*Katsias POV*
"Eichen house, isn't that an insane asylum?" I asked.
"Yes, and I can't hurt anyone while I'm there." He said.
"Your fine here." I said.
"I'm not risking it." He said.
"Please stiles." I begged.
"When I was fighting you guys and breaking their bones and hurting you, I was there. I saw the whole thing and it felt powerful and I don't want that feeling if its hurting the people I love, definitely not you." He said.
I looked at him and walked over to him and gave him a hug.
"Fine let's go cause Scott isn't gonna like this." I said.
Stiles left the room and I got my phone and texted Scott what's going on and then I left with stiles to eichen house.
~Eichen House~
We got out the car and headed to the gate. Then a motorcycle came up to the gates. Then the person that was riding the motorcycle was Scott.
"You can't do this." Scott yelled at stiles.
"Yes I can and you texted him." Stiles said.
"I had to, I can't let you in there , its not safe." I said.
"Your not going in there stiles." Scott said.
"I have to scott, and I am, you know I'm better off in there then out here." Stiles said.
"No stiles." Scott said.
"You know I have to." Stiles said looking into Scotts eyes.
"He's right." I said changing my mind cause I realized I was being selfish.
Stiles turned to me.
"Really?" Scott said.
"Were being selfish, there's an nogitsune inside of him and he knows what's best for him self and this can buy us time to figure stuff out." I said.
Scott looked at me in my eyes and then looked at stiles. Scott nodded.
"Let go." Stiles said.
Stiles and I opened the gates and closed it. I looked at scott and nodded. We entered in the building.
The man in the front looked at us.
"How may I help you?" He asked.
"To sign in a patient." I said.
"Who may that be?" The man asked.
"Stiles stilinsk." Stiles said.
The man write something on a piece of paper and then called someone on the phone and hung up.
"A person will be here soon to assist you." The man said.
I looked at stiles.
"Are you sure, you want to do this?" I asked.
He looked doubtful but the sure again.
"I'm sure, Kat." He said.
"Kat?" I asked.
"That's your nickname now." He said.
"Says who?" I asked.
"Says your unmentally stable boyfriend." He said.
I smiled and he smirked. Then a lady came up to us.
"Stiles stilinsk?" She said to us.
"That would be me." Stiles said.
