Stiles was at the mechanic shop, dealing with an asshole of a mechanic. 

"And, yes, I know what a catalytic converter is," Stiles informed the mechanic, who was being a complete and total jackass.

The mechanic then started talking about parts that Stiles would need for the jeep, and that just made Stiles angry. 

He wasn't going to be needing the jeep much longer, so it was unnecessary for new parts. But he knew that Coulson would make him get the new parts, so it wouldn't look suspicious. 

"I'll just wait over here," Stiles said as he pointed to the door that led to a room, where the mechanics washed their hands and things. 

Stiles touched the door and he paused for a second, feeling wetness, that was sticky on his hand. He looked down and grimaced. 

"Fine establishment you have here!" He sassed to the mechanic as he rolled his eyes and continued on into the room. 

He was about to text his best friend, not Scott, his other best friend, and that information was classified, so he had his friend's name saved under 'Merc'. 

As he went to text him, he felt his whole body start to go numb, he was mildly terrified, this has never happened before, then he remembered that he touched something on the door. 

That's when his fingers gave up and his phone fell. 

Before he went completely paralyzed, he was able to dial 911, and he watched as a green, scaly monster killed the mechanic, and then it came towards him. 

But he was helpless. 

It was the first time in years, that he felt that way. 

He laid there and waited. 

When John finally showed up, the poison had worn off and he tried to trach the thing, but he only made it to the parking lot before he lost the trail. It was like the thing got into a car and left, but Stiles knew he would've heard a car if one was outside. 

"Tell me what happened," The older Agent demanded as he looked at the younger. 

"It was a supernatural creature. That I am sure of, it had scales, it was green, had a tail, and slitted eyes," Stiles explained as he looked at John. 

"It doesn't sound familiar, I'll contact Coulson and your dad about it, maybe they know more," John said before he got up and went to talk with the other officers and paramedics. He then looked around and that's when he saw the faintest skid mark, it was fresh, had to have only been there a few hours. 

It had to have been the car that the monster got away in. 

"Hey, Scott is here to pick you up, son," John said as he pointed to where Scott was sitting, in his mom's car. 

"Thanks, dad," Stiles said as he waved and got into the car. 

He then explained what happened all over again to Scott. 

"And you were right, it's not like you, its eyes were reptilian," Stiles said as he looked over at Scott and sighed. 

"You good, man?" Scott asked as he looked over him. Stiles had to come up with a good excuse, and then he thought of one. 

"I'm just exhausted, man. Take me home?" Stiles asked he needed to take to Coulson right away, about sending help to him. 

And he hoped it wouldn't be his father and mother. 

Even though he did love them, they always made him sit on the sidelines.