after you, scott, stiles and allison saved youre parents from the sacrifices of the darach, almost every single one of you started to experience situations that seemed real, but didn’t felt real.

stiles was the most affected. he would call you hyperventilating, telling you that he had a bad dream. his father was there for him, but you could understand that he would never be always from him, so sometimes you slept in his house, just in case. soon he would tell you that he had memory loss, that he couldn’t read, that sometimes he would daydream and more strange stuff.

finally, you brought him to the hospital. Scott’s mother, Melissa, worked there and she helped both of you, willing to do anything for the health of stiles as you told her what you knew. she walked to the rooms, stiles sat on the bed and you on a couch that was beside the bed. Melissa asked stiles for his symptoms as she seemed to work with a sedative.

Melissa put the sedative to stiles because in the last three days, he just slept for eight hours. you were going to stay there, waiting for stiles to sleep and then leave.

“thanks.. mom” Stiles slurped while falling asleep to Melissa. it was sad, and she just sighed and walked to the door of the room.

“you can call me when he wakes up” she said with a soft smile, then, she left.

but you felt sorry for stiles. he was suffering a lot lately and you couldn’t understand why.