Chapitre 22

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Stiles entered the bath first. He sighed in relief when he saw that the water wasn't freezing. But gritted his teeth when Deaton added ice. He lay down and placed his neck on the small improvised cushion with towels. Damon came to lie on top of him smiling, but his smile faded, he winced and then his face changed to a vampire one.

- My heart ?
- There is verbena.
- What ? Deaton?
- This plant is the one that can neutralize a vampire, it is important for the spell.
- So let's hurry, I don't want to lose him before I've done the ceremony.

Bonnie summoned a shield to protect the others in case anything happened. It was the signal.

Damon bit him in the neck on the left side. He clung to her shoulders. It was really not pleasant. He took a breath as best he could and then began to say the spell.

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He didn't know how long this had been going on, but he was having trouble saying the incantation. His sight got blurry. He heard a rumble in the distance. The storm or the wolves, he didn't know. Then he no longer heard the beating of his heart beating against his skull. He was cold, he was tired when he felt himself sinking.

He was not afraid, he felt good. He knew the smell that surrounded him, it reassured him. He felt a gentle, warm pressure on his right hand, it was pleasant just like this singing in his right ear. On the other hand, the stronger pressure on his torso was embarrassing and unpleasant. Fortunately, it didn't last. He could finally sleep sleep.

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Feeling rested, he opened his eyes.

- Kitten ! I was so scared.

Damon leaned his forehead against hers, tears in his eyes. And since they were red, he must have already cried.

- Treasure ? Why are you sad ? It did not work ?

He had chest pain.

- What happened ?
- You almost died. Said his father.
- Dad.

The latter smiled tenderly at her, stroking her hair and then placed a kiss on her forehead. Damon sat up.

- You lost a lot of blood, the cold didn't help. Your heart has stopped. Melissa gave you CPR. His father told him.
- I understand my chest pain.
- I almost killed you. Said her man.
- I knew the risks.
- That doesn't take away the fact that I almost killed you. Noah, why didn't you listen to me? Why didn't you kill me before that happened?
- What ? What did you ask my dad? he exclaimed.
- To kill me, before I kill you.
- How could I have faced my son after that? I know him, he's tough. The proof is there.

Despite his words, he could see that his father was on the verge of tears.

- I love you both.
- We love you too. replied his father.
- So it worked?
- Yes, we became human again.
- So much the better.

He felt his eyes close.

- You go back to sleep. You need some rest.

He listened to his father and drifted off to sleep.

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Several months had passed, it was already back to school after the Christmas holidays.

He had had quite a surprise. Bonnie, Caroline and Stefan were staying in Beacon Hill. Caroline's mom had been transferred to their town as co-sheriff with her dad.

They had spent the holidays all together. And on New Year's Day, Stefan had confessed his feelings to Caroline, who had confessed that she had broken up with Tyler before coming because she had feelings for him.

- Come on girls, we're going to be late.
- We're coming Stiles.
- I think I did well to tell them to be ready half an hour earlier. He said to Stefan who was waiting with him.
- You quickly understood how they worked.
- I had an apprenticeship with Miss Martin.

He closed his eyes feeling a kiss on the back of his neck.

- Do well in high school my little cat.
- And you courage for your first day of work with Chris.

They kissed tenderly.

- We're ready. Said Bonnie.
- Alright, let's go.

Stefan and Bonnie lived with Damon and he, Caroline was there because she had slept with Stefan. Caroline's mom was currently living with her father until she found something.

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Arriving at high school, he found his friends and all together, like the big family they had become, they returned to high school.


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