Silvern | Stiles Stilinski (Book 2)

Chapter Thirteen: Temper Us In Fire

The sound of beeping filled my ears. I struggled for a moment to open my eyes. The ceiling was plain white and the room reeked of disinfectant. I slowly sat up, wincing as I glanced down at my stomach, remembering the wound. It couldn't have been possible for me to be awake, I died! My clothes had been exchanged for a pale blue gown which covered a bandage that smelled faintly like blood.

"Oh my God, you're awake!" I looked up to see Stiles rushing towards me. He pulled me into a tight hug, peppering my face with kisses.

"I don't understand," I gasped when he pulled away from me, "I died, didn't I?"

He nodded solemnly, "Only for a few seconds. Argent decided to test some theory about electricity, somehow managed to, uh, shock your body into restarting instead, then we rushed you to the nearest hospital"

I tried to process all of the information, "Where are we now?"

"We're back in Beacon Hills. We, uh, managed to transfer you," he explained. He reached his hand out to stroke my face, "Promise me you'll never do that again? I was terrified,"

There was a pause, "Where are Chris and Derek"

He sighed, "They really wanted to be here. But uh... Argent made a deal with the Calaveras and Derek went with Braeden to find the Desert Wolf. They've both been demanding updates, it's fricking annoying, you know?"

I chuckled, "I'm sorry that this happened"

He shook his head, "It's not your fault"

There was a cough and we both looked up to see Melissa standing in the doorway. She walked over, adjusting the drip before turning to me, "You really scared us back there, Ari. Glad to see you're awake"

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Stiles kept his promise from earlier, throwing a massive party for my birthday. I had refused to celebrate it while the dead pool was going on, but he didn't want me to miss out on celebrating turning eighteen. A couple months after that, we had our anniversary. An entire year of being together. An entire year of solving crime, finding bodies and trying not to get killed. It was totally worth it all.

Of course some things werent as great. Chris and Derek kept in th ouch, but I hadn't seen them in months. And Peter, he had been locked up in Eichen House. I doubted that we'd see him again, at least not for a long time.

A/n:
I am so sorry about how cheesy this is, I've been writing for hours and I'm tired and ever so slightly dissociating but I wanted to finish off the season. At least next season will have one of the most beautiful people in existence in it! Thank you for reading and please let me know what you think so far