[ Stiles' worst nightmare is to be separated from Scott.
Period. In fights, in battles, in real life, being away from his best friend is like losing a limb sometimes. He doesn't know what happened--one minute, he was hot on Scott's heels out of the cabins, and the next, there had been wolves and hunters and Scott was nowhere to be found.
Stiles tears himself away from where he was trying to divert a human hunter with the mist because what the fuck, there are humans in their camp, but the second he seems to have it under control (making them think they just walked into a mini mart), Stiles bolts, yelling Scott's name.
What he finds is pretty much exactly what he was afraid of. Scott's limping--alive--but he's hurt, and Stiles' heart bottoms out in his toes as he breaks into a sprint, coming up behind Scott and ducking up under his arm, to try and lift some of his weight onto his shoulders. There's blood everywhere and they--oh god, they have to get to one of the singers, they have to now, because Stiles Stilinski is not living life without his best friend. ] Scott--Scott, oh my god, dude, we're gonna get you to Apollo like, stat--what happened?! Are you okay?! No, god, stupid question, obviously you're not okay, just--hang on dude, we're going now, okay? Stay with me.
[ Close to tears and trying his best not to have a freakout, Stiles starts to help direct Scott back towards the healers, and as fast as he can manage. ]
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Period. In fights, in battles, in real life, being away from his best friend is like losing a limb sometimes. He doesn't know what happened--one minute, he was hot on Scott's heels out of the cabins, and the next, there had been wolves and hunters and Scott was nowhere to be found.
Stiles tears himself away from where he was trying to divert a human hunter with the mist because what the fuck, there are humans in their camp, but the second he seems to have it under control (making them think they just walked into a mini mart), Stiles bolts, yelling Scott's name.
What he finds is pretty much exactly what he was afraid of. Scott's limping--alive--but he's hurt, and Stiles' heart bottoms out in his toes as he breaks into a sprint, coming up behind Scott and ducking up under his arm, to try and lift some of his weight onto his shoulders. There's blood everywhere and they--oh god, they have to get to one of the singers, they have to now, because Stiles Stilinski is not living life without his best friend. ] Scott--Scott, oh my god, dude, we're gonna get you to Apollo like, stat--what happened?! Are you okay?! No, god, stupid question, obviously you're not okay, just--hang on dude, we're going now, okay? Stay with me.
[ Close to tears and trying his best not to have a freakout, Stiles starts to help direct Scott back towards the healers, and as fast as he can manage. ]