This is where one girl dives into the many roles of Dylan O'Brien and brings out fantasies for those who share the same love as she has for Dylan O'Brien.
Whether you love the adorable sarcastic Stiles Stilinski, the sly insatiable Void, the nerdy...
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~~Rebekah~~
After the Alpha Pack disbanded and the Darach was killed things have been a bit off for everyone in the pack, me included. Scott seemed to be struggling with controlling his shifts since he became an Alpha, Allison has been struggling with her coordination and Stiles well...Stiles seems to be having the worse out of everyone. Starting with nightmares and the inability to read has gotten worse with now lack of regular sleep and sleepwalking. At the moment he was sleeping in one of the hospital rooms, I drove him here after what he believed that it was his fault that Barrow went after Kira and I didn't think it was a great idea for him to drive. Melissa gave him some Midazolam which is used to help patients relax before surgery to help him sleep; I was sitting in the one chair near his bed trying to study my History text book in hopes to pass the class. My fingers were pushed onto my temple as it slowly rubbed in circles trying to relieve the headache I had. Ever since the Darach threw me into the wall hard I can't seem to rid myself of these headaches. I told Scott and the others that I was fine in which they let it go after I agreed to go to get checked out at the hospital. With a deep sigh I slammed the history book closed dropping it into my bag and turned my gaze back to Stiles who was still asleep. Soon I was interrupted by a knock on the door, I turned to see it was Melissa and she was asking me to come outside for a moment. I uncrossed my legs pushed myself up from the chair and followed her out of the room shutting the door quietly behind me.
"How is he doing?" she asked I crossed my arms against my chest, turning my gaze to a sleeping Stiles then back to Melissa.
"Finally sleeping after the last few days...I...I just don't know how to help him. Some Druid I am, all these powers and I can't use them to heal what is going on with Stiles." I answered watching her touch my shoulder with her hands and gave me a sympathic smile.
"Everything will be okay Becca...Stiles just needs some sleep to fix whatever is going on inside his head. Not all problems can be solved with supernatural gifts; sometimes it requires a little human medicine." She reminded I really wish that there was something that I could do but every time I tried to do anything magical it ends up not working. My eyes turned back to Melissa who was now wearing a concerned look on her face. "Now I am worried about you Becca, I noticed the headaches you've been getting recently. Is that from the head trauma you sustained a few weeks back or are you dabbling into something that is dangerous?"
"Neither...am I just stressed out with school, this outside work we do in secret, dealing with knowing my mother is a psychotic murderer and now Stiles may be experiencing similar symptoms to what his mother had." I pointed out seeing the look of surprise wash onto Melissa's face almost like she didn't know how to react to my answer.
"You see it too?" she asked I lowered my gaze away from her then I looked back up at her feeling tears starting to reach the corner of my eyes.
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