Stiles woke up about 30 minuets after Lydia. He didn't remember much about last night, just the part where he talked about his mom. His fever is down but not much only to 101, but as the day went on his headache seemed to only get worse and worse. It became so bad at one point that Stiles wouldn't move. He just laid in the fetal position clutching his head moaning as Lydia and Allison tried to comfort him. Scott called his mom in panic asking her for help.

"Hello?" Melissa says answering Scotts call.

"Mom we need you now. Stiles' is getting worse and his head is killing him and-"

"Whoa Scott, honey, calm down." Melissa says calming down her terrified son. "Ok now this time slower. What is his temperature."

"Its 101 but it might have gone up since we last checked."

"What does he say the headache feels like. Its it like a throbbing pain or more of a constant pain?"

"I wish I knew, he hasn't spoken a word to up since it started. All he's done it sit there and groan every once and a while. We gave him some Tylenol an hour ago but it hasn't helped. I'm really scared what do I do?"

"Scott you have to try and find out what kind of headache he has so I know what kind of medicine to give him." Melissa says. "Put me on speaker, I'll try and get him to talk."

Scott takes the phone to Stiles and puts it on speaker. "Hey Stiles, my moms gonna help you but you just gotta talk to her ok?" Stiles nods.

Melissa starts talking again. "Ok Stiles. All you have to do is tell me what your headache feels like, ok? Thats it."

Stiles takes a deep breath. "I-its just this c-constant pain i-in the front of m-my head and I-I just makes m-me feel really s-sick." he says as normally as he could.

"Ok, thank you Stiles thats all I needed to know sweetheart, just take deep breaths." Scott takes Melissa off of speaker phone and walks to the other side off the room. "Ok Scott there is a medication bottle labeled triptans. Its medication for severe migraines, just make him take one and he should fall asleep in about an hour, but the medication should kick in after about fifteen minuets. Listen, I have to get back to work but if the triptans doesn't work that call me back. If I don't answer then bring Stiles here."

"To the hospital?" Scott says worriedly. As he says it Allison and Lydia's heads quickly snap towards Scott.

"Don't worry Scott, its not likely you will have too, but just incase he needs me I'm gonna need him here." Melissa sighs. "Scott can we please just call his dad?"

"No mom I promised Stiles that we wouldn't." Scott says.

"Alright, I love you Scott." Melissa says sweetly.

"I love you too mom." Scott says hanging up. Scott walks back over to Stiles.

"D-Do I have t-to got to the h-hospital?" Stiles asks shaking.

"No buddy, you don't. I'm gonna get you some meds and you're gonna be just fine." Scott says sitting next to him and rubbing his back.

"G-Good, I really h-hate that place." Stiles says.

"I know you do man." Scott says frowning a little. "I'll be right back I promise." Scott explains standing and running up the stairs. He digs through his moms medicine cabinet and quickly finds the triptans. He pours one into his hands, screws the cap back on and runs back down stairs. He slowly sits Stiles up and puts the triptans into one hand and some water in the other. Stiles shakily takes the medication and Scott helps him lie back down.

After fifteen minuets Stiles opens his eyes and looks over to Scott. Scott sees him and looks back. "Better?" Scott asks. Stiles nods. "Good, but you're probably gonna start feeling pretty tired in a while so just relax, ok man?" Stiles smiles a little and nods his head again.

Sure enough, in hour Stiles is out like a light, leaving Allison, Lydia, and Scott to relax. "What was Stiles like as a kid?" Lydia asks Scott.

"Well, he was always really hyper, like even more than he is now. When he woke up its like you had already given him like five cups of coffee. And you never really saw him unhappy, like he always had this giant smile on his face and It never really went away. But when his mom got sick he was always really anxious because he felt like he couldn't let any of his energy out, so I would always take him on bike rides just to help him take his mind off of stuff. After...ya know...he just seemed kinda out of it for about a month. He wanted me to come over every day though. We would play video games, watch movies, and sometimes he didn't want to do anything, so we would just sit there but he never wanted me to leave. Once he was out of his funk he sorta got back to normal but that smile that he always constantly had never really came back. Its not like he was never happy but he wasn't always happy like he was before."

"So your saying that he was more hyper than he is now? Is that even possible?" Allison asks surprised.

"Pretty much. The only time he really ever stopped moving was when he was asleep." Scott says followed by a yawn.

"Tired Scott?" Allison says raising her eyebrows.

Scott clears his throat and rubs his eyes. "Sort of."

"Thats weird, its only like four thirty. Why are you tired?" Lydia asks pulling her hair back and putting it into a messy bun.

"I don't know just got kinda tired all of a sudden. Is it ok if I take a quick nap?" Scott says stretching.

"Sure, nothings going on anyway." Allison says getting up from her chair. "I'm gonna go get some water, anyone want some?"

"Yes." Lydia says in a singsong voice raising her hand.

"Scott?" Allison asks.

"Naw, I'm good." He says closing his eyes.

"Alright!" Allison says cheerfully walking to the kitchen. When she gets back Scott is already fast asleep. "Wow, didn't take him long." Allison says handing Lydia her water. After a few minuets of watching TV Stiles wakes up. "Oh hey Stiles! How are you feeling?" Allison asks smiling.

Stiles sits up and smiles a little. "Still pretty suckish but not as bad." Alison grabs the thermometer and walks over to Stiles on the couch. Stiles already knows the drill so he opens him mouth and Allison places the thermometer in him mouth. It beeps.

"Still 101." Allison sighs. "Thats alright. It will go down." She assures Stiles as she looks at him sweetly.

Stiles sees Scott asleep and gets a confused look on his face. "Scott's asleep?"

"Oh ya, he fell asleep about an hour ago. He looks kinda cold though. I'll go get him a blanket." Lydia says standing and going up the stairs to Scott's room. She grabs the first one she sees, witch is a soft spiderman blanket, and takes it back down stairs. When she places the blanket over him she notices that there are beads of sweat on his forehead. In panic she feels his cheeks and as she feels the intense heat on his skin he quickly draws back her fingers. "Allison." Lydia says calling Allison.

"What?" Allison says snapping her head to where Lydia is standing.

"Come here. Now." Lydia says waving Allison over but not taking her eyes off of Scott."

"What?" Allison asks again as she walks over to Lydia.

Lydia motions over to Scott. "Fell his forehead." Allison obliges and as soon as she places her hand on his forehead,she gasps and pulls her hand away, like Lydia did.

"Why is his fever this hot? When did he even get sick? Can he even get sick?" Allison says quickly in panic. Stiles takes notice.

"Oh, God. Is he sick? Did I get him sick?" Stiles says standing. He gets a little dizzy but quickly stables himself.

"No Stiles its ok, its ok. We need to call Derek though. His fever is seriously high and Derek might know why. Someone get the thermometer." Lydia says.

Allison hands her the thermometer while Stiles calls Derek. Lydia sticks the thermometer in Scotts mouth and waits for the beep. When it does she looks at the screen to find temperature at a scorching 110. "But this is impossible." Lydia says quietly in shock. "Stiles did you get Derek yet?"

"I'm working on it. Oh...wait...I got him." Stiles says as Derek answers.

"What do you want Stiles?" Derek says on the other end of the phone.

"Its Scott he's really sick. His fever is i-is huh haSCHOO! Scuse be. Adyways he has like a fever of 110 degrees and we are all freaking out." Stiles says sniffling as his nose starts to run again.

"Are you sick too?"

"Yes but thats dot important, What do we do about Scott?"

Ok, you can calm down. This is just how the flu for ware-wolfs work. We are supernatural creatures and that changes the way we deal with normal things. Just treat it like a normal illness. I gotta go. Jut let Scott rest. Thats all he really needs. Bye." Derek says rushing off the phone.

"Alright, he just said it was just 'normal ware-wolf flu' and that all we have to do is treat it like the real flu. I guess his fever is so high because he can sustain more than a normal human." Stiles says trying to spike his sweaty hair up again.

"Ok, what are we gonna do? We have school tomorrow. We cant leave these two alone!" Allison says pacing the room.

"But wait when is Stiles' dad coming back?" Lydia asks turning to Stiles.

"He actually called me last night. His car wouldn't start so he is staying another night while they fix it." Stiles says grabbing a tissue and wiping his nose.

"My parents said they where ok with me taking care of a friend because its a good experience. I kinda think they want me to go to medical school." Lydia says suddenly getting off topic.

"How am I supposed to tell my dad that I'm skipping school?" Allison asks Lydia.

You don't." She replies. "You tell his that you are staying with me to study for the english test."

"Alright, that could work. I'll go call him and grab a wet wash cloth to try and get Scott's fever down." Allison says walking out of the room.

Lydia sits on the couch next to Stiles. He lays his head down on her shoulder "Do you think Scott's gonna be ok?" He asks.

"Of course Stiles. He'll be fine. Isn't he always?" Lydia says hoping she's right.