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Thomas POV
Once Mitch got Stiles off me I knew I needed to get out of there before he killed me, I scarpered out of the door and collapsed on the floor outside breathing heavily as the world spun slightly. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to block out the dizziness I was feeling, I felt strong hands moving me to sit my back against a wall.
"Thomas! Can you hear me? Are you okay?" I heard a voice I recognised but couldn't focus properly on, I am so tired I just want to sleep.
"Come on Thomas, stay awake." I hear a calming voice state as I felt a hand tap my face waking me up more, as I opened them the spinning subsided and I managed to focus to see Melissa and Sheriff next to me.
As I looked around it came flooding back to me what had happened, Mitch and Stiles. I go to move off the floor as I needed to go help but feel strong hands holding me in place, I look directly up to see Derek holding me still.
"Easy Thomas, it's okay. We have got you, do you think you can tell us what happened?" Lydia asks as Melissa wraps a bandage around my arm as Sheriff hands me a bottle of water which I take slow sips from.
"Stiles, he's not okay. They did something to him, he tried to kill me but Mitch stopped him. Then I left like a coward." I advise dropping my head ashamed of myself that I ran away.
"Hey, you are no coward. If you would have stayed he may have hurt you more or even killed you, you saved him and yourself from suffering anymore." Scott states from the chair next to me and I notice he looks a lot better then the last time I saw him.
I took one more gulp of water before getting up of the ground and went to sit next to Scott, I look around expecting to see Mitch been treated but I noticed he wasn't here.
"Wait, is Mitch in there alone with Stiles?" I ask slightly worried I had left Mitch alone but calmed myself by reminding me that Mitch is a highly trained person that can take care of himself.
"Yeah he is but don't worry we have been listening so we can jump into help if need be. Mitch is trying to stop Stiles before he has to do something he regrets." Scott explains as the sound of something crashing into something else comes echoing from the room.
"Well that didn't sound good!" Sheriff states as I get to my feet and grab my stuff from Lydia and head back into the Morgue with everyone else.
As we enter through the door I spot Stiles lying on the metal autopsy table looking more beaten then the last time I had saw him, sat down next to him was Mitch who was looking very pale and just as beaten up.
"Mitch, are you okay?" I ask as I walk over towards him with Melissa, Derek and Peter while Scott, Dr Geyer, Sheriff and Lydia head to Stiles.
"Oh yeah, I'm fantastic." Mitch states sarcastically before his eyes rolled into the back of head and he fell forward, I dived forward and caught him and with the help of Derek lay him on the table next to Stiles as I was starting to feel dizzy again myself.
"Thomas are you okay?" Sheriff asks in the distance as I shake my head trying to remove the spots of darkness from my vision.
"I don't feel so good." I admit as I feel my legs give out before I am caught and lay down on the floor by Dr Geyer as I feel my eyes close.
Sheriff POV
As I approached Stiles I can't help but notice the new wounds he had acquired since I last saw him, he looked like he had gone through fifty rounds of torture. I notice out of the corner of my eye that Mitch seemed to have passed out and is now lying on the table next to Stiles. I look up and notice that Thomas was stumbling backwards, he was also looking very pale again and was shaking his head.
"Thomas, are you okay?" I ask and notice that Dr Geyer has moved ready to catch him as though he had noticed the same thing as me.
"I don't feel so good." Thomas slurred out before his legs gave out and Dr Geyer caught him and gently lay him to the ground.
"Melissa, how is he?" I ask turning back to Stiles as Peter and Dr Geyer move Thomas to the table next to Mitch.
"Honestly I don't know, his injuries are all at a various stages of healing and I have no idea what is happening inside of him. Ideally we need to get him a head scan as it looks like Mitch had to smack him hard in the head to knock him out, trouble is I don't know if he will wake up and if he does is he going to have his memories back." Melissa answers honestly and I wished sometimes she wasn't so honest.
The doors to the Morgue crash open again and in walks Irene, Stan and Rafael who look around the room weapons drawn as though expecting to walk into trouble.
"Is everyone okay? We had reports of an incident happening on this level, why are all three of them now unconscious again?" Rafael asks placing his weapon back in its holster after realising there is no threat to deal with.
"Yeah we are okay, Stiles woke up and shall we say he is not himself. He took down Peter, Derek, Scott and Thomas before Mitch stopped him, as you can see it wasn't easy." I quickly explain as Rafael comes over to join us while Stan and Irene head to Mitch and Thomas.
I wait in silence with everyone else as Melissa and Dr Geyer check over Stiles, Mitch and Thomas while Rafael, Irene and Stan update us any news from upstairs. So far there had been no sign of Janson or WCKD but they were not letting the guard duty up just yet, I listen carefully to what is been advised as Melissa and Dr Geyer walk over to us.
"How are they?" We all ask at the same time as soon as they both reach us, I can see everyone looking towards the pair hoping for good news.
"Well apart from having a headache once they wake up they should all be okay, we have cleaned them all up so they don't look so bad now. It's just the case of waiting for them to wake up. Mitch and Stiles both have shallow head wounds so we will need to do further tests once awake." Dr Geyer explains and I am relived to hear that all three would be okay as I know how Stiles would be if he thought he had killed his friends.
"That is good new to hear, how long do you think it will be until they wake?" Irene asks as I notice Stan pulling what looked like a whistle from his pocket.
"We can't say for certain, it could be within the next ten minutes or the next few hours or even days. Every person is different." Melissa states and I feel concerned when Irene grabs the whistle from Stan and turns towards where they are all lying.
"I'm sorry but we can not wait that long, we are on a time sensitive mission and need the answers now. I would advise covering your ears." Irene advises as she places the whistle to her lips and blows down hard, I quickly plug my ears and back away as the sound is very sharp and strong.
I look towards the beds and notice as the sound stops, Mitch and Thomas dive of the table fists clenched ready to fight if needed to, once they look at us they calm down as we walk back over to them my ears ringing still from the sound.
"Madam, Agent Mitch Rapp reporting for duty!" Mitch states doing a salute before standing like a solider.
"Relax Mitch, report now on the situation." Stan orders as Mitch relaxes slightly but when I look at him I can see his eyes twitching everywhere as though waiting for something to happen.
"Mischief is compromised, he is fighting it currently but is under the illusion that he is still with WCKD. He is remembering his training so is only repeating his mantra of his name, my phrase and Mystery's code over and over, I have tried to correct it via cognitive recalibration we need to wait for him to wake up to see if it worked." Mitch explains as he walks over to where Stiles is lying unmoving.
"What on earth is Cognitive Recalibration?" I ask wondering what one earth Mitch has done to my son and hoping it would work.
"Basically he hit me really hard in the head!"
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