You dial Stiles’ number, hoping that he will answer this time. The ringing sounds like an eternity, your heart heavy in your chest. His voicemail picks up. His familiar voice plays, but it only makes you more sad knowing he's not really there. "Stiles..please, pick up," you whisper. Yet, his voicemail message plays once more. "Hey this is stiles I can't make it to the phone right now but.." Scott just told you about how stiles is missing on the coldest night of the year, but that’s not your only concern. He’s been acting different ever since the Darach. Once again his voicemail came on but at this point, you just needed to hear his voice. But it doesn’t come, instead it connected to the other line, the only sound that could be heard was breathing, "Stiles?" You ask softly, "Hello little mouse," he says with a small deep chuckle at the end "Where are you? I’ve been calling all night. Everyone has been worried sick.” You say in both relief and frustration. "Are you coming to find me little mouse?" He asks, his voice sounding both familiar and foreign at the same time. "Tell me where you are and I’ll come to you right now" You respond, leaving no room for argument. “You promise?” he asks, and the question catches you off guard. Goosebumps form on the back of your neck but you push the feeling aside. “Of course, send me your location, I’ll call Scott—“, “Don’t call Scott” he interrupts in an almost dangerous tone. You frown in confusion but assume it’s just because he’s embarrassed that he sleep walked again. It wouldn’t be the first time. “Fine, but you better have one hell of an explanation for when I get there” You say sternly. "mmm, looking forward to it" he says, another red flag goes off but you push it aside. it’s just stiles.. “Stay where you are I’m on my way." You say as you gather your things, ready to go out to an unknown location in the middle of the night to help stiles. "You won't have to worry about that" he chuckles, "I'll be waiting."