𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

I enter the small coyote den and find Stiles exactly how I seen him in my vision, shivering on the ground.

"Stiles!" I cry out, dropping to my knees next to him and grabbing his arm.

"Wait! Wait! No, wait!" He wails, thrashing around wildly.

My dad yanks me away from the boy and my mom pulls him into her arms, out of the horribly smelling den.

"Stiles, you're all right! Okay!" Mom tries to calm him down as he screams in fear "You're all right"

He seems to wake up because he turns to her in awe before his eyes lock with mine.

"You're okay, Stiles" I tell him, reaching out to brush his dirty hair off his forehead.

Grabbing my arm, he pulls me forward and wraps his frozen arms around me shakily.

"You found me" He whimpers.

"I'll always find you" I assure him.

❦ ❦ ❦

Out of the corner of my eye I see the Sheriff approaching us, causing me to leap out of my seat between Lydia and Scott.

"He's sleeping now. And he's just fine" Sheriff  tells us and we sigh in relief "He doesn't remember much. It's a bit like a dream to him"

"Thank you" The man says directly to me.

"It was just a little spell" I shrug nonchalantly.

"No, it was more than that. Thank you" He presses.

"Anytime, Sheriff" I smile warmly.

I hold my hand out to the man politely like I was taught to and Noah scoffs, pushing my hand down and pulling me into a hug. I'm a little taken aback but quickly recover, wrapping my arms around the man.

"You saved my son's life" Sheriff mumbles.

"I have a feeling this won't be the last time" I joke and he chuckles, patting my back in a fatherly way that I'm not entirely familiar with.

We pull apart and the man ruffles my hair with a warm smile, making me grin at him.

"All right, you three. You've got school in less than six hours" Mom speaks up "Go home. Go to sleep"

"Okay" Scott nods, wrapping his arms around her.

I give her a quick hug and hold my hand out to Lydia who accepts with a frown on her face as we walk through the corridor.

"I don't know what happened. I was so sure" She states.

"Yeah, I wasn't much help either" Scott tries to make her feel better "Doesn't matter, if he's okay"

The strawberry blonde abruptly whips her head around as if she heard something that frightened her and I squeeze her hand gently.

"Did you hear something, Lyds?" I question.

"No" She slightly shakes her head "I didn't hear anything"

"Come on. Let's get you home" I sigh, tugging her to the exit.

Scott heads home on his motorcycle and I decide to drive Lydia home in her car as she seems pretty jumpy and I didn't want her to get behind the wheel on her own. After walking the girl to her door, she turns to me and offers me her keys.

"You can borrow my car to get home on the one condition that you pick me up in the morning" She offers and I smile.

"It's okay, don't worry about me" I assure her "I was just gonna pop into Allison's and check on her. I haven't heard back from her yet"

"Tell her I say hi" Lydia hums, entering her house.

"Will do" I nod "Later, Lyds"

"See you later, Nat" Lydia waves me off.

I walk a couple blocks, kicking stray stones and wrapping my arms around my body with the horrible feeling of worry festering within me like a caged animal.

Arriving at Allison Argent's apartment building, I start walking up the stairs and find myself at her front door a lot faster than I anticipated. I tap my knuckles against the wood and the door is quickly thrown open to reveal Allison.

"Nat, I was just about to call you. I'm sorry" She breathes out.

"No worries" I smile warmly "I just came to check on you"

"Worried about little old me?" She teases.

"Just making sure you're not dead" I shrug.

"You okay?" She asks me.

"I'm fine" I nod, turning to look down the hall.

"Okay, now tell me the truth" She says softly.

"I'm a bit drained is all" I partly lie.

"Do you want to stay over?" She questions, opening the door a little wider.

"I'd like that" I smile weakly.

She holds out her hand to me and I take it, letting her guide me into her home. After locking the door and telling her dad that I'm staying, we head to her room. I kick my shoes off and we both flop onto her bed.

"Nat?" Allison speaks up.

"Alli?" I hum in response.

"You can tell me anything" She assures me.

"Anything?" I smile in amusement, turning my head to look at her only to find her already looking at me.

"Anything" She confirms.

"Ever since I was a little girl, I'd go through these episodes where I just feel completely exhausted. Like no matter how much sleep I get, I'll always feel tired and empty" I admit.

"How'd you get better each time?" Allison asks curiously and I feel her fingers lightly toying with my own.

"When I was smaller, it was always Scott and Stiles. They'd sit with me in my room and talk for hours, no matter if I replied or not" I smile softly at the memories "As I got older and they weren't there anymore, I found Cora. She'd pull my curtains open and drag me out of bed, telling me that I couldn't sulk forever. It was blunt, but it worked"

"Do you feel like that now?" Allison questions.

"A little. But I can't" I answer.

"Why not?" She frowns.

"Because I don't have Cora and the boys aren't little anymore, they have their own problems now...especially Stiles" I explain, frowning a little at the thought of Stiles.

"You have me" She tells me, her forehead touching mine "And Lydia, Isaac, Kira, the twins, Derek..."

"I can't bother you guys with my issues" I shake my head.

"I don't mind" She smiles reassuringly.

"You're really pretty" I declare, trying to change the subject.

"Natalia Mae McCall" She says in a jokingly stern tone.

"Celestine Allison Argent" I fire back with a grin.

We both giggle and Allison sits up, causing me to pout up at her.

"What are you doing?" I ask her.

"Showing you what I do when I'm sad" She answers, walking over to her laptop.

She rapidly taps at the keyboard and in a few clicks, a song starts playing throughout the room. I recognise it as an old ABBA song that my mom used to listen to when I was little.

"You listen to ABBA?" I ask in amusement, propping myself up on my elbows.

"Exactly" She chirps.

"Chiquitita, tell me the truth" Allison sings to me dramatically "I'm a shoulder you can cry on"

I giggle and she holds her hands out to me so I grab onto them, letting her pull me up to my feet.

"You were always sure of yourself, now I see you've broken a feather" She sings softly, spinning me around "I hope we can patch it up together"

"Chiquitita, you and I know!" We both sing loudly, dancing to the music with big smiles on our faces "How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leavin'. You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end. You would have no time for grievin'"

The raven haired girl spins me around again before pulling me into her chest, slowing down her movements so that we're swaying gently to the music coming from her laptop.

"Try once more like you did before. Sing a new song, Chiquitita" Allison hums as the instrumental outro plays.

I can't help the sob that escapes my lips and I cling onto the Argent girl, crying into her shoulder.

"Let it all out" She encourages me, rubbing my back.