I Will Rescue You.

Twenty minutes later Eli is fully wolfed out - growling and trying his hardest to break free from being chained to the tree. "Let. me. out."

"No can do, kid." Jackson fires back easily. "You'll try to kill all of us and I am in no mood to die."

"You need to find an anchor." Isaac tells his little nephew. "Find an anchor; something meaningful to you; bind yourself to it. It'll keep your human side in control. That's what your father told me on my first full moon."

"It's also how Stiles taught me." Malia adds.

"My dad is dead right now." Eli growls. "My dad is dead and it's your fault." He looks Allison dead in her eyes.

Said girl winces.

"That's the full moon talking, Eli." Scott is the one to speak.

"Is it?"

"Guys."

"Because if it wasn't for her my dad wouldn't of killed himself saving all of your asses, again."

"Guys!" Theo shouts over the others. "Not to interrupt, but Stiles' nose is bleeding."

Everyone focus their attention back to Stiles and sure enough he has blood dripping from his nose. His eyes are closed tightly as he chants.

"What's happening to him?" Theo demands to know.

"I'm afraid this is not going to be as easy as I hoped." Deaton informs them.

"What. does. that. mean?" The chimera growls through clenched teeth.

"It means Mr. Stilinski is going to have to fight - and fight hard to pull this off."

"And." Peter knows there's more.

"He is not believing, not enough."

"Let me out." When no one pays attention he repeats around his fangs. "Let. me. out."

"Listen, kid, you dad is fighting hard to get what was it you call Derek? Your papa?"

Eli cocks his head. Yellow eyes boring into Jackson's blue ones.

"Stiles, your dad, he is killing himself trying to get your papa back. So, if you're not going to say anything useful then shut it."

"Jackson!" Lydia scolds. "Ease up on him."

"Ease up? You want me to ease up? Derek is dead, Lydia. Dead. And look at Stiles, he's dying!"

'Dying' rings through Eli's head over and over.

"I thought you said the full moon would help." Cora accuses. Growling lowly.

Deaton nods. "It would yes."

'Derek is dead'

"I think you're full of shit!" She snaps.

Isaac rubs her lower back to try to calm his girlfriend down.

'Stiles is dying.'

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Cora. But as I have said before he must believe. He is not."

"I should kill you for making Stiles believe he could actually do this." Theo states angrily.

"Now, let's not do anything hastily." Peter warns. "I do not want to be on clean up duty."

"We should stop him." Liam is worried for his friend.

"We can't."

"What do you mean, can't?"