Chapter 6
Sheriff Stilinski lies sleeping in a hospital bed. His chest is bandaged and he is being fed oxygen; the only sounds in the darkened room is the regular beeping of the heart monitor machine and the soft breathing of Stiles who has fallen asleep in a chair next to his fathers bed.
A nurse on her morning rounds enters the quiet room and checks the chart then the machines, she goes to the window and cracks the blinds open to let some morning light into the room before going over to the sleeping boy and gently shaking his shoulder. "Son, wake up."
Stiles blinks awake staring up into the nurses face.
"Hey there, it's morning."
Stiles blinks again and remembers where he is, reaching for his fathers hand, "How is he?"
The nurse looks down at him with a sympathetic gaze, "Still no change but that's to be expected. The doctors have him sedated after his surgery and he won't be waking up for at least 24 hours yet so why don't you head home, have something to eat, get a shower and some fresh clothes, heck maybe even a proper sleep, and come back a bit later, okay."
God that does sound good, and as soon this thought runs through his head Stiles feels guilty for even thinking about leaving his dad here all alone.
As though she can read his thoughts the nurse puts a hand on Stiles' shoulder, "Don't worry, he's stable and there is nothing you can do for him at the moment, in fact I bet your dad would want you to go and take care of yourself right now don't you think? Don't worry; we have your contact number right? So someone from the hospital will be in touch if anything changes okay."
Stiles can feel himself exhaling a little, "Thanks." He gives his dad's hand a squeeze, "I'm sorry Dad. I'm gonna head home for a bit and I'll be back as soon as I can okay. Love you." Then with one last hand squeeze he leaves his dads hospital room.