Chapter Thirty-Seven

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Derek had tracked down Stiles' scent to the hospital and Margo was closely following behind as they hunted for the boy. Seeing the rest of the pack and the parents, Margo quickly jogged over to Stilinski and Scott whilst Derek went over to Isaac. "t's dead. He must have left the lights on," Noah said as he pulled away from the jeep.

"Why would he come here?" Scott asked.

"Let's find out."

The moment they stepped inside Melissa walked over to them whilst the wolves tracked the scent and left. "Security's doing sweeps of every floor. Nothing yet," Melissa admitted.

"What about the basement?" Stilinski asked.

"Follow me."

"Basement? Why the basement?" Margo asked, looking up to her father so that she didn't miss whatever he was going to say. His brows were pulled tight and wrinkles covered his forehead. He was terrified, just like her.

"When Stiles called Scott he said he thought he was in the basement of some kind," he said fastly and she nodded, clutching tightly at the edge of the sleeves on her jacket. There were so many thoughts running around in her head; was he okay, was he cold, was he scared, what was he thinking?

"Okay," she breathed out as they went down to the basement.

It was completely empty and void of life and more importantly void of Stiles.

"So now what? What do we do now? Margo asked, looking around the place. "Where next?"

"I er..." he was just as lost as she was.

His phone went off and he quickly grabbed onto it pulling it up to his ear, "Sheriff? We think Stiles is in Eichen House basement," Scott's voice sounded through and the three adults looked at the phone confused before rushing back upstairs.

"Okay, Scott you are with me, Margo you go back to the house and see if he turns up," Noah ordered and even though she wanted to scream at him that she did not want to do that; she nodded.

Feeling someone brush by her side, she glanced up to see Derek, "do you want me to go with you?" He asked, and she thought about it for barely a second. She wanted to say yes because nothing was more terrifying than being alone in this second but at the same time, the mere thought of taking away one of the people who could track him by scent was horrifying.

"No, you need to help find him," she pointed out and he nodded in understanding.


Everything was dark, lonely, and cold.

Pushing open the door to Stiles room, she took a step in and just like that her panic fell into heartbreak. Red string was pinned in every direction across the room and everything felt like chaos. She couldn't help but wonder if he was cold; if he was scared or lonely? What was running around in his mind and how could she help him? In this current moment, it felt like she couldn't do a great deal.

Climbing through the red string, she headed over to the corkboard where all of the photos were. There was one of Scott and Stiles together and she couldn't help but give a small smile as the tears began to burn in her eyes. The next photo was another of Scott and Stiles, there were so many of them. Glancing to the side, her smile quickly faded as she settled on the next photo.

"Maria said she liked me," she admitted to her mother, fiddling with the edge of the bedsheet and Claudia glanced down at her daughter who was lying on the side of the bed with her head using her mother's shoulder as a pillow. It was a good day for Claudia and so that meant the family were making the most of it and trying to ensure they got enough memories of when she was her. Stiles and Noah were getting some food at this current moment.

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