If your thinking I have given up on the others your wrong I just have a REALLY bad case of writers block and I hope this story will get me out of it, please review too.


I walked down the hall looking for the room, anger scourged my veins, she didn't deserve this. I soon found the bleached and sterol door, room A62 I slowly opened it and saw her. I walked to the side of her bed and stared at the five think lines across her cheek. "You didn't deserve this," I whispered feeling so much hate and then it escaped, a growl, no matter what I couldn't hold it back. "Wake up," I hissed holding her shoulders. "Georgette, wake up."

"She can't here you," someone said behind me. I turned and a nurse stood in the door frame. "Mr…um? Who are you?"

"Spencer Hale," I said looking back at my sister. "She was visiting some relatives," I held my tongue from saying anymore.

"Well, I have a few questions, Mr. Hale?" I nodded indicating I was listening. "First off, who is her legal guardian?"

"I am," I said calmly.

"And how old are you?"

"Seventeen…ma'am."

"Then how can you be someone's guardian? Legal age for that is 18."

"I've taken care of her since my parents death. I took her and we ran away, she wanted to come back here and I let her, but of course the night I was supposed to join her she gets in trouble."

"What happened?"

"I don't know," I said calmly covering up the truth. "Like I said, I was moving in when she was attacked. I assume it was one of those wild animal attacks that have been going on lately," I said still calm as she nodded.

"Well, thank you, visiting hours end in an hour so please hurry up." The woman left and I sat next to my sister. "Georgette, I'm sorry," I whispered pushing the black hair from her face. I kissed her forehead and walked for the door when the doctor came in.

"Oh, you must be Mr. Hale. I should tell you, your sister is in a post traumatic coma, we don't know when she'll wake up, but I'll call you as soon as she opens her eyes."

"Thanks," I mumbled nodding toward the doctor as I walked out. I walked down the hall again until I came to another room and found a burned victim sitting in the corner with an emotionless expression. I closed the door behind me and sat on the bed looking at the man.

"Well look what got you here, you can at least say thank you, oh wait you can't, I save your life and this is how I get repaid? You and Georgette need to listen Uncle Peter, both of you, I warned you not to go in the basement, I asked for your help and you didn't you ignored me like everyone else did, I don't know why I helped you out of that fire, I risked my life to make you want to like me, I risked my life for you. I should have left you in there, you ruined my life, I helped you for what price? You to just sit here all day not being able to communicate planning God only knows what."

"Your not supposed to be in here," a nurse said as I stood up.

"I was just leaving," I sighed walking past her, I stopped in front of Georgette's room again hesitating to go in, but I noticed someone was in there, he leaned over her bed and I couldn't see his face. We barley knew anyone here, I had two friends from school and that was it, I pushed the door open and he stood up, sensing me even though I hadn't made a single noise, the door didn't even squeak.

"What caused you to return," he asked not looking at me. I recognized the voice but couldn't say for sure who it was.

"Who are you?" I asked sternly.

"What you don't recognize your own blood?"

"Derek?" He turned and smirked the same smart ass smirk that made you want to instantly punch him.

"Ah, so my own brother doesn't forget me," he laughed and walked up to me.

"Where's Laura?" I asked waiting for her to come out of nowhere, but his face turned grim.

"Sh-she's um…dead Spencer," he hesitated. My chest felt like it was closing in on itself. "She was the one found in the woods in two, and I know who killed her." I looked at Georgette knowing her attacker was Laura's.

"The alpha," we said together.

"How did you know?" he barked in shock as I pushed Georgette's hair back revealing the cuts. "She was attacked last night, she left some new girl's house and was on her way home when she was attacked."

"Whose house," he demanded as I shrugged. "Spencer, this is vital, I need you to tell me who's house."

"I think it was the name of Argent, but I was with Scott so I really don't know for certain."

"Scott McCall?"

"Yeah how do you know him?"

"You mean you can't sense it…"

"The wolf, please I've known since the day he was bitten," I laughed as Derek looked at me Seriously. "How come you know?"

"Because I've been training him."

"And you've been here how long and I didn't know about this?"

"I've been living in the old house that's why."

"Still why not come find us maybe Georgette would have been fine if we knew you were…"

"Shut up, don't be blaming me for her actions, she went out."

"Derek, she can't fend for herself, she isn't one of us, she is purely human, you know that, or maybe you forgot since you and Laura ran away ten years ago."

"Excuse me, but if you are going to fight I am going to have to ask you to leave," a nurse snapped walking in as I turned from Derek and left, which of course he followed. I found Scott and Stiles sitting outside waiting for me.

"How she doing?" Stiles asked, as I shrugged.

"The same," I answered.

"We're not done here," Derek snapped trying to get my attention while Scott looked at him awkwardly.

"What is there else to say Derek, you screwed up on not telling us, fine you screwed up," I snapped walking past my friends and got on my Yamaha, I nodded to Scott and Stiles before taking off toward the school.