treating him for the wolfs-bane poison. It may be a few hours till anyone is allowed to see him."
I hated thinking about my boy so close to slipping away from me.
"Make sure he isn't alone?" She sighed. Looking relieved I didn't ask any questions about his condition. "I'll stay with him I promise." And now all I can do is wait.