"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢! 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙝𝙪𝙝? 𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪? 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?"

"Meilani, wake up!"

Meilani's eyes snapped open and she groaned, feeling her cheek stick to the hardwood flooring of the outside hallway. She slowly blinked and glanced up to see Isaac and Parrish squatted before her with equally worried gazes. Her fuzzy headed brain from the loss of blood she'd been experiencing left her in a dazed mess of how she'd even gotten into the hallway in the first place. The last thing she remembered was Melissa texting her that Noah was in the hospital and that she needed to come down to the hospital. She'd been trying to heal the wounds she'd gotten from Theo, but nothing worked, not even her red alpha eyes glowed long enough for her to do anything. 

"Are you okay?" Isaac asked, snapping Meilani's attention back to him and Parrish as her eyes clouded dully from the dizzying feeling in her head.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Meilani breathed, hand pressing the wrapping under her shirt that had already begun to spot with blood through her short in a small dot near her right side. She winced as she sat up, nearly falling onto Isaac for support as she felt the weakness take over her once again at the movement.

"You're bleeding," Parrish noted, eyes blowing wide as he pulls back Meilani's leather jacket to take a closer look at the wound. 

Meilani shook her head weakly, offering Parrish the best smile that she could as Isaac allowed her to lean against his side as he helped her sit up more. "No, it's not that bad. I'm okay. What - what are you doing here?"

"I need your help with her," Parrish informed, moving from Meilani's line of view to reveal a very dazed and distant Lydia as the strawberry blonde stared off into space. Her head was tilted to the side - almost laying on her own shoulder - as her form shook slightly when it stood near the steps at the end of the hall. "I found her out in the woods . . . her body was freezing. She was practically hypothermic, but that wasn't even the worst part. She drew a sheriff's badge into a rock with her finger nails."

Meilani's eyes widened at the mention of a sheriff's badge and she scrambled to her feet despite the sharp pain it sent down her side. Her eyes flickered to Lydia as the only thing she can think of was a Banshee warning, especially with Noah currently laying out in a hospital. "N-no. It's a warning, Parrish. A warning about Noah."

Rushing to the hospital, Parrish took care of Lydia and getting her to nurses while Meilani and Isaac both barreled over to the elevator to get up to the floor that Noah was on. The burning in her side only increased from the constant tug and movement of it all, but she ignored it as panic burst in her chest over something happening to Noah. Her fingers drummed impatiently against the wall of the elevator until the doors dinged open and Meilani pushed off the wall, running part way down the hallway until she froze outside of Noah's hospital room door.

Meilani's heart crushed tightly in her chest, Stiles' echoey voice from down the hall sounded as he begged for the doctors to tell him what was wrong with his father as he'd been fine not even two hours ago. Noah laid out on his bed with an oxygen mask over his face and hooked up to multiple machines that only made Meilani's heart sink further into her stomach. She could hear the way his heart was slow and skipped a beat randomly at points and she frowned at the sight of it all. She wanted more than anything to go in there and take his pain, but she didn't even think she could manage it at the moment if she couldn't even heal her self.

"Where were you?!" Stiles voice boomed from down the hall and Meilani's head whipped around to see Stiles storm over to her and Isaac from where he left Melissa, Scott and Liam's step-dad at the end of the hall. His hazel eyes were red rimmed and dark as they focused on Meilani, his jaw setting at the sight of her hand gripping to Isaac's jacket sleeve for support as she could barely stand at the moment. "You trusted him and you fucking believed him! Right, huh? So where were you? Where the hell were you?"

Meilani frowned as she gulped, hating the way that, for the first time, Stiles looked at her with such disappointment, hurt and anger. A look she never got from him in all the years they'd been best friends or girlfriend and boyfriend. A look that she figured she'd be getting a lot now. "He's not the only one that got hurt, Stiles."

Stiles scoffed, eyes flickering to the spot of blood on her shirt that only continued to grow by the second as more seeped through the bandage beneath her shirt. "Oh, you'll heal, Meilani."

Meilani licked her lips and quickly pulled Isaac back when he growled in his throat, yellow eyes flashing at him in anger at how he'd just spoken to Meilani. She noticed Scott's worried eyes flicker to the blood from where he stood near the double doors with Melissa, but he made no move to go towards her and check on her. Yet another oddity and Meilani knew that Melissa caught onto it, frowning softly as her eyes bounced between her twins. 

"I'm not talking about me, Stiles. It's Lydia, too."

After Stiles had all but ran to Lydia's room to check in and see what Parrish and Meilani had brought into the hospital, he met her, Isaac, Parrish, Scott and Melissa in the empty morgue as they met up to figure out what to do to help Lydia as the teens had the suspicion that it was definitely Theo that had done something to her if he'd lied about everything else and was, obviously, the one causing the mayhem in the town with the Dread Doctors. He'd even tried to recruit Stiles as he wanted Void Stiles to be in his own pack. Theo had wanted everyone in the pack, except Meilani, as he only wanted her power. 

"It could be a side effect of shock," Parrish suggested, trying to come up with every possible option they had to go off. As if the teens didn't already think of everything in their own heads and still came to the conclusion of Theo.

"She's catatonic. It was Theo digging his way through her mind," Stiles argued, shaking his head.

"Why would he do that? What is he looking for?" Melissa asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she leant her hands on the metal table that separated the group on either side.

"The same thing he's always looking for. An advantage," Meilani responded, keeping herself upright with the table. Her strength was slowly coming back to her, but not by much so Meilani wasn't even sure what she was going to do, but she wasn't about to let it hold her back either.

"So what did he gain by trying to kill Stilinski?" Parrish questioned next, placing his hands his hips with his face contorted in heavy confusion.

Meilani sighed heavily, wincing at the way it rattled her ribs and steadied herself with her hands. "It left me alone with Liam. Theo wanted to make sure no one would be there to stop him from killing me. He gutted Noah as a distraction."

"We need to find him," Scott voiced, chewing the inside of his lip as his eyes swam with worry over the well being of the pack.

"Isn't that a little dangerous? Especially since he's already almost killed your sister?" Melissa argued, hands going to her waist with a disapproving look to her son who shrank back at the stern look.

"Yeah, but he said he didn't want my dad to die. He told me where to find him, so, maybe he also knows how to save him. If it saves my dad, then I want to talk to him and I want to talk to him now."

Meilani nodded as she knew Stiles was right and her eyes flickered up to his. "I can go with you. He doesn't know that I survived his little attack. It can give us an advantage."

"He will know you're there. I just need to talk to him. Not get into a fight with him," Stiles denied, pushing away from the table but froze when near the double doors to leave when Melissa called out that he couldn't just go off to Theo alone.

"Does anyone even know where to find him?" Isaac inquired, eyes flickering to Meilani instantly in the hopes that maybe at least she would know a little something.

"We don't have to find him. He'll come to me."

Hiding at the top of the stairs with Isaac and Scott to help hide her heavy scent, Meilani pressed herself to the wall while Stiles sat the bottom of the steps. Tears were on full display from him as he clutched a random hoodie that had belonged to Meilani, one that originally belonged to him but now was fully hers with the scent from how much she'd worn it. He sniffled and wiped his sleeves along the bottoms of his eyes just as Theo's scent wafted over the house and the sounds of his sneakers squeaking against the hardwood of the front door. 

"I guess we're all telling the truth now," Theo mused to Stiles whose eyes flickered up to his, dull and water filled. He blinked a moment when Stiles chucked Meilani's hoodie at him, showing him the scent he clearly picked up was from that and not from the fact the girl actually hid just at the top of the steps. 

"You killed my girlfriend?" Stiles rasped, voice clogged with the fake tears he'd shed for his very undead girlfriend. 

Theo chuckled softly and shook his head, fiddling with the hoodie in his hand as his eyes glanced over to the broken boy before him. "Let's be honest here, Stiles. Was Meilani really still your girlfriend after that fight?" He hummed with a click of his tongue as he tilted his head side to side as if weighing the options. "Highly doubt it, bud."

Stiles' eyes hardened slightly at the boy's remark and he clenched his jaw to keep himself from attacking the chimera then and there. "Are you gonna let my father die, too?"

"If I wanted him to die then I would not have told you where you can find him, Stiles," Theo replied monotonously, as if bored by Stiles and his questions already.

Stiles scoffed softly and pushed himself to his feet, dropping down the two steps and to the floor. "Then why are they saying his body is shutting down? That some toxin's poisoning him and they don't know how to stop it?"

"I'm not the bad guy, Stiles. I'm just a realist. I'm a survivor. If you knew the things that I know . . ." Theo trailed off as he exhaled, crossing his arms across his chest. "I know what's coming. I know what the Dread Doctors created and I know what Parrish is. Lydia figured it out. I saw it in her memories."

"Right after you drove her out of her mind," Stiles accused, fire and hatred clear in his tone as his fists clenched at his sides. 

Theo tilted his head to the side again with a condescending smile. "Collateral damage, but if she's right about Parrish, then things around here are gonna get a lot worse. If your dad does survive, he's not gonna be sheriff of anything much longer."

"What's happening to him?" Stiles breathed, eyes filling with unshed tears yet again. A low growl cuts from his throat as Theo turns his back on him to leave. "Hey, tell me!" 

Meilani covered her gasp with a hand pressed to her mouth as she heard a thump hit the steps after Stiles' shout. Her ears perked for Theo's fading footsteps before she pushed away from her twin and best friend to leap down the steps and drop next to her boyfriend. Her hand tapped gently at Stiles' cheek and she silently prayed for him to be okay. "Stiles, hey. Sti, you gotta get up."

Stiles' eyes fluttered open and they suddenly snapped to alertness, taking Meilani's hand away from his face and bolting back up to his feet just as Isaac and Scott descended down the stairs and towards the tense couple. "I'm fine, Meilani. I'm okay. Did you get anything from Theo?"

"Nothing. Theo was calm the entire time," Meilani answered, frowning in frustration for a moment. "I heard his heart jump once and it was only for a second."

"That doesn't mean he was lying," Isaac spoke up, earning silent glares from Stiles and Meilani causing him to hold his hands up in defense and step back up a step.

"Not really, no. The rest of the time it was steady. It was when you said your dad was poisoned," Meilani rambled to Stiles, hoping his sleuth like head could pinpoint something she couldn't.

"That could be something. A jump could mean surprise, right?"

Meilani shrugged as she furrowed her eyebrows in concentration, brain working at warped speed to make sense of the whole conversation. "I mean . . . yeah, I think so. He didn't say that he was the one who attacked your dad, did he?"

Stiles' eyes snapped to hers and his shoulders deflated, hand running through his already messy brown hair. "No. Well, then this means it was probably someone else."

"Another chimera."

Stiles cursed to himself and ran out of the house without so much as a second look to Meilani, Isaac or Scott. Sighing to herself, Meilani snatched her leather jacket back up from where she'd thrown it in the living room and ran after Stiles, stopping on the passenger side of Noah's car that Stiles had been using with Roscoe currently wrecked and being fixed. She tugged on the door handle and frowned when the door didn't budge. "Sti?"

"I can do the rest myself, Meilani," Stiles said, not even bothering to look in her direction as he switched on the car. 

"Hey, no. You don't even know where to start," Meilani countered quietly, hand still gripping to the door handle desperately. "All - all we know is that it's another Chimera. Do you even know where you're headed? Just let me help you, Stiles. I can find the clues that you can't."

Meilani growled to herself for a moment when Stiles switched the car on and she skirted around the vehicle, pressing her hand to the hood when Stiles tried to move the car forward. She drifted her desperate eyes to Stiles with a pleading look, desperate to help Stiles when she knew he couldn't go out on his own. Not without protection. "You can't do this alone, okay? You need me. You need all of us. I can get more help if you want. I'll text Liam."

Stiles gave Meilani a deadpan expression as one hand rested on the steering wheel. "Liam just tried to kill you."

"Then just let me help you!" Meilani cried, slapping her hands to her sides.

"I cannot believe that you believed him," Stiles snapped, his eyes dark as they lingered on Meilani. "Over your own fucking boyfriend, Meilani. Seriously?"

"You trusted him at one point, too," Meilani weakly defended, knowing that she had fucked up herself and she was trying to accept it as best she could. "I know that I messed up, Stiles. I know I should have trusted you over him. Theo got to all of us. I don't need to know the real story, okay? All that matters right now is the man that has treated me like his own since I was two years old. Come on, Stiles. We survived an Alpha pack, a dark druid, professional assassins. We can survive Dread Doctors and Chimeras, too. Together."

Stiles ducked his head silently, eyes bouncing around his skull as he clearly thought of something from what Meilani had said. "We're not looking for a missing Chimera. We're looking for a missing teenager."

Meilani and Stiles had wound up tracking down the missing teen's name as Noah Patrick. A runaway kid that had taken off out of the high school and Malia had known exactly what the kid looked like. So, naturally, Meilani had asked Malia to meet her and Stiles at the high school as they stole a spare hoodie from the boy's locker and they took off together towards the abandoned train tracks on the other side of town. 

Meilani's boot covered feet dropped down to the rock covered flooring as she followed after Malia, Stiles keeping his distance behind the werewolf and werecoyote as he allowed them both to track down the scent. A scent that they still had yet to finally pin point down to an exact spot and Meilani was starting to run out of ideas on where to go to find the kid if he'd ran away from the school. 

"So, what's up with you and Stiles?" Malia asked quietly as the two girls walked side by side along the empty track. Her eyes were focused ahead as she tried to focus her scent and eyes ahead in case Patrick's scent were to pick up.

"Uh . . . I - I don't know," Meilani admitted, glancing over her shoulder to the boy she'd barely talked to. Every second without talking just sucking more and more as it went by. "I - I guess we broke up? I don't really know, to be honest. Think it's just complicated right now. But you know, if you want to talk to me about what's going on with you, you can. You can talk to me."

Malia stopped walking and turned to Meilani with a small huff. "I said I'd help find this kid and I am doing it to save Stiles' dad. Don't ask me to talk, Mei."

"Well, I'm not asking. I'm offering," Meilani corrected softly, her eyes flickering around her (ex?)best friend. "I'm here for you, you know that. I'd listen to you."

Malia was silent for a long moment before she tugged on Meilani's shirt and after her towards the small opening that lead to beneath the tracks and into a small overpass area with flickering lights and an even rockier flooring. She mentioned finding his scent and motioned for Meilani and Stiles, - who had barreled in after he saw the two girls disappeared - to follow her along the way towards where she'd gotten the scent. She stopped near a pipe with a smearing of blood along it and swiped her finger across it, showing it to Meilani and Stiles as they stopped short behind her.

"This is Noah's. He was here and I think he's close by."

Meilani furrowed her eyebrows and stepped off to the side where she noticed a long tunnel and paused when she saw the pipes running along either side as water dripped down from above. She ran a hand over her face in exhaustion and jerked her chin in the tunnel's direction. "Um, guys, pretty sure we've been down tunnels like this before like when we were trying to find Liam and Hayden. Maybe it means we're closer than we think, right? Maybe there is something else down here. Something that we haven't found yet."

Stiles rolled his eyes and gestured to the looming tunnels before them and shook his head. "This isn't going to help my dad. Look, we can't just be standing here waiting for something to . . ."

Before Stiles could finish, a low growl was heard from the side before a figure barreled out from the neighboring tunnel and sidelined Stiles, sending him flying to the side and crashing to the ground. Malia had kicked into action and took care of the new attacker while Meilani rushed over to Stiles and knelt before him, tapping his cheek lightly to get him to stir again.

"Hey, Stiles, you okay?" Meilani whispered, dropping her hand to his so she could help him up to his feet slowly as to not dizzy him from the hit he'd just taken. She only relaxed slightly when Stiles nodded in agreement and they both turned to where Malia pressed the intruder to the ground, a light skin boy who had raised his hands up in defense when Malia growled warningly in his face.

"They're - they're coming!" Patrick stammered, his hands remaining up to show Malia he wasn't going to hit her.

As if on cue, the same clicking and cackling of the Dread Doctors could be heard and Patrick pushed Malia up and off him before trying to take off. However, before he could get far, Stiles had cornered him and pushed him up against the wall with his arm to his throat. "You're not going anywhere, pal."

"I don't remember!" Patrick cried, going slack against the wall as Stiles held him there. "I said I don't remember. Not when it happens. Not when I change."

"You clawed my dad half to death, okay, and now it's poisoning him. You're gonna start remembering every detail right now," Stiles demanded.

"Meilani, I hear them," Malia stated, eyes trained to the looming tunnels ahead.

Meilani exhaled heavily and took a readying stance next to Malia as the clicking sounds only got closer. "Yeah, so do I. Stiles, you gotta get Patrick out of here.  Go to the hospital and figure out a way to save your dad."

Malia turned to Meilani with an anxious look, shaking her head. "Meilani, we're not gonna be able to stop them. You know that, right?"

"But we can slow them down," Meilani countered, glancing over her shoulder to Stiles who looked to her for what to do. She nodded in reassurance that it was okay for him to take Patrick and run. Her focus trained back ahead, hissing when her chest began to bleed through the bandages again and create a small stain on the front of her shirt. She ignored the stinging, hot pain and the way Malia eyed her worriedly as the Dread Doctors appeared at the end of the tunnel they stood in.  "We're gonna be okay."

"Meilani, we are literally going to die down here," Malia huffed, not tearing her eyes from the three figures ahead. 

Meilani shook her head, readying her stance again as she stared the three doctors head on as she heard the other set of steps running from the direction Malia, Stiles and herself just came from. "No we're not. You're not the only one I called."

"Get down!" a familiar voice yelled, gun already cocked and loaded. 

Meilani peered over her shoulder and sighed in relief at the sight of Chris Argent, grabbing onto Malia's wrist and tugging them both to the side as she covered over her while Chris fired off at the doctors. As he fired away with no care, he yelled at the girls to run as he began to back up himself as the doctors moved along closer, barely even affected. Meilani hauled Malia up by the back of her shirt and barreled the two towards the exit with Chris backing up behind him to protect their backs.

Successfully escaping from the tunnels and back out into the open where Chris' car stood, the trio clambered into the car and sped towards the hospital in the hopes that Stiles and Patrick had gotten there in time to save Noah. Meilani had barely waited for Chris to stop the car when they arrived at the hospital and ran inside, seeing her mom at the nurse's station. She gave Meilani a soft smile and a small nod to show her to that Noah was okay and Meilani collapsed onto the waiting room chair with a breath of relief.

Finally, something went right.

AUTHORS NOTE

welcome to part two, folks! also welcome to even more chaos. enjoy your stay!