Change of Heart

Change of Heart (A Teen Wolf Fanfic)

As Stiles was waiting for the elevator to reach his floor, he couldn't get the image of Lydia out of his head. She looked so small and fragile lying on the bed and there was nothing he could do to help her. And if Natalie Martin wasn't going to allow him to see her, he might as well go back and be with his dad.

He didn't have to wait long before the doors opened to reveal only one other occupant. The one person Stiles really didn't want to see right now.

He stared at Scott for a few seconds, debating whether to wait for the next one or not, before deciding screw it. He didn't have to talk to the guy, he just had to stand next to him for the next twenty seconds or so.

He didn't even notice that Scott wasn't really aware his presence.

The boy was hunched over slightly, leaning most of his weight on the wall of the elevator.

He vaguely remembered that he was planning on going up to see his mum, but wasn't entirely sure how long he had been standing in that same spot. He was pretty sure that he had missed his floor a few times though.

Everything was just so muffled and the lights from the buttons were blurring in front of his eyes.

The now-empty plastic cup silently slipped from his hand, hitting the floor. Not that Scott noticed.

But Stiles did. He looked down at the cup before glancing over at Scott.

He might not like his friend much right now, but even he could see that something wasn't quite right.

"Scott?" Stiles asked tentatively as Scott's breathing grew heavy.

Scott could vaguely hear someone's voice but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. His head ached and his chest was burning and when a sudden darkness washed over him he was relieved to be free from the pain, even for just a little while.

Reflexes kicking in, Stiles tried to catch Scott as he fell but couldn't stop his head from violently hitting the back wall.

Ensuring Scott stayed in an upright position, head resting against the side, Stiles didn't have long to be surprised at this sudden event before the elevator ground to an unexpected halt, the jolt causing Stiles to join his friend on the floor.

"Shit..." Stiles muttered to himself, watching as the lights flickered a few times before thankfully staying on.

Knowing immediately what he had to do, he jumped up and pressed the call button a few times before the speakers crackled and a kind woman's voice answered.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Hi...um...I'm in the elevator and it just kinda stopped suddenly and I...I think it's broken down..." Stiles replied.

"Okay sir, not to worry, I'll inform the technicians right away, I just need you to stay calm for me, and we'll do our best to get you out as soon as possible. Are you alone?"

"No my friend is in here with me. It's just the two of us." He answered, not even thinking about his use of the word friend.

"Okay, are either of you injured?" The voice asked.

Stiles hesitated, looking down at Scott. "No, no, we're fine."

If this was a werewolf thing and Scott was going to heal anyway then it would probably do more harm than good telling them. I mean Scott was going to heal. Right?

"Okay good, well we're working on fixing it now so we should have you out soon, would you like me to stay on the line with you?"

"No it's okay, we'll be fine, thank you."