Fairy Tales Exist (Teen Wolf)

dreaming

"Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails." Stiles shows Allison what happened last night. I yawned.  

"Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails. But I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves. And they're really smart. If they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes." Allison points out.

"Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles asked.

"They tip-toe." Allison repeats as the bell rings.

"I got to go, but send me the pinned location." Allison tells the boys as she walks to her class.

"Okay." Stiles says. The three of us walk to history.

"All right, everyone. Let's get started. We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail Who would like to come up and read aloud for us? Mr. Stilinski, how about you?" Mr. Yukimura says as Stiles looks up.

"Oh, maybe someone else could." Stiles suggested.

"Everyone participates in my class, Mr. Stilinski." Mr. Yukimura tells him.

"Okay. Okay, okay. Come on, come on." Stiles got up to the stand as he looks at the textbook then back at us. His eyes were darting all around the room as he was wobbling around. He was going to faint or something.

"Stiles? You okay?" Scott and I stand up.

"Scott get him." I tell him. Scott walks up and helps Stiles stand up.

"I should take him to the nurse's office." Scott says. Mr. Yukimura nods his head as the boys walk out. I give a small yet nervous smile to Mr. Yukimura as I follow after the boys.

"Stiles, look at me, man. Is this a panic attack?" I enter the bathroom. Stiles was hanging over the sink looking in the mirror.

"It's a dream, it's a dream. This is just a dream." Stiles repeats.

"No, it's not. This is real. You're here. You're here with me. Okay, what do you do? I mean, like, how do you tell if you're awake or dreaming?" Scott asked him.

"Your fingers you count your fingers. You have extra fingers in dreams." Stiles gulps.

"How many do I have? Hey! Look at me. Come on, Stiles. Look at my hands and count with me." Scott tells him. Stiles faces us as he was still having trouble breathing.

"Stiles, count." I nod my head.

"One Two." Stiles starts.

"Keep going." Scott encourages.

"Three. Four." Stiles continues.

"Five." Scott helps him.

"Your doing good." I give him a small smile.

"Six." Stiles says.

"Seven." I count.

"Eight." Scott says.

"Nine. Ten." Stiles finishes.

'Ten. Ten." Scott and I repeat. Stiles sinks to the ground as Scott and I do the same.

"What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles asked.

"Its alright." I hug him.

"We'll figure it out. You're going to be okay." Scott assures him.

"Am I? Are you? Scott, you can't transform. Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt. Lexy has nightmares so she doesn't sleep. And I'm straight up losing my mind. We can't do this. We can't we can't help Malia. We can't help anyone." Stiles admits.

"We can try. We can always try." Scott tells him. The bell rings. We all head out of the bathroom as I get a few stairs from a couple of students. Yes, I was in the boys bathroom. But who cares, I don't. I went down to the cafeteria getting something to eat. Scott text me saying that the coyote was in the boys locker room and attacked Kira but he saved her. He also said that Stiles stole the baby doll as the coyote was probably going after it. Mr. Tate was at the school and found out that we had the doll. We also found out that Mr. Tate was carrying weapons like a gun inside the school. Mr. Tate is also going after the coyote. Only if he figured out that it was his daughter trapped inside a coyote state.

Scott, Stiles, Isaac and I meeting at the animal clinic. According to Scott, Deaton has a plan for us to use a tranquilizer against the Coyotes. We can sedate the coyote and try to give it time till we figure out how to get Malia out of the coyote. Allison was going to use her father's tranquilizer. I was a little worried because her aiming was not exact.

"Xylazine. It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds. I only have three. So whoever's shooting, needs to be a damn good shot." Deaton says as he sets the three bottles down on the table.

"Allison's a perfect shot." Scott smiles.

"She used to be." Isaac mumbles.

"She can do it." Scott says.

"If we manage to find the thing." Isaac points out.

"Okay, what is the point of him? Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose? Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf anyway? It's 65 degrees out." Stiles says as I giggled.

"Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask. How do we turn a coyote back into a girl, when she hasn't been a girl for eight years?" Isaac states.

"I can stop someone from shifting. Maybe I can bring her out of it." I think for a second.

"It takes years of practice. Could kill her or you." Deaton says.

"I can do it." Scott says.

"You can?" Stiles asked him.

"You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school?" Scott asked us.

"Horrible memories." I shutter.

"In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery."

"This is a werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it'll even work if you can find someone who can teach you." Deaton says.

"That's why you called Derek, first." Stiles sighs.

"He's not answering us." I mutter. I called him over thirty times in the last week.

"Yeah, I could try it on my own. But right now, I'm too scared to even change into just a werewolf." Scott says.

"We need a real Alpha. You know what I mean. An Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going. You know, get it," Stiles starts.

"Up?" Isaac finishes for him.

"Great. I'm an Alpha with performance issues." Scott sighs.

"Is there anyone else besides Derek who could help?" Deaton asked.

"I wouldn't trust Peter." Isaac says.

"It wouldn't matter if we wanted Peter anyway. He's with Derek." I shake my head.

"Maybe the twins?" Stiles suggested.

"They're not Alphas anymore. after what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them." Deaton warns us.

"Yeah, but what if they know how to do it?" Stiles asked.

"Nobody's seen them for weeks." Scott assumes.

"Actually, that's not totally true. Is it Lexy?" Stiles turns his head to face me. Dammit.

"You know where they're at?" Isaac looks at me.

"I don't talk to them much. I only gave them Derek's place to stay at until he returns. If anybody is going to get the okay to work with them it be Lydia so." I step back. Stiles calls Lydia for us to meet at Derek's loft.