I Guess We're Lucky

All Seems Okay

     "Stiles? Hey come on, you're gonna be fine", The sheriff said through thick tears running down his face. "Stiles? Stiles! No!" He screamed running his fingers through his sons hair, looking into his sons glazed over eyes. He wasn't moving, and that wasn't right because Stiles was always moving.

     "Come on just take a breath. Their gonna be here soon to help you", the sheriff continued, refusing to except what they all knew had already happened. The blood staining his sons mouth and chin wasn't supposed to be there. It was supposed to be in his body, keeping him alive. But it killed him, choking him until he drowned.

     He wasn't breathing. His chest rose, then never fell. All the creatures in the pack heard the sound of a silent heart. All except Scott, who was still frozen in place knelt down next to his best friend, holding his limp hand. He was in shock, and couldn't here anything, and his eyes only saw his best friend.

     "Stiles", a broken whisper broke past his lips, over and over again. Until something drew him out of his weird state of shock. It was a small sound, and almost didn't hear it. The more he focused the more he could hear it, and recognize it. It was a heart beat, and it was a familiar one. 

     "H-he's still alive!" Scott yelled looking at the sheriff.

     "Scott, there's no heart beat. He's gone", Liam said, voice breaking.

     "No I'm serious, I can hear it! Maybe it's an alpha thing but a heart beat is there."

     "He's right. I didn't scream. It's still there, but it's like it was put on hold", Lydia said, looking at her friend on the ground. 

     Just then they heard an ambulance approaching. They needed to hurry. 

     "Scott", Theo said standing up, "I will take care of the body, you guys worry about Stiles." He turned to run through the door.

     "Theo!" Scott said, "Thanks. And I want you to know I don't blame you, it was self defense."

     Theo nodded, then ran through the door. Just then the paramedics began to head toward them from the front of the building, Kira and Malia leading the way. They stopped next to the sheriff, holding his sons still body against his chest. They approached the sheriff carefully, and gently took Stiles from his arms. 

     They laid him out on the ground, and removed his flannel that was barley hanging onto his arms. Then they turned him on his side so the blood clogging this throat could be drained. 

      "BP 90 over 50, heart rate 30 BPM", one medic said feeling his pulse. Another shined a small light into his eyes. "Unresponsive to stimuli, hypovolemic shock." 

     The pack stood around watching them go frantic over Stiles. He would be okay, they got there in time. Right?

      "Several broken ribs, punctured lung. Several bruises and abrasions on body as well as cuts to the face. At least two heads wounds, probable concussion", The third paramedic said.

     "Let's get a chest tube in to drain the lung", one said placing a large oxygen mask on his face. 

     They took out a large needle out and lined it up with his right lung before quickly sending it through his skin. Scott winced as he watched. Stiles hated needles. He looked over to the sheriff, who hadn't moved, and was watching the paramedics work on his son.

     They replaced the needle with a tube to begin draining blood. They finished up with a shot of some sort, attaching an IV, and patching his shoulder sloppily. "Prep for transport."

     With that they carefully raised him from the ground and onto the gurney. They took off down the isle of crates. Liam helped the sheriff to his wobbly legs, and they took off following them. 

     When they banged the front doors open and emerged from the building they took Stiles straight to the ambulance, as some squad cars pulled up lead by Parrish.

      Parrish got out of the car to approach the sheriff, before he saw Stiles and stopped in his tracks. Kira saw him and ran over to explain, and Scott nodded to her. He jogged along the sheriff.

     "Sheriff you ride with him, we will meet you at the hospital." The sheriff nodded at him before climbing up into the ambulance.

     As soon as the doors shut, they sped off to the hospital, lights flashing a sirens wailing.

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     Theo smirked at the body laying at the ground by his feet. "Well Donovan, I want to thank you", he said kneeling down. "Your sacrifice was very helpful. Now Scott and his pack trust me." 

     He picked Donovan up and slung him over his shoulder and took off running. He had to leave it somewhere for Parrish to find when he was in hellhound mode, but for now it had to be a good enough hiding spot. 

      He ran for two blocks before he found a dumpster and slid it underneath. It would have to do. He stood up and dusted his hands off on his pants. 

     "Thanks to you, I can continue with my plan." With that he turned around smirking. He needed to be at the hospital.

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     The sheriff held his sons hand as the medics worked on him. He brushed his thumb in soothing circles across his palm. 

     "Sir, do you know what kind of wound this is?" One of them asked, gesturing to Stiles' shoulder.

     "I have no idea. Probably something that his kidnapper did." The sheriff replied, not exactly sure how to answer that. It's some type of weird bite that this kid who was part chimera gave him because he kidnapped him to get to me because his dad shot himself because of me. And it was all because of me and this is all my fault. 

      With that, the sheriff broke down into sobs. The medics have done all they could until they reached the hospital, so they backed away a little to allow the sheriff to be closer to his son. He scooted closer, brushing Stiles' sweaty hair away from his face. His tears began to slow as he watched Stiles.

     His eyes were closed now, oxygen mask fogging up with every short, raspy breath he let out. "It's going to be okay son." He said cracking a small smile, which quickly faded when he noticed the oxygen mask had stopped fogging up. Then he heard a deafening sound. The heart monitor had one constant beep sounding from it. Stiles' heart stopped.

***

     Malia, Scott, Liam, Lydia, and Kira were following the ambulance. They were about to pull into the hospital. They made it there with Stiles still alive. Scott sighed in relief, but it was cut short.

     "Scott! Somethings wrong! I-I have to-" Lydia started before letting out a deafening scream. A scream for Stiles.