She holds on to his hand lightly, until the nurse brings Mrs. McCall in, who quickly takes over. She gets the story, such as it is, out of Stiles easily, and looks over the clipboard with the girl’s handwriting on it.
“Thank you, Stiles,” she says at last, and Sumer uncurls her fingers from Stiles’, letting him go. “You say he said you might be contaminated? I can run some tests, if you’re worried, but it looks like all we have here is a bad case of malnourishment. Nothing we can’t handle easily.” Mrs. McCall smiles at them both, and sends Stiles out the door to meet his father.
Then she puts the clipboard back in Summer’s hands and asks her to write out as much as she can about herself. Mrs. McCall busies herself setting up an IV line to help with nourishment.
Stiles just quietly tries to bear with the fact that she’s grown very clingy to him so fast. He was mainly trying not to bite his own nails so that he didn’t look ridiculous in her presence, but it was likely that she didn’t care all that much. Ms. McCall takes over soon though, taking the strain slightly off of Stiles.
He nods, knowing that she’ll understand in that moment. Stiles just listens to the words of the familiar nurse for a moment, knowing that he’s a large part of this as well. Regardless, it’s besides the point because then he’s ushered into the hallway to meet with his father who’s finally arrived. It’s granted that he’ll want to know exactly what’s going on, anyway.
The teen doesn’t know what happens to the mystery girl when he leaves, but he hopes another episode doesn’t occur. He can’t stay here all night, especially because he’s got a life to live. Not to mention there’s the pack and all of its excessive problems.
They give her drugs to force her to sleep, and don’t let her wake up until the next morning.
It’s awful.
She’s mostly just on a sugar drip, and they insist she eat, but she’s alone, in a strange place, and the one person she feels any sort of safety around isn’t there. She huddles up tight in the bed, shying away from the nurses who tend to her.