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[Melissa appears on camera, wearing her nursing scrubs, looking more than a little frazzled. Her jaw is set and she also looks pissed in addition to frazzled. Look out, mom on a rampage.]
Okay, you know what? It can't hurt, here goes nothing. I get here somehow I don't quite remember, and I'm told that talking to a bunch of strangers on-line will answer all my questions. I really hope that's the case, because I'm not feeling in the mood for any games.
So, tell me where I am please? And how I can get home? I don't have any on-line names, you can just call me Melissa. I don't mean to be rude, but I have a job to do and a son to raise and a mortgage to pay. So...I gotta go.
Okay, you know what? It can't hurt, here goes nothing. I get here somehow I don't quite remember, and I'm told that talking to a bunch of strangers on-line will answer all my questions. I really hope that's the case, because I'm not feeling in the mood for any games.
So, tell me where I am please? And how I can get home? I don't have any on-line names, you can just call me Melissa. I don't mean to be rude, but I have a job to do and a son to raise and a mortgage to pay. So...I gotta go.
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What? What do you mean, we can't get back?! That's crazy, I have a job, you have school, there's a mortgage on the house that needs to be paid, what about Stiles' dad? Oh my god...
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[ That merry-go-round is creepy. ]
Are you hungry?
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Oh, honey. It's okay. I'm here. We're gonna get through this, like we always do.
I am hungry. Let's go get some dinner or something. I promise I won't choke if you keep dropping bombs in my lap.
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He lets go of her hands. ]
This way. There's a good restaurant here. It's called The Blue Light. [ And he'll wait until she falls into step with him. He won't even walk faster than her which he's used to doing. And before he gets to any more bombs. ] How was work? How's Danny doing?
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Danny's doing much better. He's in recovery now, and they're monitoring him. He'll be on oxygen for the next couple of days, but he'll be fine.
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Good. [ He doesn't know what he'd do if Danny ended up being another sacrifice. That was mistletoe. He remembers it distinctly. ] What was Stiles' dad doing at the hospital?
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He's the sheriff. Investigating the murders. Which, honestly, why haven't you and Stiles told him everything yet?
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Stiles doesn't want to tell him. He thinks it keeps him safe. A lot of times I agree. [ When he has stumbled in the right direction, he's almost gotten killed. ] It's one thing to have a son who's a werewolf. [ He defers to Stiles. ] We talked about telling him. I thought he might've. [ He starts walking again. ]
I found Deaton. And the Sheriff found me.
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[As they get further into town, she's relaxing a little bit more. Thank god her son's here, otherwise she'd never stop fretting.]
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[ No, he'd just been dropped on the floor. Only Deeaton had seen his eyes. ]
The darach had spread mountain ash around him. Remember what that is? [ After a second of recognition. ] I couldn't get to him. I tried. Then the sheriff got there, I was on the ground and he shot Deaton's hands free. He ran forward, breaking the circle. [ He's sure. ] I didn't wolf out.
[ Turning a corner. ]
I met with Stiles, Cora Hale, and Lydia. We tracked where the next sacrifice would be. But, the alphas were also ready for Derek. They cut the power. I sent Stiles and them to his loft. I found Deaton in the old bank, in a vault. And Stiles' dad. He saved him, Mom.
[ He looks at her, a prolonged look before sliding around a person he wasn't going to walk into because he has werewolf senses. ]
Which is another thing. You can't mention anything that's happening back in Beacon Hills. Derek doesn't even know Cora's alive. And Stiles still thinks the darach is going after virgins only.
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So...wait, people can come into this place from our pasts? Or even our futures? I take it back, I'm totally gonna choke on this meal.
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[A beat, followed by a flat look.]
Are you telling me people can come back from the dead in general?
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[ Following all of this? Because, there's more, Mom! But, first, the door! And holding it open. ]
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[That's when he opens the door for her, and she has to put this conversation on hold. She holds up two fingers to the host at the front, and then settles in to the booth with her son. Hopefully the chatter of the restaurant will cover their weird conversation.]
...Okay. Run that by me one more time. Are you saying that if we die in this world, we can never get back home again? Or if we die here, we're never able to come back?
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If we die here, we can never get back home again. I think. There's a fringe group working on getting everybody out. Maybe, that'll be a part of it. [ He looks off for a second, okay, he's back. ] What else...
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Honey...honey. Listen, if we're stuck here, then...we're no worse off than when your dad left, right? We'll start all over again. Whatever weirdness is going on, we'll be fine.
sob.
[ And he knows this. So, an NPC waiter comes up and before Scott can do or say anything different, Scott looks up and literally says ] Truth or Dare?
omg
...What are you doing?
it's his curse today
We need a minute.
[ A sheepish closed mouth smile as he guiltily turns to his mom. ]
And I'm sorry! [ He calls after the waiter. ] I'm cursed.
i know dear god scottie
[Oh god Melissa you have no idea what you're in for.]
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[ Wait, he should backtrack. He frowns. ]
And a curse is, well, it can be anything. But, it can change your personality - make you do things like this. All day I've asked strangers Truth or Dare. And if they actually played, I felt compelled to play along. Derek figured out I was cursed. But, it's not something you can stop. It just ends.
[ Another breath. ] Anyway, the group, they called themselves anonymous, started up the curses again and this weekend is a weekend of random ones. I saw a memory of Stiles' on the network. So did everyone. And Jim's.
[ Oh, a fun bomb to drop. Eyes wide, now, as he leans in. ]
Oh! Also. Things and people that were fictional - aren't. Here. Captain Kirk is here. And so is a lot of his crew. Stiles and I are friends with them. And I'm not kidding. [ He sits back. ] I can't control it.
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There are curses that change your personality, and Captain Kirk is here. The Captain Kirk. Star Trek. Like, the television show.
[Then she turns to the side, and raises one finger to signal their waiter.]
Waiter! One martini. Double gin. Thanks.
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[ Hey, what about him? ] And a coke? [ Or a beer? ]
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