Old Scars, Future Hearts

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Marika was fast asleep and tossing and turning. She kept seeing a dark place and a panicking Stiles.

She shot up and ran to Scott's, followed by her concerned brother.

Scott noticed Marika and said, "It's Stiles. The phone's on speaker."

Stiles' voice came through. "Scott, Marika, Dmitri, I don't, I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here. I think I was sleepwalking."

Marika let out a shaky breath. "Where are you? What do you see?"

He answered in a panicked voice, "Ah, it's dark. It's hard to see. I think there's something wrong with my-"

The call ended and Marika grabbed Scott's phone and called Stiles again. Voicemail. "For Zeus' sake." She called again, and got his voicemail a second time.

Scott muttered, "God, come on. Come on."

The call finally connected and Scott and Dmitri said, "Stiles?"

"Scott, Marika, Dmitri, I don't think I can get out of here. I can't move."

"Where are you?" Marika asked again. "Please."

Stiles' voice remained panicked. "I don't know. I don't know, it's too dark. I can't see much and something's wrong with my leg. It's stuck on something. And it's... I think it's bleeding."

Marika's hand found her necklace and she gripped it tightly. "How bad is it? Stiles. How bad?" He didn't answer. "Stiles, come on. Answer me. Please! Can you hear me?"

He finally answered. "Ah, there's some kind of smell down here. Something smells terrible. It's brutal. My eyes are watering."

"Okay, listen," Scott said. "I'm calling your dad."

"No, no, no, no, don't."

"But your dad-"

"Don't. Just please don't call him. Same goes for you and your brother, Marika. Promise me you won't. He already worries about me too much. Scott, please."

Marika frowned. "No, Stiles. I'm not promising something so stupid."

Stiles started sniffling. "No, no, no, just please." His sniffles grew louder and he calmed himself down. "Please don't call him. Come find me. You can do it. He doesn't have to know. Scott, you can find me."

Scott glanced to Marika and Dmitri. "I don't know if I can do this."

Marika gripped her necklace tighter as she and Dmitri said, "We will."

Stiles suddenly said, "Oh, I gotta call you back. I have to turn my phone off."

"Stiles, no! Wait!" Marika cried.

"I'm gonna call you back."

"Hold on, Stiles, wait. Hold on, man," Scott said.

Stiles hung up and Marika turned to Scott. "Wake Isaac up. I'm going to Stiles' to see if I can find anything."

"Marika, we're going that way too."

"Great. Dima and I are going there now, meet us there."

Dmitri frowned. "We are?"

"Yes. Let's go."

Marika, followed by her brother, rushed to the Stilinski household and ran up to Stiles' room.

The siblings got a text from Scott saying, 'Stiles thinks he's in an industrial place. He doesn't think he's alone.'

Scott and Isaac arrived about the same time as Lydia and Aiden. Dmitri turned to the strawberry blonde and asked, "How'd you know, Lydia? Did he call you?"