"I texted Scott. He's coming as soon as he can. I can call {{user}}?" Melissa offered, watching as Stiles just immediately shook his head and paced around the hallway. "No, no, no. Don't call anyone."

Melissa still called you. And when Melissa called, saying that Stiles' father, Sheriff Stilinski was in the hospital, you didn't even think twice before grabbing your keys and driving to Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital.

You and Stiles haven't talked much, mostly because he was busy and Theo basically kidnapped you, so you two didn't really had time to talk about him killing Donavon, the pack falling apart or anything really.

She obviously knows that the pack isn't really doing good right now, but she also knows that everyone still cares about everyone and she didn't want Stiles to be alone. So, she called you.

Even though Stiles didn't wanted Melissa to call anyone, because you guys are kinda falling apart – Liam who tried to kill Scott, Lydia who got kidnapped, Kira who's still gone, Malia who's trying to kill the desert wolf aka her mother, Scott who isn't healing, Stiles who killed Donavon and you who just got saved from being toured by the Dread Doctors or more likely by Theo. You knew there was something off about Theo the whole time but they didn't really believe you and when Theo got too suspicious of you, you had to pay the price. Being a Werefox has its ups and downs.

All of you weren't really talking right now, and even though you were still weak and hurting, because your body doesn't heal itself as fast as it usually would, you still forgot about our pain –or rather punched it down because Stiles' father was on the verge of death and that's more important than any pain.

When you opened the doors to the hospital, Melissa just gave you a small smile and nodded in the direction of the lobby where Stiles sat, waiting for any news about his father.

In the rather packed lobby, Stiles sat on a chair, his leg nervously moving up and down as he chews on his nails and runs a nervous and slight shaky hand through his hair, his eyes full of tears.