Love Lose Grief Repeat 《Stiles Stilinski》//Complete

Mischief Night

At the hospital

"Bring him around back. And keep it quiet. No one needs to know except for the people who absolutely need to know." Mccall says he then walks around the corner Melissa at the front desk she sees Noah walking through the door
"Okay here we go" she says walking between them
"Hey he is not coming in here" Noah says pointing
"This is the only hospital that will take him" Agent Mccall says
"What about county?"
"You'd be surprised how fast things fill up when a guy like this needs surgery"
"They turfed him to us?" Melissa asked
"Yeah. If county doesn't want to operate on him"
"Then Someone has to"
"Someone needs to do his pre-op interview" she tells both boys
"Who usually does that?"
"Me" she tells them fear in her voice

At the school

"Get your ass down here now we have a job to do" Stiles says over the phone to Scott
"Dude I'm already in bed and aren't we a little to old for this?"
"We do this for coach"
"I thought we did this to coach"
"Whatever okay? You know He needs this. He lives for this stuff. He loves it"
"But it's the middle of the night"
"12:15 actually. Which means it's after midnight and officially Mischief Night/Day, and, by perfectly awesome coincidence, it's also happens to be Coach's birthday. So if you are not down here in five seconds, I will destroy you. Okay? And I mean five, four, three, two -" Stiles turns around and sees glowing red eyes behind him falling to the floor
"One" Scott says with a laugh
"I hate you"

At the hospital

"Try to keep in mind exactly what this guy's capable of. He's a former electrical engineer who decided to walk onto a school bus with a shrapnel bomb. He left four students dead and a fifth with no legs" Mccall says
"Just out of curiosity, have any of his psychiatrists made any progress?" Melissa asked
"I'm told this is the same thing almost every day. When he gets out, he's going to do it again. And next time, he's going to get it right."

In the room

"Mr. Barrow, do you understand that scar tissue has formed around a piece of shrapnel that remains in your body from a previous injury and that it is now blocking vital functions?" Melissa asked from a distance
"Yes."
"Do you understand that we must put you under general anesthesia tomorrow morning in order to remove the obstruction?"
"Do the kids still pull pranks the day before Halloween?"
"You mean Mischief Night?"
"Where I'm from we call it Hell Night, hmm, and yes I understand"
"Do you have any allergies to any medication"
"No" he says inching closer and closer at every question
"Are you taking any medications other than the ones listed here? Temazepam. Divalproex."
"I just take what they give me"
"I'm gonna need to listen to your heart... in and put in out in" Borrow leans closer
"Why don't you just ask the question you really want to ask" he whispers
"Why did you do it?"
"I saw their eyes. Their eyes were glowing. I saw them. I saw their eyes! Their eyes were glowing! Their eyes were glowing! Their eyes were glowing!" He yelled.

At the school the next morning

Me Isaac and Scott walk up to the twins
"You're back in school?" I asked
"No just to talk"
"Oh. That's kind of a change of pace for you guys. Usually, you're just hurting, maiming, and killing." Stiles say walking over I feel someone hand grab mine and I look up and see Isaac
"You need a pack we need an Alpha" says one of the twins
"Yeah absolutely not that's hilarious though"
"You came to us for help we helped"
"You beat his face into a bloody pulp. That's not helping. In my opinion, that's actually counter-productive."
"Why would I say yes?" Asked Scott who was looking up from me and Isaac's hands
"We'd add strength, we make you more powerful there is no reason to say no" Adian explains I roll my eye
"I can think of one. Like the two of you holding Derek's claws while Kali impaled Boyd." I say rolling my
"In fact, I don't know why we're not impaling them right now." Isaac adds smiling
"You want to try?" Adain asked
"I'm sorry they don't trust so neither do I" Scott says grabbing my shoulder and walking us through the school doors