So because of Teen Wolf being so amazing that I couldn't wait before I got to watch it, you get another chapter tonight! Sorry it's so short. I have class early in the morning and midterms re this week. Please keep reviewing my story guys and stay tuned for a new story coming out soon! Happy chapter 10! I am so scared about what's going to happen, I have to wait two more hours and the east coast already saw it! I can't go on any social media so I don't spoil myself! I might post something tonight after the show but I make no guarantees!

Song: Fire and Fury by Skillet

Chapter 10: I Will Run to You

Scott's POV:

I couldn't contain my sobs as I continued to hold Stiles close to me, careful not to move him around too much. Mom thankfully had brought her extreme medical kit, so Stiles was easily taken care of. But in that one brief moment with him, my world shattered all around me.

I held his unconscious body, refusing to let anyone touch him after he was wrapped up in ace bandages. Someone knelt next to me, placing a hand on to my shoulder to which I ignored.

"Scott we have to-"

"Don't you dare say it Derek!" I screamed glaring at Derek who was surprisingly calm. "I the locking him up! Don't make me do it again!"

"When he wakes up, it won't be Stiles and you know that!"

"I can't keep tormenting him like this!"

"Then do something Scott!" Derek screamed finally showing his frustration "Before Lydia heard Stiles call out to her, you said one way to save him is to turn him. Be the alpha Scott and take action!"

"You don't get it-"

"No! You don't get it! That thing is going to keep killing and no amount of restraint will stop it! End this thing now and give Stiles the bite! Stop trying to find reason! Stiles is dying for god's sake! Every second you wait he is getting closer to death. Stop waiting for a miracle to happen and save your best friend!"

His booming voice made everyone's hearts stop. The only sound was coming from the soft ringing from the echoing lights above our heads. I blinked rapidly as Derek's words echoed in my mind. I looked back down to Stiles, who lied still on the cold floor. I sighed seeing the soft look of pain spread out across his face, as if he was having some sort of nightmare. I finally looked back up to Derek who was still scowling at me, breathing heavily trying to calm himself down.

"Call Derek." I whispered. "Let him see if the bite will take. The nogitsune still believes he has less than 48 hours, so let's play along. We have it running scared."

I didn't put much enthusiasm into my words, but it didn't seem like anyone blamed me for it. Ethan and Aiden went to Stiles' side, carefully lifting him up back on the metal table. Deaton showed up not too long after and motioned for Mom to set up and IV into Stiles' arm. She started setting up the same equipment that would be used to insert blood through an IV bag, but Deaton pulled out several large bags that contained a thick substance instead. I cringed as my mom stuck the needle in Stiles' arm and watched as she connected it to the medical pouches that Deaton brought.

"That's supposed to restrain the nogitsune?" Ethan asked bewildered. I was going to agree when I caught scent of the poison, recognizing it instantly from all of our encounters with Jackson.

"A paralyzing poison enrooted from the claws of a Kanama." Deaton said professionally to Ethan who just nodded in response. I left the room to find Allison staring blankly at the hard wood floor. I approached her slowly to which she lifted her head, guilt consuming her mind. I gave her a silent nod, silently telling her not to blame herself. Allison gave a light smile when I caught sight of Lydia pacing.

I stopped her cautiously bringing her hands into my own. Lydia looked up, her eyes red from all of the tears that were shed.

"I can't take it anymore." She kept on mumbling, her voice cracking at every word. "Stiles is…suffering and…I can't take it anymore."

"Lydia it's okay." I said, unsure if I believed the words myself. "Peter is on his way, and we will see if the bite will take or not then…then I…"

Lydia nodded understanding what I meant. I couldn't finish the sentence myself, unable to accept the inevitable. Lydia understood this as well, not pressing on the subject.

"What if he says no?' She whispered, fear engulfing her eyes.

"We'll figure out something." I said quickly. 'Is he here yet?"

As if on cue, the large door rolled open and everyone walked behind me, eyeing the man that no one trusted. He wore a smirk that just spelled trouble and my fists clenched hoping I made the right choice.

"So where is the young fox?"

Lydia's POV:

I eyed Peter, not taking my eyes off of him as he circled Stiles, who was still unconscious on the table. I winced as he gripped Stiles bruised cheek, turning it to get a better look at him. Peter tilted his head to the side, then carelessly released his hold on Stiles.

"Well?" Derek asked growing impatient. All of us looked to Peter, waiting to her what the verdict was. Peter sighed, looking to Scott only.

"I've never heard of turning a fox into a wolf before." Peter sarcastically sighed. "Keep in mind the two don't particularly get along."

"So what are you saying?" Scott said urgently, eyes pleading for hope. I held my breath as Peter frowned.

"Even if there was no fox within Stiles, the bite still wouldn't take." Peter snapped, looking to Stiles. "It's more a power of the mind and the body. And I say Stiles isn't mentally stable right now for it to work."

I released a shaky breath as I looked to Stiles, not wanting to think about him dying because of the bite. I didn't want to lose hope, but what else could we do? My fists tightened, my nails digging into my skin. I bite my lip, trying to suppress tears. I felt weak for this being the millionth time I cry, but with everything happening, it's the only thing that I can do.

"But," Peter said catching all of our attention. "I know of another way."

Scott's eyes shot up to Peter in a threatening tone, moving towards Peter in agitation with Deaton close behind. Peter put a hand up, collecting his words calmly.

"These things don't come free you know." Peter said lightly. I finally moved towards Scott on his right. I placed a hand on Stiles cheek, thankful that he once again subconsciously leaned into it.

"What do you want?" I spat, glaring at Peter. He shrugged carelessly with a slight smirk forming on the corner of his lips.

"I'll get what I want when the time comes. But seeing that once again, my nephew wants to take the barbaric route, I'll help you free of charge."

I didn't trust him. I trusted the nogitsune more than I trusted Peter, and that should say something. Peter always wants something, everything he does, there will always be some benefit he seeks. I was going to press him on this when Scott said fine. Peter's grin grew wide as he turned to look at Stiles.

I instinctively placed myself closer to Stiles, clutching the table, almost hovering over him. I gritted my teeth fearing the worst out of Peter. And I was right.

"You might want to back away Lydia." Peter said in a mocking tone. He leaned forward only an inch, hovering over Stiles head. "This process is excruciatingly painful.

I'm sorry it's so short. Teen wolf is on in like 30 minutes and I am not ready. PLEASE REVIEW AND GOOD LUCK TONIGHT. It seems like it's going to be a rough episode! Thank you for all my new followers!