"Let me help," Scott said gently. He took Stiles' hand carefully. His other hand touched his best friend's brow and lightly brushed his hair back. It was a mannerism he'd learned from his mother and he hoped would be comforting to Stiles. "You never know how to go halfway with things do you?" He joked softly.

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John really didn't want to say yes, but he had to. The boy was a spitting image of them. "Yeah. He has the same coloring as Claudia, but it's Stiles' face." Which really had been Claudia's too. "Stiles said he found him unconscious in the school parking lot. Do you think you should come see for yourself?" Then he remembered one more aspect of this. "Melissa said he called you grandpa."