Lydia Seizure
"Lydia. Hey," Stiles said as Lydia came round. She was on the floor and Stiles, Scott and Deaton were beside her.
"What's going on?"
"You collapsed. You've had a seizure."
"A seizure?"
"Yeah."
"Woah. Relax Lydia, don't move," Scott said as he had his hands resting on her body.
"Why?"
"We don't know."
"Just relax. We've got an ambulance coming."
"Your heart rate's slow, and you've got low blood pressure."
"Yeah… I don't feel like moving."
"Well, we don't want you to."
"Just relax and breathe."
Liam Collapses
"Liam? Are you alright?" Scott asked as he was lying on the ground.
"Scott?" Stiles called as he saw him, and he rushed over. "What's going on, is he ok?"
"His heart beat's alright."
"I'm fine," Liam said as he looked up and sat up.
"Woah, Liam."
"You just collapsed."
"I'm fine," Liam said as he stood up and got away from them.
"Liam."
"I'm ok."
"Woah," Stiles said and he caught Liam as he started to fall backwards.
"I should go home."
"No. Stay in school where we can keep an eye on you."
"Why? What's happening to me?"
"You're sick."
"Liam, listen to us."
"I need to get to class," Liam said as he rushed off.
"What if he dies in class Scott?"
"Then we try to help him."
"But he could be dying. You know, reacting to the bite. Death."
"Then we get an ambulance. This is my fault, he's turning into my beta."
"Alright. If he dies, it's on your head."
"Ok," Scott said and they went about their day.
Liam Taken
"It's Liam. They have Liam."
"Who has Liam?"
"Gratt. He wanted me to attack the armoured truck, or they're going to kill him."
"You made a deal with him?"
"I had to dad."
"Where's Liam?"
"I don't know. That's why I have to help him."
"Ok. We'll find Liam."
Scott Hurt
"Sheriff, ambulances have been called," Deaton told Noah as he and Chris knelt beside Scott on the darkened road.
"Ok. Help him," Noah said, referring to Scott.
"We will."
"Hold on Stilinski," Chris said and Noah nodded as ambulance sirens started to be heard and they picked Scott up.
Putting him in the car, they drove to the animal clinic.
"Put him on the table," Deaton said as Chris carried Scott into the clinic.
"Ok. Can you remove it? " Chris asked as he put Scott down.
"It's got backward facing razor edges on it, so it will tear and create a wide exit wound."
"But he should heal from it?"
"It will take a few hours, but he will heal. I have syringes over there containing a sedative. Can you please pass me one?"
"Of course," Chris said and he went over to get one. It was now that Scott woke up.
"Hey there. I was actually hoping you'd be out for a few more minutes," Deaton said and Chris looked over. "Leave the sedative," He told Chris.
"Ok."
"What's going on?" Scott asked them.
"I can do it. Scott, this is going to hurt," Chris told him. He took hold of the knife and after a moment, he pulled it out.
Liam Carbon Monoxide Poisoning
Liam coughed as he woke up in the hospital bed.
"Liam. You're awake," Scott said as he noticed.
"Scott?"
"Yeah, I'm here. I'm with you," Scott said, and he put his hand onto Liam's arm. Liam opened his eyes and he looked at Scott. "Hey."
"Where am I?"
"You're in the hospital."
"Why? What happened?"
"You weren't answering your phone, so Mason and I got worried. We looked round the school for you, and Mason found you unconscious in the chemistry classroom."
"Why was I unconscious?"
"The doctor said it was carbon monoxide poisoning."
"Carbon monoxide?"
"Yeah. I had to call coach and they've evacuated the school."
"Has anyone else been admitted?"
"No. No, it's just you."
"Oh," Liam said before he coughed again.
"My mum's got you on oxygen so take some deep breaths," Scott said and Liam nodded. He took some deep breaths and felt a little better. "How's that?" Scott asked him.
"Better."
"Good."
"You staying with me?"
"Of course. You're my beta Liam."
"Thank you."
"Mason's outside. Do you want me to send him in?"
"No. Not yet."
"Why not?"
"I don't want him to see me like this."
"Ok. He's worried about you."
"I know."
"Can you… stay with me Scott?"
"Of course. I'll just go and tell Mason that you're awake and doing ok. I'll be right back."
"Ok."
"I'll be back in a minute," Scott said, and he left.
"How's he doing?" Mason asked as Scott came out.
"He's awake," Scott told Mason and he sighed in relief. "He's sore and a little out of it. He doesn't want you to see him in this state."
"Ok. Typical Liam," Mason said before he smiled a little bit. "Can you look after him for me?"
"I will. I'll text you the minute that he wants to see you."
"Thank you," Mason said, and he left.
"What did he say?" Liam asked Scott as he came back into the room.
"He's happy that you're doing ok. He's going to go home and I'll text him when you want to see him."
"Thank you."
"Get some rest Liam."
"Thanks," Liam said and Scott retook his hand. Falling asleep, Scott stayed by Liam's side until his father arrived.
"Liam. How is he Scott?"
"He's doing ok Mr Geyer. The carbon monoxide levels in his body are going down, and my mom's got him on oxygen."
"Has he woken up at all?"
"He has. He's just sleeping at the moment."
"Thank goodness. I can stay with him now Scott. You should go home and get some rest."
"Can you text me when he wakes up and wants to see Mason?"
"Of course I can."
"Thank you," Scott said. He squeezed Liam's hand before standing up to leave.
"Are you alright Scott? You and Mason found him right?"
"We did, and we're both alright. After we got Liam to the hospital, Mason and I were a little light headed. Melissa monitored us for half an hour, before she discharged us both."
"Ok, good. Thank you for finding and helping him. And I'm very glad that you're both alright."
"Goodnight Mr Geyer."
"Goodnight Scott," Mr Geyer said and Scott left.
Stiles in Shock
"Scott, you ok?" Stiles as Malia had walked out.
"Yeah. You have blood on your shirt. Are you ok?"
"Yeah. ... I was nearly shot."
"By who?"
"The chemist. He had a gun against my forehead and your dad... he saved my life."
"He shot him before he shot you?"
"Yeah..." Stiles said, and tears came to his eyes.
"Stiles," Kira said and she hugged him.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. I'm ok.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah," Stiles said as a few tears fell down his face.
"Come here," Scott said, and he hugged his friend.
"Are you ok?" Stiles asked Scott.
"Yeah, I'm ok. Your dad's outside. You're in shock Stiles."
"I know."
"Let's go," Scott said and they went upstairs together.
"Stiles."
"Scott," Rafe and Noah said and they hugged their sons. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm good. I didn't get sick," Scott told his dad.
"I'm glad to hear that."
"Are you alright Stiles?"
"Yeah... I'm ok..."
"You don't look alright. There's blood," Noah told him.
"I'm ok..." Stiles said, but tears fell from his eyes.
"Are you hurt?"
"Did he hurt you?" Rafe asked as he came over.
"No. No, I'm alright..." Stiles said and Scott went to his friend.
"You know what happened?" Noah asked Rafe.
"Stiles was threatened with a gun. I assessed the danger to be imminent, so I eliminated the threat."
"He saved his life."
"Stiles? Stiles!" Noah called as Stiles collapsed. Scott went to the ground with him and Stiles lay against him.
"He's in shock," Scott said as he took Stiles's pulse.
"We need a medic over here," Noah called and Rafe checked Stiles's head, neck and chest. "Agent McCall?"
"He hasn't got any injuries. Stiles, look at me," Rafe said but Stiles looked at his dad, he tried to breathe and his hands were shaking.
"We've got you Stiles. You're going to be ok."
"Stiles, look at me," The medic said and Stiles looked at her.
Stiles jolted and looked around. Parrish noticed and looked over at him.
"Stiles, are you ok?"
"Where am I?"
"You're in the police station. The medic cleared you and your dad's just tidying some paperwork up."
"Oh. How did I get here?"
"By car. You've had a shock," Parrish said as he came over to Stiles. "You're going to be ok."
"Ok..."
"Take some deep breaths and I'm going to get you some water alright?"
"Ok," Stiles agreed and Parrish got him some water.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better. Sorry... I'm sorry about that."
"It's alright. You need rest and..."
"Ok Stiles. Let's get you home," Noah said as he came out of his office. "What's happened?" He asked as he saw Parrish kneeling in front of Stiles.
"He was a little confused, but he's feeling alright."
"Ok. Come on Stiles, let's get you to bed."
"Thanks dad," Stiles said, and he went with his dad to the car.
Parrish Burned
"Lydia?" Stiles asked as her eyes glazed over.
"Parrish..."
"What?"
"Parrish. Parrish, he's dying. I can hear him," Lydia told them.
"Are you sure?"
"Where is he?" Stiles and Noah asked her.
"On the road. He's in a car... he's burning..."
"He was heading down Beachwood," Noah said and they left the station.
"Parrish!" Noah shouted as they saw him. He had made it out of the car and he was lying on the ground. They ran to him and Noah took his pulse as Stiles called for an ambulance.
"He's got a pulse, but it's weak."
"Ambulance. An officer's been burned alive. He's got a pulse, but he's dying."
"Someone did this," Lydia said as she knelt beside him and Noah. "He's soaked in gasoline."
"Who would do this?"
"Someone who wanted 4 million dollars."
"He's on the deadpool?"
"Yes."
"What is he?"
"We don't know."
"Whatever he is, his heart's still beating."
"Haig... it was... Haig..." Parrish whispered before he fell unconscious. Noah immediately got onto his radio.
"Arrest Officer Haig for attempted murder."
"Parrish," Noah said as Parrish started to come to. "You're in hospital, you're doing just fine."
"What happened...?"
"Someone tried to kill you."
"Haig... Haig..."
"Hey, hey. It's ok," Noah said, calming him down. "He's in custody. He was found to be requesting a transfer of money from the benefactor on his laptop."
"He tried to kill me. He put me in that car, trapped me in there. Then he set everything on fire."
"How did you get out?"
"I can't remember."
"Ok."
"I'm exhausted."
"Get some rest. Your body needs to do a lot of healing. I'm glad that you're alright."
"Thank you Sheriff."
"Don't worry about work until you're ready."
"Thank you Sheriff."
"Alright," Noah said and he left Parrish to it.
Stiles Concussion
"Woah, Stiles are you ok?"
"Stiles?" Lydia asked and Noah turned to them. Meridith was being taken into custody and Stiles had stumbled, Parrish catching him.
"My head... my head hurts..." Stiles said as he raised his hand to it.
"You're pale. Did Brunski hurt you?"
"He punched you. He punched him in the head."
"You might have a concussion."
"I need to sit down."
"Ok," Parrish said and he helped Stiles to sit on the ground.
"Have you got her? Good," Noah said and he went to Stiles. "How are you feeling Stiles?"
"Dizzy and... sick. I might black out."
"Might?"
"Your pupils are dilated. You have a concussion Stiles," Lydia told him.
"Alright. Parrish, can you take him to the hospital? I need to escort Meridith to the station."
"Of course."
"I'll call you soon Stiles."
"Ok dad," Stiles said and Noah left.
"Stiles? What's happened?" Melissa asked as he came in with Parrish supporting him.
"They were attacked at Eichen house. Stiles was punched in the head and it looks like he has a concussion."
"Ok. Follow me," Melissa said and she led Parrish into a room. He put Stiles onto the bed and Melissa started to assess him.
"Is he going to be ok?"
"It doesn't seem to be too bad. We'll do a CT scan to make sure, but he should be fine."
"Ok. I'll call Stilinski, then I need to get to the station. Look after him."
"I will," Melissa said and Parrish left.
Parrish Burned II
"Parrish. A word," Noah said and Parrish stepped into his office. "What are you?"
"Sorry?"
"You were set on fire and came out alive. Third degrees burns all over your body, which healed overnight. You're not a werewolf. So what are you?"
"I don't know. Derek, Scott and Lydia have told me everything, but even they're baffled. I have no idea what I am."
"Are you dangerous?"
"I think that if I was, we would would know by now."
"Very true."
"Are you going to sack me?"
"No. No, of course not. You're the best deputy I've ever had. Any clues on what you are or what you could be, talk to Scott. The sooner we find out, the better."
"Agreed."
"Ok," Noah said and Parrish went to leave. "Parrish."
"Yes Sheriff?"
"Are you alright? You were burned alive."
"Yes. Physically, I've healed. Mentally, I haven't given myself any time to think about it."
"Well, if you need any help or counselling, time off work, that kind of thing… just talk to me."
"Thank you."
"And Melissa McCall, at the hospital. She knows about all the supernatural. Any medical issues, you can talk to her."
"Thank you."
"Now get back to work," Noah said and Parrish smiled before he went back to his desk.
