Running Home (REWRITING)

Part 5

Scott's pov:

Dad has been taking a break of work he's been home for over a month now, and I can tell he's trying to make everything better. He claims he has a break in-between assigned cases, but we both know that he just wants me to accept him into my life. But with everything going on lately, I haven't really gotten to tell him we really don't need him here like it seems we do. But today we found ourselves playing Go fish at the kitchen table while mom was at work.

And as much as I hate to admit it, I'm actually enjoying myself. I tell him about my friends and lacrosse, carefully leaving out Derek because he's still a person of interest and well, the fact we all have connections to the supernatural. Meanwhile, Dad tells me stories about he, mom, Claudia and Noah when they were in high school and all of the trouble they got into. I liked hearing about stiles's mom since I didn't really have a lot of memories of her that I could remember when she was alive and healthy. Everything's going great until my dads phone rang. He then picked it up, and after glancing at the number, he rose from his seat after sending an apologetic look my direction. Figuring it was jus a boring business call, I take my phone out and reply to a text Liam sent me about practice tomorrow.

After that, I busy myself with dirty dishes from lunch and file them into the dishwasher. When I finished that, it dawns on me that our father-son time was over, it was too quick for me to assume that we would actually spend time together and I take a quick look in the living room to check on my dad. At the same time, a car pulled into the driveway, and I knew it was mom from the way the front tire on the passenger side squeaked a little when the brakes were put on. Not even 10 seconds later, she bursts through the front door, her already frizzy hair all over her place "Rafe, what are you talking about? You're finally home, and now you need to go off on a raid?" Her hands are making crazy gestures as she stares incredulously at the man frantically packing his bags "Rafe listen to me, I need you here. I thought you were coming to fix this! To be here for your son to catch up on all the time you've missed out on!"
He stops what he's doing to look at her, and I could see the pain in his eyes. "Look, it was a rumour going around about this illegal corporation in Seattle. I'll most likely be gone for the three days, a week tops okay? I'll come back....I promise" He takes my mother's hand, and I couldn't help but smile at that. It was easy to tell that they still loved each other, and I knew dad didn't really want to leave us.

"Is everything ok? Anybody in danger" I couldn't help asking, and my dad turns to face me. With a smile he shrugs " Maybe. That's more than you're allowed to know. Okay I'll see you soon!" Then he takes his bag and rushes out the door, leaving me and my mom dumbfounded. "Mom?" I ask as she makes her way towards me and wraps her arms around me. She hums in response, laying her head on my chest. "Did he really come back to fix this?" She pulls back and stares into my eyes. Then she offers a small smile and nods."He wants everything to be okay again, Scott. I just want to give him the benefit of the doubt for once. I just hope he doesn't make the same mistakes as he did last time" I gave mum a sad look and gave her a big hug "I love you mom".......

3rs Person Pov:

"Why would we be rescued just to be sitting here doing nothing?" Brenda pondered out loud in a weak voice from her seat on the floor with the majority of other Gladers and Scorchers. Most mutter small reply's a small nod with the head or small shrugs of there shoulders. Thomas however, was the farthest away from the remaking group. He was staring intently at the wall thinking about how far he's come from the maze to taking down WICKD to coming into the emergency room in the 'safe haven'. Minho would eye him carefully, mostly in a annoyed manner. He stopped voicing his sarcastic comments to conserve his strength. By the seventh day, it was as if they were put on bed rest.

All were to feeble to perform any physical tasks unless needed to, and it was beginning to be painful to simply sit there, or in most cases, lay there. Hunger pains made it feel like the body as eating itself from the inside out, but the grumbling noises from stomached had stopped by then as there was no more food left to digest. Most were becoming to weak to move with the deprivation of necessities like food or water. Even Thomas, who did his best to look strong at all costs to give others motivation had started to show signs. It didn't help that his bullet wound had started to infect. All were beginning to lose hope, as they thought back to the secured doors that made no way for groups to escape the confining space of the room. Thomas, Minho, Brenda and Jorge were thinking WICKD might have survived and are planning something, but concerns were voiced, saying that Thomas destroyed WICKD and killed Dr Paige or that WICKD wouldn't let a group of people starve to death. But, knowing if WICKD really is still up and running scared the shit out of everyone especially Thomas.