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CHAPTER FIFTEEN:
"find another memory. keep looking for marcie and stiles. find another memory." scott said.
"is anyone gonna get me a coat?" lydia asked.
"i'm not psychic." lydia said.
"you're something!" stiles said.
"it is not a double date. it is a group thing." lydia said making marcie laugh.
"that's probably not what they think." marcie said.
"aiden's not texting me back. okay, well, maybe we could just... we could go over there and..." lydia began but stiles pulled out his phone after getting a text.
"what? oh, god. what is it now?" lydia asked seeing the look on stiles' face.
"it's from isaac. jennifer, she t- she has allisons father. she took him. she's got all three now." stiles said.
"okay, let's not panic." marcie told him.
"there's still time. we still have time, right?" lydia asked.
"stiles." marcie said.
"are you okay? what is it? what's wrong?" lydia asked him.
stiles kept moving around and he finally looked back at marcie.
"stiles?" marcie said again.
"i think i'm having a panic attack." stiles said making marcie's eyes widen.
lydia got up and she started walking to the locker room. she knew that there was another memory there.
marcie quickly rushed stiles into the locker room and she sat down with him.
"just try and think about something else, anything else." marcie told him.
"like what?" stiles asked as his panic attack got worse.
"uh, happy things. good things. uh, friends, family." marcie said which made stiles look up at her.
"oh, i mean... not family. oh, god. okay, uh, just... try and slow your breathing." marcie said.
"i can't. i can't." stiles said hyperventilating.
"shh, stiles. look at me, stiles. shhh." marcie said before putting her hands on his face, caressing his cheeks.
she looked up into his eyes and she did the first thing she could think of.
