A/N: Sorry I'm late guys! I'll explain below, don't own any characters except Bailey!

Monday couldn't come soon enough. I had made sure to leave the house early so my dad wouldn't catch me. If he saw me he'd probably demand I stay home and sleep; after all I haven't slept more than six hours the past two days. I bet I even look like a zombie, the walking dead, right now with the lack of sleep I've gotten. I've never felt more tired in my whole life…

"Good morning Stiles," Lydia greeted as she walked by, stopping in front of me.

"Morning Lydia," I mumbled without any feeling. I stared at the ground trying to avoid making eye contact with her.

"Are you alright?" she cautiously asked. I glanced up and saw she had a look of concern written on her face. Gee, Lydia Martin actually cares for me…

"I'm fine," was all I said before moving out of her way and straight to my locker. I felt bad for leaving her there, but I honestly didn't want to talk to anyone. Unfortunately my moment of solitude at my locker didn't last very long.

"Hey, how are you?" Scott's recognizable concerned tone asked as he stepped up to my locker. The door was blocking his face but I knew it was him.

"I'm fine," I used the same tone as I did with Lydia. Next thing I know his hand moves to my shoulder to make me look at him.

"Oh my god, you look like you haven't slept in days…"

"I'm fine Scott."

"You should've stayed home," he dropped his hand. "At least go to the nurse, she'll let you sleep…"

"I can't," I interrupted him just zoning out in the darkness of my locker.

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I mean, I can't sleep. If I sleep he'll come back."

"Who?"

"I don't know. My worst fears maybe? He doesn't tell me anything…"

"Stiles you need to sleep." Now he was making me angry.

"I told you I can't!" I gave him a desperate look. "Don't you think I've tried? I can't go two minutes of my eyes closed until I see and hear him repeat the same things over and over again! Do you know how many times a night my dad has to run into my room and forcefully wake me up?" I sighed before continuing. "Scott, look I know you're trying to help me, but just don't. I've got this."

"You can't just not sleep anymore Stiles; everyone is working hard to figure out what was possessing coach…"

"You mean what possesses me; let's face it, as soon as coach got a hold of me it moved into my body. He probably used Lydia as bait to get us all in one place where it could just willfully choose which one of us it wants…" I was just rambling now cause in all honesty I was about to fall asleep. "Scott, you can't let me…fall…" I couldn't stop it any longer. The darkness was calling my name. The man was right; I was weak; too weak to save my mother, too weak to protect my friends, just too weak. With my eyes closed, I felt that I collapsed but was caught by Scott who asked a bunch of mumbled questions. It was too late; I was back in that dull white room with the man standing a few feet away waiting for me.

Bailey

After Stiles and our teacher, who I guess goes by coach, both passed out, Scott and this other guy moved in to pick them up.

"Allison go make sure Lydia's ok, Isaac come help me with Stiles, Aiden and Ethan go bring coach back to the school," Scott ordered, completely ignoring me.

"What just happened?" the girl, Lydia, asked when we started walking back.

"I don't know…" he responded.

"Who is she?" She was now staring at me with her head tilted slightly.

"That's Bailey, she's new here," Scott informed as he and Isaac carried Stiles.

"I saw coach acting weird and I wanted to find out what happened…"

"Didn't Stiles tell you to stay back?" Scott blurted before I could finish what I was saying.

"Well, I didn't see any serious signs of danger, I only wanted to help." By now we had all made it back to the doors to the school and stopped.

"I think it's best if you go back to class Bailey." I hated being treated like this. "Guys go bring coach to the nurse; I'm going to bring Stiles to the hospital." The group was starting to break up when I decided to go with Scott. It didn't take long for me to catch up with him since he stopped at a jeep. "Bailey, I thought I told you to go back?" he sighed as he gently moved Stiles into the car.

"You're not going to stop me from helping him. Plus, I know a few things or two that you don't," I said as I hopped in the passenger seat. As Scott got in and started the car I checked on Stiles to see that he was still out. When I touched him, he was as cold as ice. "We have to hurry."

"What do you mean you know things I don't?" Scott asked as he glanced at me.

"I mean that I've been told about something like this before…by my grandfather." He gave me another look as we drove down the road. "It's a long story…"

"I've got time." He wasn't going to drop this anytime soon. I sighed and readjusted myself in the seat before starting.

"When my grandfather was in the army he was stationed at an internment camp. One of his friends was seeing a girl in secret and he helped keep it that way. Things were going fine until one night a huge riot broke out. Shots were fired, people were killed, and his friend was injured. He was about to help him, when a woman, the one his friend had been seeing, came and simply leaned down and stared into his eyes. Then when they parted my grandfather said that they both passed out.

"After running over to him to help him, my grandfather said his skin felt as cold as ice. He didn't know if his friend was dead or alive, so he took him and carried him away to safety. When he finally set him down he noticed that his friend was severely injured and bleeding badly all over his head and face, so he tended to and wrapped it all up with white gauze…" We were turning into the driveway of the hospital.

"Well what happened then?" Scott asked when he stopped at the front door.

"I'll tell you later," I said as I jumped out of the car and ran in to get someone to help us. If we aren't fast enough to help Stiles, who know what he will wake up as…

A/N: So I'm so sorry that I'm late updating this chapter! If you don't know, I'm a double major in music and I'm in my college's opera and we've had rehearsals literally every night since Jan 3rd...No worries though I will keep updating but just don't be mad if they're late!

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