𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

"Isaac! Natalia! Guys, get up!" I hear my brother screaming as I wake up, my eyes adjusting to the darkness "I need your help!"

I leap out of bed in panic and dart out my room, colliding with Isaac as we race through the hall.

"Isaac! Natalia!" Scott repeats as the dirty blonde pushes open the bedroom door.

"Why? What's wrong?" Isaac asks in confusion.

"It's Stiles. Get dressed" Scott answers.

"What's wrong with Stiles?" I question worriedly.

"I don't know" Scott says.

"What do you mean? How can you not know?" I press.

"He called me, okay? And he was crying. Said it was dark and he didn't know where he was. He needs us" Scott rambles out and my heart drops.

I back out of the room and race into my own, throwing my closet open. I yank a large pink hoodie on which covers my white sleep shorts before pulling on my white high tops with yellow laces and throwing my hair up into a messy bun with a yellow scrunchie.

"Come on" Scott says, passing my door with Isaac and I quickly follow them.

As we're nearing the front door, Scott's phone buzzes and he immediately drops his helmet, answering the call on speaker.

"Hey, Stiles" He breathes out.

"Did you call him? Did you call my dad?" Stiles asks shakily and my heart wrenches at how lost he sounds.

"No. Just Isaac and Natalia. We're coming to find you. Can you figure out where you are?" Scott replies "Try to find something and tell us where to look"

"It's a basement. I don't know, some kind of basement" Stiles answers.

"In a house?" Scott asks.

"No. It looks bigger. Like industrial" Stiles counters "I think there's a furnace. But it's cold. It's freezing down here"

My eyes start to water in fear and Isaac places a hand on my shoulder with a reassuring smile.

"I gotta turn the- I gotta turn the phone off. It's going to die" The Stilinski boy adds.

"Wait, wait, wait. What else is there? What do you see?" Scott presses.

"The phone's dying. I can't talk. I have to go" Stiles whispers and I frown deeply "Please"

"Stiles, why are you whispering?" I speak up and there's a short pause before the boy replies.

"Because I think there's someone in here with me"

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Scott, Isaac and I burst into Stiles' bedroom, finding Lydia and Aiden who turn to us in surprise.

"How did you know? Did he call you too?" Scott questions Lydia.

"I heard it" Lydia counters.

"Don't ask. It gets more confusing when you ask" Aiden warns us.

"Okay" Isaac murmurs.

"What are you doing here?" I narrow my eyes at Aiden.

"Lydia tried to call you, but I had this" He answers, handing me my phone.

I snatch my phone from him and notice the amount of missed calls from Lydia and Stiles, the latter causing my heart to constrict with guilt.

"He tried to call me" I mumble guiltily.

"Nothing is as confusing as this" Lydia declares, not hearing me.

I look up to see her looking at Stiles' bed and I follow her gaze, my eyes widening. Buried into the mattress, is a pair of scissors with a ton of red strings of wool attached to it.

"Red means unsolved" I elaborate.

"Maybe he thinks he's part of an unsolved case?" Aiden suggests.

"Or is an unsolved case" Isaac adds.

"Hold on. Is he still out there?" Lydia asks us "You don't know where he is?"

"He said he is in an industrial basement somewhere" Scott states.

"We came here to get a better scent" Isaac explains.

"Isn't there some kind of spell for this?" Aiden questions me.

"It's complicated" I answer, feeling even more useless.

"What else did he say?" Lydia presses.

"Something's wrong with his leg. It's bleeding" Scott tells her.

"And it's freezing" Isaac adds again.

"Tonight's the coldest night of the year. It's going to drop into the 20s" Aiden declares.

"What did his dad say?" Lydia queries.

"We kind of...We didn't tell him yet" Scott admits.

"Stiles is bleeding and freezing and you didn't call his dad?" Lydia scolds us in disbelief.

"He made me promise not to" Scott argues "We can find him by scent. If he was sleepwalking he couldn't have gotten far, right?"

"You didn't notice his Jeep is gone, did you?" Aiden says and I shake my head.

"This isn't good" I mutter.

"You promised you wouldn't call his dad. I didn't" Lydia snaps, pulling out her phone.

"Wait, Lydia, hold on. I can get more help. I can call Derek, Allison-" Scott tries to plead.

"Everyone except for the cops. Great idea!" Lydia sasses him.

"You guys remember she gets these feelings when someone's about to die, right?" Aiden points out.

The room goes silent and my heart drops, a large hand wrapping around my smaller one. I turn my head to Isaac who gives me a warning look, as if not to mention it ever again and I squeeze his hand with a grateful smile.

"You don't have to call his dad" Scott speaks up "It's five minutes to the station"

We all turn to leave and Lydia's voice stops us.

"We'll catch up" She says.

"What? Why?" Scott asks her.

"There's something here" Lydia answers.

"Yeah. Evidence of total insanity" Isaac scoffs.

I elbow the beta and he shoots me a glare.

"We can figure out what's wrong with him after we find a way to keep him from freezing to death" Scott assures us.

"Go. We'll be right behind you" Lydia sighs.

"Look after her" I warn Aiden before allowing Isaac and my brother to yank me out of the room.