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@sometimes-batman
[ She sighed again. ] No you won’t. I might have to sedate you. — You sure? You promise me? Not the.. flowers, the other part?
I want to say that won't work, but I'm honestly not sure...
Will I bring him chocolate you mean? Sure.
I think you need a week, Stiles, and that’s saying something. [ She sighed, knowing full well none of them would get anywhere if the boys didn’t talk. ] Would you like me to be there? You know, just to.. make sure everything’s okay.
A week? Sure. I'll think about it. [ Thinking about it... yup, he's pretty sure it would drive him up a wall. ] Thanks Melissa, but I think we'll be okay. I'll probably get him some flowers and a box of chocolates. Go classy with it.
[thanksgiving partay]
"It started off as a health thing, but I guess I just lost the taste for it." She arched an eyebrow. "–-is that a bad thing?"
"Oh yeah. Absolutely awful. What I wouldn't give to just have a whole hamburger or something."
Why not? Come on, it’s Scott. You’re Stiles. I can’t believe I’m even having this conversation. — You don’t.. eat either? Okay.. [ She swallowed, the whole thing making her very nervous. ] But honey, you look exhausted. Can you at least rest?
[ He knew this whole thing was new and weird and probably not comfortable for Melissa, so Stiles gave a little nod. ] Yeah, I'll look into doing that. Just chilling for a day. [ But it wasn't like he got tired. 'Resting' didn't make sense to him anymore. ] Maybe talk to Scott too. I mean... definitely talk to Scott. [ Yanno, eventually. ]
But you have to talk to Scott, okay? I.. I don’t know what happened, but I know you can forgive each other. [ Then she pulled back, her thumb running across his cheek before her hand dropped. ] Do you need anything? I mean, is there anything I can do now? Are you hungry?
I don't know if that's such a good idea. [ The thought os facing Scott again--... Stiles couldn't explain it, but it filled him with a sense of anxiety and a sudden need to run far away. That's not how he should feel about a guy he once thought of as a brother. ] Nah. I'm fine. I don't... eat anymore. So I'm probably gonna end up saving a ton of money.
[ She’d pulled him into another hug before she could stop herself. ] Stiles, I’m going to figure this out, okay? I promise.
[ 'There's nothing to figure out' he wanted to say. But instead, he just let himself hug her back. ] ...okay.
[thanksgiving partay]
"–-Would now be a bad time to mention I don’t eat meat?"
"How? And more importantly: Why?"
And why don’t I believe you?
Because I could have sounded way more convincing. Give me time. I'll work on it.
Oh, Stiles..
I'm fine. I'm okay.
[ Every time Melissa went to speak, she couldn’t think of a suitable reply. What was she supposed to say to that?She’d heard about Derek, but not Stiles. Because - Stiles was there. ] — What? [ Her voice was louder than she intended so she covered her mouth for a moment, shaking her head. ] How- how is this possible? You can’t be.. you’re not a ghost. You’re not.
I'm not. I'm sort of a, uh... zombie, actually. Just sans the obsession with brains.
[ She shook her head at him, honestly confused. Melissa gathered that his thoughts were jumbled; that was usually the case with Stiles anyway. He used to speak a million words a minute. But this seemed different, like he was avoiding the truth. She wasn’t aware that people had been brought back, but the concept would frighten her. ] Stiles.. what are you talking about?
I'm dead. I died. I was in a forest... and I kind of got seriously separated from everyone else. I was sleeping, and I just... couldn't get out in time. This fog started rolling in and the next thing I knew, I was waking up on concrete with Derek-- [ Oh wow, he's not over Derek. Stiles struggles there for a moment before continuing. ] Derek staring at me like he was seeing a ghost. Which is saying something since we talk to ghosts like on a regular basis.
[ He was obviously exaggerating; classic Stiles. She gathered it had been a long time, anyway. But then he went on, and Melissa’s frown deepened. ] — Excuse me?
[ Great. ]
Yeah, it sort of just... happened. Funny story actually. There was this poisonous fog-- Okay, actually, maybe not that funny.
[ And there it was; another lie. Melissa sighed, her worry only ever growing as she realised that this was all much more serious than she had first anticipated. It wasn’t anything she could fix in the next few minutes, but she’d try and figure it out sooner rather than later, because Melissa considered them both to be her sons, and she needed them to be okay too. She studied him for a moment, noticing his complexion and decided to drop it for the time being. She had to make sure he was healthy first. ] Stiles.. when was the last time you slept?
...I guess almost a year now. [ With all the events that have happened, and his own sort of limbo when he had been dead for months prior to being brought back in the arena, Stiles was still a little foggy on just how much time has passed. Especially with how he had been drifting, losing his memory. ]
[ The question was odd and definitely not something he's heard in ages, unless-- ] You know I'm... I--...Back in the Arena... I'm sort of dead.
[ It was unlike him to leave a sentence unfinished; unless, of course, he thought of something else to say. But the silence was unnerving, and Melissa was already worried enough. She knew something really bad had to have happened to stop Scott and Stiles from talking. The two had always been like brothers, and it upset her seeing them both like this. But she could tell they were still there; just buried underneath whatever this war had put on them. His reply made her even more nervous. Stiles always knew. Well, he liked to think he did. ] — Do you really not know, or are you not telling me something? Because this has to end, Stiles. Now. Scott needs his best friend, and I know you need him too.
[ He couldn't explain to her. For starters, he didn't even know where to begin. Does he tell her of the sense of foreign guilt? As though he has done something unforgivable but couldn't remember doing it? Like he was dirty and couldn't get clean? It felt as though there was something looming over his shoulder, and even when he was alone... he wasn't really alone. And then there was the matter of Scott. The guy would barely look at him. Stiles couldn't look at him without feeling as though he had been punched in the stomach. Everyone else acted differently towards him... ]
Everything's fine. I promise.
[ She ran a hand up his back, knowing it was unlike Stiles to be so quiet. Melissa almost laughed at the name. He’d said it twice now. ] Now where did those manners come from? [ Then she pulled back, wiping her eyes. Understandably, she’d become a little teary. ] I know I haven’t seen you in a while Stiles, but you do remember you can call me Melissa, right? It’s weird when you don’t. [ She nodded, her smile dropping. ] Yes, of course I have. He’s- .. well I don’t know. He’s not telling me anything. — Stiles, why aren’t you two talking?
[ If he could just stay in this hug for awhile more, hey, he'd have no complaints. It's been awhile since he lost his mom, but he never forgot what her hugs were like. Kinda like this. Sort of like the world wasn't so bad. Yanno, just for a second before everything started to suck again. ] No, right, its just... [ It was strange to call her Melissa now, just because it's been such a long time, and Stiles felt so distant from Scott. As though he didn't have a right to be so familiar with Melissa anymore. ] ...I don't know.
No, I don’t know. But I do know when you’re lying. [ She stared at him pointedly before sighing, and then pulling him into a hug. ] - I’m happy to see you. I’m happy to see you both.
[ For a good minute Stiles didn't say anything which is kind of a big deal. He couldn't remember the last time he had a hug, and honestly, this was kind of one of the best things ever. ]
It's good to see you too, Ms. McCall... You've seen Scott? How is he?
Oh my god — [ She wanted to pull him into a hug but she stopped herself for the moment. ]
How are you? Are you alright?
[And Stiles seemed to have been going for that hug, but he pulled back right about the same time Melissa did. ]
...yeah, I'm okay. For the most part, yanno. But compared to almost everyone else, I shouldn't complain.
