Insomnia: A Teen Wolf fanfic

*The Pack in Pieces

I helped to pull the sleeping teens inside. Hayden was starting to heal. I brought down clean clothes for them both. It was already sundown. I came back with water for them both and they were out cold on the couch. A call came in on my phone. I handed Lydia the water and walked to the back room. "Hey are you okay," Isaac asked. "Yeah, Scott's beta was kidnapped. We just got him back. I'm gonna talk to you later tonight. I promise," I answered. "I'm holding you to that. You have 'til sunrise or I just might have to risk outing I'm alive to find you," Isaac responded. I felt a smile creep on my face. "Oh we wouldn't want to risk letting that cat out of the bag now would we," I asked. "No we really wouldn't," he answered chuckling. "Ok then I will talk to you later," I said. "Ok," he said leaving some silence on the line. I hung up.

When I entered the living room Scott, Malia, and Mason had walked in. Theo cut in to hug Scott first. I pulled Malia into a hug. "You're okay," Malia asked concerned. "I'm okay," I answered. "Good," she nodded. I pulled Mason into a hug. "I tried to keep him-," Mason started. "Thank you," I cut off patting his shoulder. Scott looked to me like a guilty puppy. I pulled him into a tight hug. "I know it's hard. Stop, think and trust yourself. That should sound familiar. It's what you said to me the summer before junior year," I reminded. "Thank you," he said into my shoulder. I helped Lydia tuck in Liam and Hayden and they all started to celebrate Theo and me. My chest tightened. We wouldn't have had to save them if I didn't leave my post, if my scanners didn't fail, if my plan didn't fail. I was so wrong. The telluric current didn't work.

"Why so glum," Theo asked patting my back to speak through gritted teeth, "Put on a better show." I swiped his hand off of me. "I'm tired. I'm going to head up," I said walking to the steps. I could feel eyes on me as I made my way to my room. Scott needs me now more than ever and I'm helping Theo to potentially kill him. I slid against my wall to the ground. What the hell do I do? I dragged my hands down my face just trying to breathe. I felt my chest tighten as I stopped tears of frustration. "Are you okay," Malia asked startling me by her sudden presence. "Yeah," I said in a strained voice glancing up with a pained smile. "You don't look fine. Is it Stiles? Did Theo do something," she asked suddenly angry. "No! No. No, no, no. Um... I just... I'm still trying to... process everything with the Dread Doctors and what not," I replied. "They concern you? On the bright side we did get Liam and Hayden back thanks to you and Theo," she replied. I smiled convincingly masking my chemo signals. "Yeah," I nodded. She offered a hand up, and I took it. I was a little surprised as she hugged me. I hugged back. She let go saying, "I'm going to go check on them down stairs." I nodded, and prepared for bed.

I sat in my room masking my signals to sound like I'm asleep. I could hear Theo's muffled voice. "She seems angrier than the last I remember," he commented. "It's just been hectic lately. She seems more stressed than angry. She just comes across aggressive to get everyone on the same page and listening. Derek was the same way," Scott defended. I walked to my window sliding it open. I hopped down and rolled to soften the landing. I could still hear their conversations inside. No one had taken notice. I started walking to the clinic.

"Where are you headed," Stiles asked breaking my train of thought. "St-Wh-Stiles! What the hell are you doing," I asked. "I could ask you the same. Last I heard from Scott you were asleep," Stiles noted. "I'm sleep-walk-...ing," I dragged out trying to come up with a plausible lie. "Even if that wasn't your shittiest lie, I've seen you sleepwalk. There's more drool and less sensible words," he noted. "I needed to get out. I needed a break from Theo's nauseating presence, from his inclination to act like a saint," I explained. "Yeah, I see you got to spend some quality time with him too," Stiles noted. "More than I'd prefer," I noted.

"Why do I feel like there was more context to that conversation the other day. The one where I was sure you'd rip his head off," Stiles asked. His expression dropped before I could answer. "No, tell me I'm wrong," Stiles asked softly. "Wrong about what," I questioned. "You buddied up with Theo Raeken. You have some sort of agreement don't you," he questioned with a new hurt in his voice. I couldn't answer. He knows when I lie. I can't tell him the truth either. "What happened to you believe me," he asked hurt. "I did. I do! Trust me I still do. More than you know," I argued. "How can I trust you if all you do is keep secrets Angie? You never let anyone in. How do you expect us to do the same," he asked. "I'm not expecting anything. I'm just trying my best to keep everyone safe," I said feeling a bit irritated. I felt like shit already. Why was he laying into me so hard? "Well you're doing a real bang up job of it aren't you," he asked with a light scoff. "You're one to talk. At least I'm trying! What have you done since all of this started? There's children dying you're hyper focused on Theo fucking Raeken," I threw back. "Fuck you," he said shaking his head withholding tears.