When she finished, they kept their hands over their ears for a bit more, just in case there was a third call. When there wasn't, Stiles turned to her:
"That didn't sound so good" he said. Ears still hurting, wondering how bad Scott's must be. The latter agreed.
Lydia, like every time she screamed remained silent. But this time, tears filled her green eyes, shining so bright but not falling. Opening her mouth again, her voice barely above a whisper she said:
"I'm so sorry"
But they didn't have anything to say to that, because all three knew what that meant. They were both going to die, really soon if that was any precise.
"Don't be" Stiles finally spoke, his eyes sympathetic.
"We're closing that door, even if it involves turning Allison's call down" Scott said, and answered Lydia's look by informing her that he too saw Allison at night, and what she told him.
._._._.
The next hours are unsettling. No one could rest.
Kira wouldn't leave Scott's side, after hearing the whole story all over again she sits beside him and Lydia and tries to help, either on her phone for research or 'the other thing'
Isaac, is doing the same, but mostly helping on 'the other thing'
Lydia is telling them how to do 'the other thing' and the boys are just doing it.
That other thing is nothing but meditation, where she tries to get them in the half awake/half asleep state of mind and they just couldn't. At least Scott is trying...
"Just- relax" Isaac tells a very twitchy Stiles who snaps back: "I can't."
"And close your eyes" Lydia says in annoyance. "Scott?"
"still here" he says through closed eyelids "it's not working yet"
"Maybe we should try the ice baths again" Isaac suggests.
"Not here." Scott growls and Stiles can't help but smile, Lydia shoots him deadpan:
"At least try."
"You think I'm not?" He asks, his smile disappears as he seems to remember, and while nothing in him is unmoving he says "that's the best I got"
"Look at Scott" she says, gesturing to a very focused McCall: "he's not moving a muscle"
"Not the ones we can see"
"I'm right here!?"
"Oh- right, sorry"
When Stiles gets too annoying for either of them to bare, he's sent as a candidate for whatever Stiles and Kira find next.
"Electroshock?" "Drowning?" "Hypnosis?" "Sleeping pills?"
They settled for the last two.
Lydia had to hypnotize Stiles, guess what didn't work, when she had to repeat every five seconds that he wasn't supposed to focus on other sounds, or objects, or persons.
Sleeping pills were supposed to put him asleep, but since both Scott and Stiles had stopped having nightmares, hallucinations or losing control they had to take advantage of the in-between state to get Stiles to find a door and close it for good.
He popped a good portion and lay on the couch.
"Still nothing?" Kira asked Scott, who shook his head. The rest turned their focus to Stiles, not knowing it had shifted in the first place, his fingers were drumming at his shirt:
"Stop moving" Isaac mutters in annoyance.
"I'd fall asleep then. What'd you guys give me drugs? jeez..." he trails off and soon his finger slows down:
"Don't fall asleep" Lydia warns, and he doesn't. For another few minutes.
"Keep talking" she says.
" 's Scott on? He sh'ld be"
"Can you imagine a door?" She tries. He nods slightly.
"What do you see?"
"A door"
"Is it open?"
"No"
"Is it somewhere you know?"
"No" he answers again, taking more time.
"Describe what you see" she asks, trying to get him talking.
"A door" he says again "blue, and- a corrid'r, dark" he remarks "door is far from reach"
"Can you run to it" Isaac asks, Lydia glances in his direction like she didn't notice him before.
"No, I'm wet" he says, they both exchange a glare, before Lydia remarks:
"You can still run if you're wet"
"Not if the floor is wet too"
"Then you can swim" Isaac nearly growls but thankfully Lydia stares at him before he does, the beta hears an increasing heart rate before Stiles shivers:
"She'd kill me then" he says as if the idea alone was enough to do the act.
"Who? Allison?" Lydia asks, at this point, Scott somehow quit meditating and was sitting beside them, carefully listening:
"No" he denies, but doesn't give further details.
"He'd kill me, but he's gone. She's in charge now"
"Who's in charge?" The banshee asks, a bit annoyed at all the mystery.
"Mara" he answers, then falls asleep for a solid two hours.
._._._.
"I said that?" Scott Nods. Stiles frowns
"I can't see why I would say that"
"It's a lead" Scott says.
"Did Kira find anything?" The werewolf gestures to the pile of printed papers that Stiles reads. It was all related to spirits...
Then they go back to the guessing game.
"Gerard" Isaac says without second thought "I knew I should've killed him" he mutters more to himself. Making Victoria the she.
"You think Allison's grandfather is the evil spirit who's been controlling Allison into telling you guys to kill yourselves?" Kira asked, frowning.
"Yes!"
"He's not dead" Scott narrowed his eyes.
"He's not alive either" Isaac said, recalling the terrible nosebleed, black blood and the way he couldn't keep the handkerchief more than two feet away. He was horribly sick, looking like he was dying long term. Stuck was the word.
"That's exactly what makes him the lord of death" Isaac explained "or underworld. And apparently he's set to keep justice and punish you for awaking the nemeton"
"Yeah but-"
"-looks like there's an owe to this, five rules" Stiles interrupts then clears his throat:
"Non injury" he rolls his eyes.
"Truthfulness" everyone rolled their eyes, Scott almost interrupts him because freaking time is running out.
"Non-stealing, ha! celibacy and greedlessness"
"Dude, none of these fit" the McCall remarked with furrowed brows. Isaac didn't seem discouraged the least:
"Not on him maybe-"
"but they do on your boss" Stiles interrupts.
