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thankfully deaton came, he injected stiles with a non permanent cure. it would only last for two days or so, but it'll give them time to find a real cure. to make stiles fully stiles again.
after hours of all three stilinskis talking about a way to help stiles, the said twin boy decided to commit to eichen house for a seventy-two hour hold. davina however protested multiple times before finally giving in. she just wanted what was best for him.
the car ride went by way faster then davina had liked it too. she wanted the ride to be long, she didn't trust the place and didn't want anything to happen to stiles. before she knew it stiles, her dad, and her were standing in front of the building. she couldn't shake the worry radiating off of her.
"stiles. are you positive you want to go through with this?" davina asked. part of her hoped he would see it how she did and go home. but he didn't. "v, i've thought about it a lot. i'm doing this." stiles smiled sadly as he pulled his twin into a short but sweet hug. "1.2.3 right?" "1.2.3" the two of them doing the finger guns. the three of them hearing a motorbike.
"Why didn't you tell me?" stiles and davina turned around to see scott who didn't seem the happiest. "vina...why didn't you tell me?" davina looked down to her feet. he didn't sound mad he was hurt. scott thought out of everyone davina would be the one to tell him.
"Because we wanted to avoid something like this..." noah trailed off. stiles took over the conversation. "It's only seventy-two hours." davina didn't want to say anything but she felt the same way scott did, but she didn't want to add to the problem.
"This is the same place where Barrow came from-- the guy who had a tumor inside him filled with flies. davina come on, please." scott pleaded. all she did was whisper 'i'm sorry' she knew he would be able to hear her. "You don't know everything yet--"
"I know enough. Nogitsunes, Kitsunes, Oni, or whatever they're called..." davina and stiles shared a proud yet shocked look. "Wow, that was actually all surprisingly correct." "Scott, I saw an MRI that looked exactly like my wife's... and it terrifies me. I'm headed down to LA tomorrow to talk to a specialist."
"Then why are you putting him in here?"
"scott, i'm not the biggest fan of this idea either... but try and put yourself in stiles shoes."
"He's not-- it's my decision."
"Stiles, I can't help you if you're in here..." scott's eyes began glossing over him fighting back tears. "And I can't hurt you. I can't hurt anyone." davinas eyes were practically glued to the ground, almost like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
"Deaton's got some ideas... Argent's calling people... We're going to find something. And, if we can't--" stiles cut scott off quickly. "If you can't...If you can't, then you have to do something for me, okay? Make sure I never get out." the three siblings engulfed each other into a hug. it was cut short, considering the time schedule they were on.
