"Stiles! Stiles come back!" I yell at the now disappeared boy. I let out a sigh and fall to the ground. What is going with him? He doesn't want the help from Scott, but I have no one else to turn to. I pull out my phone and call him.

"Lydia? What's the matter?" he asks me as soon as he picks up.

"It's Stiles. He's gone," I respond.

"Gone?"

"Gone. He had this weird nightmare, I nearly killed me, I then snapped out of it and ran off. Scott, something is seriously wrong with Stiles. It's been going on for weeks," I tell him.

"Call Allison and Isaac. I'll get the twins. We'll meet you at Stiles' house," he tells me.

"Alright, but hurry up. He ran off into the woods," I tell him.

Thirty minutes later, Allison and Isaac came running out Allison's car. "Lydia, what is going on?" Allison asks me.

"It's Stiles. There's something wrong with him. I think it has something to do with that sacrifice you, Scott, and Stiles did weeks ago," I guess.

"But where is he?" Isaac asks me.

I shrug. "He ran off after he-," I realize I should be leaving that detail about the basement out of my story.

"After he what, Lydia?" Allison asks me.

"Alright, so he started sleep walking and he thought I was some guy haunting is dreams and he attacked me with a knife," I say, doing my best to make is sound nonchalantly as possible.

"He attacked you?" Isaac asks me, stunned.

"Haunting his dreams?" Allison asks.

"Yes and yes. Allison, is anything up with you? No person haunting your dreams or anything?" I ask her.

I see Allison and Isaac exchange sideways glances. She turns back to me with a smile, "Nope. I'm all good."

"Guys! What is going on?" Scott's voice comes from behind us. We turn to see Scott walking towards us, flanked by Aiden and Ethan. Crap, how am I going to explain me being this late Stiles' house to Aiden?"

"I told you, Scott. Stiles just ran off," I tell him.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Aiden asks me, putting a protective arm around my shoulders, which is the last thing I want right now. I just cross my arms in response.

"So what do you want us to do?" Ethan asks me.

"Hmm, well considering that four of you are werewolves and we have a werewolf hunter, I was hoping that you could, oh I don't know, find him?" I say, with such a bitchy tone I'm not surprised they all just walk away from me right there and then.

"Alright, guys, try to catch his sent. Allison, try to find his tracks," Scott orders. They all nod and get to work. Scott turns to me. "We're going to find him, Lydia." He smiles and pats me on the shoulder. He goes off to find Stiles' scent, but he turns back. "What were you doing here so late?"

"He had a panic attack. I helped him with one he had earlier, so he asked me help him this time," I explain to him.

"And you had to come over?" he asks me. I see a smirk growing on his face.

"Yes!" I exclaim, causing the others to turn back towards us. I take a step towards Scott and lower my voice. "What is the big deal, anyways?"

"Nothing, it's just that Stiles told me about what happened with the panic attack last time," Scott says, fully smiling. I give him an aggravated look. "Did it end like the last one did?"

"I swear to God, Scott, if you mention this to anyone, I will do my freaking Banshee scream, wail, whatever, right in your ear," I say threateningly. Scott walks away, knowing the answer to the question that didn't need answering. "Get to work!"

"Guys, I got something," Isaac states. We all run over to him.

"Got it," Aiden says.

"Same," Ethan adds.

"Same for me," Scott states. "Allison, got his trails?"

"Without a shadow of a doubt," Allison says.

"Alright, let's go," Scott says. The group all start heading off towards the woods.

"Wait!" I exclaim. The group turns back to me. "What about me? I'm not just going to stay here."

"I guess she's right," Isaac says, agreeing with me.

"I can give you a piggy back ride if you want me to," Aiden suggests. I sigh and climb on his back.

"Alright, let's go," Scott states. We all enter the woods.

We don't take long finding Stiles. He's huddled against a large oak tree. He's shivering when we reach him. "There!" Allison points out. I quickly hop off of Aiden's back and hurry over to Stiles.

"Stiles," I say. He looks up at me. I see he is no longer crying.

"Lydia!" he responds. He then notices the others behind me. "What are all of you doing here?"

"Lydia called us. She was worried about you," Scott answers before I can.

"Really?" Stiles asks, looking up at me.

"Yeah," I say. I open my mouth to say something else, but the loud growl of an unseen force causes me to snap my mouth shut. "What was that?"

"Not a werewolf," Allison states, causing the werewolves in the group to unleash their claws. Seconds pass then a fox jumps out from bushes. I see it's eyes that it has chosen its target: Stiles.