Teen Ascendants 👑 S.S.

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The hospital was a madhouse. Everywhere you looked there were orderlies and nurses running around or someone seriously injured sitting about or leaning against a wall groaning. Melissa McCall was helping an orderly wheel in another patient on a gurney.

"Okay, keep pressure on it. The doctor is on her way," she gently told the woman on the gurney as she held the bloody wound above her waist. Melissa then began yelling. "And does anyone know where Dr. Hilyard is?!" She helped move the gurney for the elevator and then turned around to see Scott walking in with a bag of food in his hand. "Oh, thank God," she mumbled before going over to him. "I'm starving," she said taking the bag from him. Scott just stared at her before she realized what she did, or didn't do, and turned around to hug him. "I'm sorry. Thank you for bringing me dinner."

Scott smiled as he separated from her. "Is everything okay?" he said looking around at all the activity.

"Except for half the accident victims in a ten car pile-up being rerouted here from downtown and the E.R. attending not answering any of his pages, yeah, I'm okay," she said all in one breath.

Scott narrowed his eyes. "What does not answering pages mean?"

"It means that nobody can find him. So now we have to wait for the on-call to get here."

A woman started to walk up to them. "Miss?" she cringed.

"Yes?" Melissa asked her.

"Excuse me, can I kind of please have something for the pain?"

They looked at her to see that there were parts of her blouse that were dark with blood spots.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I know it must hurt but actually giving you something could complicate things. So," she then started to help her into a chair. "We really just need to wait for the doctors."

"Okay," the woman cried.

Scott could smell who much pain the woman was in. His mother asked the clerk how much longer they had to wait for the doctor and learned it was ten minutes. So Scott decided to sit with the woman and try to help her, just like Stiles always does for him.

"Uh, you know, I think that I read online that sometimes human contact can help with pain."

The woman nodded and Scott went to reach for the woman's arm. He checked to see that she wasn't looking before he began to siphon off pain from her and into himself. He saw the woman's shoulders settle and her face actually softened as she looked over at him gratefully. Scott was happy to actually make someone feel better for a change. The night at the Glen Capri had really gotten to him and seeing this woman look at him like this was starting to show him that what had been running through his mind about himself was starting to be quite wrong. Every one of them had been a little shaken from that night, though it helped when they saw that Derek really was alive and back at his loft, fully healed. Stiles for one both joked with and warned Derek that if he made them go through that a third time then he would make sure he actually stayed dead.

"Someone...someone help me!"

That made Scott snap free from his thoughts as he looked over at the entrance to see Ethan helping Danny into the hospital. Scott quickly got up and moved to help Danny.

His mother pointed to an empty chair for them to take him. "Okay, gentle, gentle, gentle!" she said as they tried to gently sit him down.

Scott then moved to grab at Ethan. "What did you do to him?!" he spat.

Ethan pushed his hand away. "Nothing. He said he was having chest pains and trouble breathing but it...just getting worse."

Melissa tried feeling at Danny's chest and throat but then started shaking her head. "This is not good," she mumbled before moving to yell at the desk clerk. "How much longer on Dr. Hilyard?" But the nurse was shaking her head. She then looked back at the boys. "His larynx has shifted to the side. I think it's a tension pneumothorax."