Chaos • TW [2]

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Rose rushed into Scott's house in a panic and immediately noticed Scott and Aiden carrying an almost lifeless Stiles in their arms.

"Put him on the couch," Aiden ordered, before him and Scott let Stiles' body collapse on the couch.

Rose found Lydia and quickly walked over to her to ask, "What's going on?"

Lydia sighed, "I found him unconscious in a random office building parking lot."

"How did you end up there?"

"I thought I had the GPS on, until Aiden pointed out that it wasn't...it was a voice in my head that led me right to him."

Rose narrowed her eyes at her curiously before glancing back at the unresponsive state of Stiles.

"Guys, this is crazy. He needs to be in the hospital." Melissa shook her head.

Scott and Rose both whipped their heads toward Melissa, both thinking her idea was insane.

"Mom, remember what happened last time he went to the hospital?" Scott had to remind her.

"Yeah, Isaac and I were almost burnt to a crisp." Rose brought up more bluntly, and sounding slightly bitter.

Rose then turned her attention to Deaton, who lifted the hem of Stiles' shirt, revealing a long slice on his stomach. The breath got stuck in Rose's throat as her jaw dropped slightly at the sight.

"What happened?" Rose asked looking more closely at the injury.

"It doesn't look like he's bleeding... I think he might even be healing," Deaton thought aloud, still examining it.

"You mean healing like we heal?" Aiden asked.

"That's good, right?" Scott nodded hopefully.

Deaton let out a sigh, still looking at Stiles, "For him, yes... Us?" He then turned to look at Scott, "I'm not so sure."

"Does Sheriff know he's here?" Rose asked looking around the room, knowing very well of how worried Sheriff has been about his son.

"I'll call him." Melissa said and quickly grabbed her phone and left the room.

Rose let an uneasy feeling settle in the pit of her stomach. She knew something bad was going to happen. She could sense it around the room, like a bad energy circling all of them. She was just terrified to find out what was going to happen.

"Well," Aiden spoke up catching everyone's attention, "If we're not going to kill him, why aren't we at least tying him down with really big chains? Sounds like something we should be doing if you ask me."

Rose rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. She was currently in no mood, mainly from the lack of sleep.

Deaton shook his head, "I might have something more effective." Deaton then pulled out a glass container holding some liquid substance in it, "I may need a little help just in case."

Rose immediately walked over to Stiles, followed by Scott. Rose squeezed Stiles' cheeks tightly, causing his mouth to open. Deaton wasted no time in dropping the substance in his mouth, which caused Stiles' face to contort with disgust.

Not even a second later, Stiles' eyes flashed open and he grasped ahold of Rose's neck. Rose sucked in a sharp gasp at the sudden pressure on her neck.

"Get him off!" Rose stammered out, feeling the air no longer flowing to her lungs.

Her hands struggled to release his own from her neck. Her body lifted in air from Stiles' strength. She didn't know where this strength was even coming from seeing as how weak he has been. And especially since Deaton had just given him something that was supposedly going to make him weaker.