person walking towards him right now as just a Demon possession that Stiles that Scott cared deeply about. The sound of (Stiles Stilinski)-

that it wasn't Stiles. Struggling to keep in a growl, Scott looked up into Stiles Stilinski's eyes and spat out} What do you want? With him-

With me. With any of this. Why Stiles? {He frowns as he glares at Stiles Stilinski, expecting the answers to his questions}

#Offline I will be back tomorrow

{Scott clenched his jaw, the anger swelling up in his chest at Stiles Stilinski's words. After a minute, things changed. It almost seemed as--

if the real Stiles was back. He reached out a tentative hand towards Stiles Stilinski, biting his lower lip as worry crossed over his face}-

Stiles? {He asked softly, needing to know that it was actually the real Stiles Stilinski, and not the Nogitsune pretending to be him. After--

a moment, Scott stumbles as step towards Stiles Stilinski, his arms wrapping around him} Stiles?

{He nods his head, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Stiles Stilinski as he gazed down at him} Stiles? What's going on? {He asked--

nervously, Stiles Stilinski's actions scaring him slightly. He ran his hands soothingly along your back not liking the fear that had taken--

over his best friend. Keep his arms wrapped tightly around Stiles Stilinski, Scott whispers} Stiles, we'll fix this. We'll get you back to--

normal, I promise. You just have to hang on, hold in there alright? Stiles Stilinski

{he nods his head, quickly wiping at Stiles Stilinski's tears} Come on Stiles, please don't cry {He says softly, as his thumb trials over---

to trust me on this alright? I promise you Stiles Stiles Stilinski

{He sends Stiles Stilinski a small smile, and nods his head. Wrapping his arms tightly around your slim figure he sighed} Stiles? What do we--

do next? You were always the one to come up with a plan, and I'm trying. But I don't know how you do it {He rambles slightly}Stiles Stilinski

{Scott shoots a glance down at Stiles Stilinski, his brows furrowed slightly in concern} Stiles? {he asks softly, as he sinks to the ground--

beside Stiles Stilinski. After a moment, he sighs and relaxes backwards beside you}

I don't know, I was asking you {He says softly, as he tilts his head to look at Stiles Stilinski. With curiosity in his eyes, he reaches out-

a hand to settle on Stiles Stilinski's shoulder}