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The pack was all sitting silently in the hospital waiting room. Nobody had spoken since Melissa told them about Stiles's probable brain death and the sadness in the room was palpable.

Scott couldn't think about his best friend's fate anymore so he was now mulling over a plan to get revenge.

"Adorjan wants us to help him eliminate all the humans in Beacon Hills." Scott's statement broke through the silence like a knife. "He said he'll be back in the morning to set me free and listen to my decision."

Lydia's eyes grew wide. "What are you going to do? Obviously not help him."

"I'm going to rip him limb from limb." Malia growled.

"No you're not." Scott shook his head. "I'm hoping that we can just scare him into leaving. Let him know that Beacon Hills is protected."

"Do you really think that'll work?" Derek sounded skeptical. "These are alphas, Scott."

"I'm with Derek." Lydia nodded. "I think it's going to take more than just scaring them to get them to leave."

"I, for one, want to see someone pay for what happened to my boy." Stilinski's voice was still thick with tears. "I won't just let them walk away free and unharmed, Scott. I can't."

"I understand Sheriff, but is killing them really going to help? Would Stiles be okay with us becoming killers for him? I'm just trying to solve this with as little bloodshed as possible."

"it's a little late for that, don't you think?" Malia gestured towards the hospital doors.

"Scott's right." Kira said. "Stiles wouldn't want us to stoop to their level. We can figure this out another way."

"Alright," Derek conceded, "so what do you suggest we do?"

The pack spent the rest of the agonizing night discussing plans for the alpha pack. They knew that they had to act fast if they had any hope of catching Adorjan off guard in the morning.

When the plan was finally finished, the pack stood up and prepared to leave. Scott, however, was suddenly hesitant. He shifted uncomfortably on his feet and looked from Melissa to the Sheriff.

"Scott?" Lydia said gently, "Are you okay? We have to go."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel horrible about leaving Stiles alone." He shifted his gaze to his feet. "How would he feel if he knew we were abandoning him? I've left him alone and ignored him too many times already. I want to be a good friend for once."

"Oh baby." Melissa walked over and gently placed her hand on her son's back. "I think the best way to show Stiles that you care about him is to make sure that these sons of bitches don't harm anymore people in this town. I promise you that I will call if anything changes with Stiles and when you are done you can come straight back." Melissa smiled and tilted Scott's chin up towards her. "I guarantee that Stiles knows how much you care about him. Now go make him proud and for god's sake, be careful!"

Scott smiled slightly and gave his mother a hug before turning to the rest of the pack. "She's right. We've got work to do."