The Kids From Yesterday // Stiles Stilinksi [2/2]

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Scott and Lucy sat in the hospital waiting room as they waited for news on Melissa. Scott had his hearing tuned to everything going on with his mom, but was saying nothing to Lucy.

Malia walked over and placed a hand over Scott's clenched hands.

Scott glanced at Lucy and they walked into Melissa's room.

The nurse said, "You have about a minute before the sedative kicks in. And let her rest."

Scott grabbed Lucy's hand and she let him. They walked to Melissa's bedside. She was pale and looked exhausted, but smiled. "Hey, kids."

Scott looked at his mom and said, "We're gonna wait outside, okay?"

Melissa shook her head and answered in a shaky voice. "No, wait, Scott. Wait. Listen to me. You didn't do this. You didn't either, Lucy."

Scott sighed. "But I'm responsible. You need to sleep."

"I just need to... tell you..."

"It can wait. It can wait. Mom..."

Melissa's breaths sounded heavier as she started drifting off to sleep. "Don't run. You fight."

Scott placed a hand on his mom's head and placed his head to hers. He kissed her forehead.

Melissa's eyes closed and Lucy followed Scott to his dad's room and they found the bed empty.

"Where's my dad?" Scott demanded.

"Transferred to San Francisco Memorial," the sheriff replied. "He's gonna be fine."

Scott nodded. "Okay. And what about Mason?"

"Already out of surgery."

"Lydia?"

"She's alright, too. Bullet missed everything that matters, thank God. Scott, Lucy, we almost died."

Scott pursed his lips. "They almost died."

"But they're gonna live. We're gonna have two deputies posted here around the clock. Nobody sets foot on this floor without my authorization. Scott. I got a pretty good idea how you're feeling right now. But the whole sheriff's department is gonna be on this. I am gonna find out who did this."

"We all know who did this."

Lucy looked down at her white shirt, seeing blood. She wavered and started falling. She would've hit the floor had the sheriff not caught her.

"Lucy?" The sheriff asked. "Are you okay?"

She groaned and passed out. "I need a gurney over here!" Sheriff Stilinski yelled.

A gurney was brought over and Lucy was laid on it.

The sheriff looked at her worriedly. He'd come to think of her as a daughter and he prayed she'd be okay.

Scott walked through the halls and Malia caught up with him. "Hey. What do we do? Where's Lu?"

Scott sighed. "Lucy got hurt, but she should be okay. Uh, anyway, no more peace summits. No more warning. No more half measures."

"What's the plan?"

"We fight back."

"I'm good with that plan."

"And Gerard? Monroe? The hunters? We take them all."

"Then we're gonna need more firepower."

"Not just firepower. We're gonna need an army."

Scott and Malia made their way back to his house to see Deucalion walk in, glass crunching between his feet. "You know my fighting days are over."

Malia glared at him. "That's hard to believe."