SSA M. STILINSKI

5

STILES STILINSKI

"Where is my dad?" I say as I take Liv out of Lydia's arms with a glare. She looked at me strangely before answering,
"Paperwork." I stared at her for a couple more seconds then turned away. I was too busy playing with Liv, that I ran into Scott.

"Stiles.. can we talk?" I was angry, but I hid it well.

"Sure. About what exactly?"

"Look, we were kids man. I know what we did wasn't right, but we weren't thinking. And why didn't you say where you were going? You had us worried sick." I chuckled. He really thought I would believe this?

"What?" He said, tilting his head in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just kind of funny how you think I'm going to believe all of this crap." I answer with an amused look on my face.

His eyes widen in surprise. "What? No, Stiles. Come on man. I'm trying to apologise here. You know, I could be blaming you since you're technically the one that left all of your friends."

"Wow, Scott. Just..wow. I am here on a case, okay? Not for you or any of those other scumbags. I did just fine without you people for six years. Now.. How about you guys leave me alone and let me do what I'm here to do. Oh, and tell Lydia to never place her hands on my kid again." I said, getting into his face at my last sentence.
I storm away from him and back over to the team, who was talking to Garcia.

"We got anything?" I ask her.

"Oh!", she quickly types around on her computer, "Well I have three. People that is. There were three other boys that lived with him in that foster home that had blond hair." Morgan and I look at each other.

" Well that's certainly a start." He says.

"Did you do background checks on these boys yet Garcia?" Emily asked.

"In the process of it now, my lady."
I looked down, "thanks, Garcia"

"You're welcome pumpkin. Tell the old man I said hi!" she says before clicking off.

Reid turned around and walked to the victim board. He slowly turned back around, the color in his face drained. He turned back around and looked at me.
"Stiles.... you said.. that you think that he is targeting the officers family.. right?"
I looked at him confused before answering, "yeah, why?"

He didn't answer me for a few moments.
"That means.. you or Olivia could be next.."

I froze. Sure this was not the first time I have been targeted but now Olivia was thrown into this. I couldn't move.

"Don't worry Stiles, nothing is going to happen to you guys. We're not going to let anything happen." Hotch said to me, putting a hand on my shoulder.

The room started to move. I could feel my self sweating, my eyes twitching. I hurriedly gave Olivia to Reid, running to the bathroom in panic. This was the first one in years.
I looked at myself in the mirror, "c'mon Stiles. Not now. Keep.. it together." I tried counting my fingers but my vision was too blurry. I was losing my breath. Only one person had been able to stop them since I left and they weren't here anymore. Thinking about that made tears run down my face. I pressed my palms into my eyes trying to stop. I sat down, the crying not helping my breathing at all. All of a sudden, Reid was in front of me.
"Hey.. hey Stiles.. listen to me. You have to slow your breathing, okay? Breath with me. In and out,yeah nice and slow."

I could hear him, and I tried to listen but I couldn't stop. I could see everything going dark. And getting darker.... and darker.. until it was only blackness I saw.

I am so sorry this was so short. I totally forgot to update this weekend and I am loaded with homework. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!