All We Are

Chapter 24

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Teen Wolf.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

"Get me a crash cart now!" Melissa was yelling.

Isaac was thankfully a heavy sleeper due to the effects of the latest full moon on his body, so I managed to crawl out of bed without waking him. It took a little work, but I figured out a way to maneuver the IV drip so that it followed me without trouble.

"Is that-" I could hear Dr. Michaels voice now.

As quietly as I could I pulled the door handle open and peeked through.

"Yes," Melissa said shortly before moving to work on the patient again.

"How is he even alive?" Dr. Michaels asked in awe still.

"Well, he's not going to last long if you don't stop asking questions and start helping me. Has anyone gotten a hold of Sheriff Stillinski?" Melissa asked looking over to some of the other nurses and CNA's as Dr. Michaels and some other people I didn't know began to roll the man towards surgery. I leaned forward to get a good look and almost fell back at the sight of my Dad.

"Daddy?" I opened the door wide now, I didn't care if I got caught maybe if he heard me, if he knew I was safe, alive he'd fight harder.

"Honey you need to go back to bed," Melissa said grabbing my shoulders to keep me from following the gurney.

"No, Ms. Melissa you don't understand, he needs me, I need him- he needs to know I'm here, he needs to know he's got to fight-"

"He knows all of that honey I promise. But we have to work on him and the last thing, he needs- the last thing any of us need is having to worry about you again okay? Go to bed honey, I promise we'll get you the moment anything changes-"

"Wait!" I moved to the chair and grabbed his lucky jacket before handing it to her. "He always has it for luck-"

"I'll make sure he gets it," Melissa promised pushing me gently towards the bed before closing the door.

I was far too wired to sleep, but the truth was, there was only one person (if they were even real) that could help and I only knew how to reach them in my dreams. The problem was getting there.

"Usid!" I had been calling his name in my head the moment I closed my eyes, but now I could finally see the nursery again

He was standing by the window, rolling his eyes.

"It's Usud, come on! How hard is it to remember, it's four letters! I remember your name." Usud said throwing his hands up in the air in frustration.

"Usid, Usud, whoever you are, you said you were here to help, well, I need your help, my dad-"

"Is out of my hands," Usud said.

"No- you can help you work with the fates or Sudaje or whoever you can-"

"I can't, all I do is record what fate has decided. When I write it down that's it, there's no going back. I wrote your dad's story about nineteen years or so ago. No way to change it now."

"But you're changing mine! That's why I didn't drown-"

"Well partly, that and a psychotic werewolf with delusions of grandeur but that's beside the point-"

"If you can change mine, change his!"

"I can change yours because it technically hasn't happened yet, I opened a portal into your subconscious as a baby so that this future version of yourself would be able to find me for help. I don't have a portal to your dad's past-"