Stiles POV

The surgery was over about 4 hours ago, but the doctors felt I needed sometime to myself before the pack came rushing in. My dad had just walked in. "Please tell me you hadn't done this to yourself." He asked grabbing my weak cold calloused hand. "I'm sorry Dad. The Nogitsune had to go. I couldn't let it hurt any of you." My dad sighed. "So possibly losing you was your only option for us ?"  I frowned. "I'm sorry." I whimpered out again. I couldn't tell him it wasn't a possibility. They  already lost me. I'm just giving them a couple days before that's permanent.

Then 30 minutes had passed before the pack was allowed to see me. Then I had caught eyes with...
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Scott POV

We finally made it to the hospital. Stiles went straight into surgery. I was completely on edge. I had drank about 9 expresso shots to keep myself awake.  A good four hours had gone by & we still weren't allowed to see him. "Calm down. It's natural for doctors to give their patient some time to themselves & to check everything." Kira said as I just paced.

Derek stood infront of me. He clearly was annoyed. "Who are you ?" He asked as I sat there cobfused. "What do you mean Derek ?" Derek lowly growled. "Just say who you are, damn it. All you're pacing isn't good for the young beta you have. There's much for him to learn. As do you." I then chuckled. "Im Scott MCCall & I'm the true alpha." Derek grinned. That's a first. "Now the person in that room is practically you're brother. You need to pull yourself together. You need to pull this pack together. For Stiles."

We had all played dumb games to pass the time. My head snapped up when I had heard the voice of Jackson Whittmore. "You're back in Beacon Hills ?" I asked already growing annoyed. Jackson smiled holding out a hand for me to shake. "Only for a couple of days. I have some stuff I needed. Why are all of you here ?" I ignored his hand. He can't just walk in thinking all was well. "We're here for Stiles. Don't try to patronize me with cordial handshakes when we both know the kanima thing wasn't the only reason you left."

Jackson's eyes went wide at my words. The sheriff had said his hellos before going in to see Stiles. I honestly wanted to have only pack see Stiles in his time of need. Jackson wasn't pack, but most of all I know he'd be the second to last person Stiles would want to see. The first being Peter. Another 30 minutes had passed before we were allowed to see him.

I pushed past everyone making ot through the door first. I smiled at Stiles, but he looked right past me. I turned finding Jackson. "Hey guys..." Stiles chocked out eyes still on Jackson. "How are you feeling ?" I asked as I sat next to him. He finally turned to look at me. "Don't worry about me, Scotty. I'll be just fine." Jackson had taken it upon himself to sit on the right side of Stiles's hospital bed. Stiles smiled before turning his attention back to Lydia & the girls. He seemed happy, & that's all I've ever wanted for him.
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Jackson POV

I admit seeing McCall squirm was a bonus to my already chipper mood. I had come back for some paperwork at the hospital for my mom when I had spotted everyone.

When I heard about Stiles...my heart clenched horribly. What happened ? Well, let's just say Scott wasn't sharing any details. He obviously didn't want me hanging around. It's too bad. I'll be here for a few days.

I followed Scott into the room locking eyes with Stiles. His doe brown looking straight into my green. "Hey guys..." He chocked out, still with his vision locked on mine.  I withheld my smile, just giving Stiles a smirk. Soon after I got to hear his broken voice once again. He looked horrible. "Don't worry about me, Scotty. I'll be just fine."

I walked over to the hospital bed sitting myself on Stiles's right. He smiled to himself before turning his attention back to Lydia & the other girls who were trying to make him laugh. It was honestly the cutest thing I'd ever seen.

I ignored the disgusted & angry looks of Scott admiring Stiles as he talked with the girl. For someone so damaged he sure had one hell of a smile. I then looked up at Lydia before stepping out of the room.

Lydia hugged me, which was a surprise. "What happened ? Why's he in here ?" I asked as Lydia looked down at the hospital tiled floor.ydia then lead ke over to a chair. "All you need to know is he drove a sword through himself so he could protect us." I sat shocked as Lydia then nudged me in my stomach. "I saw the way you both looked at each other in there..." I grinned uncontrollably. "You like him don't you ?" I sighed, "is it that obvious ?" Lydia let out a small chuckle. "A little."

Lyfia tgen rose from the seat next to me. Her expression turning a little cold. "Hurt him & you'll regret it." I nodded my head as Lydia smiled wide before leading me back into the room.

A good hoyr & a half went by before everyone left. Lydia & I stayed, but Lydia was asleep in a chair. I sat next to Stiles as he looked up at me with an unreadable expression. "What's got those wheels turning in your head so much ?" I asked already cringing at the words that just came out of my mouth.

Stiles looked at a sleeping Lydia. "If I needed to get away from here & fake my death...would you let me ? Would you let me go with you ?" I was taken aback by what he had just asked of me. Then i remembered what Lydia had told me. He was doing this to protect them, but maybe he wanted to protect himself too ? A life in Beacon Hills could wear-down anyone's self esteem, will to live, or to do the right thing.

So I gave him my answer. "Yes. It's want you want, right ?" Stiles nodded before closing his eyes. "Night Jax." He mumbled before his soft snores filled tge room with Lydia's.