Heyy. Here's a new chapter. Please enjoy. I'm sorry i didn't update my other story first but I'm stuck on that one. Also, i had something removed from my foot so I've been handling that. It's quite icky.
But anyway's, enjoy :D
"I still can't get passed the fact Elliot is a werewolf now. It just doesn't seem real." Clara said as she handed Dylan a coffee and sat down and Freddie sighed, rubbing the sleep out his eyes.
"Well, at least I'll be there to try and keep him from hurting someone." Freddie replied and Clara nodded.
"It's only 6:34am so we have time to figure something out. Who is going with you and Elliot into the forest?" She asked.
"No one. I'm going to take him in alone. Jack agreed as long as I look after him." Freddie replied.
"It's safer than if someone was to go in with them." Dylan replied and Clara looked at him, frowning as he rubbed his neck.
"How are the scars going?" Freddie asked and Dylan sighed, pulling the bandage on it half off to show almost fresh looking stab wounds in his neck.
"They haven't even started healing?" Clara asked as she looked at it and Dylan shook his head, putting the bandage back on.
"Cuts from a demon take longer to heal. At least I have its ashes for good use." Dylan replied.
"What are you going to use them for?" Clara asked.
"You'll find out eventually." Dylan replied and Clara and Freddie looked at each other before they all looked to the door, someone having knocked.
"Dibs not." Freddie said quickly and Dylan glared at him.
"I'm the injured one." He said.
"And I'm the one with canine teeth. Who wins this battle?" Freddie asked and Dylan sighed before standing up and going over to the door.
"You suck." He said as he passed Freddie and Freddie grinned, drinking from his cup of coffee as someone came inside and then turning to look, almost dropping his mug when he saw who it was.
"Sam? What are you doing here?" He asked as he hurried over and hugged her and Sam grinned, hugging him back and laughing when he lifted her up for a moment and put her back down, Clara and Dylan looking at each other when they noticed the two were hugging a bit too long.
"I came to visit you. I can't believe I'm already awake but hey." She said as they pulled apart and Freddie smiled back.
"Why didn't you say you were coming?" He asked.
"That's the point of a surprise. I'm not the only one here though." She said and a confused look appeared on Freddie's face.
"What do you-Oh my god." He said as Carly walked in and she smiled, hugging him tightly and pulling back as Spencer, Brad and Gibby walked inside.
"So who are your friends?" Spencer asked when they had all hugged and Freddie turned around.
"That's my step brother Dylan and that is Clara. She lives down the street. Guys, this is Sam, Carly, her older brother Spencer, Brad and then Gibby." Freddie said and Dylan and Clara waved, Spencer going to speak when Jack and Elliot walked through the open door.
"And that's Elliot and Jack. Just invite yourselves in guys." Dylan said and Elliot looked over at him and then at the group.
"That's a lot of people." He said as Freddie closed the door and Jack sighed, steering him over to the island where Clara was and sitting him down.
"Is he alright?" Carly asked and Jack nodded.
"Just nervous. Who are you exactly?" He asked and Carly held out her hand to shake his.
"I'm Carly. A friend of Freddie's from Seattle. I'm down visiting from Italy." She said and Jack raised his eyebrows.
"Italy? Fancy." He said and Carly smiled.
"That's Spencer, her older brother, Brad and then Gibby. And then the blond-headed demon is Sam." Freddie said and Sam stuck her tongue out at him.
"Oh. Tonight we're going to a bowling alley someone recommended and we were wondering if you all wanted to tag along." Sam said with a hopeful look at Freddie who sighed in defeat.
"Unfortunately I have plans tonight. But we can spend the rest of the day together. We can show you around town and introduce you to the owners of the new restaurant." Freddie said.
"Freddie has a new bestie in there." Dylan said and Clara smiled while Freddie rolled his eyes.
"I'm going to go and get dressed and then we can go over. They open early for breakfast to serve the early risers. Just give me a minute." He said before racing upstairs and Sam walked over to the island.
"Is this Freddie's coffee?" She asked and when Clara nodded she picked it up.
"Drink my coffee Puckett and I'll make you buy your own breakfast." Freddie yelled from upstairs and Sam, Spencer, Carly, Brad and Gibby all frowned.
"How did he know I was going to drink his coffee?" Sam asked and Dylan sighed.
"Best you don't ask. Oi. Stop scratching Elliot." He said and Jack grabbed Elliot's arms and pulled them over his chest, holding them there from behind him.
"It's full moon tonight." Elliot replied.
"Are we going to see any werewolves?" Gibby asked excitedly and Sam, Spencer, Carly and Brad gave him weird looks while Clara, Dylan, Jack and Elliot look at each other in worry.
"Ignore him. He's... special." Sam said and Jack smiled nervously.
"So we've heard." Clara said with a smile.
"Okay. I'm back." Freddie said a moment later and everyone in the room ignored the fact that Sam's face lit up slightly as he walked over.
"I didn't know you had a pet wolf." Spencer said and Freddie frowned.
"We don't." He said, turning when Spencer pointed to the backyard where a large wolf was growling through the glass, the yellow piercing eyes chilling them all. Walking over to the door however, Freddie took a deep breath and then yanked it open.
"Good morning Talia." He said quietly and the wolf stopped, staring at him before sprinting through the hole in the fence.
"Are you insane? You've already been bitten by a wolf. Do you really want to be killed by one?" Sam asked when he had walked back inside.
"No, but that wolf seriously needs boundaries." Freddie said.
"It really does." Dylan said and Clara put her hand on his arm.
"You all ready to head out or do you want to settle in somewhere? You do have somewhere to stay right?" Freddie asked and Carly smiled.
"Of course. Your dad actually set it up." She said.
"My dad?" Freddie asked and Sam nodded.
"Your dad invited us along." Spencer said and Freddie turned to Dylan.
"I knew nothing." Dylan said.
"This is one nice house." Gibby said and Freddie turned to him.
"Thank you. Shall we leave now?" He asked.
"Trying to get rid of us or something?" Sam asked.
"Me? Never." Freddie said in a mock shocked tone and Sam punched his arm, making him laugh and then push her to the door, Clara, Dylan, Elliot and Jack following behind them with the others.
"So what have you been up to the last few weeks?" Brad asked as they started walking and Freddie shrugged.
"Nothing life threatening. Other than getting attacked by that stupid wolf." Freddie replied and Brad nodded, looking down with Freddie as Sam linked fingers with him.
"You alright there?" Freddie asked her and she smirked.
"Why? Have a problem?" She asked.
"No, but you wouldn't do this normally." He said and Sam shrugged.
"I guess I've changed." Sam answered and Freddie smiled at her with a shake of his head.
"You're nuts Puckett." He laughed and Dylan leaned closer to Carly.
"Am I the only one that thinks something's happening here?" He asked quietly.
"Freddie did say he had a girlfriend remember? That day in the forest." Clara said.
"You think they're together?" Spencer asked.
"Duh." Dylan said.
"I can hear you, you know." Freddie said.
"How?" Brad asked.
"You shall never know." Freddie answered and Brad sighed before looking over at the group of girls walking towards them.
"Who are they?" He asked and Dylan bit his lip.
"This is not going to be good. Hey Elliot, cover your ears." Dylan said and Elliot frowned.
"Why?" He asked, but his answer came when a loud "Hey!" went through the air and Elliot flinched, the sound hitting him like a whistle.
"Kat, how lovely it is to see you." Clara said when the girls reached them and Kat put her hands on her hips.
"Sorry, but I don't talk to a liar and traitor." Kat said and Elliot rolled his eyes.
"Coming from the girl who just made out with your boyfriends best friend." He said and Kat smirked.
"I didn't." She said with confidence.
"Then why are there hickeys all over your neck when your boyfriend is in London visiting his cousin and has been for a fortnight?" Jack asked and Kat glared at him.
"Whatever. I'm not here for you anyway creep." Kat snapped.
"Then why are you here?" Spencer asked.
"To ask why our handsome friend here is hanging out with so many losers." Kat said flirtatiously to Freddie who looked uncomfortable.
"Okay, first off I'm not your friend. And secondly, the only loser here is you. And you reek. Go home and have a shower honey." Freddie said and Kat's jaw dropped.
"Um, did Freddie just say that?" Carly asked in shock and Sam laughed.
"Definitely didn't expect that." She said and Kat turned to her.
"Oh what do you know? You're just some slutty bitch." She said and Sam glared and dropped Freddie's hand.
"What did you just say?" She asked and Kat smirked evilly.
"That you're just some slutty blond fake who thinks she owns everything." Kat said and Sam growled, stepping forward and shoving Kat hard.
"Don't touch me you freak." Kat snarled and Sam just laughed.
"At least I can do this." Sam said before grabbing Freddie's shirt and pulling him in, everyone's eyes going wide when her lips slammed onto his and she tangled her fingers into his hair. It took a good moment before Freddie started kissing back and as he did he put his hands on her hips.
"O-okay." Freddie said when they finally pulled apart and Sam smiled before turning to Kat and her friends who all looked shocked.
"So why don't you go home now? We don't need you breathing in our air." She said, grabbing a dazed Freddie's hand and pulling him along, the others following behind still in shock.
"Did that really just happen?" Gibby asked as they walked.
"I believe so." Jack said.
"Not really a surprise when you think about it." Dylan shrugged and Carly looked back at him.
"Do you know something we don't?" Carly asked.
"Just that they're always talking. If it's not video chat it's texting. Or calling." Dylan said.
"Interesting." Spencer said and Brad shook his head with a chuckle.
"Alright. Here is the restaurant. Be ready to watch Freddie work his charm." Clara said a few minutes later when they reached the restaurant and Freddie sighed.
"Just get inside." He said and Clara giggled, walking in followed by Dylan and then Freddie and Sam, Spencer, Gibby, Carly and Brad filing in next. Jack and Elliot however stayed standing right outside.
"Are we going to pretend we aren't together while in there for a while? We've never been in so we don't know what the owners are like." Jack said and Elliot sighed.
"Just until we know how they feel about same sex couples. Then we can steal a corner and make out in it." Elliot joked and Jack chuckled, putting an arm around him and kissing him, dropping his arm when he pulled away and sighing, neither noticing Roberto walking towards the door having seen them.
"Let's go in." He said, but before he could reach the door it opened and Roberto stood there.
"If you two walk in, walk in as a couple. We don't discriminate in here." He said and Jack and Elliot looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
"That solves that problem then. Come on." Elliot said as he grabbed Jack's hand, pulling him inside and over to the tables the others had pulled together to fit in the one spot.
"Freddie querida, es bueno verte de nuevo. (Freddie my dear, it's good to see you again.)" Rose said when she had gotten to the table and Freddie smiled.
"Usted también Rose. ¿Cómo van las cosas por aquí? (You too Rose. How are things going around here?)" Freddie asked.
"Las cosas están ocupados, pero bueno. ¿Quiénes son todas sus amigos? (Things are busy, but good. Who are all of your friends?)" Rose asked and Freddie turned to the others, Sam, Carly, Brad, Gibby and Spencer all looking at him with a funny look on their faces.
"Ya conoces Dylan y Clara, pero esos dis chicos se allá son Jack y Elliot. Entonces usted tiene Spencer, Gibby, Brad, Carly y Sam que vino a visitarme desde Seattle. (You've already met Dylan and Clara, but those two boys over there are Jack and Elliot. Then you have Spencer, Gibby, Brad, Carly and Sam who came to visit me from Seattle.)" Freddie answered and Rose grinned and waved at the table, everyone waving back.
"Nice to meet you. Me learn English." Rose said with some difficulty and Freddie beamed at her.
"Lo estás haciendo muy bien hasta ahora. No te rindas. (You're doing really well so far. Don't give up.)" He said and Rose ruffled his hair slightly.
"No tengo la intención de. (I don't intend to.)" Rose replied as Freddie flattened his hair.
"Mamá, ¿por qué no te vas a empezar a conicar de nuevo? Será más fácil si yo tomo su pedido para usted. (Mama, why don't you go and start cooking again? It will be easier if I take their order for you.)" Roberto said, having walked over to the table, and Rose sighed, slapping the back of his head slightly.
"No me hagas sonar incompetente Roberto. (Don't make me sound incompetent Roberto.)" Rose said and Roberto sighed, rubbing the back of his head.
"No fue mi intención. Sólo queria decir que hablan Inglés y que está todavía sólo el aprendizaje. (I didn't mean to. I just meant that they speak English and you're still only learning.)" Roberto said.
"Lo creeré este momento. (I'll believe it this time.)" Rose said before turning and walking behind the counter, Roberto sighing again before pulling out a pen and pad.
"She sounds frustrating." Freddie said.
"Oh she is. At least I'm not the one teaching her English." Roberto said and Freddie smiled.
"So what would you all like?" Roberto asked. When he had gotten all of their orders, which were pancakes and a breakfast burrito each, Roberto went back to the kitchen and Sam, Carly, Brad, Gibby and Spencer all looked at Freddie.
"So when did you start speaking fluent Spanish?" Sam asked.
"When I was like 7." Freddie replied.
"Really?" Carly asked.
"His dad is Latino. It's hilarious when he's mad because he starts yelling in Spanish. Usually it's at the TV." Dylan said.
"Wait. So you're half Spanish? Why didn't you ever say something?" Brad asked and Freddie shrugged.
"I didn't think I had to. I mean, you could have easily figured it out from all of the times i spoke Spanish through the years." He replied, glancing at Elliot who flinched when the door opened at the same time several phone beeped in the restaurant.
"Isn't that your cousin?" Clara asked, pointing to the younger officer that had walked in beside Leonard.
"Yeah. That's Jasper. He started working in the beginning of summer. Lives with me and my parents although he's been coming home at like 2am or the next day if he hasn't got work the next morning." Elliot replied.
"He must have a new boyfriend." Clara said in a sort of flirty tone.
"Well obviously." Elliot laughed.
"Hey kids. I see you guys got here safe." Leonard said.
"We got here at 2am and got a few hours of sleep first." Carly said.
"And then you woke me up." Sam grumbled and Freddie rolled his eyes.
"You woke up yourself actually." Gibby said.
"Gibby. No one asked you to speak." Sam snapped.
"Sam, what did we discuss?" Carly asked and Sam sighed.
"No violence or mean words or tones." Sam mocked in a high pitched voice that was meant to be Carly's voice.
"I can see you guys are having fun here. I'll catch up with you all later. Freddie, don't get up to anything tonight. We need to talk." Leonard said and Freddie frowned.
"Everything okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. There's just something we need to talk about. Preferably before tonight." Leonard answered.
"Okay. Well, I could drop by during lunch or something." Freddie said.
"No. Just make sure you're home by 5. It's good to see you all." He said before walking over to the front counter.
"Looks like you did something bad." Gibby said.
"Whatever it was doesn't look good." Dylan said and Freddie shot him a worried look.
"Hey Elliot, what are you doing tonight?" Jasper asked.
"I'm going down to the river for a few hours. Why?" Elliot asked.
"Just wondering. Last month that girl got torn up by that wolf so it might not be safe. Just be careful." Jasper said and Elliot nodded.
"Nice to meet you all." He said before walking over to the counter, standing directly in front of where Roberto was standing.
"Hey Elliot, you said Jasper had a boyfriend right?" Freddie asked after watching them for a moment and Jasper nodded.
"Seems like it. Why?" He asked and Freddie pointed to Roberto and Jasper, the two leaning a little over the counter to get closer.
"I think I just found who he's dating." He said and everyone turned to look as Roberto and Jasper kissed.
"You just proved my theory Jasper." Elliot called out and Jasper turned to look at him, having pulled away from Roberto.
"What theory?" He called back.
"The one that you're dating." Elliot replied and Jasper looked at Roberto, the both of them going red in the face.
"He looks like he's going to kill you later." Clara said as they turned back and Elliot shrugged.
"He'll have to catch me first." He answered and Clara smiled.
"So Carly, how is life in Italy? It must be pretty fancy up there for school." Clara said after the food had arrived and Carly smiled.
"It is pretty awesome over there. Except for the fact that i can hardly understand anyone because not many people speak the best English." Carly answered.
"Please. You love it Carls. They seem more mysterious remember?" Sam asked and Carly blushed slightly.
"I meant the boys do." She answered.
"I bet they are mysterious." Clara sighed and Dylan raised his eyebrow.
"You're fantasising about making out with an Italian guy aren't you?" He asked, amused.
"What's wrong with that?" Jack asked and Elliot punched him in the arm.
"You're Greek dude. I think that triumphs Italian's." Freddie said.
"I'll take that. See? He gets it." Elliot said to Jack and Jack stuck his tongue out at him, everyone jumping when Clara suddenly dropped her fork.
"Whoa. You okay? You're really pale." Brad said and Dylan put a hand to her back.
"Why don't we go and get some air?" Dylan asked before grabbing her arm and pulling her up, dragging her out if the restaurant and down the street a little away from the window.
"What did you see?" He asked and Clara buried her head into her hands.
"I saw someone's foot get stuck in one of those bear trap things. There was so much blood." She said and Dylan rubbed her back.
"Did you see who it was?" Dylan asked and Clara lifted her head up.
"No. Just a sort of howling scream. I need to stop thinking about it. Show me Ruby or your abs." Clara said and Dylan gave her a weird look.
"My abs?" He asked.
"I've seen them before. During summer when everyone was heading back from that river party the week before Freddie arrived. You were out jogging as Lizzy and I passed." Clara said and Dylan furrowed his brows.
{Flashback}
"I can't believe it's dawn and we're only just going home." Lizzy giggled and Clara giggled with her.
"Do you think our parents figured it out?" She asked.
"They're going to kill us." Lizzy said and Clara went to say something when they heard a running sound and they turned around to see Dylan jogging wearing black track pants with a grey design down the side of the left leg and a light and navy blue tank top, his earphones in his ears even as he slowed down to a stop near the water, Lizzy and Clara barely having left the river side.
"Should we call out to him?" Lizzy asked and Clara shook her head, pulling out her phone.
"I want to get a picture of this to use as leverage on how skinny he is." She said and Lizzy pulled her phone out as well, the two watching as he pulled his shirt off and then knelt down to splash his face with water.
"Come on. Turn around." Lizzy muttered as he splashed his chest and then stood up, the girls almost snapping the picture when he turned and then stopping.
"He has abs. He has abs." Lizzy squealed in a hushed voice and Clara stared at him, the two watching as he ran his fingers through his hair and then pulled his shirt back on, stretching his arms before taking off again back the way he had come.
{End Flashback}
"You tried to take a picture? Glad I'm not skinny." Dylan said.
"You really shocked us. But in a good way." Clara replied and Dylan smiled, his cheeks going slightly pinker.
"Well, I'm not exactly comfortable with - and you did it anyway." Dylan said as Clara grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up to show his stomach.
"Can you please let go of my shirt?" Dylan asked a few seconds later and Clara sighed but dropped it.
"You have no reason to be self-conscious." She said.
"Yes I do when I've been teased about how I look for years." Dylan said and Clara looked down.
"Sorry about that." She said and Dylan gently lifted her head.
"You don't have to be. I mean, you're making it up to me by being kind." He smiled and Clara smiled back, looking into his blue eyes and grabbing his hand.
"Let-lets go inside." Dylan said after a minute and Clara nodded, smiling when he kept his hand in hers as they walked back inside the restaurant.
Later that evening, after spending hours mucking around town and in the Benson house, Freddie, Elliot, Jack, Dylan and Clara stood in the living room of the house waiting for the sky to set.
"Okay. Thanks for letting me know. I'll talk to you tomorrow sometime then." Freddie said on the phone and a moment later, with a small "Bye." he hung up.
"Dad is stuck at work so I don't have to wait for him." Freddie said and Dylan sighed in relief.
"Good." He said and Elliot growled slightly, the moon already ancing him up.
"El, calm down." Jack said and Elliot bit his nails.
"I can't help it. I feel like I'm about to explode." Elliot said.
"You do. Into a giant fluff ball. Seriously. So much fur when we become a wolf." Freddie said.
"I want to see that but then I don't at the same time." Clara said and Freddie smiled.
"Maybe I'll turn before I run through the fence. But no pictures." He said.
"I don't want to expose you dummy." Clara replied, Freddie smiling and then sighing when Elliot started pacing and scratching his arms.
"It's getting dark fast." Jack said as he pulled Elliot close and grabbing his hands, Elliot burying his face in his neck with a whimper.
"Is he okay?" Dylan asked.
"His senses are probably just overwhelming him right now." Freddie said and Elliot nodded.
"My head hurts from all of the noise." He said, his words muffled in Jack's neck.
"It'll be alright once we're in the forest and away from the town." Freddie said before kicking off his shoes and putting them near the door.
"Why are you getting undressed?" Clara asked as he pulled his jacket off and Dylan looked at him.
"I lost my shirt last time so I'm taking it off now and also it's easier to run without shoes. But that's just my opinion." He said.
"The sun is completely down." Clara said and Freddie turned around from looking of the door, his eyes glowing bright yellow.
"Oh I know. Elliot, we have to go." He said and Elliot nodded, his eyes bright yellow as well, his nails now sharp and longer.
"Keep him safe." Jack said as the boys walked out the door and Freddie nodded, taking a deep breath of the night air and then running and leaping off the porch, Clara screaming slightly when he transformed into a wolf mid-air.
"Okay. That is awesome." Jack laughed as Elliot did the same and then he sighed when the two shot through the hole in the fence.
"He's going to be okay Jack. Freddie will make sure of that." Clara said after a few seconds of standing there and Jack nodded.
"I know. I just wish that I could be there for him through this." He said.
"You have been. He wouldn't have even made it this far without your support." Dylan said and Clara put an arm around Jack.
"It's going to be alright. When Elliot comes back in the morning just give him a massive hug." She said and Jack half smiled.
"Oh I will. Don't you worry about that." He replied before walking inside, sitting on a stool and waiting for the moment his boy walked back through the door.
"I can't believe you set the bowling ball on fire. Just, how?" Brad asked as he, Spencer, Gibby, Carly and Sam walked down the street near the forest to go back to the place they were staying.
"I don't know. I was just holding it and then it burst into flames." Spencer replied.
"Well at least we know that they're fire safe here." Carly said and Spencer nodded.
"There are no such things as werewolves Gibby." Sam groaned for the thousandth time that night.
"You're just too mean to believe it. Stop ruining my dreams." He cried and Sam rolled her eyes.
"I still don't understand how a person like you is allowed to drive a car." Sam mumbled and Gibby gasped.
"That's offensive." He said.
"I don't care." Sam replied and Carly went to talk when a large wolf burst out of the trees and landed in front of them with a snarl, all of them screaming in shock.
"Nice wolfy. Go back into the forest." Spencer said after a moment, but the wolf just growled at him.
"Um, what do we do? This is freaking terrifying." Brad said in a screamed whisper.
"I don't know. Call someone. Fast." Carly said and Sam pulled out her phone. Before she could call anyone though, a second and slightly larger wolf ran through the trees and slammed into the first one, knocking it off of its feet. Once the first wolf had its balance again, it half howled, half growled at the other but the second just snarled loudly, baring his teeth and making the other cower.
"What the heck is happening right now?" Carly asked and Spencer grabbed her arm, pulling her backwards a bit, Brad and Gibby following suit while Sam just stood there.
"Sam get back here." Carly said.
"No. Just be quiet." Sam snapped and Carly shut up, watching with wide eyes as the first wolf seemed to realise where he was and it's eyes went wide, backing away from Sam. The second wolf just huffed a sort of sigh and then trotted over to it, nudging it with his head in the side to go into the office, looking at Sam when he reached the trees before turning and sprinting off, the first one quickly following behind.
"Are you alright?" Spencer asked Sam when they were sure the wolves were gone and she nodded.
"I'm fine." She answered.
"You sure?" Brad asked.
"There's just something about the wolf that I just can't place. It looked at me like it knew me." Sam said.
"I thought that was only me." Gibby said.
"I'm sure it was nothing. Let's just get out of here before they come back." Carly said and Sam nodded, letting Carly pull her along and away from the forest.
The next morning, Jack was pacing around the downstairs room of the Benson house and Dylan and Clara were watching him, the sun barely having risen.
"You know, I think you're going to wear holes in my floor." Dylan said and Jack sighed.
"I can't help it. I just want to know if he's alright." Jack said and Clara sighed, rubbing her still sleepy eyes.
"He will be. Freddie will have taken care of him." She said.
"I know but I can't help it." He said.
"Jack, just sit down and wait. Pacing won't do anything to help." Dylan said and Jack bit his nail, walking over and sitting in the piano seat and tapping his feet. He didn't stay seated for long however as Elliot and Freddie arrived a few minutes later and Jack jumped up, almost losing his balance when Elliot ran to him and threw his arms around him, shaky as Jack wrapped his arms around him back.
"Is he okay?" Dylan asked and Freddie put his hands on his hips.
"I may have gone off at him before and almost tore his head off." Freddie replied.
"Why?" Jack asked angrily.
"Because he almost attacked Sam and the others and sorry if i didn't want that to happen." Freddie snapped, Jack frowning when Elliot flinched against him.
"Alright. Calm down." Dylan said and Freddie glared at him.
"I'm sorry Freddie. Really. I-I didn't know where I was." Elliot said a moment later when he had pulled away from Jack and Freddie ran his fingers through his hair.
"No, I'm sorry for snapping like that. I just freaked out." He said and Elliot nodded before hiding his face in Jack's neck, his arms trapped between his and Jack's chests.
"Why is it so cold?" Elliot asked and Jack raised an eyebrow.
"It's not." Clara said.
"Oh he is. I am. We had thick layers of fur all night and now it's freezing. Which is why I'm going to have a boiling hot shower to try and warm up. Shout out if you need anything." He said before going upstairs to his bathroom.
2 hours later, Sam and Freddie were walking quietly through the forest to talk and Sam could see something was troubling Freddie, especially after she told him about the wolf the night before.
"Are you okay? Like really? You seem more bothered about the wolf thing then I am." Sam said as they reached a rocky ledge next to the river and Freddie sighed, looking out over the water.
"If I tell you something, can you promise not to tell anyone?" He asked and Sam frowned.
"Of course I promise. What's going on?" Sam asked.
"Do you remember when I said I had a secret I couldn't tell you?" He asked and Sam nodded, waiting for him to go on.
"What if I told you what it was?" He asked and he turned around.
"Tell me." She said and Freddie sighed, breathing in a shaky breath before closing his eyes and wringing his hands together. Listening out for Sam, he waited until she was standing closer before opening his now yellow eyes, watching her face turn to one of shock and horror from one of concern.
"W-what the hell?" She asked, taking a step back and Freddie blinked, his eyes going back to normal.
"Sam-"
"No. Don't come near me." She said as he stepped forward and he stopped, wringing his hands together even more.
"Sam please. J-just let me explain." He said.
"How on earth can you possibly explain this? Your eyes. And-oh my god. Were you the wolf that attacked me last night?" She asked.
"No. I stopped the other wolf from attacking you."
"So you were there? Oh my god." Sam said and Freddie stepped forward.
"Sam, can you please just listen to me?" He asked.
"No. Nothing you say will make me think of you of anything less than a... than a freak." She said quietly and a hurt look crossed Freddie's face, tears filling up his eyes.
"Sam, please." His voice shook.
"Stay away from me." She said, but Freddie stepped forward.
"I said get away from me!" She screamed before shoving him hard, watching him stumble back.
"Freddie!" She screamed when he fell back and she raced to the edge of the rock ledge as he fell, quickly going to the edge and watching him smash into the water. Looking for a good minute, she soon realised that he wasn't coming up and she leapt to her feet, pulling her phone out and dialling the first number she could think of.
"Leonard Benson." Leonard's voice said and Sam gripped her hair.
"Freddie, he fell into the river. W-we were arguing a-and I-I accidently pushed him too hard and he fell into the water and he won't come back up." She said frantically and she heard Leonard stand up.
"Tell me where you are." He said.
"O-on a rock ledge next to the river. Hurry! He still hasn't come up." She said.
"We're on our way. Stay where you are." He said and Sam nodded numbly, hanging up after him and then looking over the ledge.
"Oh god. What have I done?"
20 minutes later, Leonard, Jasper, Sam and an officer named Kate were hunting down the river the way the current was travelling and they still couldn't see anything, Sam on the verge of screaming and having a panic attack.
"What were you fighting about?" Leonard asked her when he managed to somewhat calm her down and she twisted her fingers into her hair.
"He-he told me something I promised not to tell anyone a-and I freaked out a-and pushed him. I'm so stupid." She said.
"No you aren't. Everyone freaks out. Just not normally so close to the edge of a ledge. I'm sure he just swam away to think." Leonard said and Sam nodded.
"I think I found something." Jasper called out a moment later and the two hurried over to him.
"What is it?" Leonard asked and Jasper picked up a jacket that had been stuck in some sticks, tears in both sleeves and a small amount of blood on the only part of the hoddie that didn't seem to get wet.
"H-he w-was wearing that when he fell. Oh my god." Sam said and Leonard put a hand on her shoulder while staring at the jacket.
"Call for backup. We need to search this river and forest high and low to find my son." He said and Jasper nodded, taking the hoody with him while Leonard turned to Sam.
"Go back to the house and get Dylan. He knows this forest better than most hunters." He said and Sam nodded.
"I'm sorry Mr Benson." She said before running off and Leonard sighed, looking around the area.
"Where are you kid?" He wondered out loud before walking back to his car to call for back up.
Back at the house, Clara, Jack, Dylan and Elliot were talking when Sam ran in and almost as soon as she did, Clara gasped and went pale, her green eyes going wide and slightly glowing.
In the vision, the bear trap had just clamped around someone's leg and they screamed and howled in agony. As the jeans leg started to fill up with blood, a tortured face popped into Clara's head and she jumped, Freddie's face taking over her mind.
"What did you do?" She asked Sam before clamping a hand over her mouth and hurrying over to the sink, Dylan quickly pulling her hair out of her face as she puked.
"Freddie told me something and I got freaked out so I pushed him and then-and then he fell into the river and-and he didn't come back up so I called your dad and we found Freddie jacket all torn up with blood on it." Sam spat out and Elliot jumped up.
"Elliot, stay calm. What did he tell you?" Jack asked.
"I-I promised I wouldn't tell." Sam said and Dylan looked over at her.
"He told you he was a werewolf didn't he? And you rejected him." He said.
"I didn't mean to! I freaked out." She said.
"He loves you enough to tell you that. Obviously you don't love him enough to accept it." Dylan said, but before Sam could reply he cut over her, picking Clara up bridal style as he did so.
"You are going to help me find him the whole time, staying by my side. Jack, take her phone and call Carly to tell her what's going on and get her and the others here. I'll call dad and tell him to come here so we can sort out search areas for everyone." He said and Jack nodded, waiting for Dylan to go upstairs with a still extremely pale Clara before turning to Sam with a gentle look.
"It was an accident Sam." He said and Sam sniffed, handing him her phone and going back to the wall.
"At least you didn't most likely the kill the one person who loved you more than he loved anything else." She said and Jack sighed, giving her a sympathetic look before bringing up Carly's number on Sam's phone and calling it.
Back out deeper in the forest, an older man with greying hair was standing by the river getting water when he spotted something floating down the stream. Standing up and looking, he quickly noticed it was a body and he hurried into the water, swimming a little reach it and then pulling it out, laying the person on their back.
"Oh god. Okay. CPR." The man told himself when he couldn't find a pulse and he started doing chest compressions, getting a rhythm going between that and breathing into his mouth.
"Come on. Breathe." He said after a long 3 minutes but nothing happened. However, after breathing into his mouth two more times, the boy finally started coughing up water and the man quickly rolled him onto his side.
"What the heck happened to you? You have a gash on the back of your neck." The man said and the boy groaned as he was sat up, breathing heavily as he leant forward.
"We need to get you back home." The man said but the boy shook his head.
"I don't want to go back." He said.
"Well, you were just dead so you don't really have a choice." The man said. He then went to pull the boy up but leapt back with a yell when the boy looked up growling, his eyes yellow and fangs bared.
"Y-you're a werewolf." He said and the boy's face slowly went back to normal.
"Please don't make me go home yet." He pleaded and the man sighed, looking around.
"Well I can't leave you here. Can you walk?" The man asked and the boy nodded, letting the man help him onto his feet.
"I think so." He said and the man grabbed the bottles he had put the water in and put them in the bag on his back.
"Follow me." He said and the boy nodded again.
What's your name?" The boy asked after a while, his arms wrapped tight around his shaking and wet torso.
"Jeremiah. I moved out of town and decided go live in the forest on my own. It's more comfortable for me that way." He said and the boy ran his fingers through his soaked hair.
"So what's your name?" Jeremiah asked.
"Freddie." The boy replied and Jeremiah looked at him over his shoulder.
"Let me guess. You told someone you care about what you were and they pushed you into the water?" Jeremiah asked and Freddie looked away.
"I thought I could trust her. I guess I was wrong." He said and Jeremiah gave him a sad look, no words coming to his head to wipe the depressed look on the boy's face.
Listening to his breathing, Jeremiah noticed that Freddie was struggling to breathe and after walking for 15 minutes, Jeremiah decided to take a break and hand Freddie a bottle of the water.
"You sure you're alright?" He asked and Freddie slid down a tree.
"I don't think I can walk any further." He said and Jeremiah sighed.
"Okay. Then I'll set up a fire." Jeremiah said and Freddie leant back whimpering slightly when his neck bent as he rested the back of his head against the tree.
"That'll have to be looked at." Jeremiah said and Freddie closed his eyes.
"It'll be fine. I've been electrocuted in the neck twice in my life already and I'm only 16." He replied.
"Okay. Please explain." Jeremiah said.
"Shock pens. The first time my friend just wanted to shock me and the second time was because me and my friends had been kidnapped by some crazy girl named Nora and it helped us escape. Long story." He said and Jeremiah shook his head.
"You sure have one crazy life." He said and Freddie nodded, flinching and putting his hand on the back of his neck, pulling it back after a minute to find his hand covered in blood. Wiping it on his jeans, Freddie leant back into the tree and closed his eyes again, slowly allowing sleep to take over his brain.
Later in the night, after darkness had set in and almost all of the adults in the town had joined in the search, Dylan, Sam, Carly, Gibby, Jack and Clara were all in the Benson household, Brad, Elliot and Spencer having stayed out searching in the areas Dylan and a few of the hunters had given.
It was currently 2 o'clock in the morning and Dylan still hadn't managed to fall asleep. Everyone had decided to sleep downstairs so they were faster to find if someone was to hurry into the house to get them and almost everyone was sleeping soundly, all except Sam who had disappeared upstairs an hour earlier and Dylan.
It was all her fault. She pushed Freddie into the river and caused him to disappear. Dylan thought to himself, trying to explain his horrible rudeness he had had towards her for most of the day, but then a small voice in the back of his head said But the look on her face every time you snapped at her made it obvious she regretted it.
Sighing, Dylan decided to get up to find Sam, quietly stepping over Jack's sleeping body on the floor near him and then going upstairs. Heading down the hallway, Dylan noticed Freddie's door closed and when he reached it, he soon noticed the soft sobbing sounds coming from behind it and he bit his lip, staring at the door before leaning against it and sliding down it.
"I know you're in there Sam." He said softly and the crying sounds almost instantly stopped.
"What do you want?" She asked and Dylan leant his head back when he heard the shake in her voice.
"I'm sorry for being so horrible earlier." He said.
"Don't be. I deserved it." She replied.
"That's not true. It was an accident." Dylan said and Sam let out another soft sob.
"Let me in?" He asked and Sam went quiet, no sound coming from her for a moment before Dylan heard the unlocking of the door and he got up as Sam opened the door and showed her tear stained face.
"Come here." Dylan said and Sam wiped her face before stepping closer and letting Dylan hug her.
"Let's go back downstairs and get some sleep okay? We can go back out in the morning when we've had some sleep. I promise I won't be so mean anymore." He said and Sam nodded, letting him keep an arm around her and gently pull her back downstairs, smiling slightly when Dylan pulled his sleeping back closer to hers and then closing her eyes.
"I'm sorry." followed by rustling was all Dylan remembered hearing before he passed out from exhaustion.
When morning rolled around, Dylan felt someone shaking him and he groaned, rolling onto his back and opening one eye to see Carly and Clara sitting next to him looking worried.
"What's going on?" He asked tiredly.
"We can't find Sam." Carly said and Dylan's eyes flew open as he sat up.
"What? I talked to her not… 5 hours ago." He said when he looked at the clock and the girls looked at each other.
"Then where is she?" Clara asked and Dylan frowned, trying to think. That's when he remembered her last words and realisation washed over him.
"She went out to look for him. I need to call dad." He said and Clara handed him his phone from the coffee table which had been pushed to the side.
"Dylan? What's going on?" Leonard asked when he picked up.
"Is Sam with you?" He asked.
"No. I thought she was back at the house." Leonard replied and Dylan ran his fingers through his hair.
"Are you near Elliot?" He asked as he got up and he heard Leonard call out Elliot's name and then Elliot yell back.
"He's here." Leonard replied and Dylan shoved his shoes on, having slept in his black and grey track pants and a long sleeved grey shirt with three buttons on it.
"Tell him to meet me at that altar thing in the forest. It's important." Dylan said.
"That thing is at least 5 miles from the house and about 8 from where we are." Leonard said.
"We can both run pretty fast. Just tell him to meet me there." Dylan said before hanging up and then racing upstairs, Clara following close behind.
"What are you going to do?" She asked as Dylan opened the cupboard he had in his room and he grabbed the demon ashes, a needle and 2 medical pipettes.
"I'm going to find Sam. She's not with dad and that means she went off by herself and that's bad with that stupid wolf Talia around." Dylan said, shoving the ashes into his backpack and then going back to the cupboard to grab a jar full of a silvery liquid.
"What is that?" Clara asked as he put it in his bag.
"My blood. Or my blood when I have my powers turned on." Dylan said.
"Your blood goes silver when you're using your power? And how did you get that much blood?" Clara asked.
"Needles." He said like it was an obvious thing and Clara sighed before pointing at the needle.
"What's that needle for?" She asked.
"Oh. I need some of your blood. I wouldn't ask unless I needed it." He said and Clara looked at him in confusion and worry.
"Why my blood?"
"Because you can see the future and I need to know where Sam is. Trust me. It makes no sense but it works." He said and Clara sighed.
"Fine. But do it quickly." She said and Dylan nodded, taking her arm and pulling her sleeve up.
"Ready?" He asked and she nodded. However, what she wasn't ready for was when he pushed down on a pressure point on her hand and she froze, her brain suddenly filling with an image of Talia leaping and snarling, almost about to bite what Clara thought was her face when something hard slammed into the side of her face and caused her to fall.
"What… was… that?" Clara asked when she came back to normal, Dylan having gotten her blood and now putting a tissue over her arm where the needle had been.
"I found a way to cause your visions." He replied, holding up the needle to show red blood in it with a turquoise colour swirled through it.
"That's my blood?" Clara asked and Dylan nodded, getting a small jar out of the cupboard.
"When you're seeing the future yes. Good thing it doesn't happen all that often huh." Dylan said and Clara nodded, watching as he transferred the blood to the jar and then closed it, putting that in his bag and then putting the needle in a bin that was hidden in the bottom of the cupboard and then closing and locking the cupboard with magic.
"It's better than having a key around." He said as he zipped up his bag and then threw it on his back.
"Okay. Stay here and make sure nothing happens. I'll send a message when we've got Sam." Dylan said as the two hurried back downstairs and Clara nodded.
"Dylan, be careful." She said as he went to the back door and he nodded before hurrying out, sliding through the hole in the fence and then sprinting away.
Running as fast as he possibly could, Dylan managed to reach the altar in just half an hour and as soon as he got there he collapsed to his knees in exhaustion, Elliot soon appearing and looking seriously confused as to how Dylan was already there.
"I don't even know. All I know is that everything passed in a blur." He said breathlessly when Elliot asked.
"Maybe your powers help you run faster. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised." Elliot said and Dylan shrugged, pushing himself to his feet and then going to the stone table with a pentagram on it.
"What's with the blood? I can smell it." Elliot said and Dylan sighed, opening his bag and pulling the things out of his bag, setting them around the pentagram.
"Stand across from me and stand as still as you can." Dylan told Elliot and he nodded, doing that and staring at Dylan as he opened the jars of blood, using the pipettes to get the blood out of each and then putting the lids back on them.
"Hecate, commoda nobis invenire potentiam tuam amicum vestrum. (Hecate, lend us your power to find our friend.)" Dylan said in Latin as he put a five drops of his silver blood in the centre of the pentagram for each point of the star, doing the same with Clara's blood and then putting the pipettes down to the side. Lifting up the jar of demon ashes, Dylan grabbed a handful and sprinkled it around the circle, putting the leftover back in the jar as the pentagram lit up.
Looking at Elliot as the blood transformed into a ball and lifted into the air, he could see how scared he was and he let out a small breath before putting his hands out, waiting for Elliot to do the same and then grabbing his wrists, letting his power run through him.
"Jeez. That feels weird." Elliot said and Dylan nodded before looking at the ball, watching it grow bigger and then float up to the height of Dylan's head, an image of Sam walking through the forest appearing in it.
"Is that Sam?" Elliot asked and Dylan nodded.
"And I know where she is." He replied before dropping Elliot's arms and poking the ball so it popped, the pentagram losing the glow.
"Let's go." Dylan said once he had everything back in his bag and Elliot nodded, letting Dylan take the lead.
Out in the forest, Sam was walking with her arms wrapped tight around her, the chill in the air getting to her as she had forgotten her jacket the night before in her hurry to get out of the house.
"Where are you Freddie?" Sam asked herself quietly as she stopped to look around her surroundings and she sighed, pulling her backpack off and kneeling down to pull her water bottle out.
Looking around in front of her as she took her drink, Sam heard twigs crack behind her and she frowned, closing her water bottle and slowly putting it away. Slowly standing up and turning around, Sam was shocked to find a wolf but when it snarled at her, she quickly bent back down and pulled out her butter-sock.
"Alright. If that's how you want to play, come at me." Sam growled back and the wolf snarled again, backing up a bit before running and leaping. Right before the wolf bit her however, Sam swung the sock and smacked the wolf in the jaw hard, causing it to fall to the ground right beside Sam who had already gotten a small distance from it.
"Come on." Sam yelled at it as it got up and it ran at her again, Sam leaping out of its way causing it to slam into a tree headfirst, making it lose its balance and orientation.
"Is that all you've got?" She asked and the wolf stumbled, growling at her when it finally was able to stand on all legs properly. It then leaped at Sam and she swung her butter sock again, swinging it like a lasso and then spinning, letting go of the butter-sock and throwing right into the wolf's face, making it yelp, Sam quickly leaping forward to grab the sock and then rolling out of the wolf's way as it snapped at her, narrowly missing her arm. Before Sam even had a chance to get up, a loud snarl came from behind her and she spun while standing, her eyes going wide when she saw Elliot standing there with bright yellow eyes and fangs bared, Dylan close behind with an impressed and angry look on his face.
"3 against one Talia." Dylan said and the wolf growled, looking and snarling at Sam before turning and sprinting away.
"Are you alright?" Dylan asked when Talia was gone and Elliot was back to normal and Sam nodded, walking shakily back over to her bag and picking it up.
"Is that a sock of butter?" Elliot asked and Sam nodded, eyeing him uneasily for a moment.
"You aren't going to like, attack me are you?" She asked and Elliot shook his head.
"Don't worry. If I did Freddie would kill me and he already almost did that in the street." Elliot said and Sam frowned.
"That was you? How di- I don't want to know." Sam said and Elliot shrugged.
"What were you thinking coming out here all by yourself?" Dylan asked a moment later and Sam sighed.
"That I was going to find him and bring him home. I mean, I'm the reason he's gone so I should be the one that finds him." She replied and Elliot frowned.
"How do you even know where to look? I have super good smell and I can't even find his scent." Elliot said.
"That's because he was in water. And also I followed my instincts and just thought like Freddie would." Sam said.
"But that doesn't explain how you got all the way out here. It's miles from anything. Wouldn't he have gone towards town?" Dylan said and Sam nodded.
"No. Freddie is smart so if he doesn't want to be found he would run deeper into the forest, not towards town. It's something he learnt from me, to run." Sam replied.
"How do you know he's not still in the water?" Elliot asked and Sam walked them over to a tree a little further back that had blood streaked down it, burnt wood from a fire and an empty water can lying nearby.
"How did you find this? It's so hidden." Elliot said.
"I told you. Instincts. Look in the spots you wouldn't normally think to look. Like behind a tree." Sam said.
"How do you know that this is where Freddie was?" Dylan asked and Sam pulled a bit of fabric out of her bag.
"It's from his shirt. I memorised what he was wearing." Sam replied, handing it to Dylan who sighed.
"This smells like Freddie's blood but there's no trail after this." He said and Sam nodded.
"He was carried somewhere. Look. If you walk this way you can see drops of blood every few feet. Whoever found him must have carried him out of the river, sat him here overnight and then carried him away. And the blood is still not fully dry so it wasn't that long ago either." Sam replied.
"Maybe now I can pick up his scent." Elliot said, he and Dylan following Sam who had started walking the way she had been before the attack, and Sam shook her head.
"Whoever was carrying him was smart enough to cover his tracks. Except for the blood trail, there's nothing else to find him with. Unless of course you're trained to follow even the most hidden of trails which I don't think any of us are." Sam said.
"This is all from your instincts?" Dylan asked.
"Yep. I guess tracking must come from my dad's side of the family. He left before I could find out." She said and the boys looked at each other for a moment before looking back, hoping that Sam was leading them the right way to Freddie.
Much, much deeper in the forest several hours later, the trees a lot closer together with thick trunks and roots showing out of the ground, Jeremiah and Freddie were sitting amongst the tree roots, hidden in them, and Freddie was looking pale and was shaking, blood trailing down his back from the neck wound that was still bleeding.
"I thought werewolves healed faster than this." Jeremiah said as he tried to clean the wound and Freddie whimpered, Jeremiah having touched the cut.
"I guess not serious injuries." Freddie said before coughing, Jeremiah patting his back.
"We need to get you somewhere warm or you'll get hypothermia." He said and Freddie just leant against the roots.
"I think I already have it." He said in a rough voice and Jeremiah frowned, staring at Freddie for a moment before shrugging his jacket off and then wrapping it around Freddie's shoulders, watching as the shivering Freddie pulled it tighter around himself.
"For someone that lives out in the forest you're very clean." Freddie said a few minutes later and Jeremiah smiled, wrapping a bandage that he had around Freddie neck in a hope to slow the bleeding.
"Where I live has a bath. I would have gotten you there faster but you're in no condition to transport by magic." He said and Freddie looked up at him.
"You're magic?" He asked and Jeremiah nodded.
"I can teleport places. I refused to use it for most of my life unless absolutely needed but then I decided to move away from everyone so it's become a part of everyday life. I can also occasionally see the future and if I try really hard I can read minds." He said and Freddie looked back down.
"My friend Clara can see the future." He said.
"Must be fun for her when she has visions." Jeremiah said and Freddie weakly smiled.
"You could say that." He replied before sighing and then closing his eyes.
"Hey. Don't go back to sleep. You almost died again." He said and Freddie opened an eye and glared at him.
"Unless you want me to wolf out and attack you, let me sleep." He said and Jeremiah sighed.
"Fine. But if you die it's your own fault." He said and Freddie weakly nodded before curling in on himself, still shivering badly.
"Please just make it through the night buddy." Jeremiah whispered when Freddie had passed out just moments later, his breathing rough and his face paler then it was just 2 minutes before.
"Just make it kid."
It was right in the middle of the night when everything had gone dead silent when Sam, Elliot and Dylan were jerked from their slumber having been so exhausted they had just passed out. They were all disoriented for a moment before a scream like howl soared through the air and Elliot leapt up, his eyes automatically lighting up.
"That's Freddie." He said and Sam and Dylan quickly stood, shoving their bags onto their backs quickly.
"Are you sure?" Dylan asked and Elliot nodded, whining loudly and flinching when the howl sounded through the air again before turning, grabbing Dylan's and Sam's arms, and then shooting off, Dylan and Sam almost falling over at the speed and strength they were being pulled at. When Elliot finally let them go, they both dropped to the floor with a huff, Elliot just jumping down the hill, doing a roll to land well and then spinning to see Freddie laying on the ground groaning, an older man near him looking at his leg which was trapped in a bear trap.
"How did you ge – never mind." Jeremiah said when he saw Elliot's eyes and Elliot looked at Freddie, taking in his blue lips and pale face as Sam and Dylan slid down.
"Oh my god. Freddie." Sam said and Freddie looked at her, Sam and Dylan racing over.
"What happened?" Sam asked Jeremiah.
"He fell asleep and then must have started sleep walking. I was woken by his howling and transported here." He said and Dylan looked at him.
"You can transport?" He asked and Jeremiah nodded.
"Get this thing off of me." Freddie growled in agony and Elliot looked at it, Freddie letting out another howl when Elliot just slightly touched it and then reaching out and grabbing Sam's hand, digging his nails into her arm.
"There's only one way to get it off. I have to rip it open." Elliot said.
"Do it!" Freddie all but screamed and Elliot nodded, Sam taking Freddie hand so he wasn't breaking her wrist.
"Okay. In Three… Two… One." Elliot said before gripping the bear trap and pulling, Freddie screaming out in agony as Elliot pulled.
"Pull harder Elliot." Dylan yelled and Elliot did just that, his entire body tensing up as he pulled at the trap with everything he had, getting it far enough apart for Jeremiah to get Freddie's leg out and then letting go, a loud snap filing the air as Elliot collapsed from effort.
"It's already healing." Dylan said and Freddie dropped his head back onto the ground and swallowed.
"I think I might puke." Freddie mumbled and Sam ran her hand up and down his arm before looking worriedly at Dylan and Elliot.
"He's as cold as ice." Sam said and Jeremiah sighed before sitting Freddie up, Freddie groaning in protest and then falling onto Sam who almost fell back from his weight, that moment being when she noticed the back of his shirt being covered in blood, his neck wrapped in a bandage that was full of blood.
"What happened to his neck?" Sam asked.
"It was like that when I dragged him out of the river. He also has bruises on his chest from CPR." Jeremiah said and Sam looked mortified.
"He was dead?" She asked and Jeremiah nodded. Sam then looked down at Freddie as Elliot grabbed his leg, causing him to jolt in Sam's arms.
"His leg isn't healing anymore." Elliot said and Jeremiah stared at Freddie, his grey eyes glazing over for a good minute before he turned to Sam.
"He's thinking about you pushing him off the cliff and calling him a freak. He's refusing to heal himself because he thinks it's true." Jeremiah said and Dylan raised an eyebrow.
"How do you know that?" He asked.
"I read his mind dummy." Jeremiah replied and Dylan looked impressed before Freddie's groan pulled their attention back to him, his groan coming from Sam moving him more upright and pressing her lips to his ear.
"You're not a freak. You're anything but a freak. You're an amazing person and I love you, werewolf and I. Please, please let yourself get better. I can't lose you." Sam whispered and Elliot looked away. Sam's words seemed to do the trick however as moments later, Freddie's leg started to heal more and Freddie moved to curl into Sam, his body still frozen.
"We need to get him somewhere warm." Sam said and Jeremiah stood.
"I can transport you to where Freddie and I stayed last night. I can walk you to the river from there and you should be able to find your way back to town." Jeremiah said and Sam nodded, Jeremiah helping Sam stand an exhausted Freddie up.
"You won't come with us?" Elliot asked and Jeremiah shook his head.
"I prefer the woods. Less noise and people. Let's just go okay?" He said and Dylan nodded, Dylan grabbing Jeremiah's arm and Elliot's Sam's, Jeremiah's and Sam's arms around Freddie. Jeremiah then took a deep breath and did a small twist, the three conscious teens feeling their entire bodies twist and lurch, their feet leaving the ground for a few seconds before slamming back down onto it, grunting at the sudden contact and then falling to their knees, Jeremiah just chuckling at them and still holding Freddie up.
"It takes a bit to get used to. Now let's go." Jeremiah said and the teens got back up, Elliot taking over for Jeremiah so he could lead so it was he and Sam dragging Freddie along.
"Okay. This is where we part ways." Jeremiah said and Dylan nodded, shaking his hand.
"Thank you for saving my brother." He said and Jeremiah smiled and nodded at him, before turning to Freddie and grabbing his face, Freddie struggling to open his eyes to look at him.
"You know where to go if you need to find me again alright?" Jeremiah said and Freddie nodded weakly.
"Thanks." He slurred and Jeremiah sighed before letting him go, stepping back, and then disappearing on the spot.
"Come on. Let's get home."
"I can't get anything." Jasper told Leonard as they looked and Leonard sighed.
"Where is he?" He wondered, running his fingers through his hair, and Jasper looked around before turning back.
"I can use my powers. I've been running these forests for years. I can find him." He said.
"You don't have to." Dylan said from behind them and Jasper and Leonard looked to see Sam and Elliot holding Freddie up, Freddie leaning more into Sam with his eyes closed.
"Freddie!" Leonard said before racing over and Freddie whined softly as he lifted his head up and forced his eyes open.
"M tired." He mumbled and Leonard put his hand on his cheek.
"You're freezing. And you have a bandage around your neck. Jasper, call everyone in and then get an ambulance." He said and Jasper raced over to the car.
"How did you find him?" Leonard asked and Dylan and Elliot looked at Sam.
"She went looking in the middle of the night. She said she followed her instincts and just went deep into the forest because Freddie runs when he doesn't want to be found." Elliot said and Leonard looked at Sam.
"Thank you Samantha. But how did your instincts lead you into the forest?" He asked.
"Her dad." Freddie mumbled and Sam sighed.
"Come on. Let's go get warm." Sam said and Freddie nodded, letting her lead him away, holding him up every time he tripped over.
Over a week went by before Freddie was mostly recovered except for a cough and it was time for Carly, Brad, Gibby, Spencer and Sam to go. Sam and Freddie had made their relationship official in that time and, while everyone was glad for them, they were worried how they were going to make it work so far away from each other.
"It's just, Sam is going to be in LA and you here. That's a long way away." Carly said when they were saying goodbye and Sam and Freddie looked at each other.
"That's why I decided to move here." Sam said and Spencer's, Brad's, Gibby's, Carly's and Dylan's, who was standing near them, jaws dropped.
"To Silver Falls?" Spencer asked and Sam nodded, putting her arm around Freddie as he tried to hold back a cough.
"I talked to my mum and Clara's mum and they both agreed to let me move here. I'll be living with Clara in one of the spare rooms because Claudia was against me living here which I guess is fair enough." Sam replied and Freddie smiled kissing the top of her head.
"Well, either way I'm happy so it doesn't bother me all that much." Freddie replied and the others smiled.
"I'm glad you're happy. But we really have to go now." Spencer said and Freddie sighed, breaking away from Sam to give the others a hug and then putting his arms around Sam again as the others piled into the car.
"I love you." Freddie said and Sam smiled, leaning up to kiss him.
"I love you too. See you next week." Sam said and Freddie nodded, waving as she got into the car and waiting until they had driven away before turning to go inside.
"I'm going to go to Riley's now. His dad invited me to watch a ball game with them and who am I to say no?" Dylan asked and Freddie rolled his eyes.
"Just go. See you later." He said and Dylan nodded, Freddie shaking his head and coughing as he walked inside and closed the door, almost bumping into Leonard who was standing close by with his arms crossed.
"Whoa. Didn't see you there." Freddie said and Leonard gave him a hard look.
"I know that you're a werewolf."