Chapter 8 - Alternate Ending 1

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It took three whole days for Stiles to show any signs of wakefulness. Those three days felt like an eternity to Scott. He was going out of his mind worrying about his best friend...his brother. He would stay by Stiles's side and drain his pain whenever he was allowed in the ICU. The ICU had strict rules about visitation but the Sheriff and his mom had pulled some strings to allow him to be able to visit Stiles. The ICU only allowed immediate family and that too for only short amounts of time but they managed to squeeze Scott in. Even when Scott wasn't in the ICU with Stiles, he never went farther than the hospital cafeteria. He spent most of the past three days being acquainted with the lobby, the nurses' station, the waiting area and the hospital corridors. He did not leave the hospital; not to shower, not to sleep. When he wasn't with Stiles, Scott was busy trying to reach Derek to know how he managed to save Cora so that he could do the same with Stiles if need arose or he was busy coordinating with Chris Argent and his pack in trying to track down the two wayward hunters and the witch responsible for their current predicament. It took almost two days but Scott finally managed to track down Derek on his phone. Derek explained the procedure of how he managed to save Cora by tapping into his Alpha spark to heal her. He warned Scott about the consequences of using his Alpha spark to heal somebody. He told him that it might not work at all and even if it did, Scott might lose his Alpha powers, maybe even his own life in trying to heal Stiles. Scott said that it was worth it, that he was alive today thanks to Stiles and that he would return the favour in an instant.

It thankfully never came to that. The doctors had promised them that even though Stiles is not showing any sign of returning to consciousness , his reports are showing improvements everyday. His body has been through so much already and it's just taking it's time to wake up. He promised that he would wake up soon.

And Stiles did wake up. It was a slow procedure. Very slow. The first time he showed any signs of wakefulness was on the third day in the ICU. It took two more days for Stiles to keep his eyes open for more than a few minutes at a time. The doctors had taken the ventilator off after Stiles had shown distress towards it. He still had an oxygen mask nearby if need arose. They moved Stiles to a private room where visitation rules were not so strict. The pack could visit him; Scott could stay with him without being thrown out.

The doctors had performed various tests after Stiles woke up to determine whether he suffered from hypoxia but so far all the tests came back negative much to the relief of everyone. They are hopeful that Stiles will make a full recovery barring further complications.

Scott was alone with Stiles in the hospital room when Stiles finally woke up from his nap. He was on too many drugs and pain meds making him groggy and sleepy.

"Hey Sleepy head." Scott said fondly

"Wha..." Stiles said groggily then further, "Scott!" with a smile on his face.

"Yeah buddy. You doing alright? Want anything? Water, pain meds? Should I call the doctor?"

"What no! Actually water would be good."

Scott jumps up at that, happy to help his friend. He helps Stiles drink some water.

"Thanks. Where's dad?" Stiles asks looking around. His dad and Scott have both been a constant presence whenever he opened his eyes.

"He got called off to work. Something unavoidable. He said he'd be back soon."

"So... when can I leave the hospital? It's really boring laying in the bed and sleeping all day long."

"You must have really hit your head hard if you think your dad is going to let you out of here before the doctor gives you an all clear." Scott said

"But I feel fine." Stiles whines trying to give Scott his own version of puppy dog eyes.

"That's not going to work with me." Scott chides, "You nearly died Stiles do you get that? We were this close to losing you." Scott said pointing to a sliver of space between his thumb and forefinger. Don't you ever do that to us ...ever again, you understand?" Scott's voice broke at the last few words and he breaks down unable to hold himself strong any longer; the last few days catching up to him.

Stiles looks up at the emotion in Scott's voice. There are tears in Scott's eyes. He beckons Scott towards him and he has an armful of a snotty, crying werewolf in an instant. Stiles lets Scott calm down in his arms, muttering reassurances in his ears, "its ok buddy. I'm ok, It's going to be alright, we are fine." over and over again until Scott calms down.

Finally after Scott calms down enough and sits down on the chair next to the bed, Stiles asks him, "you feeling alright?"

"Yeah! Better." Scott gives him a reassuring smile.

"So... what did I miss? What's happening with the hunters? Did we find them?"

"No, not yet. Chris is looking into it. We have their names and photos. We're also trying to track down the witch that gave them that spell. We'll be ready for them if they try to attack our pack again."

"Good. That's good. Dude I have another important question for you."

"Shoot" Scott says relaxing further into the relaxed scent coming off of Stiles.

"When was the last time you had a shower coz dude you reek." Stiles teases.

"I'll show you who reeks." Scott replies playfully and places his armpit near Stiles's nose.

"Dude gross!" Stiles bats him away and they both laugh happy to be together again.

The End.

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