"That's what Stiles said too," John said, unsure if he really wanted to see someone who looked like his late wife. He needed to though. "Which room is he in?" He asked. He wouldn't disturb the boy, just look in on him.

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"Stiles? What's going on?" Scott asked. He was a lot more concerned hearing Stiles' voice. He knew his friend needed some time going from sleep to really awake, but his text had worried him too.