They find Joe on the roof in Melissa's arms. She's holding her tightly, wearing a desperate expression while Joe's body is shivering heavily. Scott, Stiles and Isaac lunge forward.

"What happened?", Isaac asks, deeply concerned while he observes Joe's face. It's more like a painful grimace than her usual beautiful face. Sweat breaks on her forehead and she presses her lips together, paling with every second. He takes her hand and presses it softly but she doesn't react.

"I don't know. He must've injected her with something", Melissa answers, checking her pulse once again. Her heart is racing.

"Is she gonna die?", Isaac asks weakly, looking at her with an amount of hurt and fear in his eyes that it hits everybody else around him.

Melissa returns his look for a moment, then she puts on a determined expression and shakes her head. "No. But there is nothing in this hospital that will help her. We need to get her to Deaton. Quickly."

Isaac lifts Joe up in no time and already makes his way to the door. The others follow without intervening. She's still trembling and suddenly starts to mumble something. Isaac leans over her to understand her words but that's not really necessary because now she starts screaming.

"Joe, calm down. We're here, everything is gonna be fine", Scott says but she obviously can't hear him. Sobs escape her mouth. Heartbreaking sobs that gives all of them goosebumps. Isaac gets a little bit faster, now almost running through the chaotic hallways of the hospital where Sheriff Stilinski and Parrish are still struggling to get things under control. The good thing is that nobody notices the little rescue party.

As they break out into the night air Joe's body has gone still again. She looks worse, though. Her breathing becomes irregularly and tears glisten on her cheeks.

"Get her into the jeep!", Stiles orders and he doesn't need to tell Isaac twice. He climbs onto the back seat, having Joe's unconscious body on his lap. As Stiles starts the engine, he presses her against his chest, observing her in desperation. It's almost like he can feel her pain.

"I think she's hallucinating", he informs Melissa as she starts the mumbling again. Melissa checks the heat on her forehead and listens intensely.

"She's saying something about Lydia."

Isaac softly brushes her hair out of her face and caresses her cheek lovingly. "She's saying her name", he states. "And she's crying again. That son of a bitch, what has he done to her?"

"I've never seen something like this", Melissa mumbles. Her frown gets deeper by the second. "But she's a tough one. She's gonna get through this, Isaac, I promise."

Isaac nods heavily, pressing his lips together. He wants to believe it. The other option is unbearable.

"Stay with me…", he pleads as the car shoots through the night. "He's not gonna win, remember? You are stronger than him."

In this moment Stiles' pulls into the vet clinic's driveway in incredible speed and parks the car with squeaking tires. Melissa jumps out of the car and holds the door open for Isaac. They run to the front door, Scott hammering against it. Thankfully enough Deaton is there. He opens with a bewildered expression that immediately changes into concern as he discovers Joe's body.

"Get her on the table", he says without thinking twice. Isaac stumbles into the building and into the doctor's office, softly bedding her on the table. Deaton is there in no time to observe her.

"What happened?"

"Injection. She started hallucinating right away", Melissa explains.

"Can you do something about it?", Isaac asks, tired of those conversation and tired of seeing her like this.

Deaton checks her pulse and then the spot on her neck where she got attacked. His expression is not very hopeful and makes Isaac's heart skip a beat in panic.

"I'm not sure if I can…", Deaton says. "I could give her something to calm her but then that could make it far worse if it reacts with the other injection."

"So what? We just gonna let her die?", Isaac questions hysterically.

In this moment Joe's body makes a sudden jump. Her expression changes from desperate and anxious to peaceful, even somewhat happy. Isaac freezes and stares at her.

"I had the most awful dream", she mumbles, almost too softly to hear. The others exchange confused looks but Isaac takes her hand in his and gets on his knees to be closer.

"Joe, it's okay. You just need to wake up", he demands urgently.

She doesn't. Instead, a frown appears on her forehead. "What do you mean?"

"I'll explain it to you. Just wake up!"

"No! NO, ISAAC, STOP IT!"

He breaks away from her but that doesn't change anything. Joe is throwing herself around on the table, screaming, sobbing, gasping for air.

"What's happening?", Isaac asks.

"She must see something with you. Talk to her. Calm her!", Melissa retorts.

Isaac grabs her arms to hold her down. Joe keeps on screaming and fighting against his grip but he doesn't let go.

"Joe, I'm here. I'm here and I am not doing anything, it's all in your head. It's not real, I swear. It's never gonna be real!", he mumbles into her ear.

Joe moans, turns her head around in utter agony. Isaac throws an uncertain look into the round but Stiles' encourages him to keep going. They are all worried sick, their expressions deadly serious and their faces pale. Scott helps Isaac to hold her on the table now so Isaac has the opportunity to stroke her hair out of her face.

"We are all here", he repeats. "We are not going anywhere. Nobody is leaving you, nobody is getting hurt. Please, Joe! Come back. Just come back to me. I am not gonna leave, I promise."

At first the change is almost unnoticeable. But after a while they all realize that her lashing out lessens until her body stays still. She's not screaming anymore, she's not panting or moaning or breathing too hard.

Isaac lets go of her and takes a step back, staring at her. Nobody moves for a second. Then Melissa steps forward to check her pulse once again. With a relieved sigh she closes her eyes.

"Her heartrate is normal. I think she's gonna be fine."

"But she's not waking up!", Isaac exclaims.

"Her body needs to recover from the shock", Deaton explains softly, putting an arm on his shoulder. "It will take a while. But she will wake up as soon as her system is ready."

Isaac pushes out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Pure relief washes over him. She's gonna be okay. Joe's gonna be okay. For a moment there he was certain that he would lose her, would lose another girl he loved and the pain was almost overwhelming. But it's not gonna happen.

"I think we should give her some rest", Melissa says, takes Scott's arm and pulls him and Stiles out of the room. Isaac is not going anywhere, though. He pushes a chair next to the table and sinks down at it, determined to stay on her side until she opens her eyes.

Joe's PoV

As I open my eyes every muscle in my body is hurting. I'm absolutely confused for a second. Everything around me seems foggy. I inhale desperately and try to push myself up to find out where I am. But a soft arm prevents that. It lands on my shoulder and softly pulls me back.

"The others say you have to rest", he tells me apologetically.

I snap my head around and there he sits. Next to me. Looking awfully tired and beaten but smiling. And he's not hurt. There is no blood, not a trace of it. His face is as beautiful and unharmed as before. As I realize that, I feel those stupid tears breaking their way.

"What happened?", I ask hoarsely. My throat is dry and it hurts, like everything else.

Isaac intertwines his fingers with mine and sighs. "He injected you with something. And then you fainted and started to see things. We couldn't really do anything but to take you out of there and talk to you. You calmed down eventually, but seriously…it didn't look so well at first."

The pain in his eyes nearly kills me. I guess it wasn't just me who thought the other one was dying. I press my lips together and squeeze his hand.

"I'm so sorry that I scared you", I mumble.

"It's not your fault."

"But it is. I couldn't stop him. And now he knows everything."

He looks up with a frown. "What do you mean?"

"Well, he obviously didn't do this just to shock me", I retort weakly. "What I saw…those were my worst fears, Isaac. He laid my soul bare and I'm pretty sure that he was connected to me the whole time."

"So now he knows", Isaac states. I bite my lower lip and nod. I am quite certain about it. And I can't have it. He knows about Isaac. It won't take long until he'll make a move on him. I need a plan. Quickly.

"It's okay, Joe. We'll handle this. We handle everything", he assures me. I don't reject because I caused him enough pain already. And as he leans over me now to softly kiss me, I return it gladly and with as much passion I can muster while being so exhausted.