The Younger Stilinski (Season 2)

Omega

I've been at the hospital all weekend. Stiles has been texting me saying that he can pick me up but I don't wanna leave. I need to make sure she's all right. Getting up slowly from the chair I was just sleeping in, I make my way to a vending machine that's a few feet away. I put some change in and choose a 2-pack Reece's cup. I know, healthy right? A second later, the machine starts to let go of the candy but stops, making the candy stuck. I hit the button a few more times and sigh. "Seriously?" I bang on the plastic covering a few times and then I get a little frustrated, starting to rock the machine back and forth; and the next thing I know, the whole thing's coming down. "Oh shit!" I move to the side quickly and the vending machine hits the floor with a loud bang.

I start pacing back and forth, trying to figure out how to pick this thing up without asking for help, and hear a scream coming from Lydia's room. "Lydia?" I jump over the machine and run down the hall toward her room. "Lydia!" Melissa (Scott's mom), and Lydia's dad beat me to the door and we all run in. I push in between them, making my way to the bathroom. When we get in there, the shower's still doing, flooding the room, and no sign of the redhead. Melissa turns off the water and I notice the window's open and that Lydia's hospital gown is lying on a chair.

After about 10-15 minutes, the cops show up (including my dad) and he's talking to Melissa and Mr. Martin.

"Naked? As in nude?"

"I'm pretty sure they mean the same thing, but, yes, as far as we know, she left here clothing-optional." Melissa answers.

"All right, you checked the whole hospital right?" I start to make my way toward them.

"Every last corner."

"Nothing suspicious?"

"Nothing. She just took off."

Dad looks at the deputy that was with him. "All right, let's get an APB out on a 16-year-old redhead. Any other descriptors?"

I step up in between Dad and Melissa. "5'3, green eyes, fair-skinned, and her hair is actually strawberry blonde."

"Is that right?"

I nod. "Yeah."

"Come here." He grabs me by the back of the neck and walks me away from Melissa and Mr. Martin. "What the hell are you still doing here?"

"Um... Providing moral support?"

"Uh-huh. How about you call your brother to pick you up and provide your ass back home, where you should be."

"I can do that, too."

"Yeah." He lets go of me and as I walk away, I see two maintenance guys fixing the vending machine. I bite my lower lip and keep walking, calling Stiles.

On the way out, I sneak back into Lydia's room and grab the hospital gown that Lydia was wearing and go outside where Stiles and Scott are, waiting in the jeep. Scott moves back a little so I can get in, sitting between them and hand him the gown.

"This is the one she was just wearing?" He asks, looking at me. I nod a little. "I'm not gonna let anyone hurt her. Not again."

"All right, just shove the thing in your face, and let's find her."

Stiles cranks up the jeep and jumps. "Wow!" I look up and see Allison and she makes her way to Scott.

"What are you doing here? Someone's gonna see us."

"I don't care. She is my best friend, and we need to find her before they do."

"I can find her before the cops can."

"How about before my father does?"

"He knows?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah. I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUVs."