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We got Derek to the clinic. He passed out and was unconscious before we left Mexico. 

"Wow." Deaton said. 

"Wow? Wow as in I've seen this before and I know what to do? Because that's the kind of wow we're hoping for." Stiles said. 

"You're overestimating my abilities Stiles." Deaton said. 

I grabbed his hand. "He's freezing." I said as Deaton and Max started checking his body. "Is this permanent?" I asked quietly. 

"I'm not even sure a medical diagnosis is even possible for this situation." Deaton said. "It's well beyond my experience." He said. 

"So what do we do with him?" Stiles asked. 

"Not much until he wakes up." Deaton answered. 

"It'd be best to leave him here." Max said. 

"He'll be safe." Deaton said. 

"From Kate?" Stiles asked. 

"If she's alive and she is what you say she is, she won't be able to get past that gate." Max said. 

"Why would she do this to him?" Lydia asked. 

"Knowing Kate, it's probably good for only her." Deaton said. "You guys should head home. He doesn't look to be in any danger." He added. "So maybe the rest of you should get some sleep. After all, it is a school night."

"Well, someone should stay with you." Scott said. 

"I'll stay." Lydia said. 

"I'm so not okay with this." Stiles argued. 

"Guys, go." Lydia said. 

"No." Stiles said. 

"Text us if anything happens." Scott told Lydia. She nodded. Scott dragged Stiles and Sam followed. I looked at Derek. He looked like he was at least 16. He was pale too. I kissed his forehead and whispered an 'I love you' in his ear.

When Scott, Sam, Eli and I got home, the roof was leaking. We saw our dad sleeping on the couch. We were walking towards the stairs when Scott kicked the toolbox on the ground. Great Scott. Thank you so much. Our dad got up. 

"Boys?" He asked. 

"Hey dad." We said quietly. "What's up with the tools?" Scott asked. 

"Oh I was just starting on a list of repairs the house needs done." He answered. "What time is it?" He asked. I looked at the clock. 4 in the damn morning?!?!? 

"It ummm, midnight." Scott said as he turned the clock around. 

"We were supposed to have dinner. We had a deal boys." He said. "When your mom has the night shift, we have dinner." He added. 

"We forgot dad, sorry. When we got back from the camping trip, we had to go to the clinic and finish up work." Sam said. 

"Okay, tomorrow night." Dad said. 

"Great." I said. 

"You guys eat anything?" He asked. 

"Yeah. Mexican." Scott said. I wanted to punch him. I headed towards my room when my dad grabbed my arm. 

"Kiddo, you okay, you look really tired." He said. 

"Yeah dad, just tired from the day." I said. 

"Well, you need to get some sleep. If you have to, I'll let you skip school, IF you stay home." He said. 

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