The Unexpected (Teen Wolf/ Scott McCall/ Stiles Stilinski Fan Fiction)

Panic Attack

Carson's POV

I woke up with someone shaking me, not so harshly but yet not so gently. I had ache all over my body and my head was throbbing. I opened my eyes and everything was blurry for a couple of seconds. There was a figure standing in front of me but my sight finally cleared and I saw a frightened Stiles looking at me.

"What's going on?" I asked Stiles and tried standing up but the pain only spead. I winced in pain before getting the help from Stiles and stood up properly.

"Jennifer's gone and so is Scott's mom"

"What?" I asked wide eyes and I massaged my head a little.

"Yeah, and if that isn't enough kick in the balls, Scott left with Deucalion and the FBI is soon here" Stiles stated shakingly.

"What about Derek?" I asked and looked around.

"I told him to leave. Can't have him here when the feds show up"

I nodded my head before Stiles started dragging me towards the waiting room. Both of us sat there waiting for the cops to show up. Stiles had kept his hand interlocked with mine the whole time. I could feel Stiles shaking and the worst part is, I don't know how to stop it.

Suddenly the cops and feds started piling in which caused Stiles and I to face them. There was a really tall man with brown hair that walked in and Stiles jaw clenched.

"Just perfect" Stiles muttered.

"What is it?" I asked him and looked between him and the fed. The man glanced at Stiles and I before walking over to us. Stiles quickly looked at him before turning to me.

"We-" Stiles started, pointing his index finger from him to me and back to him. "We don't like him" I nodded my head again with a confused expression before the man stood in front of us. My face completely went from a confused to a stone hard expression. My eyes had a cold as ice glare while I watched the man. I already don't like him for some kind of reason. Stiles jaw was still clenched while we watched the man.

"Stilinski at the center of this whole mess, what a shocker" Wow, he's an asshole too. "Think you can answer a few question without the usual level of sarcasm?"

"If you can ask the question without the usual level of stupid?" Stiles snapped back. The man smirked and looked up before back at us.

"Where's your dad and why hasn't no one been able to contact him?" 

"I don't know, I haven't seen him in hours" Stiles lied. Well, not completely. We don't really know where he is and we haven't seen him in hours.

"Is he drinking again?" The man asked.

"What kind of question is that?" I snapped at the man. He's being a complete jerk to Stiles and it's testing my limits. We're already having a mother effin hard time over here already with the Darach and a freaking alpha pack so he should just shut the hell up.

"What do you mean again? He never had to stop" Stiles stated and looked at me.

"But he did have to slow down. Is he drinking like he used to?" The man asked, ignoring me like I wasn't there.

"Alright, how about this? Next time I see him I'll give him a field sobriety test, okay? We'll do the alphabet, start with F end with U" Stiles snapped. I wanted to laugh but right now was not the time.

The man looked at us pissed before speaking. "How about you tell me what the hell happened here?"

"We don't know what happened here, we were stuck in the elevators the whole time"