ReVoid (Teen Wolf X Maze Runner)

4

"Stiles, where's Stiles?!" Screamed one of the men. He was Thomas's father, the Sheriff. He was holding a gun in the air, ready to shoot if necessary. "Where's my son?"

"Tommy!" whispered a voice from the kitchen, "Tommy, in here!". It was Minho who had managed to slip away without being noticed. Thomas walked into the kitchen quickly, without being seen due to the deep conversation between Newt and Scott. "You need to talk to them, tell them what happened." Minho stared at Thomas until he walked back into the hall.

"I'm right here!" He spoke over the shouting. The Sheriff ran over to him and gave him a tight squeeze in his arms. Tears started streaming down his cheeks and dripping off his chin. Thomas didn't hug back or act sad in any way.

"Where've you been? Are you okay?" He asked lots of questions to which his answer was "I'm fine." Scott looked confused to how he was reacting. The Sheriff turned to the rest of Thomas's friends and said "You are all under arrest..."

As they were all ascorted outside in handcuffs, Thomas turned to Newt. "Listen Newt, I'm gonna have to go with them." He gestured to the small crowd of people behind him "I will fix this as soon as I can okay?" He gave Newt a reassuring look before they were all being taken away in several police cars.

Thomas was put into the front of a car with the Sheriff and the ride was extremely awkward. The Sheriff kept trying to talk to Thomas: telling him how much he's been worrying and how glad he is to see him. Thomas said nothing, he didn't know how to start. "Hey dad for all the time I was missing, I couldn't remember anything from my past": yeah that would work just fine.

"Stiles... talk to me bud" his father said. Thomas looked up from his hands and into the eyes of his dad who was staring back at him, waiting for an answer. Thomas took a long breath and looked back down to his hands.

"Thomas." he said, not wanting to see his dad's response. "My name was Thomas." He decided it would be best to explain everything to his dad. He could trust him, right? After agreeing with himself that it would be best, he raised his head to see his dad's face covered with a confused expression, and he began to speak.

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"Okay, let me get this straight. These wicked people, stole you and some other people. They took you to another dimension and took away all your memories and put you into a maze. Look I believed you with all the werewolf jazzy stuff but this..." the Sheriff looked at him in disbelief.

"Don't forget the bit where we almost died in the and the part where we had to find a cure for all our friends." added Thomas (secretly hoping his dad would be impressed yet also bringing back terrible memories of all the people he was unable to save, like Alby).

"Wait... so you thought your name was Thomas for two whole years and couldn't remember anything?" the extremely confused Sheriff asked. Thomas nodded. "So, do you want to be called Thomas or Stiles?"

Thomas hadn't really made up his mind about that yet. He began to think things to himself. Will his other friends have different names? Will they remember their lives? After a few minutes which seemed to last for hours, he made up his mind. "My name is Stiles." he said trying to sound confident in his decision. "Stiles Stilinski, that's right isn't it?"

The car pulled up outside the station. "Yeah, that's right. Stiles." he replied reaching over to Stiles and giving him a big hug. For the first time since he had found Stiles, he actually got a hug back from him. His son was finally back.