"Stiles!" I gasped awake. He was distressed. Very distressed. My mother told me at some points I might be able to sense him, because our souls are linked. It was still pouring with rain outside but I didn't care when running towards this distressed feeling I was getting. Although it was pouring with rain a bubble formed around me as I ran down the large lot to the garage. There was a dead body which I ignored getting out of the rain but kept a large amount of water swirling around me. I banged on the back of the ambulance. Stiles opened the door.
"She's not breathing." Jumping in he shut the door behind me.
"Ok for how long?" I asked touching her chest and starting to move the blood around her body.
"Just now, how did you know I was here?" Cora gasped and her body started pumping on its own.
"I felt how distressed you were. It actually woke me up." Still feeling how fast his heart was beating I took hold of Stiles leg.
"I'm sorry about that, are you doing alright? What about the storm?"
"I'll be ok. I'm with you." Stiles gave me a small smile letting me lean my head on his shoulder. Stiles wrapped an arm around my waist.
"Maybe Cora is right. All we do is find the bodies. I don't want to find my fathers body." The grip of my waist tightened as a tear shed down his face. Taking hold of Stiles cheeks I whipped the tear away.
"We will find him, Stiles. Ok, everything will be fine." His lips went into a thin line as he nodded his head. There was a low growl outside. The twins were here. Stiles leant back holding my hand and let out a shaky breath. Neither of us moved while watching the twins walk by. It was dead silent in the small space while the pair of us watched the shadow disappear. Clenching and unclenching my jaw there was another bang. Stiles tried to listen and I let out a small yelp when Scott and Peter came into view. Stiles opened the door for them.
"Take Peter," Scott said and Stiles pulled Peter next to him.
"Tali has the keys and we saw the twins only thirty seconds ago," Stiles said and Scott looked at me.
"I'm going. Can you take care of them." nodding Scott shut the door before going off.
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There was a plan. The moment Issac came with the car we'd jump out taking Cora. I shifted to the side holding onto the stretcher and when hearing the car we all sprung into action. Peter swung open the doors and I helped carry Cora into the back seat. But Stiles stopped moving.
"Stiles come on we gotta go," I whispered to him and for some reason he ran off. "Stiles!" Shouting out I ran after him heading up to the roof of the hospital, Scott was there and Deucalion.
"Don't go with him, Scott. There's got to be something else okay."
"Not this time." She took Scott's mum. I let out a shaky breath. "I'm going to find your dad. I promise, (y/n) take care of Stiles." Glancing between Stiles and Scott I shook my head.
"Don't go, Scott." But he did leaving Stiles and me on the roof. We stared off at the fog surrounding the floor just as Stiles touched my shoulder.
"We need to wake Derek." Stiles rushed back down with me on his tail to the elevator.
"He's unconscious," I said and Stiles slapped him. "Whoa, what are you doing?"
"Waking him up. Derek!" he slapped him one, two, three times before going to punch Derek in the face who woke up just before that.
"Thank God." I breathed out and Derek looked around.
"Where is she?"
"Jennifer? She took Scott's mum and if that's not enough of a kick to the balls Scott left with Deucalion." Stiles helped Derek up. The elevator lights flickered.
"Wait where's Cora?"
"With Issac. Derek take your car and get Cora alright I'll stay with (y/n) and hold off the cops." Leaving Derek we went together to the front of the hospital and sat down waiting.
"So what's our story? Did you want me to call my mum saying we came here because of my mind grain?" Stiles let out a sigh shaking his head.
"No, I'll think of something." Cops started walking in and Stiles suddenly shrunk in his seat. "Oh God no." Glancing to the main doors I frowned seeing the FBI.
"Whos that?" I whispered and Stiles covered his mouth.
"Scotts dad."
"The jackass?" I said and he nodded as the man in question came walking over.
"A Stilinski at the centre of this whole mess. What a shocker. Think you can answer some questions without the unusual level of sarcasm?"
"If you ask the questions without the usual level of stupid." The cop ignored Stiles question and turned to me. Stiles put a hand to my knee.
"Hi I don't believe we've met I'm detective Macall."
"(y/n) (l/n)." He glanced down at Stiles hand on my leg.
"You finally got yourself a girlfriend, why haven't we been able to contact your dad? Is he drinking again?" Stiles's hand tightened around my leg. I put my hand on top of his.
"What do you mean again, he never had to stop."
"But he did have to slow down." Stiles was getting angry but I had no place in butting in so stayed quiet.
"All right how about this next time I see him I'll give him a field sobriety test okay? Well, do the alphabet, starting with f and ending with u." Squeezing his hand a little Stiles glanced at me calming down.
"What happened here?"
"How are we supposed to know that. We were stuck in the elevators the whole time. We came here in the first place because (y/n) had a mind grain." The cop looked at me and I scooted closer to Stiles. All these interrogation stares really tier me out.
"You're not the one who put the name of the doors?" Both our eyes went wide glancing at one another.
"What name?"
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The Elemental Stiles Stilinski x reader
FanficI've always been alone. Never once has there been someone I could call friend let alone a relationship. I've been called soulless most my life, which is true but many people don't know how true that actually is. (y/n) moves to Beacon Hill with her...
