ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ °Stiles Stilinski° Teen Wolf

∇ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏsᴇ ɪᴛ∇

⭕Loralie⭕

I stand in the hallway just outside Stiles' room. I glance in and see he's asleep and Melody is dozing right beside him, her fingers intertwined with his. I think after everything that's happened she's afraid he'll disappear again. Sheriff Stilinski comes out of the room and I nod in greeting.

"She doesn't want to leave his side, does she?"

"After tonight I don't want to either. Is it alright with you if she stays?" I glance back at her and see just how close to him she is, he's not going anywhere without her waking up and finding out. "It's alright. Besides I know she'll just worry if she's away from him." He nods and together we walk back to inform Melissa, Rafael, and the other children of what's going on.

Lydia and Scott stand up when we approach. "He's sleeping now. Melody is with him and I doubt I could convince her to leave even if I wanted to. And I don't. And he's just fine." I watch the kids sigh in relief.

"He doesn't remember much. It's a bit like a dream to him." Stilinski turns to look at Agent McCall. "Thank you."

"It was that repellant we sprayed in the coyote den to keep other animals out. I couldn't go near it without my eyes watering. It's just a good thing he mentioned it over the phone."

"No, it was more than that. Thank you."

"It was a lucky connection."

"McCall, can you shut up please and accept my sincerest gratitude." He sighs and sticks out his hand. "Accepted." Stilinski grabs and shakes his hand. "Alright, you two. You've got school in less than six hours. Go home. Go to sleep."

"Okay," Scott says and gives his mom a hug. Stilinski pats Scott's shoulder and he walks away with Lydia. I return to Stiles' room and look down at Melody's sleeping form. She must have been going out of her mind. My phone vibrates and I pull it out of my pocket, pressing the notification. It was from Derek who had stayed outside to jump start Stiles' Jeep.

I'm following up on a theory.
How's Melody?

A little burned out and exhausted
But she'll be fine.

And Stiles?

He's sleeping.
No serious damage.
Just terrified.

Okay. See you later.

See you.

I put my phone away and sit down in one of the chairs. A few hours go by and I watch as the sun slowly starts to rise. The sky is tinged with orange when Melody starts to whimper in her sleep. I look back to her and stand up, moving towards her.

Suddenly she jolts upright in the hospital bed and looks around wildly. "Stiles?!"

"It's alright," I whisper and she looks down at him, her shoulders relaxing, their hands still connected. "Go back to sleep, sweetheart." She nods, her eyes already slipping closed and she lays back down, pressing her forehead into Stiles' shoulder.

I hear footsteps and I see Melissa and Noah stand outside the room. I stand up and walk out seeing that Melissa looks really worried. "What's wrong?"

"It was the other day. He and Melody came in. Stiles seemed really scared. I asked him some questions. Just symptoms and, um... Yeah." She doesn't elaborate and I could tell that it wasn't anything good. "It's okay. I think I, uh..." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a notepad, flipping it open to the first page.