Teen Wolf X TVD (Stiles Stilinski X Reader)

2.12

The Sheriff questioned everyone on his son's whereabouts, including us.

Once the sheriff had left to start a search party, the three of us gathered together. "So, we're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac asked as we watched Scott rip open Stiles' locker and hold out pieces of his clothing.

Scott nodded. "Yeah, we both are".

"I'm going to go to his house and try to do a locator spell," I told them. "Call me if you find him, and I'll do the same". I sped off before they could so much as nod their heads. 'Please be okay, Stiles'.

I went straight into his room, telling Noah that it was okay to search for Stiles himself and that I would stay in case he returned.

I grabbed the first thing I could, which was a shirt lying on the floor. I quietly muttered the spell and waited for the images to appear.

I saw him arriving home. My eyes shot open. I spun around to see him standing by the door. Overcome by emotion, I tackled him into a hug, completely forgetting that he was clearly injured.

He winced, and I quickly let go. I placed my hands on his cheeks and scanned his face, his black eye. "What happened to you?"

He shook his head. "It's nothing".

I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bed. I grabbed a glass and poured a bit of my blood into it before handing it to him.

I watched him empty the cup. I gave him a small smile. "I need to call Scott and Isaac, because I promised I would if I found anything".

I grabbed my phone out and walked to a corner of the room. Scott picked up after the first ring. "Hey, he's here. At his house".

"Has he said anything?" he asked.

"About what happened with Gerard? No. I wanted to give him a minute to calm down before I questioned him".

"My mom wants me at the hospital, but I'll go let Isaac know". Then he hung up.

I sat back down next to Stiles and decided to start with an easy question. "How did you escape?"

He shook his head. "I didn't. He let me go".

I narrowed my eyes. 'So, this was just another warning. Either that or a distraction'.

He turned away from me. "I just want to be alone right now".

I was surprised by his words. "Stiles..."

He gave me a forced smile. "I'm fine, I promise".

I didn't believe him, but I decided to leave it be. I gave him a comforting hug. "If you need me, remember, I'm just a phone call away".

I walked out the door, giving him one last look.

I decided to meet Scott at the hospital. I tracked them to the morgue. I walked inside and saw them looking into a body bag. I walked over to them and followed their line of sight to see Jackson's crystalized form. "What the bloody hell is that?!"

Scott pulled me aside. "What are you doing here? I thought you were staying with Stiles".

"He said he wanted space. Who am I to deny him that?" I looked over at Jackson. "What's happening to him?"

He shook his head. "I don't know, but we need to get him out of here before someone sees him".

I nodded then walked back over to Jackson. I helped move Jackson to my car.

"Where are we taking him?" I asked as we reached the parking lot.

"We're taking him to Derek and Peter," Scott replied.