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the werewolf,the spark, and the goddess

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Chapter 1


Takes place after season 3 ep 9





Stiles was sitting in the hospital
room beside his Father who lay unconscious.  The room is mostly
silent accept for the beeping of the heart monitor. Isaac slowly
pushes the door open he makes his way over to stiles who is sitting
staring at the far corner of the room. Isaac can hear stiles
muttering to himself “please don't go your the only one I have
left please please just hold on please”.  Isaac put a hand on
stiles shoulder “come on you should get some rest you been here
for hours. I will take you home, come on”. Isaac tried to get
stiles to move but he just keeps pulling away “NO I cant leave
him” Stiles proclaimed. Isaac made a reassuring gesture by kind
of pulling at stiles sleeve. Stiles finally gave in and slowly got up
promising to his unconscious father that he would be back soon. Isaac
led stiles to his torn up blue jeep and got into the drivers seat
after he ushered stiles into passenger seat. The drive to stile’s
house was long and filled with a silence that held all of stile’s
worries. Isaac kept glancing over to see stiles barely awake. Every
now and again he would catch stiles lifting a hand up to wipe away a
stray tear that fell from his deep brown eyes. The boys finally
arrived at stiles house, stiles slumped out of the car and dug
through his pockets and pulled out his old bronze key and unlocked
the front door. Isaac stood by as Stiles unlocked the door and walked
in. Stiles paused, looking around the house, memories of his dad
caused him to start crying more, these tears fell harder, stiles
fully assessed the situation that he had been thrown in. Isaac
grabbed hold of stile’s shoulders and practically pushed him
upstairs. When they got to his bedroom Stiles walked over to his bed
and fell into it. “Ill be right downstairs, if you need
anything just let me know, Ill be just downstairs.” Isaac said
reassuring him.  Isaac walked down the wooden stairs and took a seat
on one of the kitchen chairs, mean while, stiles was finally drifting
off into a well needed rest.


The next morning Isaac awoke to the
sound of screaming coming from upstairs. Isaac jumped of the couch
and ran up the stairs as fast as he could. He threw open the door to
stiles room to find the teen on his bed in tears on the edge of a
panic attack. Isaac is by his side in a moment. “Stiles its okay
your okay it was just a nightmare your okay.”  Stiles is taking
deep breaths try to get as much oxygen into his lungs as possible
until he can slowly start to calm down. Isaac notices that he is calm
enough and slowly stands up and looks down at him “ you
okay?” stiles looks up at Isaac “i think so.”  they
slowly make there way down stairs. The house is empty with out the
presents the sheriff. They walk into the kitchen stiles takes a seat
in one of the old dinning room chairs and slumps down onto the table.
Isaac is starting to get breakfast ready. He fry’s up some eggs
and bacon. He puts some on a plate and places in front of his friend.
Stiles looks at the food and start to push it around the plate with
his fork Isaac sighs “stiles, you need to eat you have not eaten
yet. You have to eat.” Stiles nods and eats quietly after
breakfast the boys head to the hospital to check on the sheriff.


When they finally arrived there Stiles
already has tear  running down his face. Isaac pulled into the
hospital parking lot and turned off the vehicle. Stiles hurried out
of the car slamming the door behind him and ran into the hospital,
Isaac silently followed. When they arrived to the sheriffs room
Stiles quietly opened the door and takes a step in. They both looked
at the still unconscious sheriff. Stiles's face dropped and he found
the all too fimiliar seat that was directly next to his fathers
hospital bed. Stiles reached out and grabbed his dads hand as more tears fell from his big brown eyes. Isaac left the
room, feeling that Stiles wanted a little alone time to cope with
what was going on. Meanwhile, as Stiles sat silently in his fathers
hospital room he noticed that it looked like a nice day out, even
though it didn't feel like it. Just at that moment he felt his
fathers hand clench his. “Stiles? Is that you?” the
groggy feeling sheriff coughed out.

The teen wolf boys find themselves in a tough situation as they try to fight the durach. Deton brings a little help to them. Odd romances and danger loom in their wake.
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