Insomnia: A Teen Wolf fanfic

*Void/ Nogitsune

Come on pull it together. I turned back around and nearly rushed into Scott. He opened his mouth to ask a question and I opened mine to try and find an excuse when we heard a thud. Stiles was standing in an empty wing. I can use what I know to out fox the fox. "There you are," I said masking my chemosignals and heartbeat. He turned saying, "Hey, I was looking for your mom." "Everything okay," I asked playing coy. "Yeah, I just wanted to thank her," he replied. There was a layer of hesitation as he tried to find his words. "I just brought her back now," Scott shared. 

I tried to stay focused as Scott explained that Agent McCall was stabbed when the oni checked to see if Scott or Kira were possessed by a nogitsune. The oni only wanted the loose nogitsune. The one in Stiles. I watched them both and nodded to myself. "It's been a long day. Can we go home," I asked. "I have to go back and talk to my dad. I'll catch up with you both tomorrow," Stiles said kissing my forehead before walking off. "That was kind of odd," Scott noted. I nodded walking towards the lot. "You're quiet," Scott noted as we got in mom's car. I shrugged in reply. "You know I'm not going to pry," he reminded. "I'm just tired," I insisted. He nodded quietly.

I woke up to an incoming call from Stiles. "Hey, what's wrong," I asked. Nothing but labored ragged breaths came through. "Stiles? Stiles is everything okay," I questioned. "Angie! Angie," he called frantically. He sounded like he was already in tears. "Stiles where are you," I asked calmly. A knot of icy fear twisted its way into my gut. "I don't know where I am, or how I got here. I think I was sleep walking," he said clearly in tears by now. "Hey, hey it's okay. Can you see anything around you? Describe where you are as best as you can," I redirected. "I-it's dark. It's hard to see. I dunno' I think something is wrong with my leg," he answered. "It's okay we'll figure it out. Can you tell what's wrong with your leg," I questioned. "I don't think I can get out of here. I can't move," he replied not processing what I was asking. "Hotshot I need you to focus okay. I need you to describe everything you can. If you can't see what are the smells? Can you taste anything? What do you feel around you," I questioned.

"I don't knooow," he whimpered. He hasn't been this scared in a long time, if ever. "It's too dark. I can't focus. Something's wrong with my leg. I think it's stuck on something," he said frantically. "Stuck on what," I questioned. "I think it's bleeding," he panicked. "How bad? Where is it bleeding," I questioned. He dodged the question, "It smells. God something down here smells terrible. It's brutal my eyes are watering." A beep sounded and I looked to my dying phone. 10% battery. I need help. "Stiles, I'm going to call your dad okay," I said. "No no no no no please, just please don't call him. He already worries about me too much. Just promise not to call him," he begged. "Stiles, I don't know if I can make a promise like that," I started. "Noo no no no please just come find me he doesn't have to know you can find me," he pleaded. I don't have enough time to argue it my phone is going fast. "Fine I promise," I replied. "I'm going to call you back I have to turn the phone off," he said. Wait what? "What, no no my phone is dying call Scott's number," I replied. "I'm going to call you right back," Stiles said and was cut off by my phone dying as he said, "I love-."

Shit! Shit! I need to get Scott up. I can't do this on my own. I started banging on the walls to wake them up. Isaac was staying in the guest bed with Scott in his own room. "Scott! Isaac! Wake up! Scott! Isaac," I shouted desperately as I pulled on warmer clothes. They ran in panicked and still half asleep. "What's wrong," Scott asked worried. "It's Stiles," I started. "What's wrong with Stiles," Isaac questioned. I couldn't really answer that could I. "I-I don't know. It was really bad. He called me Angie. He sounded terrified. He was in tears. He said there was something wrong with his leg. He thought he slept walked somewhere," I said and started for the door as they rushed for coats and shoes.