tmr x tw

beacon hills

Thomas pov

we were all at the hospital getting introduced to a nurse called melissa. when its my turn i walk up to the bed and sit down watching as the nurse walks in reading my chart. "stiles" she says with tears in her eyes. "what?" i say confused looking up to her. i give her a look of sympathy. "sorry, my names Thomas." that seems to snap her out of the daydream shes in. "sorry she says. u just look really like my second son."

"i mean hes not really my son but ive known him since he was little. he was bestfriends with my son."she rambles. i laugh slightly. "its alright. ur the second person to call me that". i say with a slightly confused expression, wondering if maybe, that agent was right. maybe i was this stiles kid. i snap out of it as the nurse asks me to take my shirt of. i take it off straight away not ashamed of my scars.

Melissa pov

i gasp as i see all the scars on his body. i had talked to Raphael and i understood that this could be stiles and that i needed to take a blood test to make sure. and that he couldn't remember anything from his time in beacon hills. i tried to minimise my expressions. i took his blood watching him carefully when i presented the needle. i almost couldn't believe this was stiles remembering how raphael said that he was now the leader of all these kids.

remembering stiles didn't like needles. but seeing the non existent expression on his face i carried on. it kinda scares me how different he is. if this even is stiles. hopefully the pack can figure out a way to get all these kids there memories back.

Thomas pov

i was explaining all my scars, i pointed to my gun shot wound that just healed. "that was when i got shot a couple weeks ago. i say. i look up to her. the same horrified expression that was on McCall's face was now on melissa." i had a sudden urge to comfort her. "look its fine im absolutely fine. im all healed up. "i say giving her a small smile. she gave me a smile back and then took out a small needle.

"whats that". i ask confused." ur one sleep deprived man. u need sleep and this will help." she says with a smile. for some reason im getting really de ja vu. i slowly lay in bed. "how long does it take?" i ask curiously. then all of a sudden i feel exhausted. "oh not that long". and suddenly im fast asleep.

melissa pov

i watch as stiles lays down. i laugh slightly as i remember this exact moment. when i thought he had frontotemporal dementia. I turn around and reach for the door handle when i hear something that makes my heart clench. "goodnight mom".