control • theo raeken [1]

seventeen. status asthmaticus

third person.

AS MELISSA AND LIAM continue to try helping Hayden, Theo and Scott talk in the waiting room with Luna asleep in the chair.

"You know, we're going to need help with him," Theo states into the quiet room, glancing over at Scott. He's leaned back into his seat, his head against the wall with Luna's legs in his lap. His hands rubbed her legs soothingly, knowing his girlfriend was dead tired and needed her sleep.

Scott, who was staring absentmindedly at the wall across from him, says, "He'll be all right." He nods as if to convince himself.

"He's sixteen and in love," Theo goes on. "First love. You remember what that's like?" Theo's eyes shift to the girl in the chair adjacent him. Her blue hair fanned across her face, some in her mouth due to her soft snoring. She was slouched with her arms hanging off the sides of the seat. To him, the sight of her like that made his heart swell and reminded him of what she does to him.

"Yeah, trust me, I remember." Scott nods his head, thinking of the girl who could shoot a bow and arrow and was devoted to protecting those who couldn't protect themselves.

"All those emotions mixed with the Supermoon," Theo continues as if Scott hadn't even spoken. "Tonight isn't going to be good." He stares up at the ceiling.

"I know."

"We need help." Theo turns to Scott. "And I don't mean restraints or chains. I mean Malia, Stiles, Lydia." He lifts his head. "You need your pack, Scott."

This was just part of his plan. He wanted Scott to think about his pack. How they weren't much of a pack anymore. Stiles and him weren't on good terms. Malia was busy doing God knows what that she didn't want anyone knowing about. Lydia was willing to help, but she was waiting for everyone else to get their shit together.

"I'm not so sure I have one anymore," Scott says, defeated.

"Let me talk to them," Theo suggests. "Let me see what I can do, okay?"

Scott gives Theo a nod. With that, Theo shakes Luna awake so they could leave. They'd been sitting in the waiting room for almost an hour, giving Luna way more time to sleep than she'd wanted. Her muscles ached from sleeping in an uncomfortable position for so long, and she had to pick hair out of her mouth.  Dried drool lined the corner of her mouth, but she didn't notice.

Theo lead Luna to the door with his hand on the lower part of her back. She squinted as she stepped into the light. With her hand on the doorknob, Scott called out to Theo. The two of them turned back to the boy, Theo's eyes raised in question.

"Thank you."

Luna was confused as to why he was thanking her boyfriend, but Theo was pushing her forward before she could ask. She pushed the door open and stumbled out into the bright outside. Wrapping his arm around Luna's shoulders, Theo leads her to the passenger side of the truck. He opens the door and helps her into the truck, noticing how sleepy she still was. He tried putting her seatbelt on for her, but she slapped his hands away.

"I'm still mad at you," she mumbles, clicking the seatbelt in for herself instead.

"For what?" Theo asks, bewildered. She pauses to think about it.

"I don't know yet, but I am."

Theo laughs, "Fine." He steals a kiss as she cleans the dried drool from her chin.

"Hey!" She protests. Although she wanted to be mad, she couldn't stop the tiny smile from poking through her hard exterior.

Theo shuts the door and rounded the vehicle. Once he was in and had his seatbelt on, Luna reached over and held his hand. She wouldn't see him tonight since she'll be locked up in her basement to shield herself from the Supermoon.