It's All In Your Mind

9

That guy had his shirt! What the actual hell?

Stiles was just walking with Scott, when he saw the other boy. At first he could care less about some stupid boy in a lacrosse dress. Until he noticed his own number on the boy's back. With a different name, but his number none the less!

Things were going crazy already with this Wild Hunt thing, but now it seemed, that no one thought it would be good to notify him about a practice, even though he was a part of the team. And now they gave his number to someone else? What was going on?

He snapped at Scott a little, when he realized he had missed his training, but Scott didn't even acknowledge it and inquired about his research. As always. Sigh. But this had already happened so many times that Stiles didn't care. Scott just was that way and yes, the Wild Hunt was more important right now, even if Nogitsune didn't seem to think so.

Things had been quite queasy between them after their fight. Fortunately, they had made up, and their friendship was not lost. But while Stiles had already forgiven Scott's deeds and took Scott back in, he could never forget. Not even if he wanted, since his fox companion was very keen on bringing it up. And it wasn't as if you could forget about your best friend ditching you for a guy he knew for a few weeks.

So yeah, they were back to normal. And while this normal – filled with ignorance and lots of 'sorry, don't have time right now, Stiles,' – would not suit most people, Stiles was fine with it. That thought in itself sounded so depressive Stiles decided better not to think about the topic.

Scott heard him out and they came to the conclusion they should check on the little boy – Alex. But as they arrived at the Police station, they found the cell empty. The deputy in – Hayden's older sister – didn't even remember Alex. It was astonishing how easy you could erase someone (if you happened to be an old creature from myths). They also figured out the Wild Hunt had to be going for Liam and Hayden, since they were on the street as well.

So they dashed to the school again, since the two of them and Mason happened to be there. Once they'd gotten in though, Stiles started to feel weird.

There were students and police officers swarming around and none of them even looked at him. Something was wrong. Really wrong. It was just a feeling and Stiles had no idea what it was, but he was positive – something was happening and it wasn't going to be good.

Even Nogitsune was more quiet than usual.

But then Scott turned around, saying it'd be better if they split up. And Stiles panicked. "Scott, wait."

The Alpha stopped and lifted his eyebrows, brown eyes expectant.

"I..." he tried but nothing much came out. He had no idea what to say. He knew what he wanted to, but when he opened his mouth, his mind got blank.

He opened his mouth again, but Scott just patted him on his shoulder. "You'll tell me afterwards, okay?"

And he knew it was wrong, knew he should've stopped him and knew letting Scott go was a mistake, but he sighed and let the Werewolf go, agreeing to it.

Scott smiled, not even hiding the relief, and walked away from him, neither of them realizing that this was the last time they were ever going to see each other again.

The empty pit in Stiles' stomach deepened and he felt worse than before, but he let it go and focused on finding the young Betas – that was the reason why he was here, after all.

Nogitsune followed him without saying a word, which was probably the weirdest thing of all of them, but Stiles didn't think much about it. Nogitsune was Nogitsune and he was unpredictable. Nothing new in that.