Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Don't Forget Me (Part Four)

"We should be helping them." You complained to your friend who sighed and rolled over, looking down on your makeshift bed.

"Your Mom's world renowned and a Banshee, Scott's our Alpha and Malia totally kicks but, plus like everyone in the pack has powers." She said through a yawn.

"But there has to be a way we can help." You sighed and rolled over to look at her. "I mean, it's only me and Mom that remember him and everyone else just sort of remembers that he's familiar."

"(Y/N) just go to sleep." She sighed and you reluctantly tried.

You'd been awake for hours, deciding that you needed a drink you got up, not realising that you were no longer in the Yukimura house but walking through the school. There was a softly haunting tune filling the air and you couldn't help but follow it.

"How can you remember what isn't yours to forget?" A girl smiled at you from the back of the music room, you'd never seen her before but you took a tentative step forwards anyway.

"Logically I can't right... it's what Allison meant to, I know I can help even though I don't know him." You said as she carefully set down her chello and walked up to you.

"You mustn't leave the door open." She said and a door appeared behind her.

You didn't hesitate to get through and shut it behind you. This time you couldn't see Stiles, in fact the room seemed empty, until there was a horrifying clicking sound from somewhere.

"I said you shouldn't come back." Stiles smiled and made you just as he stepped out of the dark.

"I didn't mean to." You whispered and glanced up at him.

"Yeah that's the way with this town, try as you might the crazy'll find you." He chuckled and you couldn't help but laugh yourself.

"Mom remembers you, she kina started crying and I think Scott's starting to remember you to." You smiled when he let out a relived sigh.

"Do me a favour and try to convince Scott this wasn't his fault." Stiles muttered and you jumped when a series of loud bells went off.

"Where are we?" You asked and turned to look at Stiles who stared up at the ceiling.

"Right where everything ends up."

With a deep gasp you shot up, panicking as your breath continued in rapid bursts, having no idea where you were. Just as you tried to get to your feet Scott came out of nowhere and you were swallowed up but the hug he gave you.

"Where were you?" He asked and shook you slightly when he frowned.

"I was with Stiles." You muttered and he crouched down a little.

"(Y/N) ... how could you be with him; we don't even know where he is." Scott said gently.

"I couldn't sleep and then I went to get a drink and suddenly I was at the school and I went through a hidden door then... there was Stiles." You explained.

"Did you find her?" Someone yelled and the pack burst through the trees.

"What were you thinking, going off alone!" Lydia shrieked at you while she hugged you tightly and stroked her hand through your hair. "It can be so dangerous, never do it again."

"Mom you're hurting me!" you complained.

"I'm sorry sweetheart but I can't lose you." She admitted.

"I think I know where Stiles is." Everyone looked at you and you made an awkward face. "He said he was somewhere that everything ends up and I think it's somewhere in the school."

"Well at least that narrows it down." Scott sighed.

"Come on let's get you home, I'm sure your teachers can send your work home." Lydia's calm voice was forced and you frowned, pulling away from her.

"Mom it's like eleven in the evening on a Tuesday." As soon as you spoke she span around and shook her head.

"(Y/N) it's Friday."