Lydia's POV
"But he could be anywhere!" Scott's hand on my back provides some comfort but it's nothing like Stiles.
"Yes that's true but all we can do is try. We'll find him!"
Malia stands up and walks round the table we've been sitting at. "What's the point? He's probably dead."
Scott stares at her, a look of complete and utter bewilderment on his face, "He's my best friend, he's Lydia's Boyfriend, he's your ex. How can you say that?"
"He doesn't care about me anymore, well he never did, why should I care about him?"
I snigger, "Because that's how this thing works, we're a pack, even though Stiles doesn't have any powers he is the most important part of it. For one, you wouldn't be alive without him and he's saved our lives more times than I care to count." I say, "Now sit down and help us find him, or get out!"
Kira sits next to Scott, their hand entangled, she lets out a short laugh which receives a glare from Malia. "Oh shhh, Kira"
"I'll see if I can get a scent from his clothes, Lydia see if you can get anything. Malia work with scent too and Kira stay here with Lydia and help her!"
"I'm here to help." Liam stands in the door way. "I want to help."
"Go home Liam, it's too dangerous." Scott says.
Liam moves into the room and takes a seat next to me, "I'm here to help, if I can survive the berserkers I'll be fine. Now what've we got?"
Scott huffs but smiles and begins the explanation. "You'll come with Malia and I, to see if we can catch his scent."
"Anything I can do?" Sherriff Stilinski stands by the kitchen door, a glass of whiskey in his hand.
Scott smiles a sympathetic smile in his direction, "We've got it for now."
The Sherriff's head sinks, "I'm here of you need help kids, just find my son."
I stand up and walk over to him, take him in my arms, "We will." He hesitates before putting his free hand round me.
"Thanks, kid. He really cares about you, ya know." Sadness fills his voice, "I can't loose him too."
I let go of him and step away, "You won't."
