"Scott," Melissa says tiredly but firmly. "You're not getting out of school, end of story. You need to get your things and start heading home." Even as she says it she moves over to administer more meds to Stiles. "You can visit him after school tomorrow. But right now you belong at home."

"It's okay, Scotty," Stiles says with a smile. More than okay really. "No lacrosse tomorrow so you'll be able to get here quicker."