thepicketfencecliche | canon au } { post-516: lie ability

Stiles: I'm starting to get a frequent patient punch card there. My dad can't really afford another trip from me... [looks at Deaton]

Deaton: Don't look at me. I am in agreement with Ms. Martin.

Scott: Come on, I'll drive.

Stiles: [pulls out his phone to text Cora and his Dad] Fine. [he tries to focus on the screen but he's starting to get dizzy...]

Deaton: [catches him easily] Yes. To the hospital.

Stiles: To the hospital. Can someone... text my dad...?

Natalie: I'll call him on the way.

Stiles: Thanks. [and he will let Deaton and Scott help him to the jeep and then off to the ER where he will be checked out and determined that his eardrum ruptured.]

Cora: [and Cora will eventually hear from Scott and will be able to meet him at the hospital?]

Scott: [yup, and he's in the ER stall with Stiles. Her boyfriend is in a gurney, hooked up to an IV to rehydrate him along with some pain meds. There is a gauze patch over his ear with medical wrap holding it to his head. He's dozed off at this point]

Cora: Is he okay? [her main concern always]

Scott: He just has a ruptured eardrum. Lydia screamed while he was standing right next to her.

Cora: Is she okay?

Scott: We got her out and Deaton shoved mistletoe into the hole they drilled in her head. I think we're going to take that as an okay for now.

Cora: [she nods in agreement before making her way closer and brushing a hand against the top of Stiles' head]

Stiles: [groans and stirs, looking over at her] Hey…

Cora: [smiles softly] Hey.

Stiles: I didn't mean to end up here. Again.

Cora: I know. But you're a fragile human in Beacon Hills, so it happens.

Stiles: I saved Lydia. Ever if I got thrown around and had to work with Theo. [wrinkles his nose]

Cora: [she laughs] At least everyone's okay.

Stiles: Yup. All okay. Until next week on Days of Our Lives. [chuckles]

Scott: [shakes his head] They have him on some drugs for the pain.

Stiles: Hey, Scotty. Scotty you're still here. You hear that ringing with your alpha ears?

Scott: No, Stiles. The doctor said only you can hear it, remember?

Stiles: OH yeah.

Cora: [she laughs] You should get some sleep.

Scott: They said he could be discharged once you or his dad got here.

Cora: [she nods before turning her attention back to Stiles] Wanna go home?

Stiles: Yeah, yeah home's good.

Cora: [she nods] Dean's going to grab Roscoe so he can do some work on him. [to Scott] Do you need a ride home?

Stiles: .... [so confused face] Roscoe?

Scott: I'm going to actually go home and change, and then head out to visit your sister and Parrish.

Cora: Your Jeep, honey. [and to Scott] Okay. I'll stay with him and make sure he's okay

Scott: Thanks. Stiles, I'll check on you in the morning, alright?

Stiles: Yeah. Later, Scotty.

Cora: [glances to Stiles] C'mon. Let's get you home.

Stiles: Alright. [and they can go through the whole checking out and getting after care instructions and an overnight kit for changing the ear dressing and next dose of medication and a prescription.]

Cora: [and she will very carefully drive him home and get him into bed]

Sheriff: [and he will check on them to make sure Cora has everything she needs, but will let her take care of Stiles]

Cora: [and nope, she's good, she can follow instructions]

Stiles: [and he will pretty much strip and get into his sweats and just curl into his bed, the hurt ear up in the air]

Cora: [and Cora will make sure he's settled, before changing herself and curling up in bed next to him]

Stiles: [and he will curl into her, more than willing to be the little spoon tonight]

Cora: [and she will keep him cuddled close and wait for him to fall asleep before drifting off herself]

Stiles: [yeah, totally crashing. drugs are good]

Cora: [yes they are. they can talk about this in the morning]

Stiles: [and he is going to be sore and hurting in the morning from the running and being thrown around and exploding windows and ruptured eardrum. He's going to try and burrow himself into the blankets with a groan]

Cora: [stirs a bit at his groan, shifting to press a kiss against the nape of his neck] Hey.

Stiles: Ow. [tries to burrow deeper]

Cora: [cringes sympathetically] Want me to get your meds?

Stiles: What was that? [good ear is in pillow, can't hear with other ear]

Cora: [and she will shift a bit, grabbing the painkillers they gave him off the bedside table, before turning back to hold it in front of him]

Stiles: Thanks. [and he will open the bottle and take the pill dose, dry swallowing them]

Cora: [nods and she will shift back a bit to give him some room to roll if he wants to]

Stiles: I hurt all over.

Cora: [takes his hand gently and tries to pull some of that pain] You had a long day.

Stiles: [And he's going to slowly flip over to face her because he can't hear her] What was that?

Cora: You had a long day.

Stiles: I saved Lydia. [small smile]

Cora: Yes, you did.

Stiles: I was the hero. [squeezes her hand]

Cora: [she squeezes back] You always were.

Stiles: Yeah, but I never... always been Scott, or Derek...

Cora: You saved me. [remember that quick thinking CPR Stiles?]

Stiles: True.

Cora: Personally I think that counts for a lot.

Stiles: I do like having you breathing.

Cora: Me too.

Stiles: Also like pressing my lips to yours.

Cora: What a coincidence. Me too.

Stiles: [leans in to give her a gentle kiss]

Cora: [kisses him back, brushing her thumb against the back of his hand]

Stiles: [and he is going to just curl up into her arms] I'm glad I don't have to go to school today.

Cora: Nope. But you can only get away with that for a few more weeks.

Stiles: Good, because I don't want to move today.

Cora: I don't want you to move either.

Stiles: I should check on Lydia though.

Cora: Want me to get your phone?

Stiles: Not yet.

Cora: Okay. [she shifts to curl up with him more, letting her head rest against his chest]

Sheriff: [and after a while he will come up to check on them]

Cora: [and she was dozing a bit, but her head picks up when she hears his footsteps] Your dad's coming.

Stiles: Mmhmm.

Sheriff: [knocks on the door and comes in] Morning kids.

Cora: [glances up with a smile] Morning, Sheriff.

Stiles: [lifts his hand up to wave]

Sheriff: Just coming up to check on you both. I got a call from Natalie saying that Lydia is home resting and thanking me and Stiles.

Cora: [small smile] That's good. I'm glad she's okay.

Sheriff: She wanted to check and see how you were doing, Stiles. [which obviously he wants to know]

Stiles: Tired.

Cora: Sore. And he can only hear out one ear.

Sheriff: Will he get hearing back?

Stiles: I hope so.

Cora: [she nods] The rupture wasn't bad enough that he's going to need surgery, and it'll take a little time, but it'll heal on it's own over the next few months. Willow could probably speed it up if you wanted her to have a look at it.

Sheriff: It will probably help him adjust to college not wearing a weird ear patch and being able to hear fully.

Cora: Probably, yeah. I'll see if I can get ahold of her later.

Stiles: I'm going to just stay here today.

Sheriff: Not a bad plan.

Cora: I think it's pretty good too.

Sheriff: Well, when you two want something to eat, just come downstairs.

Cora: [she nods] We'll see in a bit.

Sheriff: [and he will go downstairs to check on all the girls]

Cora: Want me to go get some breakfast?

Stiles: Not really hungry yet.

Cora: Wanna sleep some more?

Stiles: Uh huh.

Cora: [she nods and will curl up to drift off again]