Scott paused by the door, causing me to almost crash into him.

I was about to complain but I spotted blood on the floor.

"Oh my god" I breathed out.

Scott pushed the door open and the five of us ran through.

I followed the trail of blood until I found Kira bent down next to Lydia.

She was pressing down on Lydia's stomach, her hand covered in blood.

Theo suddenly whipped his belt off and bent down next to her, tying it above the wound.

I dropped to my knees next to them, taking Lydia's hand in mine.

"Oh god"

I looked up to see Lydia's mom with a panicked expression. She ran over and bent down next to us, placing her hands on Lydia's forehead.

My friend grunted in pain and squeezed my hand tighter.

"Stiles" I heard Scott say. "Stiles come on"

He looked over at Lydia who nodded and forced out a weak smile.

"She's okay, it's alright" Theo reassured.

"Tracy" Lydia said. "Stiles I'm fine. Help Tracy"

"Stiles" Scott repeated.

"Go!" 

"Come on Stiles" his dad said. The two of them, Scott and Deaton then ran to the stairs.

"Kara" Lydia said, her voice barley above a whisper.

"I'm not leaving you" I said sternly.

She forced out a smile.

"That's good. Because I was going to say don't leave me"