On the other side of Central City, Oliver and Stiles were in a car driving to an unknown place outside of the city. Oliver insisted on putting phones up for the rest of the night so that Stiles could have time to himself. The hazel eyed boy was more than happy to hand it over to his boyfriend knowing he needed it. Everyday, there was a new text from Barry and it drove Stiles insane. He's tried his hardest to forget about that man and he just keeps on coming back. There was no way Stiles would ever forgive him. Maybe in the future he will, but they will never be friends again.

Maybe this idea just came to his mind because he was thinking about Barry but this is was a great idea in Stiles' opinion.

"Let's get married."

Oliver choked on his water he was taking a sip of and he quickly screwed the cap on with one hand on the wheel, one hand on the bottle while coughing violently. After a few moments of the coughing, it died down enough so that the English boy could reply. "I'm sorry, married?"

"Yes. I say we go to a courthouse and get married."

"Stiles, we've known each other for only maybe three to four months. Dating for technically two."

Stiles frowned. Doesn't Oliver want him though? "Oli, c'mon, let's do it!"

"Can I have some time to think about it first?"

"Of course."

***

It was hectic at S.T.A.R Labs: Caitlin rushed around, trying her hardest to find what is in Emma's system; Barry flashed around Central City taking medication from each hospital (asking for permission of course); and Emma was violently vomitting everything she had ate that day. The blonde woke up a half an hour after they got to the building and she had complained of having a migraine and sore throat. Cisco kept doing some research on her symptoms but there was many conditions with her state.

"Cisco! I found it!" Caitlin came running out of the room her and Emma were in and she shoved the results into his hands. "Mercury."

"Mercury? Where the hell would he get that from?"

"I don't know, he must have someone working with him. It would explain how he was able to make a double version of Stiles." Caitlin explained to Cisco as she raced around typing words into a computer and then typing stuff into her phone.

Cisco looked over into the room Emma was in and saw the blonde was no longer throwing up. He felt a pang in his chest. His girlfriend was pale, barely breathing and she was shaking badly. His heart longed for her to be ok, she had to make it out alive. He couldn't live without her. I love her and there is no way she's going to die without knowing that, Cisco thought to himself. "Text Barry. Tell him to get his ass here. We need to figure out what we need to help Emma."

"Already done. He's on his way back." Cisco heard the tone of her voice; she sounded exhausted and mostly upset. He was too, his girlfriend and her best friend was dying but they can save her, they've saved many people. This shouldn't be hard.

"Caitlin," he continued. "what if we can't save her?"

The red head immediately snapped her head up to look at him and her heart dropped. Tears were slowly running down his cheeks, his eyes showing nothing but sadness and desperation. He put his head in his hands and slowly his shoulders began to shake and the sobs escaped his lips. "Cisco, we are going to be able to save her. Do not think that way." Caitlin walked to her friend bending down and wrapping him up in a hug. "Plus, this is Emma we are talking about. She's strong. She can hold on." but while she said this, she didn't realize the tears that slipped out of her eyes.

"Guys? Guys! Emma's not breathing!" no one heard Barry flash in here but instantly they heard what he said. Caitlin was up and running to Emma in a heartbeat, checking for any sign of a pulse.

"Shit, where's the-the breathing mask?" Cisco's hands were shaking as he rummaged through all the equipment they had in the draws and cabinets. Finally, he came across what he was looking for and threw it to Caitlin. She caught it, hooking it up to the breathing machine and putting it over Emma. Barry continued doing CPR on the blonde but there was no sign of improvement.

Cisco could feel his walls breaking down, his heart pounding so fast, he thought everyone could hear the thumping sound it makes. Cisco fell forward, quickly catching himself on the railing of the bed. His eyes never left Emma's chest, watching as nothing was moving and it felt like he couldn't breathe. His chest hurt physically as if he can feel his heart breaking within him. No tears fell, he was too shocked to do anything. Barry wasn't stopping, he showed no sign of stopping.

As if everything went in slow motion, the heart moniter began to beep and Cisco could almost feel the relief that washed over him. Emma was breathing but very slowly. Caitlin kept the breathing mask on her while Barry collapsed into the chair behind him.

"I'm going to track Stiles down." Cisco walked out of their before anyone could object and the red head watched him walk away, her heart heavy with pain.

***

Oliver had stopped at a little motel, the both of them tired from all the driving. They hadn't made it to their destination yet and they still had a little bit to go. They've been driving for 12 hours and had three to four hours left. They stopped in Moapa, Navada to take a break from driving. It was three in the morning and the person at the desk was asleep. They got their key and went to their room that had only one big bed. The motel wasn't as dirty as Stiles thought it would be, it was actually decent.

"I know we said no phones, but can I check mine?" asked Stiles as he propped himself up on his elbow.

Oliver dug through his bag searching for their phones and grabbed them. He tossed Stiles his phone and nodded, "Yeah, I need to make a call anyway. Family business."

"Okay." Oliver stepped out of the room and Stiles groaned. He forgot to charge his phone before he left to go on this trip and his phone was completely dead. He stood up, trudging over to his boyfriends bag and bending down to search for a charger. He found one but just before he went to zip up his bag, he saw something that interested him. It was a tiny bottle, the substance a silver color and a little thick. The hazel eyed boy furrowed his eyebrows in confusion; if he wasn't mistaken, it looked like Mercury.

"What the hell?" he whispered to himself. The bottle was nearly empty and it shocked him because it was a decent sized bottle. Stiles heard the door handle jiggle and quickly, he shoved the bottle into his pocket and zipped the bag up. Oliver, with a huge smile on his face, strolled in and Stiles faked a smile. "Sorry, I was getting a charger."

"It's fine." he was oddly calm and Stiles relaxed a little, thinking Oliver just got it for a friend who may have been a scientist or something. Stiles stood up, his eyes gazing over the walls and a plug in came into view. The hazel eyed boy plugged in the charger and his phone lit up showing him it was charging. A few moments later, it began to turn on. "So, I was thinking. I think we should get married."

"What?" Stiles' head snapped towards him in shock. He didn't expect him to say yes considering the way he reacted in the car. "You're serious?"

"I'm serious." he continued. "Unless you changed your mind?"

Stiles quickly objected, "Oh! No! Not at all. I'm just shocked you agreed by the way you reacted in the car."

"Life is short. I think we should do it."

"Once we get back to Central City, let's get married!"

"Okay." Oliver smiled and disappeared into the bathroom. A continuous buzzing snapped Stiles out of his trance and he looked over at his phone. 10 missed calls from Barry, 2 missed calls from Emma, and almost 20 missed calls from Cisco. Only a few messages were sent to him.

barrythebear; Stiles, you have to call me back! It's about Emma.

barrythebear; jesus stiles, can you please answer?! Emma's been poisoned.

That's not what completely caught his attention. The next message did.

barrythebear; she was poisoned with Mercury. we dont have a lot of time. You need to get your ass here now!!!!!

"Does Chinese sound good for breakfast? I know it's almost four in the morning, but I am starving."

"Are you fucking serious?" Stiles turned around, Oliver's smile replaced with a frown. "This is why you wanted to get me out of town?"

"Stiles, what are you talking about?"

Standing up, the hazel eyed boy shoved his hand in his pocket and tossed the bottle to Oliver. "Mercury, huh? Sounds familiar. I'm pretty sure that is what poisoned my sister. That can fucking kill her, Oliver! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Stiles, I-I didn't poison-"

"Don't give me that fucking bullshit, Oliver! The evidence is right there!" before Oliver could reply, Stiles continued. "Take me home. Now."

Oliver stuttered over his words, "Sti-Stiles, please. Please, let me explain."

"You can explain to me in the car on the way back to Central City since we're going to be stuck with each other for 12 hours."

Stiles walked out of the room with his phone and charger in hand. Hopefully Oliver had a car charger in his truck otherwise Stiles might as well go insane.

"Stiles! Stiles, please stop! Please!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THERE TO SAY?" Stiles screamed at Oliver, spinning around on his wheel. Oliver had tears in his eyes ready to fall and the hazel eyed boy almost felt bad for screaming at him. "There is nothing you can say that will ever make me forgive you. My sister is most likely on her death bed right now and I am miles away in Navada. I can not believe this. And I thought Barry was bad."

"Stiles, you don't understand. I had to do it."

"YOU HAD TO POISON MY SISTER?"

Oliver shook his head, "I provided the Mercury. What I really did was duplicate you. The nogitsune has his own version of you."

"AND YOU THINK THAT MAKES ANYTHING BETTER?"

"STOP SCREAMING AT ME."

Stiles let out a chuckle, a sarcastic smile placed on his face. "I can't believe I was actually going to marry you."

"Stiles, I didn't want to hurt you. I never did. I was forced to."

"Forced to? Yeah, and by who?" Stiles questioned, taking a step back from Oliver.

"I-I can't tell you who, Stiles."

"Tell me or I'm leaving without you."

"Sti-"

"Tell me or I'm leaving without you!"

"B-by-by,"

"By who, Oliver?"

"By your father's kidnapper...my father."

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Two more chapters, guys. I will be finishing this book this weekend which means three updates yay. Get ready for the final chapter because it is not going to be pretty.