Well, I felt a lot better after writing I'm Not a Hero. But I know the ending was extremely depressing, so I decided to make an alternate ending that I was almost going to make the real ending. So I hope you enjoy.

Inspiration: Untitled by Simple Plan

Click. Bang.

Stiles had shot himself.

What is it just gets worse, what if its agony now, and just hell later on

I'm fine, yeah besides the not sleeping, the jumpiness, the constant, overwhelming, crushing feeling that something terrible is about to happen.

It's not just a feeling, it's like it's a panic attack, you know like I can't even breathe

Stiles eyes opened. He heard the beeping of a machine in the distant. He knew exactly where he was. A hospital. What he didn't know, is why he was there. The memories of his father yelling, Scott yelling, the depression, and the gunshot came back to him. He realized something. Scott.

"Scott, are you here?" he said out loud. He would look around but his head was aching too much.

"Stiles, y-you're awake?" said and obviously surprised Scott.

"Yah, yah I am man" Stiles said with a small smile on his lips.

"God you scared the shit out of me!" Scott said with obvious relief.

Stiles could hear his best friend telling a doctor that he woke up. The doctor continued to run tests on Stiles for many days.

After two weeks he came with the final diagnostic. "Stiles, you are one lucky boy. If your friend hadn't brought you here when he did you wouldn't be laying there. Take it easy for about three months and your head should be just fine. But that's your physical health. Stiles I'm worried about your mental health. The therapist you've been saying is too. We prescribed you some anti-depressants. Take them twice a day, and I want you to keep seeing the therapist. You truly are lucky." The doctor said.

"I know I am." Stiles said. And he meant it. He did have many blessing that he could strive to live for.

He was allowed home later that week. His fathered had waited in the hall for him. As soon as he walked out his dad brought him into a tight embrace. He felt his dad was crying. He hesitantly returned the hug.

'I'm so, so sorry Stiles. I was so caught up in everything I forgot that you were the best thing I had. I'm so, so sorry" his da repeated the last sentence over and over again.

Stiles smiled and said 'I know you are dad. I know you are"

That was the beginning of the teen's long road to recovery. He slowly became the happy person he once was.

He now knew what they meant when people said it got better. He never believed it until now. Bitterness was washed away from him. He kept strong and now he felt infinite. His hell was over. He was grateful to everyone that had ever helped him. He had amounted to something and beat the odds.

Scott and Erica were always there when he needed them. He truly felt like he belonged when he was with the pack now. Things turned good for Stiles. Eventually, he and Erica began dating and he became even happier.

He found his light in the dark and he wasn't letting go anymore.

There is the alternate ending ladies and gentlemen. It was truly wonderful to write and I'm glad you all enjoyed the original. Please, if you have any thoughts along these lines talk to me.

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