Unsurprisingly, nobody came up with any ideas- it was just typical that the two sneakiest bastards (excluding the nogitsune of course) in the supernatural world had decided to team up. At least they weren't after Void Stiles like Theo had been.

And that was about the limit of Stiles' optimism; he was a werefox (or whatever the hell) now for god's sake dammit.

Anyway, so Stiles was still in Deatons' clinic (something about 'keeping an eye on his condition') and everybody else had left.

Correction: everyone else but Derek who had argued that Deaton (despite being a druid or whatever he was) was only human and that it was best to have a furry guard hanging about.

Lydia and Malia protested and Stiles still wasn't sure what this weird posturing stuff was about- maybe they all had a crush on Scott and were trying to prove themselves to him by looking after his best friend??

Deaton in the end had agreed to let Derek stay but not Lydia or Malia (who wanted to) because Sties 'needed to rest' and Derek barely ever opened his mouth so he would be okay to look after Stiles just in case.

Deaton had even kicked Stiles' dad out because he needed rest too and Stiles was really starting to like Deaton now- his dad needed to keep on top of his health and late nights stressing about one's son were not healthy.

Derek was still shifted and hadn't seemed to have wanted to turn back (now Stiles was human again he couldn't understand him) so the druid/vet had given him a bowl of water, when he had glowered pointedly at the sink, instead of a glass which had caused a lot more glowered so in Stiles' opinion it really wasn't worth it.

The bowl was empty now so Derek must have drunk it when Stiles had drifted off to the white noise of Deaton watching a vet's programme earlier. Stiles found this particularly amusing and he smirked down at the wolf who was now fast asleep like Stiles had been before a noise had awoken him.

A noise had awoken him! Stiles suddenly remembered that something had startled him awake but what had it been?

He glanced around the room but he couldn't see much further than Derek's (ha) water bowl and he wasn't yet attuned to his supernatural senses yet.

Stiles was just about to twist around and peep into Deaton's office when a saturated cloth was clamped over his mouth.

'Mmmprghh!' protested Stiles with glowing eyes, trying to twist out of the dark sheets he had been wrapped in to sleep but just as his first arm was out, it flopped uselessly back down and then his entire body would NOT move and he couldn't move, he couldn't move.

Suddenly Stiles was back in that parking garage and the station, was once again sitting on a sofa with duct tape over it's smirking mouth, a fake tear dripping down it's cheek, his dad on the floor, the mechanic on the floor, Melissa's hurt wide eyes.

He couldn't move and now he couldn't breathe.

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'I thought you were using Kanima venom not chloroform?"

'I did.'

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Derek woke up to a foggy head and an all too familiar stench of reptile and poison which reminded him of a certain swimming pool and Stiles' hand dropping from his waist.

His eyes snapped open immediately, searching for Stiles and this was like déjà vu because he was gone just like last time except it wasn't Derek who had been paralysed this time, he noted as he shot to his paws.

A whiff of Stiles' panic confirmed the wolf's suspicions. It had been Stiles.

Derek shifted back so quickly it tipped him into a metal cabinet causing a loud crash as it clanged against the wall and surgical scissors fell to the hard ground.

Where was his phone?

'Is everything okay Derek?' asked a groggy-looking Deaton who was emerging from his office.

"Stiles is missing."

Okay so first I need to apologise for not updating in like 10 months then I need to apologise for this only being a 600 and something word long update then whilst I'm at it I shoud probably apologise about my awful grammar and general awkward writing in all the previous chapters and Revoid which brings me onto apologising that I haven't proof-read this chapter so it's probably just as bad.

Anyhow, if you're still hanging on here (somehow) or if you're new or if I updated before you finished reading (best thing that can happen ever) I hope you're enjoying it and I actually have a semblance of a plan for what's going on now (ish)

Love yo so much for reading <3