sicker then your average | s.s.

1.2

The dampness of rain seems to be surrounding Eichen as I stare at the overly sized gate which "guards" the building. A bump forming in my throat as the memories flood into my mind I swallow it back not looking to regret this now. Looking over to Derek he nods at me before getting out of the car, probably to grab my bag from the back. The Sheriff's car pulls up just after us with Stiles on passenger side staring at the building, probably hating the fact that it has to be done this way. I see them getting out of their car which signals me to do the same.

My brother looks done the road at headlights coming towards us from what looks to be a motor bike. "Shit." I hear him curse under his breath as it becomes visible to the human eye that it's not just and bike, it's Scott's. Storming off of his bike he looks between the four of us, yet mostly towards Derek and Stiles. "Why didn't you tell me?" His voice clearly feeling betrayed. Before his best friend can reply, Sheriff does in his behalf. "Because we wanted to avoid something like this." He says clearly still in denial that his son is going through something like this. He hasn't been taking it well, but who can blame him? Stiles MRI showed scans matching all the aspects of having the disease his mother had.

"It's only for seventy-two hours." Stiles explains, reminding me in the process. Seventy- two hours, that's three days. If I could stand eight years in year, I think we can handle three days.

"This is the same place Barrow came from, the guy who had a tumor full of flies inside of him." Scott says as I vaguely remember hearing something about that. Keeping quiet seems to work best right now, so I'm gonna choose not to say anything. Scott turns to the Sheriff seeing his friend isn't going to change his mind about the decision. "You don't know everything yet..." He goes to say as he's cut short from the mans lack of patience on the subject. "I know enough. Nogitsunes, Kirsunes, Oni or whatever they're called-" He rambles off before Stiles interjects. "No, that's actually all surprisingly correct." He notes to his dad who ignores it and goes back to what he had been saying. "Scott I saw an MRI that looks exactly like my wife's. And it terrifies me." It's clear this is the first time Scott's heard or the results due to his stunned facial expression. "I'm headed down to LA to talk to a specialist tomorrow." He says as Derek fallows it up when Scott looks over to his ex-alpha. "Deaton is working on her results aa we speak." His words directed to me as Scott still gives us all confused looks. "Why are you putting them in here?" This question catching both Derek and Stiles' dad off guard while Stiles interjects again. "There not, it's our choice." Sighing out a response he speaks up now a bit quieter then before. "Stiles I can't help you guys if your in here." Shaking it off he ignores the offer. "And I can't hurt you."

"Deaton's got some ideas- Argent's calling people-" Scott concludes shifting his vision between Stiles and I. "We're gonna find something and if we can't-" A silence overwhelms us, which is even eerier standing in front of a psych ward. "If we can't?" I question under my breath before Stiles repeats it. "If you can't-" Taking a step forward he grabs his friends shoulder looking seriously into his eyes. "Then you gotta do me a favor, make sure I never get out."

Looking over to Stiles Derek nods to his dad and we turn around getting buzzed inside. De ja vú.

Entering the creepily quiet building that I'm much too used to I feel Derek grow cold and stern, already not trusting this place. "Ms. Hale, how lovely to see you again." One of my ex-nurses voices calls from the front desk just a bit in front of us. Her fakeness already pissing me off slightly as she turns to Stiles with a slight questionable look. "And Mr. Stilinski, you can fallow me right this way." She calls over as we near her cautiously, me untrusting and Stiles clearly unsure.

Another nurse has taken Derek and I into an advisors office while he signs stuff and explains the rules that I'm already well acquainted with. "Any questions?" She asks snapping me away from my train of thought. Shaking me head a little she nods standing up, us mimicking her actions. "Three days." My brother nods to me as I repeat his words back to him. "Three days."