love drunk [2] ⇻ stiles stilinski

iv. chaos rising

[ start of chaos rising part two ]

AFTER LEAVING Finstock's classroom, Eleanor received a call from Scott. He filled her in and told her about how Heather had gone missing last night, and how they were planning on making Isaac remember.

Having no time to lose, she left the school and arrived at the animal clinic five minutes later. She looked a mess, and she was in no mood to explain herself to anybody, but Isaac was the main priority and she was going to help him in any way she could.

Her presence in the room did not go unnoticed and neither did her dried tears as the boys finished loading the tub with ice. The young Hale smiled weakly and moved into the room.

Isaac furrowed his eyebrows and opened his mouth to say something. Instead, he was stopped. "Not now, please? Deaton, go ahead - continue."

"Obviously it's not going to be particularly.. comfortable. But if we can slow your heart beat down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

"Like being hypnotised?" Isaac questioned, looking down at the ice bath as he gulped.

Deaton nodded. "Exactly. You'll be half transformed. It'll gain us access to your subconscious mind."

Eleanor quietly cleared her throat and looked up from her gaze upon the metal bath, her eyes meeting Deaton. "How slow will his heart rate have to be exactly?"

"Very slow."

Derek rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, how slow is very slow?"

"Nearly dead."

The statement was enough to present goosebumps across Eleanor's skin, and the air fell silent as everyone contemplated whether it were the right thing to do. The young hale subconsciously stepped closer to Isaac, whom gave her a half hearted smile.

Isaac turned away and back toward Deaton. "It's safe though, right?"

"Do you want me to answer honestly?" The man questioned, an eyebrow raised as the tension in the room grew."

Isaac sighed. "No, not really."

Before anybody could say anything else, a snap was heard from the doorway, and all eyes turned to Stiles whom was grinning at himself and his plastic glove covered hand. All six of them gave him a deadpan expression, and his grin faltered under their deathly gaze.

"What?"

Eleanor looked away from him immediately and moved forward to rest her hand on Isaac's. He looked up as she spoke. "Hey, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this."