Reverse operation // Thiam

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Things weren't going well. And that wasn't just me being a pessimist.

"Oh stop wining, it's just a few arrows." Stiles grumbled rolling his eyes as if I were overreacting. I grit my teeth as Derek yanked yet another arrow out of my back with no warning. My head was swimming, Monroe had upped her game and whatever they'd used on the arrows didn't seem to be reacting very well with my body. Well if the thick black veins crawling from the wounds were anything to go by.

"Here's an idea, why don't we stick the arrows in you and see how against whining you are then." I growled. Derek hauled another arrow out of my back, I was sure the little twist he gave it to forcibly slice my skin a little further wasn't an accident. I mean it wasn't like I didn't deserve it after what I'd apparently put them all through. I didn't exactly know we were that close?

"Here's an idea, we finally fix that sword and stick you back in the ground where you-" I roared, eyes flashing gold as I finally let my fangs come out but before I could even make a move on Stiles Derek was shoving me harder against the examination table. What had gotten into him? Before all this I could have maybe even called Stiles a friend and now- like I knew they would. They all turned on me.

"Stiles." Scott warned tiredly. "Theo made a mistake."

"Oh I know." Stiles said, I didn't have to be looking at him to know his eyebrows were doing the infuriating 'I'm better than you' wiggle. I could feel the poison pulsing through my body, leaving burning trails in my veins.

"We need to stop them. Now." Lydia said, "We can't let it get as bad as last time. "There needs to be an end to this or she'll keep coming back."

"Then we go after them."

"We only have one plan and it's a stupid one." Malia said.

"That's good I have an urge to do something stupid." It was the first time I'd heard his voice since I'd got back and I knew he had aimed that comment at me. I grinned despite that at his words resting my forehead against the cool metal table.

"I'm stupid. Do me." The silence was deafening, my words ringing through the room. I blinked up from he table to be met with all the eyes on me as wide as saucers. I pursed my lips. "Geez if I'd have said that three months ago it wouldn't have been weird but now. Fucking bullshit." Isaac let out a huff as if he was once again tired with my antics. Jackson's eyebrows were still climbing up into his hairline. Ethan seemed to be the only one not in shock his lips twitching in a smile that he tried to hide. Aiden and Parrish looked on disapprovingly their expressions matching perfectly. No wonder they were made for each other.

Allison hadn't made eye contact since I walked in, neither had Lydia. She made every excuse to ignore me. Stiles still glared at me and Mason and Corey stayed quiet standing rather close to each other, clearly they had worked something out while I was gone. Peter and Chris still both looked like they had sticks up their arses as usual and Kira and Malia stood quietly next to each other their hands intertwined as if scared that they would loose the other right then and there.

The only person I didn't look at was Liam. "Well at least we know Theo's opinions on you haven't changed Liam." Stiles said and- and Liam blushed?

"I uh-" Liam stuttered.

And really, I couldn't think of a less appropriate time to be joking about my time away than when they were probably all going to soon die and I was bent over a table wearing only my boxers with lines of wolfsbane spreading across my skin as the arrows worked their poison. Derek pulled the final arrow out, tearing it from my thigh with little in the terms of finesse leaving my knee buckling, my chin slamming against the metal table much to everyone's enjoyment.

"I feel dizzy." I thought nervously. Apparently, I would be dying sooner rather than later.

"That could have something to do with the poison." Malia said bluntly.

"I said that out loud?" I groaned.

"I think... it might be best if Theo stayed here." Deaton said slowly, "I don't think he'll be much help as he is."

"I'm fine." I grumbled pushing myself off the floor. I locked my leg before it could buckle again, hands so sweaty they threatened to slide right off the table as I used it to balance myself. I blinked cringing at the way the lights seemed to swim around the room. "how are we doing this?"

"We're not. Deaton's right. You'll just slow us down." Scott said.

"I don't know. We could just throw him in as a distraction. Then get Melissa out of there and kill them all. After all, it's his fault she's even trapped." Isaac said with a small shrug.

"No." Scott said firmly stopping Isaac, "We're not using him as bait okay?"

"I don't... it might be our best plan." Stiles admitted, chewing his nail as he looked over at me, he almost looked guilty. "Look at him Scott. Even if we win again-"

"We will." Scott said.

"You think he'll even last until we've figured out what he's been poisoned with and manage to get the antidote?"

"If he's going to give anyway, using it to help us win would-"

"M great at being the bait." I hummed glancing at Liam. I blinked as I was suddenly deposited in a chair. Mason gave me a sheepish grin as he sat me down, one that I was surprised to see in the least. "When'd we move?"

"He's really not looking good." Mason said. I poked out a hand, fingers swiping straight through where Mason's head should be.

"You have too many heads." I said glaring at one of Masons three faces.

"Deaton can find something to help him." Liam said, voice wavering. I tilted my head, squinting past Mason's faces to try and figure out where in the room Liam was, something I wasn't sure I'd had to actually try to do in a while. It had been easy to find Liam in the past, he'd always been next to me. "If we go now we can finish this. We'll get every strain of wolfsbane we can fine and then-"