Summary
Stiles looked at the tubes connected to his chest and winced. "There's no cure," he had told the crying love of his life. Now he lies bedridden, heartbroken & barely clinging to life. "Daddy, when are you leaving?" his son asked. "Will you come and see us and Mommy soon?" his twin daughter added. Stiles lied: "Maybe...we'll see." Set if 3b ended differently, oc AU.