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"You're here" Stiles said in disbelief.
"Where else would I be?" Danny asked, quirking his lips in amusement.
"Danny…"
"Yes…"
"Danny!"
"Yes Stiles…"
"Danny, I don't understand. But, I, I wanted to talk to you, want to let you know! Danny, I care about you a lot! Everyone cares about you. You are loved."
"Stiles… why are you saying all this?"
"Sometimes… I look around… and you're not there. Why aren't you there Danny? Where are you Danny?"
"Stiles… I'm right here." Danny said, holding onto the hand that held his.
"You aren't… are you? Everytime you're here… and I wake up, look everywhere. Please, please tell me the truth. And if this isn't the truth, please lie to me. Tell me… tell me you are here." Stiles said, gripping Danny's arms.
"Danny, I don't know anymore, what is real, what is not… what has happened, what hasn't."
"Stiles… do you know… you have five fingers."
"Yes? Okay? Are we supposed to have seven?"
Danny chuckled.
"We are supposed to have five, you have five. Look at your hands, count your fingers."
Stiles look down, slowly moving his hands so he could see his fingers and count.
"One…"
"T-Two…"
"Th-three…"
"…Four…"
"Five…"
"…"
"Stiles…"
"Danny… why do I.. Why do I have six fingers Danny?"
Danny smiled sadly.
"Wake up Stiles."
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Stiles woke up gasping. He looked around. He was in his class, Scott at the desk beside his. Few people glanced over. Stiles took in deep breaths.
Scott looked over, furrowing his brows.
"Scott… where is, where is Danny?"
"Danny?"
"Mr. Stilinkski, is something the matter? Would you like to share with the class?" the teacher look over in Scott and Stiles' direction.
"Scott! Please look and me and tell me. Where. Is. Danny."
"Who?"
Stiles found it hard to breathe again. He found himself spiraling, his vision blurring. Scott stood up from his seat and held onto Stiles.
Stiles… Stiles, are you okay?
Stiles barely heard the words, they sounded as if passing through water.
Stiles fell to the floor.
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GASP
Stiles woke up again, with a loud gasp. Someone held onto him, hands on his shoulders and arms.
"Stiles! Stiles! Calm down. Breathe Stiles, breathe with me."
" In… Out…"
" In… Out…"
It took a long time for Stiles to regulate his breath but he finally had it under control in a few minutes.
He looked over at the person beside him on the bed, Danny.
Stiles had tears in his eyes.
"Danny!"
"Shhh… it's alright. It's okay Stiles. I'm right here. Let it all out."
Danny hugged Stiles tightly, Stiles sobbed into his chest.
"Stiles"
"It's okay Danny. You're here now. That's enough for me"