A/N: Decided to do two chapters today for both of my stories. Just because I enjoyed several of the reviews and was so happy you guys liked them both. Thanks for that, it means so much to me. You don't even know. Here's chapter ten, and the mystery into the Wendigo's identity will be revealed probably in chapter twelve or thirteen.

CHAPTER TEN: THE HOSPITAL VISIT

The group made small talk when they went to the elevator at the lobby of the hospital where so many people had been killed outside of and where Lydia had laid in a coma for the last three months and two days.

Stiles was nervous to find out if she knew anything about being connected to the Wendigo or something like that. He didn't want to believe that Peter's werewolf bite would affect her like that, but he couldn't rule anything out with all the supernatural activity in Beacon Hills already.

When they arrived to the closed door to Lydia's room, Jackson told them she was only allowed to have two people in the room with her at a time and that her mother was there always so only one friend could go in at a time.

Stiles spoke up and the group agreed that he could talk to her first. He walked in to see an annoyed Lydia looking up at Mrs. Martin who was offering her daughter literally anything and everything to make her feel better. "No mom I don't need another yogurt cup, I'm fine." Lydia snarled out at her mother with her teeth showing in attempt to make her mother realize she was okay. A little scratched up and bruised, but otherwise fine, physically of course.

The mental affects of her attack by Peter were left in her mind. She thought after being in a coma for three months that they would have dimmed down by now, but she was wrong. She knew that wouldn't be the case subconsciously because of her intelligence that told her that amnesia only happens in certain cases, and hers was not one that qualified for that illness.

She looked up at Stiles happy to have someone besides her mother in the room with her. "Mom, why don't you go get me some water from the cafeteria. I could use some, I'm parched." She spoke up indicating that she wanted alone time with the boy.

"Fine, I'll be right back." Mrs. Martin told them before quietly exiting the room and gently closing the door. "She's become a bigger pain in my ass than the bite marks in my hips are." Lydia joked before changing her facial expression to show guilt at saying that about her own mother. "What's going on? How have you been for the last three months?" She asked him with a curious smile.

"I've been good. The usual, school, homework, Scott and Allison and their problems. I've been talking to Jackson a little bit too, we've become what I guess you could call frenemies for the time being. I've also grown a little bit closer to Derek over the last few days." Stiles told her hoping she wouldn't delve further into the Derek subject.

"Oh, so you've finally given in to your feelings for the mysterious, brooding older bad boy hunk, huh?" Lydia questioned the boy with a smile crossing her lips. Are you fucking kidding me? Seriously, is it that obvious that I want Derek? Even the girl who supposedly pays no attention to me whatsoever knows I'm hot for the werewolf now. Just my fucking luck. Stiles thought to himself before nodding his head to answer her question.

"Hey, it's alright. I didn't expect you to stick around me forever. I mean I never did give you the time of day. I guess I deserve to be lonely." Lydia told him with a frown. "You don't deserve to be lonely, and you didn't deserve what that maniac did to you." Stiles reassured her earning a smile from the girl in the process of doing so.

Now was time for the hard questions. He would have to delve into them now or never. "So has anyone informed you of the attacks outside of the hospital?" Stiles asked the girl. "No, but I can remember that what attacked me the night of the formal was definitely not human. But I don't know what it was." Lydia admitted to him.

"It was a werewolf, Lydia. They're real, he was an Alpha, the most powerful. Derek is one now. Scott and Jackson were both turned into Betas. There's also ones called Omegas but they usually get abused by their packs or run around on their own." Stiles began, "Anyways, I'm sorry this happened to you, but I think the bite could've turned you into something evil. Like the creature who's been attacking innocent sickly people outside the hospital." Stiles told her.

Lydia showed a look of shock in her face. She was absorbing all the information she'd just received. "I'm not some fucking creature out killing people at random! I've literally been sleeping in this very room for three months straight, just ask my mom!" Lydia spouted out in anger that the boy would even accuse of her of such a thing. She might've not liked Beacon Hills, but she wouldn't kill anyone there especially as an evil, crazed supernatural creature.

"The only person I could think of being affected by this was you. I'm sorry I accused you." Stiles apologized accepting Lydia's nod as his answer. "There's only a few people who have randomly left me in the middle of the night after visiting me, Stiles. My mom informed me of it because she found it odd herself." Lydia spoke up."Who were they? I need to know, me and Derek are working on killing it and stopping it for good." Stiles told her. "They were the Argents, Danny, and our chemistry teacher. All of them, I get why Danny would show up because of Jackson, the Argents because of Allison, but why in the hell would our chemistry teacher come to visit me in the hospital?" Lydia asked the room and not Stiles in particular.

"Well, I'd say we need to find that out, don't you?" Stiles questioned her. "We sure as hell need to. I'm personally helping you and Derek tackle this issue. This stupid creature spoiling the good name of Lydia Martin. It won't get away with it!" Lydia shouted out.

"Okay, I accept your help. But you can't until you're discharged." Stiles commanded quietly. "Fine, I get out tomorrow anyways. Doctors say I've had enough rest and relaxation time and I can get back to school on Monday. I'm joining in the hunt then." Lydia demanded.

"Fine, meet me in the parking lot Monday and we'll figure out who could be the Wendigo we're looking for." Stiles told her. "A Wendigo? The one in legends? That's what we're after." She questioned. Of course Lydia knew what a Wendigo is, she's the smartest person Stiles had ever met he thought. "Yes, and let me tell you, it's not going to be easy."