Animagus

Chapter Forty: Mindspace

I woke up screaming, pain around my foot. My parents and Sam came running in, they saw me holding my ankle. They kept asking what is wrong.

"My foot! I–I feel like... Like I stepped in a trap and... And I can't get it off," I cried.

Mom started examining my foot for any blood or marks. There was no sign of anything, but I know what I felt and I still feel it. Dad had Sam stay in the room while he talked to mom.

"I've been thinking... She may be getting too close to her friends that she is starting to experience their pain."

"Come on, David, you can't be serious. Empathy?"

"Yeah..." dad looked at me in my bed, "Which now means our daughter is at higher risk of dying... And so are we." he sighed.

"Sam, I need your help," I whispered.

"Anything."

Once my parents went back to bed, Sam snuck back into my room and helped me get dressed. He opened the window quietly, "I'm going to go first, then you jump and I'll catch you."

He easily jumped and landed on his feet, as I slid out of the window dragging my foot that still hurt. I couldn't stand and jump, so I just tumbled down. Thank God my brother has quick reflexes or I would have broken my back, which would have taken forever to heal if it did.

He wrapped my arm around him and helped me walk on my feet, it hurt every time I put pressure on it. Why am I feeling this pain? And where is it coming from? It's a ten-minute walk to the Sheriff's station, but with my leg, it took almost twenty minutes maybe a little less.

Before we walked in I stopped, "What's wrong?" Sam asked looking at my leg, concerned.

"If I walk in there limping like I just broke my ankle and there is no bruising. Don't you think they would get suspicious?" I asked, trying to stand on both feet but failed miserably as Sam caught me.

"So, what do you want me to do? Break it?" he asked scoffing.

I raised my eyebrow, "Well..."

"No! Don't you even think about it. I am not breaking your ankle, so you just walk your butt in there and if they ask, just tell them you twisted it."

We started to walk in, but I stopped again and turned around, "I still think you should have broken it."

He opened the door and gestured me to walk in, but I limped in. I saw Scott, Isaac, and Sheriff Stilinski all together around a desk.

"Do you smell fire?" Sam asked.

I smelled the air and it was leading towards Scott and them. I motioned my eyes towards the Sheriff and Sam walked over. He saw a Deputy with a badge that had the name Parrish on it.

"If his Jeep is gone, that's where we start. Parrish let's get an APB out on a blue 1980 CJ-5 Jeep. Cordova, I want a list of any kind of industrial basement or sub-level of any building that he could've gotten into while sleepwalking. It's the coldest night of the year so far... So, if he's out there barefoot in just a t-shirt, he could already be hypothermic. Let's move fast. Let's think fast," Stilinski ordered. He saw Sam and I sitting on the bench, "Sam? Leia?"

"We can help," Sam said.

Stilinski nodded, "The four of you, come with me. Okay... Is there anything you need to tell me that I can't tell anyone out there?"

Sam and I looked at each other unsure if we should tell him about my foot, now knowing that it is Stiles pain that I am feeling.

"Lydia knew he was missing," Scott informed.