Stay with Me (Stalia)

Chapter 16

"Tell me all about Scott, Gerard was a little vague about how exactly he became a true Alpha. How does that work? Was it gradual or sudden? Does he have the same powers as other Alphas or is he stronger?" Clarisse waved her knife in a way that was supposed to be threatening but Stiles found it hard to care what happened to him at that point. He was having a hard enough time staying awake to be honest, although the freezing water Clarisse kept throwing on him was helping a bit. His head felt like it was going to burst and his leg felt like it was on fire. The medicine man had splinted it and they had put him back in the chair so he wouldn't have to stand. They hadn't even bothered to tie him up as they knew that he couldn't run. "Stay with me Stiles" Clarisse said gripping his chin. He looked her straight in the eyes but gave her no other acknowledgment. "How are you still so defiant?" She said with a tone that was filled with wonder. "You have been beaten to a pulp and are half conscious, yet you still manage to a giant pain in the ass." Stiles gasped as she drew the knife across his arm, just lightly enough to draw a bit of blood.

"Scott's...his eyes flashed red...few times before..." He attempted, but his brain seemed incapable of forming a coherent sentence.

"A few times before what?"

"He stayed...Alpha"

"Very good Stiles, now tell me does he have any special abilities."

"Dunno"

"Stiles," Clarisse warned, but before she could cut him again the medicine man burst into the room.

"They found us."

"What? How?" She demanded. Stiles wasn't sure what was happening.

"Probably because of the insane torturing. You brought him too close to death and led the banshee right to us. I warned you about this." The banshee, wait were they talking about Lydia? Had she found him and led everyone else to him? Was he actually going to survive this?

"Shit, what do we do?"

"Kill him," An unknown woman's voice sounded from the doorway. "No loose ends, hurry." To Stiles horror Clarisse pulled out a gun and aimed it at his heart.

"No! He's just an innocent boy." The medicine man protested.

"Do it Clarisse" The woman instructed. Stiles shut his eyes as a shot rang out, he felt a burning feeling in his shoulder. He had been shot, but not fatally. He opened his eyes and saw the medicine man on top of Clarisse. He took her gun and shot her, then turned to shoot the woman in the doorway, but she had vanished.

"Stay with me Stiles" The man said as he rushed over to Stiles and pressed a cloth to his shoulder. Stiles fought the blackness with everything he had. His friends were coming, he had to stay awake. Suddenly there was a commotion and the new woman's body was thrown into the room. Then his best friend was there eyes glowing and covered in blood.

"Scott" Stiles said weakly, he saw his friend advance threateningly towards the medicine man. "No...he's good" he coughed "Don't...hurt" Three more figures appeared in the doorway, a little redhead, and a tall brunette, and...

"Dad...?"

"Stiles!" They all called. Stiles tried to respond, but found himself utterly unable. All their voices sounded very far away. He closed eyes and the faded quickly away.

*****

Scott watched in horror as his friend's body went limp, his arms fell off the arms of the chair and his head fell forward. Scott put out an arm to stop Malia from attacking the man that was currently holding Stiles up.

"Wait, Stiles said not to hurt him."

"Who are you?" Lydia demanded

"My name is Kyle, I've wanted to leave this group for a while but it isn't really the type of group that they let you leave. I'm a medic, I am the one who has kept Stiles alive for this long. That woman there, Clarisse, she tried to shoot him. I kept her from making a kill shot, but she still shot him in the shoulder. He's lost a lot of blood." The man spoke fast, knowing the opportunity to explain himself was short.

"You helped Stiles?" This came from the Sheriff.

"As much as I possibly could without endangering myself, I couldn't help him when I was dead. Now please, you can lock me up after this is all over and question me further, but he is going to die if we don't get him to a hospital." The man's words spurred the four of them into action. The Sheriff and Scott came forward to carry Stiles. They each put Stiles' arms around their shoulders and lifted him up. Scott tried not to think about how much lighter his friend felt than the last time he had carried him.

"Which way?" Malia asked, leading the way out.

"Left, there is a staircase that will lead us to the ground floor." The man offered. They make their way past fallen bodies, not seeing anyone until they reached the staircase. Malia quickly took down a hunter trying desperately to flee. They finally made it to the ground floor.

"Go right and at the end of the hall there is an exit." They turn and go down the hallway. Malia pushes open the door,

"Wait it's us!" She says when a gun is clicked.

"Malia?" Scott hears Argent ask, then he and Isaac rush forward.

"Stiles! You found him" Isaac says, then takes a good look at the state of the boy "Is he..?"

"He's alive, but barely, we have to get him to the hospital." Scott responds quickly

"Who's this?" Argent asks noticing Kyle.

"He was with them but turned on them, he saved Stiles' life. Can you take him to Derek for so he can get his whole story?" Scott asked Argent. The man nodded and led Kyle away. Scott and the Sheriff carried Stiles to the Sheriffs car. Malia climbed in and they lifted Stiles up, settling his head in Malia's lap. Scott noticed that he could still hear fighting in the distance. "Isaac?"

"Don't worry, I'll handle things here, you go" The boy responded to his unasked question. Scott was vaguely aware of Lydia running to her car as he climbed into the passenger seat and they sped away.

*****

"Stay with me Stiles" Malia whispered, "You promised you would never leave me. Stay with me, please." She cradled his head gently and pressed the cloth against his shoulder, She didn't know where to touch since he seemed to be covered in injuries. Looking at his injuries make panic rise inside of her so instead she closed her eyes and focused on his heartbeat and his breathing. Both were faint and erratic, but they were there and that was the most important part.

"Hold on Stiles" She heard the Sheriff murmur as he blasted down the street with the siren blaring. Scott's mom was waiting for them with a team of nurses when they got there. Stiles was lifted away from her before she knew what was happening. She, Scott, and the Sheriff jumped out and ran after them. Once Stiles was settled on a gurney Melissa turned to them.

"We have to take him to intensive care, you guys need to stay here in the waiting room. No, stay" She said when they opened their mouths to fight. "You will just get in the way, I will keep you updated." And with that she was gone, leaving Scott, Malia, and the Sheriff standing in the middle of the hospital covered in blood.