I know I've been away for a while, it's a little hectic over here. I've been busy with the family so I haven't actually had time to sit down and even write which really sucked but I'm not the best at being on top of things anyway so sorry. Anyway…enjoy.
Stiles is laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling as his heart pounds. Brett is sitting at the edge, feet toughing the floor but hand rested on Stiles ankle. The phone is pressed lightly against his ear as he listens to it rings, glancing back towards his sick husband. The female voice that greets him makes him smile sadly. "Hey, Jordan."
"Brett, how is everyone? How's the vacation? Did Stiles figure out what's wrong with his friend?" She bombards him with questions, her voice just as cheery as ever. Brett rubs his thumb lightly over Stiles ankle who doesn't acknowledge him, lost in his own thoughts.
"Yeah, yeah, you know him, he always know things. Uh, he fixed the kid-"
"That's great, when are you returning home?" She cuts him off, he swallows. She had a tendency to cut people off but this time he really wishes there was an easier way to get across what he needs to say.
"Well, uhm…something's happening Jor." He tells her and he can all but hear her cock her head, confused.
"What do you mean?" He can hear her nervous voice ask. His emissary Jordan was great at what she does and has been there since before his mother died and he became Alpha and she always seems to be just a smidge too emotionally invested in them. Although, if honest, Brett loves that investment. She had instantly fallen in love with Stiles when Brett placed winkies on his cup, being his coworker since she was relatively close to his age. She had encouraged Brett to continue flirting even though it seemed painfully obvious the younger brunette had no interest in him. She had only loved him more when he told her werewolves were his 'forte, straight up his alley of horrible memories and scary run-ins'. Brett feared their relationship at first but then he loved it, Jordan always gave Stiles that extra push when he needed it.
"It was…remember Aleysha last year?"
"With the poison?"
"Yeah. Except this time we thought he was fine…he threw up like he did last time but he didn't pass out. We went out, everything was great. When we went to bed…he had a nightmare and vomited, his eyes were faded. Now he can barely flash his eyes and he's vomiting black and he's shaking. It's like instead of getting better, he's getting worse." He leans back at the tug of Stiles' feet pulling him and smiles lightly to his lover who tries to reassure him that everything is okay, or that it would be okay.
"He can't flash his eyes?" Jordan's voice is chocked and Brett's a little surprised his isn't. There's a pressure on his chest and it feels like he can barely breathe. It reminds him of when Stiles told him what his panic attack's feel like but he's never had them.
"No, it….he was in pain just trying this morning and when he did they were black." There's a pause, the female emissary trying to absorb all this information.
"Do we know how the kid got injured? The…the wolf he helped?"
"They said hunters." Brett tells her, swallowing and he hears her sigh.
"Brett, I think…and don't let Stiles know but is it possible that these hunters are after Stiles directly? The last and only time I've heard of a werewolf getting injured like that and a spark being injured was Aleysha and if that means anything, it's possible that these hunters have been working on it and found out about Stiles' old pack and knew Stiles would do anything for damn near anyone, so…maybe…it might have been planted to directly attack Stiles and his spark." She pauses and he hears her swallow. "We never figured out what was in Stiles blood we took last year. It was as if there was never anything in his blood and there was nothing in Aleysha's. Usually hunters poison werewolves with wolfs bane but it wasn't that."
"How do we fix it Jor?" He needs to know, he needs to save Stiles.
"I don't know. I think you'd have to find the hunters that made it. And at the rate you say Stiles is going, it isn't long until he slips into a coma and a hospital isn't going to help him. If…if you find them you need to figure out what's in him, just in case. We can learn and figure out cures or something." Most of this information he knows is important but all he cares about is saving his husband, everything else comes afterwards.
"How long do you think we have?"
"A week and a half, if that. When he slipped into a coma it was only a few days but this is Stiles we're talking about so if he's slipping backwards I'd say the coma would last longer than last time and he believes in you enough subconsciously he'd fight it off." Brett nods agreeing.
"Thanks Jor."
"I'm sorry baby." She tells him and he nods.
"It's okay, I'll call you." Brett hangs up and sits there, staring at the phone, figuring out a plan. Brett places his phone on Stiles dresser before looking at him, eyes watery. Stiles sits up and cups Brett's jaw, meeting his eyes.
"It's okay, Brett." Brett grabs his hand and kisses it, pulling Stiles closer, to wrap arms around him.
"Karen and Jefferson are going to stay with you, we're gonna go find the hunters who poisoned your friend okay?" Stiles nods and then pulls Brett back to him when the man goes to leave.
"Be honest with me." Brett nods "Am I dying?"
"Not if I have anything to say about it." Brett mutters pressing his lips to Stiles', securing the promise.
"I love you, don't forget that."
"I love you too. This is it for me." Stiles nods and turns away, laying down and letting his lover out of the bed bed.
"If I'm sleeping when you get back, don't give up." And Brett knows the meaning is deeper, that Stiles isn't just talking about sleeping or giving up on saving him. That Stiles is telling him if he dies that Brett can't give up on their pack on his life. Brett closes his eyes at the door, fighting back the urge to cry.
"I'd never give up, I promise." Brett bites his lip and lets out a shaky breath. "We're gonna fix this."
"I know." Stiles says, even though neither of them actually knew for sure. They have faith in each other but this ultimately came down to several other factors, including hunters and another pack. Brett leaves the room to inform his pack of his plan.
"What's going on!?" Jefferson asks, when Brett enters the living room. Aleysha has long ago stopped talking, the pack gave them their privacy now they need to know their Alpha's mate is going to be okay.
"Stiles is sick." Brett tells him and the whole pack looks anywhere but at him. "Karen, Jeff, you're gonna stay here with him, make sure nothing happens while we go fix this. You call me if something happens. The rest of you go say goodbye, we're heading out to find the werewolves to find the hunters." They all nod and rush to Stiles' room.
Stiles smiles and brushes it off as nothing, letting Aleysha and Telisa cry on him. David, Andre and Dominic bite back their owns while they all talk about how much they love him and how he's helped them and saved them and made them feel better. They all promise him that they're going to fix this and he reassures them he's fine. They've always reminded him of puppies when they were hurt or wounded. Stiles told them to behave and have fun. As they leave, they say they'll be back soon. Karen and Jeff curled in on him and he hugs them both, reassuring them that this was nothing and it wouldn't be.
"We're gonna see if the pack here can tell us what hunters attacked them. We're gonna figure out how to fix this and we're gonna take whatever we find to Jordan so this never happens again. All of you behave and remember, they used to be Stiles' pack before this. They were once where you guys were, do not make them feel guilty. Do not hurt them. Understand?"
So this isn't great but the BHpack is going to meet the NYpack, so next chapter may or may not include the pack's opinion on Derek's pack and the chapter after that may or may not include a little pack bonding. Who knows? I don't. I know this is really short and I'm sorry but I'm tired and sore. I'll try to update by tomorrow or the day after but make no promises, it will however be longer. Hope you like it.