---External' POV---

He couldn't think, couldn't respond to the world. Once again, he was trapped in his own body, a victim of his autism but this time, he wasn't under the influence of any drugs.

His body rocked back and forth rapidly, head between his knees as Felix hummed deeply. Throat sore from humming, screaming and crying, he softly cleared it as his eyes flitted through the room... through the mess Felix created.

That day...when the vet told them Felix couldn't take Milo back home... Felix had been blocked in his body, unable to move, think or protest. He wasn't even allowed to go and see Milo. Those strangers that had come to pick Milo up, just...took him with them.

"Felix? Honey...please...let us in."

The voice of his father was deep, almost pained as he spoke. He only kept rocking, glancing down at his hands. They were stained red, probably from his cracked and split nails. He could still feel the scratches burning around his ears and face from where he had clawed myself, trying to push the pain in his heart away.

-milomilomilomilomilomilomilomilo-

His wolf's name drummed through his head at the pace of his rocking, his heart pulsing painfully each time he thought of his wolf.

Somehow, he was locked out of his own body. All he could do was sit back and feel as his body moved beyond his will.

He could clearly remember his father chasing after him when Felix had dashed after the truck that held Milo. The red tail lights had disappeared along with his pup and Felix' father had to push his uncooperative son in the back of his car and bring him home.

Wishful thinking on the older man's side probably made him believe Felix would calm down soon, that he'd relax in the familiar surroundings of his home. Unwilling to force Felix to take any medication, the parents had tried and failed to calm him down.

"Puppy..."

A single tear trailed over Felix' nose, brushing over the angry welts caused by his nails and dripped down his chin. His father sighed behind the closed door and slowly pushed against it, having to strain to shove the furniture that blocked the doorway.

"Oh Felix..."

It pained the man to watch his son like this. He's had episodes before, true, but never like this. He winced as he glanced around the room; the desk was toppled over, the desk light laying in an odd angle, cracked against the wall. All of Felix' perfectly stored pencils, pens and quills were torn, cracked and strewn across the floor.

The man sighed deeply, feeling his shoulders lower as he saw Felix' treasured drawings and paintings, artworks he had preserved and handled with delicate care...all of them had been torn to shreds.

All except a single drawing of a wolf peeking out of the forest.

He glanced up at his son, saw the bright red scratches, the strikes of black ink that had spilled from the glass Chinese ink bottle that laid half-emptied on the floor. Slowly he entered the room, cautious of not triggering his son any further.

Felix didn't respond. He simply kept humming, rocking back and forth without a trace of slowing down. Occasionally his eyes would shiver, trailing down to the drawing of the wolf. His rocking slowed, body relaxing until he blinked and seemed to realize the wolf wasn't there.

The father sighed and glanced back, feeling uncomfortable to let anyone see this. But the stranger that had appeared on his doorstep might be the key to get his boy back. Smiling once more.

---Quinton's POV---

I slowed as glass crunched underneath my boot, looking down to realize that whatever it had been, it had already been ruined before I had crushed it. My eyes flitted through the absolute devastation of the room and felt my heart pinch.

Looks exactly like how my own room looks right now.

The signs were there, right in my face and rather obvious but I had ignored it. Unconcious or not, I hadn't paid any mind to the young boy that had sat in the vet's waiting room, his nerves probably more frayed than mine were when I had heard my son had been found.

And he had been on the brink of dying.

Even now I choked up at the thought of it, my wolf snarling and howling out in pain. I had broken down when we were allowed in the room and Adam had come out to warn me beforehand.

He had explained that even though it wasn't necessary for a werewolf, the human vet had acted on his training and done the right thing. A werewolf would've survived the damage, healing completely after a few weeks. If given the right medicine, my son would've healed up the worst wounds on his own.

But still, it was different hearing the news and actually seeing my son's wolf on the table, the lack of his front leg painfully obvious. And I knew now that if the vet hadn't acted like he did, my son would've...he'd be-

I shook my head to get myself out of my darkening thoughts and instead focused on this boy. I previously had no idea that he'd been special to my son, had only seen him as a goodhearted Samaritan that had found an injured wolf and brought it in.

How wrong of me to simply assume that.

Taking a slow step forwards, I kneeled down a few steps away from Felix. He wasn't even looking at me, simply rocking back and forth in a steady pattern.

It reminded me too much of how my son had been stalking through the room, pacing back and forth, letting out lone howls in regular intervals. He didn't respond if the pack howled back, he just stopped and waited.

And now he was simply laying in a corner of the room, refusing any food we brought inside. It was like he didn't even care anymore that we were inside.

Just like this young man didn't care there was a stranger sitting a few steps away in his own bedroom.

"Felix." The boy's eyes flickered at my voice but he didn't stop his incessant rocking or humming. "I know you don't know who I am but..." I sighed, rubbing over my face. It was awkward to talk to the boy, even more so with his father listening in.

I-if you'd like, I can bring you to see that wolf you've found." I spoke gently, pausing as a tear pearled down Felix' cheek, his eyes slowly shifting to find my own.

"P-Puppy?"

My throat clogged up for a second before I cleared it and nodded. "Yeah kid, I'll take you to your- to your pup, if you'd like." It hurt to say but even more to realize that this boy could honestly claim to have a better bond to my son than I had at the moment.

But if my son needed this boy, I'd give in and take a step back in a heartbeat. I stood up and dusted my pants off before leaning out a hand. Felix blinked slowly, staring at my fingers as if they would bite.

"Come on kid, the sooner we leave, the sooner you can meet up with your pup. I've come to understand you don't truly speak much, unless with sign language, so Charlie is already waiting downstairs to tag along and translate."

Felix didn't react instantly. Instead, he seemed to observe me closely, eyes flitting over my body as a frown worked on his face. But as I was about to pull my hand back when the awkward silence stretched too long to be comfortable, I was pleasantly surprised.

The boy reached out hesitantly, taking my hand and allowing me to pull him up... before he pulled me towards the door. His hands were flying as soon as he spotted Charlie, who smiled and motioned for him to calm down so she could actually understand what he was signing.

She grinned, nodded a few times before turning her attention back to us. "He's eager to get going and see Milo now. Though he still doesn't understand why he wasn't allowed to see his wolf in the first place."

I frowned at the unknown name before glancing back at Felix, who was now a jittery bundle of excitement as he put on his boots and jacket before waiting at the front door, rocking back and forth on his toes.

"Milo?"

Charlie nodded with a small smile as she walked up to Felix, careful not to touch him as she opened the door and ushered him out. "Yeah, it's the name Felix gave to the wolf."

Milo...my boy has a name...

I cleared my throat at the emotions that threatened to overpower me and walked outside, nodding as the parents walked towards their own car to follow me.

"It's a good name." I said, smiling softly as I unlocked the car and saw Felix jump slightly at the sound before he hopped in.

Fingers crossed and let's hope this will work....