"Where is she?" Stiles asked, running into Scott's house where Liam and Hayden were sitting on the couch. Theo, Lydia, Malia, and Scott standing in front of them.

"She wasn't with us," Hayden said quietly, holding onto Liam for comfort as she tried to forget what just happened to them. Her and Liam both were still traumatized from it.

"Stiles, calm down," Scott pushed him back so he wouldn't get closer to them.

"No. They were with her. Where is she?" He asked angrily, his voice getting louder.

Liam stood up, clenching his fists. "We don't know! They didn't put her with us."

"But you saw her."

Liam and Hayden shared a look before nodding solemnly.

"Just tell us what you saw," Scott said calmly.

Liam took a seat back down beside Hayden, wrapping his arm around her.

"When I woke up, I was strapped to a table. They were doing experiments or--" Hayden's voice went quiet as she closed her eyes. She didn't want to relive it.

"I was on the ground. They were pumping this black liquid into me. I was so weak, there was nothing I could do." Liam paused, a distant look in his face as he remembered back. "I saw one of them with Brianna while the other two were with Hayden. He-- she was..."

"I-I can't explain it." Liam shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Try your best," Lydia said and took a seat beside him. "Anything will help. We just need to get her back."

"They put tubes in her arms, one like mine but- I don't think they were putting something in her. I think they were draining her blood," Liam said, shocking everyone.

"Draining it where?" Malia asked.

"They had her strung upside down. Tied by her feet. She was unconscious, she couldn't hear us when we tried to call for her," Hayden added. "The tubes in her arms where connected to this big cylinder. It looked like a body was in it or something. It was floating in a green liquid."

"One time I saw them take the liquid out with a syringe, and inject themselves with it. I don't know what it does to them, though," Liam concluded.

Stiles clenched his fists angrily as he paced around the room. He didn't want to hear this. He didn't want to know she was in any pain but he knew he had to listen. He has to get her back.

"Then what happened?" Scott asked.

"Liam tried to help but they knocked him out," Hayden said, looking at him with a sad look on her face. "What ever they did to me knocked me out too. When I woke up, they threw me on the ground next to him. By that time, she wasn't there anymore. We don't know what happened."

"You think she escaped?" Theo asked.

"Or they let her out," Malia shrugged.

"We still have no lead. Nothing. How are we going to find her?" Stiles asked, a drained look on his face.

Scott placed a re-assuring hand on his best friends shoulder and said, "We'll find her."

***

Scott speaking, "My asthma is back. I'm not sure how, but it came back. Just as bad as it used to be. So now, I keep my inhaler on me at all times. Just like I used to. It's been five days. We haven't seen any new chimeras, and we haven't seen the Dread Doctors. We all go to school, pretending like nothing's happened. But everyone seems to know. You just walk down the halls and no one's smiling. No one's laughing. You get the feeling that everyone can sense that somethings coming. They just don't know what is, or how bad it's going to be. Every time I feel like I should do something about it, I find myself reaching for my inhaler. Like, I'm going to take a hit of it and, and come up with some brilliant solution on how to save everyone. But I don't know what to do. I don't think anyone does. Maybe that's why no one's really talking to each other. Sometimes we don't even notice each other. But I think some of us are okay with that. Because not talking makes it easier to keep secrets. And I don't know if anyone's really lying about things. Maybe it's more like lies of omission. Maybe the worst lie is to Stilinski. Because's no ones told him about Parrish yet. Then again, no one's told Parrish either. He doesn't seem to remember taking the bodies. And we think that he's only really dangerous if you try to get in his way. If Stilinski knew the truth, he's definitely get in his way. So Lydia and Stiles are trying to find the bodies, which means finding the Nemeton. They're driving around, searching all of the woods. The last time that we found this thing, three of us almost drowned in ice water. We're not the only ones's looking for Chimera's... Stilinski's got everyone looking for their next target. Questioning anyone who's a genetic chimera. Any one who's got two sets of DNA. No one really knows what they're looking for. Some think it's a serial killer. Some probably know it's worse. The two chimeras that we know about, Hayden and Corey... They're both doing okay. Actually, better than okay. They're healing faster and getting stronger. They don't need our help. And I don't think they'd want it anyway. But the one person who needs our help, we can't even find. We searched for 3 days straight looking for her and trying to find a lead to find her but... Everything comes out cold. Malia and I found her scent and it leads into the woods but then it runs dry every time. It's like she's out there, but then she just disappears. We haven't given up, we just don't know where to look or who to ask. I still haven't heard from Kira. And I'm getting more and more worried about Deaton. I know something's coming. And all I can think about is how good am I going to be if I can't even breath?"

"It's almost like this thing doesn't want to be found," Stiles said, looking around the woods. Only seeing trees and dirt. Just like every time him and Lydia have tried to find the Nemeton.

"Maybe it knows we're late for class," Lydia remarked and held up a piece of chalk. "Because we've been here twice."

Stiles took a step forward and looked at the tree with two white X's draw on it.

"Crap." He said.

Lydia sighed in annoyance and rolled her eyes asking, "Can we talk to Parrish now?"

Stiles held a finger up to her, "Uh, hang on. If the Nemeton's covered in bodies, shouldn't you be able to find them?"

"Me?" Lydia asked confused.

"Yes, you. That's what you do," Stiles motioned to her. "You're the banshee, you find the bodies."

"Well, the banshee's having an off day so how about we talk to Parrish?"

Stiles shook his head. "We can't."

"Why not?" Lydia was getting annoyed. All she wanted to do was find the Nemeton and she knew that Parrish might be the only one who can find it.

"Because one of the bodies... One of them... One of them could be..." Stiles wanted to tell her about Donovan. He just couldn't find the courage to tell her.

"Could be what?" She asked him.

"One of them could be a clue," Stiles re-directed his statement to something else.

Lydia rolled her eyes and said, "I'm leaving now, Stiles. I'm going to talk to Parrish and he's the one taking the bodies."

Lydia turned around and started walking back to her car. "It's always better when they know."

"Well then, he should know he owe's me a jeep!" Stiles yelled after her and then started following her back.

"You can't blame him for the jeep." Lydia watched Stiles roll his eyes. Then she watched him pull his phone out of his pocket. She knew exactly what he was doing. Every once in a while he'd check his phone. Hoping he'd get a call or text from Brianna saying that she was okay. But that wasn't going to happen.

"We're going to find her, Stiles," Lydia said quietly to him.

He shoved his phone back into his pocket and gave her a confused look, not hearing what she just said. "What?" He asked.

"Stop worrying about Brianna. She can handle herself. She'll be okay."

"How can I not worry about her? I'm literally going out of my freaking mind!" He raised his voice to her. He didn't mean to. He was just frustrated.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly. He never wanted to be rude to Lydia.

"We all want to find her. And we will."

***

After dropping Stiles off, Lydia went to the police station to find Parrish. She didn't say much about what was happening, just about the Nemeton. Now they were in his car driving to the woods.

"So, if this place is so important, how come you didn't want to show me before?" Parrish asked her.

"Well, the problem is it's not easy to find." Lydia thinks that he can be the one to reveal the Nemeton.

"Should we put it in the GPS?" He asked her.

Lydia realized something about his driving and shook her head. "Not exactly."

"So, how are we going to find it?" Parrish made a right. "Because I don't remember ever being anywhere near a giant tree stump."

Lydia stared at the road ahead in awe. "I think you're already starting to remember."

"How do you know that?"

"You just took a right turn." Parrish looked in the rear-view mirror, then at Lydia. He didn't even realize what he was doing.

While they were hiking through the woods, Stiles left Lydia a voicemail saying that Cory was dead and if he went for the body, to not get in his way. Though, they didn't have service so Lydia didn't get the message.

"Anything look familiar?" She asked him.

He looked around and shook his head, "Nothing. I'm trying but it all looks like woods to me."

"Maybe you're thinking about it too much. Maybe it's something you need to feel." Lydia had an idea spark into her head.

"How do I do that?"

Lydia looked down at the ground, then swung at him while he was caught off guard. But that didn't really help since he still grabbed her wrist.

He pushed it away and laughed. "What was that for?"

Lydia smirked and took a step closer. "To get you to stop thinking."

She swung again but he dodged it.

"Oh, is this supposed to motivate me?" He laughed again.

"No. It's supposed to get you to stop-" Lydia swung her fist around, but he dodged it. "Thinking!" She kicked him in the gut, making him stumbled back a little.

Parrish smirked and motioned for her to come at him. She swung her leg over his head, and punched left a right. She pushed him back but he held his stance. He tried to hit her from the side but she blocked him, jumping up and pushing him hard in the chest. She kicked and punched, he dodged and blocked. The he got a hold of both her arms, panting as they were both out of breath.

His eyes glowed orange, his head looking to the side as it revealed the Nemeton. They both stood there in shock, seeing all the bodies lying around it. But more importantly, Brianna standing right on top of it. Dried blood running down her arms where the tubes were. They both noticed her eyes open, but she seemed to be in a fatigue state.

"We found it. We found her," She looked at Parrish with a smile on her face. "You found the Nemeton and Brianna."

"What-" Parrish was speechless and in shock.

"We have to get her before it disappears again," Lydia tapped his arm as she pulled him to the tree. She stepped onto the top and waved her hand in front of Brianna's face.

"What do you think is wrong with her?" Parrish asked, joining beside her.

"I think she's sleep walking again," Lydia stated. "Maybe the Dread Doctors let her go and she just found her way here."

Lydia was also thinking there could have been a chance she died again, and Parrish brought her here. But she didn't want to mention that because she could be wrong since Parrish is only bringing Chimera's.

"She's been asleep for five days?" Parrish asked in utter shock.

"Let's just get her and go. I have to call it in," the second Parrish touched Brianna, her eyes closed and her body went limp.

He was quick to catch her in his arms. He picked her up and held onto her tightly.

"This is my dream. This is what I dream about. So, I'm the one taking the bodies?" Parrish wasted no time to start walking back to his car.

"I need to call it in. No, I need to turn myself in."

"I don't think that's such a good idea," Lydia butted in.

"I just found out I'm the one taking the bodies. I've attacked other law enforcement officers. That's a criminal offense. I shouldn't even be near you," he argued.

"I'm not afraid of you," Lydia shrugged.

Parrish stopped walking and said, "I'm afraid of me."

"Whatever's happening seems to only happen when there's a body. Other than that you're still a pretty nice guy. And you're a pretty good deputy."

"I'm a very good deputy. And I'd like it to stay that way. Flipping over jeeps and attacking colleagues doesn't exactly fit 'protect and serve'. I'm covering up the bodies of murdered teenagers."

"You're not covering them up..." Lydia stopped. "Actually, maybe you are."

They had finally reached the car but they didn't get in quite yet.

"It's the same thing we asked Stilinski to do with Tracy. You're not covering up bodies. You're covering up the supernatural."

"What's the difference?" He asked.

"Maybe you're keeping the secret safe. Maybe it's part of what you do. You bring them to the Nemeton, and the Nemeton hides their bodies. It the same reason we couldn't find Brianna. Her scent was being shielded by the Nemeton, that's why Malia and Scott said it was like it just disappeared, cause she disappeared," Lydia explained, everything now clicking together.

"I'm a deputy!" Parrish said loudly. He was very annoyed.

Lydia shook her head, "You're not just a deputy. And you aren't one of the bad guys."

"Lydia, you just showed me that my dream was real. But you haven't heard the rest of it." Parrish's arms were getting tired so he put Brianna's body in the back seat. But he still continued with his story. "Every time I carry a body to the Nemeton, I put it down and add to the ones that are already there."

"How many?" Lydia asked, scared of the answer.

"Hundreds, Lydia. Hundreds of them."

"O-okay, we can't worry about this right now. W-we just need to get Brianna some where safe." Lydia left Parrish and climbed into the passenger side of the car.

"Where do we even take her? How do we help her if she's asleep?" Parrish climbed in also and started the car.

"Let's just, take her home. She has to wake up at some point. She can't sleep forever."

Parrish backed out of the preserve and got back onto the road.

"What if she never wakes up? Do you think she'll... Sh-she has to have blood to survive, right? What if because she's asleep, she can't take blood. And she-"

"We're not thinking about that right now," Lydia interrupted him angrily. "She's my best friend. She's not going to die, she's a fighter. She's strong."

"Lydia-"

"We just need to get her home. Her Aunt has been going nuts and she's angry at all of us. She just needs know she's alive. Lena has dealt with the supernatural for a long time, she probably knows what to do."

***

"Oh my gosh," Lena cried out as she saw Brianna in Parrish's arms. "What happened to her?"

Parrish brought her in their apartment, and put her down on the couch.

"We found her at the Nemeton. We think she was sleep walking again," Lydia explained.

Lena got down on her knees and placed her hand on Brianna's cheek.

"Thank you for finding her," she got up and pulled Lydia and Parrish into a hug.

"Do you know how to help her?" Parrish asked.

Lena shook her head sadly. "We'll just have to wait till she wakes up. We don't know what's keeping her under."

"Keeping her under? You mean, a dream is holding her back?" Lydia asked in confusion.

Lena nodded and got back down on her knees. She moved the hair away from Brianna's face.

"Only the truth could be holding her down for this long. We won't know till it's over. Thank you for bringing her but, I think you should leave now."

Lydia and Parrish shared a look between each other and nodded. "Keep us updated on anything else, please." Were Lydia's last words as they left the building.

On their way back to the Police Station, Lydia called everyone and explained what happened and that they found Brianna.

Scott, Stiles, and Theo tried to see her but Lena wouldn't let them in for some reason. She blamed all of Brianna's friends for her missing. She didn't want to put her in any more danger.

"Please, Lena, I have to see her," Stiles pleaded for the tenth time.

"I don't want any of you near her till I know she's okay. Please, just leave. I told Lydia that if she woke up, I would inform you all. But until then..." Lena trailed off, motioning for them to leave.

Scott's phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket.

"Cory's at the hospital. Mason said he started throwing up mercury, we have to go." Scott told Theo and Stiles. Stiles told them to go, that he would catch up with them later.

"Lena, it's just me now. Please, you know I would never do anything to harm her. I love her. I just need to see her." Lena felt for Stiles. She knew how much he meant to Brianna, she was just scared.

"Okay," she said barely above a whisper. She moved out of the doorway and explained that she was in her room.

Stiles thanked her and practically ran into the apartment, going straight to Brianna's room.

The sight he saw just broke his heart. His eyes fell upon her sleeping body, going straight to the dried blood on her arms.

Tears pooled into his eyes and he knelt down beside her bed and took her hand into his. She was so cold. She was always usually cold but her skin was like ice. He wiped the tears from his face and picked up the blanket from the edge of her bed, and lied it on top of her.

He took a hold of her hand once more, placing a kiss on the top of it. "You're going to be okay," he whispered. "You just have to wake up..."