After what seems like an eternity you all finally pull up to the hospital and rush Stiles in. Scott had already called his mother ahead of time, who also called the Sheriff to inform him. Scott is carrying Stiles in his arms and running into the ER entrance with him.
"Mom!" he cries out once he sees her.
She runs up with a gurney and Scott places Stiles on it.
"What happened?" she asked as she rolls him quickly down the hallway.
Scott begins to tell her and once you all reach another set of doors she informs you all that everyone has to wait in the waiting room until they can run some tests and figure out what's going on.
You all stand there staring at the doors and you're not sure about everyone else, but your mind is reeling from everything that's happened. He has to be ok. They'll figure it out. He's at the hospital for God's sake!
Minutes turn into an hour and you all are still sitting in silence waiting to hear anything. Anytime the door opens everyone's heads whip up to look but so far no one has come out to tell you all about Stiles.
"It's all my fault." you finally say.
Everyone turns to look at you but no one says a word. What can they say? It really is your fault that their friend is now fighting for his life. You wouldn't be surprised if after they finally get rid of the damn Nogitsune, they forget about you too.
"I should never have let any of this happen. I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." tears begin falling from your eyes.
"Hey..." Scott walks over to you and takes your hand and looks you in the eye "This is not your fault. None of this is your fault. Do you understand?"
You want to believe him but you're too far in your own head thinking of how everything would have been fine had you not started all of this in the first place.
"Listen to me" Scott brings a finger up under your chin and forces you to look at him straight on "this is not your fault. We are going to fix all of this. The plan has just changed a little, that's all. We can still fix this."
"How can you be so sure?" you ask him.
"It's what we do. It's what we've always done. You know that." he leans in and brings you into a hug. For a few minutes you stay like that just crying into his shoulder, not sure of what else could go wrong at this point but it felt nice to have friends that would never give up. They won't give up on Stiles and even better yet, they won't give up on you.
The doors open again and this time it's Scott's mom. She doesn't look too pleased but there's no tears so you're hoping it's at least okay news.
"We're doing what we can. He's still alive, for now. I can only let a few of you in to see him right now, the rest of you should go home and get some rest."
The Sheriff immediately jumped up and ran down the hallway, on the way he mumbled something about you and Scott following him. Thank god. You needed to see Stiles, you weren't sure you would have been able to wait another day.
The three of you walk back there and you're shocked by what you see. He's hooked up to all sorts of monitors and he looks pale...so pale. He barely looks alive.
"He's still breathing enough on his own for now, but if it slows down any more than it is now we're going to have to put him on a ventilator in order to keep him alive. We've ran tests and can't find anything physically wrong with him."
Her and the sheriff exhanged a few more words with each other and then she left, telling him on the way out she'd be checking in on Stiles for the rest of the night.
"Do you guys mind if I have a minute alone with my son?" the Sheriff asked, his face filled with sadness.
"Sure, Sheriff. No problem. We'll be right outside." Scott tells him and leads the two of you out the door.
"Scott...we need to fix this." you tell him, your voice a little panicked.
"I know, and we're going to." he replies.
"No...we need to take care of this. Every time we have a plan, something goes wrong and he gets away. That can't keep happening! And now that he's done this to Stiles...just think of how much more powerful he probably is!"
"I know. I didn't want to say anything in front of the others but I'm sure some of them have figured it out already." he responds.
"You need to let me in on how you plan on killing him." your voice is stern.
"I told you, the less people the know, the better." he sighs.
"Yeah and how has that been working for you?" you ask.
"Clearly not very well." he answers you. For a minute he just stares at you, trying to figure out what to do. But then he finally tells you how he plans on getting rid of this damn thing once and for all.
"You really think that's going to work? And that it won't hurt Stiles?" you're nervous.
"Well...I'm not 100% sure but it's the only thing we can come up with that might actually work."
"Then I need to meet with the Nogitsune again. Make him wake up Stiles first." you tell him.
"But...wait,why?" he questions.
You explain your plan to him in pretty full detail, even though you're sure it's not really exactly what he wants to hear.
"I don't think Stiles is gonna go for that." he tells you.
"Well he's not going to have a choice. It's either go with it, or death. I don't see a third option here." you retort. "But Scott...you can be the only one there when all of this goes down. The less people that are there, I think the easier it will be. Have Derek somewhere close by as a backup or something, but that's it. If he senses that it's another set up he'll disappear again and we can't afford that. Things might get a little...weird, but you have to agree to this, ok?"
He stands there staring at you without saying anything. You can see him weighing his options in his head, trying to find another way of doing things. In the end he finally agrees with you and the plan is set in motion.
When the discussion is over the Sheriff walks out of Stiles' hospital room and tells the both of you that you can go in now. He's heading back to the station to pick up a few things and then is spending the night at the hospital.
The two of you stand by your friends bedside for as long as you can, not counting the minutes and hours passing by. You hope that he can somehow sense you there and know that he's not alone.
"Stiles...I don't know if you can hear me." Scott says "but we've got a plan. You might not exactly like it, I don't even like it, but it's the only one that might work this time. I hope to see you up and around soon, buddy."
The next day you wake up and are a nervous wreck. This is it. As soon as you leave the house, the plan starts. And no one is coming with you for this part. You're all alone.
You get yourself ready and head out to your car and drive yourself down to the school. You're glad that Scott agreed to this, and didn't share exact details with everyone because you're sure someone would have tried coming with you or following you. They're all under orders from Scott not to make a move until he says anything. Unless he gets a call from you for help. You're hoping you won't need to make that call yet. This has to work.
You finally arrive at the school which is still closed because of the water main break. It's not quite so creepy in the daytime, although it's still a little unnerving to be the only person here.
Lydia had given you keys she swiped from her mother for the school so you let yourself in and walked down to the same room you were in the night before. The basement, into the boiler room. He said you would find him when you needed him, and this is where you figure he'd be.
At this point you're almost kicking yourself for not bringing anyone with you. He could see right through you and kill you right here and now if he's here. But you force yourself even further into the room looking around for any sign of him.
You're beginning to think that this was a bust again when you reach the other side of the room and see nothing, but you hear a familiar voice off in the distance near the door you just came in through.
"And here she is. Back again, even though you told me you'd never come here. I just had to take your precious Stiles away from you and you come here begging for me again." he walks into the middle of the room.
"N-now hold on. I want to make a deal with you." you try and steady your voice.
He laughs at you and continues walking towards you.
"I don't make deals sweetheart."
"I think you'll like this one." you tell him.
"I doubt that. You know what I'd really like? For that mouth of yours being put to better use." he finally reaches you and pushes you up against the wall.
"Just listen to me...for one minute. And you'll get what you want, I promise." you tell him.
He pulls away and raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by your comment.
"Fine. I'll entertain the idea. What do you want?"
"I want you to bring Stiles back." you look him in the eye.
"That's what you came here to ask me? And all by yourself, too? You're clearly not the brightest crayon in the box, are you? I guess you don't need to be with a body like this though..." he runs his hands over your chest and your stomach.
"You didn't let me finish." you reply.
"I don't need to. It's not happening. Now back to the task at hand here..." he tries tugging at your shirt but you grab his hands.
"I want you to bring Stiles back for a reason. If you want to continue this, I want something out of it. I want the two of you...together. With me, tonight. Or else this deal is off."
"You've been dying for this threesome for some time now, haven't you?" he smirks.
"Yes." you breathe out.
He pulls away from you and begins pacing the room. He isn't saying anything but you can tell he's thinking about it. If he still wants you bad enough, you know he'll take the bait. But if not he'll kill Stiles and probably you, too. Either way the situation is tense and you're trying to calm yourself down.
He walks back over to you and stands right up against you, bringing his face right in front of yours.
"You've got a deal." he growls "This I can't want to see." he crashes his lips into yours and this time you reciprocate.
"Do it this morning" you begin telling him "and then meet at my house tonight. No one will be there but the three of us."
"There won't be a sheriff or a deputy or a wolf there waiting for me in the wings?" he asks.
"No. Just the three of us. None of them even know I'm here right now."
"And you don't think they'll find it odd that your friend magically wakes up?" he eyes you.
"The wonders of modern medicine" you reply.
"Fine. I'll see you later. Wear something sexy for me." he kisses you again.