Jesse had only barely begun to not see the faces of the men that had snatched her out of her father's house every time she closed her eyes when Lucifer had started messing with everyone. The dreams came back with a vengance and they just seemed to get worse. And they were even coming when she was awake now. Waking nightmares. Something she never would have expected she would have to deal with.
But Jesse was being her usual, upbeat self as she always was. It was one of the only ways she could really keep herself sane anymore. Especially when she kept seeing her kidnappers around every corner. She tried to keep it to herself, but she was pretty sure that if no one else, at least her dad and probably Mercy could tell. Not that they'd pressed so far, but she didn't doubt they knew she wasn't quite in top form.
She had managed to get her history teacher to let her slip out of class on the pretense of "girl issues". It was always easy with the male teachers to get out of class that way. She took her bag with her, though, because she had no intention of going back. Not with him just standing in a corner watching her that way. Stupid being kidnapped. Stupid nightmares. Stupid Lucifer. Couldn't things just be normal for a minute?
"Whoa," Jesse muttered as she was nearly run over by someone barreling down the hallway. "Stiles? Hey...where're you going?"