Stiles Paralysed "Sheriff." "What is it?" Noah asked as the cop entered his office. "A 911 call has been received from the Armor Tire car repair shop. A man's been crushed under a metal frame." "Alright, let's go." "Sheriff," They said, remaining standing in the doorway. "Is there something else?" Noah asked as he got his coat on. "Your son Stiles made the call." "Stiles? He's there?" "Yes. Paramedics are on the scene and they have reported that Stiles has been drugged with a paralytic." "He's paralysed?!" "He's improving so it seems to be temporary, but he couldn't move when they first found him." "We have to get there. Now," Noah said and they left.
"Stiles," Noah said as he came beside his son in the ambulance. "Hey dad." "What happened? Are you doing ok?" "The feeling in my body is coming back slowly. I'm alright." "Did someone attack you? What happened in there?" "I don't know. One minute, I was waiting for my jeep to be done. Then next, I was lying on the ground." "Were you knocked out? Did someone hurt you?" "Aside from the paralytic, no. No, I'm ok." "You didn't see anyone?" "No, I didn't dad. I swear." "Alright. I need to go and investigate, are you going to be alright here for a while?" "I'll be fine." "Ok. I'll be right back. Look after him," Noah called before he left Stiles with the paramedics.
Stiles Found at Hospital "If he shows up at the hospital... I..."
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Noah came in and Stiles was gasping gently on the bed. "Hey Stiles. I'm here," He said as he sat down and took Stiles' hand. "I'm with you," He said, and he started to cry. "What happened...?" He asked rhetorically. "Dad..." Stiles whispered before he opened his eyes and looked across at his dad. "Stiles," He sighed in relief. "Are you ok?" "No..." "Ok. Alright son, just breathe," Noah said as Stiles struggled for air. "Breathe. ... good," He said as Stiles got control of his breathing. "Good. Rest alright, I'm here."
