A Kidnapping Interrupted!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here. Basically a little what if idea where Stiles manages to prevent Heather's kidnapping.
Summary: Stiles managed to get back down to the basement just in time to save Heather's life.
As Stiles opened the door to the basement and made his way inside rather quickly. "Okay, only got one but I figured..." He trailed off when the smashing of glass could be heard, instantly making him worried.
"Heather!?" He called out worriedly.
"STILES!" Came the terrified scream of Heather, causing him to rush down the steps even faster.
Frantically searching for his childhood friend, he quicklyfound a trail of broken glass leading to a terrified Heather and what was even further worrisome was the hands coming down to grab her. "HEATHER!" His yell got her attention as he rushed to her and nearly slipping a few times in the spilled wine.
"Oh God!"
He started to beat the forearms of who or whatever was trying to abduct Heather. "Be gone fool! She is necessary for the Sacrifice!"
"Yeah, I don't think so!"
As he fought to get Heather released, he chanced a look up to see who the kidnapper was and turned a little green as he could faintly see one Hell of a messed up looking face. "Holy Hell! Man are you ever in need of plastic surgery!"
A scream of indignation came from the kidnapper that thankfully alerted Scott, Lydia, and Allison to come and find out where the source of it came from. "I will end you boy! I only really need her but perhaps I can make you watch as I do what I need too where she is concerned!"
"Not really my thing!"
"Stiles! Oh God, please get me away this psycho!"
A commotion could be heard from outside and Stiles could faintly hear Scott's voice, along with a loud grunting noise. Making for what sounded like Lydia and Allison calling out to Scott in a panic. Stiles looked at the broken glass and then at the forearm of the kidnapper who had one Hell of a grip going on. Along with some high pain tolerance for that matter. Now he could try and get some of the glass but for all he knew it would give this thing to take Heather out of the basement. So thinking quickly, he reached for one of the forearms and bit as hard as he could. Causing the thing to screech in pain and thankfully it was enough to get it to let go.
Allowing him to pull Heather away from it much to her relief. Though she couldn't help but wince thanks to the cuts on her feet from all the glass. Whether it was his biting the forearm or Scott and the girls' actions, the kidnapper soon fled the area with a blood curdling scream of frustration. Scott could be heard shouting that he would try and track it down and for the girls to go find Stiles. Who quickly gave his attention to Heather. "Are you okay!?"
Instead of answering right away, she just hugged him tightly in relief. "Oh thank God! I thought… I thought I was going to be taken!" Cried the girl as she buried her face into his chest.
Stiles was glad as Hell he had managed to get down there in time to prevent her from being taken. As the fate that awaited her wouldn't have been a great one with however that thing was planning to sacrifice her. "Let's get you out of here okay?" He suggested softly and he could feel her give a nod.
"Can you carry me? The glass cut up my feet."
"It'll be a challenge with those stairs, but I'm more than willing for you."
Hearing that made Heather grateful and part of her was wishing like crazy she went to the same school as him and Danielle did. That way he could protect her in case of anything happening again. It did give her the idea to try and convince her parents to allow her to make the move to Stiles' school and they might be willing to do so once they hear about what he was able to do for her. Picking her up, he carefully made his way towards the stairs as she held on to him tightly in tears while burying her face into his neck. As he made his way up the door opened, revealing Allison, Lydia, and Danielle's worried faces. Stiles was relieved as this meant he wouldn't have trouble getting the door to open with his blonde friend in his arms. "Danielle, is there a first aid kit in the house!?"
She gave a nod and told him she'd be right back with it, making Stiles and Heather sigh in relief over that. The two remaining girls quickly got out of the way as he made his way through and he beelined straight to the couch and gently placed her down on it. Heather really wasn't wanting to let go however, not that he could blame her and promised to stay right by her. One of the guests informed them that the cops had been called and Stiles nodded, thinking that was a good move to do. Danielle soon thankfully returned and Allison took it from her and started to get to work in patching up Heather's bloody feet. "I'm not even gonna ask how you know how to do that so well." Muttered Danielle, causing Heather to weakly giggle from her best friend's remark.
"Probably for the best." Replied Stiles as Lord knows the Werewolf life had taught them a plenty about first aid.
Scott soon returned, slightly out of breath and looking rather apologetic. "Sorry, but whoever they were managed to get away before I could catch up."
And that was a frustrating thing for him too considering his Wolf enhanced abilities allowed him to run damn fast! "But the police will get them right?" Asked Heather in a worried and fearful tone.
"Of course they will, with Stiles' father leading the way how could they not?" Spoke up Lydia with a comforting smile and Sitles was thankful for it.
"My dad might be willing to help track whoever tried to take you." Offered Allison even though she knew he likely would say no. But she wasn't gonna let that stop her.
Stiles, Scott, and Lydia figured that would be a damn good idea and hoped his skills would be able to pull it off. Sirens could soon be heard as Allison finished up the last of the bandaging. "There we go. Probably may want to stay off your feet for awhile though okay?"
Heather nodded at that as the police, with Sheriff Stilinski in the lead made their way inside. Along with an EMT as well. "What happened!?" Asked the man as he came up to them.
"Someone… Someone tried to kidnap me! I don't know how they did it, but they also somehow managed to break some wine glasses while they were outside the house!" Got out the girl frantically and Stiles gave her a comforting squeeze.
Hearing that made the Sheriff greatly worried and asked if she had seen the one trying to take her. Stiles, along with the others provided a description that while not the best, helped a little bit. The EMT soon left after he saw the work Allison had done, but the Sheriff still asked Heather if she would like to go to the hospital. A question that got him a quick answer of 'no' and it wasn't long before her parents showed up as well, worried and scared as Hell. The party goers, plus Danielle, Scott, Allison, and Lydia soon left afterwards and only Stiles, Heather and her parents, and the Sheriff remained behind. Who quickly promised that he would leave a Deputy to watch over the house for the rest of the night.
Something the Custers greatly appreciated. And as Stiles was about to leave to go with his father, Heather's timid voice reached his ears. "Stiles?"
Turning to her and giving her his undivided attention. "Yeah?"
"Would… Would you please stay here tonight with me?"
"Uhh… I'm not… I'm not sure your parents would like that."
Heather turned to her parents with a pleading look on her face and they could tell how important this was to her. They quickly realized that perhaps with his being there, he might be able to help prevent another attempt at kidnapping should the one who tried before decided to try their luck. "Sure sweetie, we don't mind at all." Spoke up Mr. Custer as Hell, he had long known Stiles and knew he could trust him with his daughter.
His daughter's shoulders sagged with relief over her dad's words. Stiles got a nod of approval from his father and had a silent conversation with the man to keep a damn good watch on her. Something he was only too happy to do. They stayed on the couch a little while longer with Heather holding on to him and not wanting to let go. She and her parents were later surprised when Stiles gently picked her up and carried her to her bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. He was about to lay down on the floor when she softly told him to join her in her bed. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm really sure. I just… I just want to be held and feel protected and I know you can do that."
Her belief in him surprised the teenager and he quickly got over any worries he might have about being in her bed. Something Heather greatly appreciated and quickly snuggled up next to him as he placed a cover over them. She would be in his arms all night, feeling safe and sound while he forced himself to stay awake the entire time to keep an eye out for whoever had tried kidnapping his long time friend. It'd be around close to 6:30 in the morning when Mrs. Coates came into the room and after managing to get over her surprise at seeing her daughter and Stiles in the bed together, she managed to tell him that she had called in to let the school know that Heather wouldn't be coming in that day. And that she had gotten the Sheriff to do the same for him.
Stiles nodded in approval at that as he had a feeling Heather would definitely not be up to going anywhere today. Especially with her feet likely feeling very tender after all that glass cutting up her feet. A sigh of relief could even be heard from Heather as her mom left the two alone and she gave him a kiss on the cheek before placing her head back onto his chest, enjoying the sound of his heartbeat as he drifted off to sleep. It wasn't long before she drifted back to sleep as well, content and safe in her long time friend's arms.
Author's Notes: May there have been much enjoyment of this one. And I will definitely be adding more to this in a future update as I've got an idea or two I want to do with this. And now, bed time!
