What were they doing in Mexico? This plan was insane, Lydia had that much right. Messing with hunters was dangerous, and yeah, they could die with this plan. When Scott called Stiles the week before, he was thankful. He had not spoken much to the others after the Nogitsune. He tried, but it was hard. He had thrown himself into helping Malia. By helping her, he was helping himself. He had to stay busy, he needed to stay focused on anything accept for what had happened. So when Scott needed his help again, he could not have been happier for the distraction. Scott needed him, Derek needed him, and he would be there one hundred percent.

He had been doing well since the Nogitsune. Over the last few weeks there were fewer nightmares, less panic attacks. Of course his medication had come a long way since his Adderall. The anti-anxiety and anti-depressants helped take the edge off, but he hated the sleeping pills. He tried to avoid them as much as possible, only taking them when his dad made him.

Now, though, Stiles did not have time to think about what had happened to him before. He did not have time to think about everything he did. He had to help Scott; that was what he was here to do. After he and Lydia showed the men at the front door the card the door opened and they were in a long hallway. It was quiet, and when Stiles saw the dark door at the end, he could not help but feel a familiar dream-like feeling.

"When is a door not a door?"

The riddle echoed through his mind. He felt like the walls were shrinking in and the door was going to consume him. It had to be opened. Stiles had to open that door, but he was terrified to see what lay behind it. He did not want to wake up screaming again, that had to be over, it had to be done.

Panic rose up as he stepped closer to the door. The walls shook as Stiles held out his hand to push it open. A small relief rushed though him as he saw the party in full swing on the other side. He shut the door, but the anxiety of their plan was still bubbling inside him. He needed a distraction again, anything. They sat at the bar and the bartender put two drinks in front of him and Lydia; that was enough to snap Stiles back to the mission. He was back on track. No more memories, they needed to save Derek.

And just when his mind was back on what he was there to do, Calavera had to remind him of what he did. Of course the hunters knew everything. She knew where that money came from. He could not remember taking it. He could not remember anything he had done to Silver Finger. They said it was a shrapnel bomb, just like all the others…stay on track Stiles. Save Derek.

He did well for the rest of the night, the hunters locking them up and torturing his friends was enough to keep Stile's mind off of everything. That was until Scott gave him that look, he did not mind it, but it would always remind him of what happened. It was the look that if he left, Stiles would crumble, and no one would be there to pick up the pieces. Scott had to go with Braeden alone, and he did not want to leave his brother. Stiles did not want him to go either, he did not want anything happening, but they didn't have a choice. They had to save Derek.

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Scott did not want to leave them out there. He did not want to leave Stiles out there. He made a pact with Stiles that from now on they would stick together. No more going off on his own; no more ways to let anything else in. They would protect each other. He constantly worried something would happen to his best friend again. He did not want anything to happen to Stiles, to any of them, but he had to save Derek. He had to go without them.

Stiles was still dealing, he always would. He was still pale, and occasionally in pain. He tried to hide it, but Scott could tell. Every now and then he would see a twinge in Stiles, his body went through a lot during his possession, but Scott saw him trying to keep it together. Scott knew Stiles was keeping busy. He had turned Malia into a project, rehabilitating her back to society. Scott was not sure if that was a good or bad thing, but Stiles was working through it. Stiles always ignored things until they went away, but this was something he could not ignore. Scott was waiting for Stiles to break down, he hadn't yet, and if he did, Scott would be there. Like always. But for now he had to keep his mind focused, he had to stop Kate. He had to save Derek.

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AN: Thank you so much for reading! This was just a random idea I had after watching this episode. Hope you all enjoyed!