A/N: Sorry guys, my Teen Wolf inspiration is getting a bit low these days... Got a lot going on in my life, so it might be a few days between updates. Should be back to normal in a month or so.
"Stay there. I'm coming to get you."
It was three o'clock in the morning, and Scott's phone was ringing.
He groaned, rolling over in bed to pick it up off of his nightstand. Unsurprisingly, it was Stiles calling him.
"Hey, Stiles," Scott said with a sigh into the phone, "What's up?"
"I… I don't know where I am."
Instantly, Scott was wide awake. "What are you talking about? Stiles, what happened?"
"God, Scott, I'm such an idiot… I went to that party, I thought, I don't know, people were actually including me for once?" There was a sigh, and then Stiles continued softly, "I think they drugged me or something, I don't know. I passed out and woke up on the side of the road."
Scott felt his fist clench around the phone. How could some people think that was funny? "Alright, Stiles, tell me what you see. Do you have any idea where you are?" he asked, already grabbing some clothes and the keys.
"Um… It looks like Elm Street, but I'm not sure where," Stiles answered after a moment, sounding relieved.
Scott thought for a moment. Elm Street was at least a ten minute drive away, and then he'd have to find Stiles. "Alright, Stiles, just stay there. I'm coming to get you, okay? I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," Stiles said jokingly. "Thanks, Scott," he added after a moment, his tone becoming more sincere.
Scott smiled tightly, stepping outside. "You know I'll always come get you, Stiles. I'll be there soon."