Stiles POV

I came to the surface first, quickly realizing that Charlie no longer held my hand. I looked around for her, not seeing her anywhere.

"Charlie?!" I yelled frantically, panicking until I finally spotted her.

She was struggling to hold herself up since she was so weak. I swam over to her, pulling her body up more so she could breathe. We let the water take us further down stream and away from the Wendigo. Her body was even colder now from the water and cool breeze rushing over us.

When we finally made it to the shallow end which was near the bridge I pulled her to the edge, lifting our bodies up onto the shore by the bridge.

"Charlie, I'm going to have to take off your clothes. Is that okay?" I asked her as I pulled off my soaking wet shirt.

She shivered as she sat there and nodded slightly, lifting her arms as I pulled her shirt off for her. I set them up on the railing of the bridge so if someone drove by they would see and hopefully help us. Once we were stripped down to our underwear I leaned against the underside of the bridge, pulling her body between my legs to try warming her up with my body heat. Both of us were shaking, but she was much worse than me so I did my best to warm her up by rubbing my hands on her arms or back to create friction that would warm her body.

"We're going to be okay. Scott will find us." I told her, even though I wasn't so sure because it was starting to rain.

I would have tried carrying her somewhere but we were miles away from civilization so there was no point in trying. It was better to stay put and hope for the best as I tried to stay warm with her. As time flew by it was getting harder to keep her awake, which worried me. Her body was still cold and I tried not to think about what would happen if we didn't get her warm soon.

"Charlie, you have to stay awake okay? Just a little longer and they'll find us." I said, trying to keep her awake.

"I'm s-so tired." She stammered from the cold.

"I know, but you have to promise me to stay awake okay? You have to. I need you, Charlie. Remember the other day when I told you I didn't remember what happened at the party? Well I did remember it. I remembered the kiss and how amazing it was. I remembered telling you how I felt... I meant all of it. I like you a lot, Charlie. I need you to be okay."

My voice broke as I spoke, looking down to see her eyes closing as she stopped fighting it. Tears formed in my eyes as I held her limp cold body in my arms, begging for someone to come help. Within minutes my prayers were answered and I heard a car followed by my dad's voice.

"Dad!" I yelled. "Down here! Hurry!"

I saw flashlights then within seconds our dads found us, rushing over to help.

"She was in a meat cooler when I found her and then we had to jump into the river to get away from the Wendigo. I've tried keeping her awake and warm, but she's not waking up, dad." I choked out.

"Let's get her to the car." He said.

James took off his jacket then wrapped it around her before taking her in his arms. I reluctantly let him take her, gratefully taking my dad's jacket from him and slipping it on. He helped me up to the car and I get in, letting James place her in my lap across the seat. They gave us a blanket from the trunk which I wrapped around us so she could get warmer faster, trying to wake her up again but nothing was working.

On the way to the hospital, my dad called Scott and Lydia to let them know we were found and at the hospital. When we finally arrived Charlie was taken from me and I went inside as well, trying to follow her but they stopped me.

"No, I have to be with her." I argued, trying to get away from them but they kept a tight grip on me.

"Stiles, they can't focus with you in there. Don't you want them to do their best to help her?" My dad asked me.

I stared at him for a long moment, nodding slightly as I finally allowed Melissa to take me to a separate room to get warmed up and checked over by another doctor. Once I got the okay Scott brought in clothes for me which I changed into right away. Since I was still cold I kept the blanket with me as we walked over to the doors where Charlie had gone in, waiting outside them for any news.

"I can't lose her." I whispered after a long moment of silence.

"You won't. She's tough, Stiles. She'll be fine." He tried to comfort me, but even he sounded unsure.

"If she was going to die would you bite her to save her?" I asked him.

My question took him by surprise and he thought about it for a moment before nodding.

"Yeah, I would... I will." He replied. "But there's no guarantee that it could save her either. It might just kill her faster."

"I know... I just can't imagine my life without her. She's everything to me, Scott. I think about her all the time... It's way different that Lydia and Malia. This is so much more."

"I know. Just get some sleep alright? I'll wake you if anyone comes out." He said.

I sighed and nodded, curling up on the chair as I tried to sleep. Within minutes I was asleep, not realizing how tired I was until that moment, but even my sleep was restless. I kept dreaming of her and it only made me miss her more.

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"Stiles, wake up."

Scott shook me a few more times until I finally sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes before seeing my dad standing in front of me.

"Dad? What is it? Is Charlie okay?" I asked in a rush.

He sighed and sat next to me.

"She's stable for now, but... Stiles, she was legally dead for two minutes. They had to bring her back. They don't know if she'll-"

I got up before he could finish, rushing through the doors until I finally found the room they had her in. Her father was sitting there holding her hand looking upset as he stared at her daughter who still looked beautiful to me despite her pale skin and blue colored lips.

"She's going to be fine... She's going to wake up tomorrow and prove them wrong. I know she will." I said, catching his attention. "And if things do get bad then Scott said he's give her the bite. That'll make her better. It has to."

James got up and pulled me into a hug which I immediately returned, looking over his shoulder at the girl who I had fallen for as she laid peacefully in the bed.

"I have to shower. Keep an eye on her for me." He said as he patted my back then left the room.

I knew it must have been hard on him because she was all he had left, especially since his wife got killed by a supernatural being as well. Charlie wasn't hurt by the Wendigo itself, but he locked her up in the cooler which would have killed her eventually. After he left I took his spot next in the chair next to her bed, my hand sliding into hers as she laid there.

"Charlie, you have to make it okay? I need you to be okay." I whispered as my eyes filled with tears.

No One's POV

Days passed and Stiles didn't leave her side except to shower or use the bathroom. Scott had brought him a bag of clothes since he refused to leave the hospital. Even his father tried getting him to go home for a few days, but didn't get him to budge or even consider it.

It broke his heart seeing his son so upset. The last time he was like this was when his mom died, but even now it seemed to be hitting him harder than it did back then. He knew how much Charlie meant to his son and he never wanted him to go through what he did with his wife, but no one can protect their kids from everything.

After missing a few days of school the Sheriff finally got Stiles to go after Melissa promised him that she would call him if anything happened. From there Scott looked after his friend, noticing the difference in his personality. The once hyper and smart ass guy was now quiet, blankly staring at the empty seat in front of him where she used to sit. Even the teachers took sympathy on him.

At lunch time Stiles barely touched his food, merely playing with it instead of trying to eat.

"Stiles, you have to eat something." Lydia said softly.

"What's the point? If she dies then life isn't worth living." He muttered, not saying anything else as he got up then walked out of the lunch room.

Lydia sighed and watched him go.

"Have you heard anything about her yet?" Kira asked the strawberry blond.

"No. Believe me, I've tried. But I haven't got-" she trailed off, seeming to space out as she focused on what she was listening to.

"Find Stiles. Something is going on at the hospital." She said quickly.

The group of friends jumped up, rushing to get Stiles before they all rushed to the hospital.

Stiles was the first one into the room and stopped when he saw her standing in the bathroom.

"Charlie?" He asked.

"Stiles... something is wrong..."

Charlie turned around and his eyes widened when he saw her glowing blue eyes...

But they were nothing like a werewolf's eyes...

Nothing like anything they had ever seen...