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Chapter 10:

Live and Let Go.

"Where is she?! Where is Adveana?! Let me see her!" Stiles tried to break through the large group of police that were on the scene. Spotting his dad, he ran up to him instead. "Where's Adveana?! Dad! Look at me!" His father gave him a saddened look and glanced at the house behind him. "What happened here?! The bodies.. what bodies dad? Please tell me she didn't try to.. not.. not again.." Stiles tried not to break down but he failed.

Tears fell from his eyes as his father wrapped his arms around him. "It's the body of her parents. Her father killed her mother and there was another body. Female. It wasn't Adveana." Stiles pulled away and looked up at his father. Relieved. "Then where is she? Is she ok?" He sighed and shook his head. "Go to the hospital. Someone brought a body there an hour ago. I might.. I'm.. I'm sorry son."

Stiles' heart fell. He couldn't have lost one of his friends like that. He just saw her that day, smiling and laughing and being obnoxious with her boyfriend. He jumped in his jeep and sped all the way to the hospital. Once there, he ran in and found Isaac. When he looked up, Stiles saw that Isaac's eyes were red, as if he had been crying. His hands were dirty. His body was covered in mud.

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" Stiles knew better than picking a fight with a werewolf, but at this point, he didn't care anymore. "I didn't do anything! I.. I found her! She.. God, she…" Isaac choked out a sob and buried his head in his hands. "There was nothing I could do.. Nothing.. She.. she was.. so cold.."

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School wasn't where Isaac wanted to be. He didn't want to hear their comments. He didn't want to see their looks of pity. Instead, he sat at the hospital. His hand covering Adveana's cold one. Her lips were cracked and her breathing was shallow. Her eyes were dead when she looked at him. "Hey beautiful." Instead of looking at him, she tilted her head the other way.

Isaac couldn't stand that she had become so closed off to him. He let her hand go and walked out of her room. "How is she doing in there?" Ms McCall looked at him as he walked up to her desk. "She hasn't changed. She won't talk." Isaac was hurting. Adveana was hurting. He felt like they were slowly falling apart.

"It'll get better. She just needs to know that you're there for her Isaac." She reached over and rubbed his hand. "Don't worry. She'll be back to normal." He nodded and turned to go back into Adveana's room. Instead of taking her hand, he moved her over and laid beside her. Something he didn't think about doing before. Almost instantly, she fell into his side, and began crying.

On her lap, there was the newspaper. The picture of her 'parents' staring at her. "Seemingly normal couple are the reason behind disappearences. Girl missing for 16 years finally found." Adveana held him tightly as she let it out. Isaac threw the paper to the side and rubbed her back, kissing the top of her head, hoping that it would calm her down. When he thought he could get her to talk to him, Sheriff Stilinski walked in. Isaac was forced to leave, and sit outside while he, and another woman talked to Adveana.

"Even though they weren't your parents, they left you a great deal of money. We found your real mother and she had also left some money in your name. Your real name is Mionette." There was silence, and Isaac guessed they were waiting for her to answer. "Your real father wants to see you. You have a choice to go back with him." Isaac's heart stopped. He never realized that there was a possibility of her leaving with her real family. "Can, I just stay with you? I .. I don't.. want to go with strangers.. I.. I want to go to your home.." Her voice was weak and hoarse. But it still relieved Isaac. "Of course Adveana. Stiles will be happy to hear that. We'll have your things moved-" Adveana spoke up. "No. I don't want those things in your house.. Not when.. they.. those people.. they.. murdered.. no. just no.. No no no no.." Her voice was frantic and Isaac had enough.

Barging into the room, he took her into his arms and let her sob. "Can you guys leave us alone? She can't handle this. Everything she's ever.. everything, it was a lie to her.. She can't.. don't.. don't make her go through this.." He held her tightly and watched as they nodded. They walked out and Isaac smoothed the back of her head. "She… she tried to protect me.. and.. she died… both of my mothers died.. protecting me.."

Isaac didn't know what to do, besides listen. "How come I never saw the signs? Why.. why was I so.. so.." Her voice fell even lower. "I'm so stupid" Isaac pulled her back and made her look at him. "You are not stupid! I never, and I mean never want to hear you say that again ok? You didn't know. No one knew. It isn't your fault." Adveana tried to look away but he wouldn't let her. "No one Vee." She nodded in agreement and he pulled her back in.

"You should be getting home Isaac. You have school." He shook his head and rested it on the top of hers. "I'm not going back until you do. I want to make sure you're ok.." There was silence between them and the pain medication that she was taking, kicked in, making her drowsy. "Isaac?" Her voice was soft, and her hand intertwined with his. "Yeah?" She moved closer to his side and sighed softly. "I lo.. I.. you're so sweet…" He chuckled as she quickly fell asleep.

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Adveana set her bags down on her bed and looked at Stiles standing in the doorway. "How are you feeling?" She looked around and shrugged. "I don't know yet. I'm done grieving… So.. I guess.. I feel, .." Shrugging again, she sighed. He nodded in understanding and she noticed the folder in his hand. "What's that?"

Stiles twisted his mouth into a weird shape and strummed his fingers against the file. "Sit down, and I'll tell you." She did as she was told and he quickly took a seat across from her. "So…?" He gave her a long hard look and then glanced down. "I copied it from my dad's office. It's the background on your fake parents, and your real mother and father."

Her blood ran cold and he spoke quietly. "You don't have to read it.. If you don't want.. I mean.. I just thought you might want to know what he knew.. Or knows." She narrowed her eyes and spoke as she stared at her fingers. "Is he going to send me to my real father or something?" Stiles shook his head and reached out for her hand. "No. My dad would never do that to you.."

Adveana nodded and there was a long awkward silence before she spoke again. "Read it to me." Stiles looked at her surprised before opening the folder. "What do you want to hear about first?" She leaned back in her bed and gave a saddened smirk. "I don't want to hear any of it. But read me the first page."
Looking to make sure that she was ok, he cleared his throat.

"Daniel Turner. Aka, Daniel Bates. Convicted of 3 rapes when he was 17. Spent 5 years in prison. Got out on parole and stayed under the radar. Married to Bridget Bates. Formally known as Bridget Dockings. His father used to torture him as a child. There's countless paper work here on what he told his therapist in prison." He flipped through some papers skipped through some parts that didn't seem interesting.

"Bridget Dockings. Well.. she was normal. There wasn't anything wrong with her.. wait.." He stopped and raised a brow. "What? What's there?" Adveana sat up and moved over to where he sat, setting herself on the desk. "She was in countless abusive relationships. Each man in question went missing, and was never found. She had 2 kids, but had given them up." He looked at Adveana and saw that she was teary eyed. "But she took me! She gave up her own and kept her victims daughter!"

Stiles reached out and took her hand. "Look. I'm sure Daniel did it all. In your statement, you said that she couldn't leave you there to die when you were a baby. Maybe she was ready by then. She wanted to make right Adveana. And she tried to save you. You can't hate her entirely." Adveana crossed her arms and looked away. "I never said I hated her."

It was the truth. Adveana couldn't hate the woman that lied to her. Sure, they were murderers. But Bridget warned him against hurting her. She cared about her. She raised her. She made up for what she did. But she also murdered innocent girls right under her nose. Adveana started to feel disgust and Stiles could see it.

"Liliana Mionette." At the sound of her name, Adveana perked up. Stiles handed her a picture and watched as her tears fell. "You look like her." A smile spread across her face as she looked at it. "She was a college student. Pre-med. Worked on the school paper. Like you." Adveana put the picture down and shook her head. "I don't.. Please… no more Stiles.." He nodded and glanced down. "What about your dad?"

Stiles wanted to know. He didn't read it before he made copies. He wanted to know. "What's his name?" Knowing that sparking her curiosity always worked in his favor, he skimmed down the page with a small triumphant smirk. "Jared. Jared Mionette. According to this, he married your mom when she was pregnant with you.." Adveana sighed and got to her feet. "I want to sleep. I don't.. I .. I don't.. This.. it's too much Sty.." Fully closing the folder he placed it on the desk. "That's fine. I'm sorry." Adveana shook her head and shot him a smile. "It's not you Stiles. I just.. It's.. it's soo much you know? I .. Too much has happened and, I'm lost.."

He could see it in her eyes, but he knew there was nothing he could say to make it better. "I'll leave this here for you. Good night Ana." He hugged her softly and quietly left the room. Adveana waited until she heard his door close before silently making her way towards her window. She wanted to sneak out, to get away, but something was stopping her. Maybe it was fear?

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Stiles gripped the steering wheel as Adveana leaned her head against the window. "Dad just doesn't think it's safe for you to ride with Isaac. You can't blame him." She sighed and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Isaac was on his bike behind them. "He's been getting me for a month and some change now, does it really matter…?"

Isaac could feel the unease in Stiles' jeep. When they got to the school, he parked near them and immediately took Adveana in his arms. "Hey, we can go somewhere if you don't want to be here." She shook her head and stood on her tip toes. "I'm not going to let this phase me." Her lips pressed against his chin as he gave her a stern look.

Eventhough her words sounded strong, her voice was unsure. Isaac nodded and held her hand tightly as she led him back into the school. Almost instantly, he heard the whispers. He saw the way they all looked at her. Their eyes full of pity. Some even casted their gaze downwards, as if looking at her would cause bad luck.

"I can't believe she came back. Her parents were murderers.."

"She needs to get out of here. No one wants her at this school."

"Poor Isaac, he could've been the next one on their list. Why is he still with her."

"She looks so damaged. How can he deal with being the one that found her?"

Adveana let him go and spoke quietly. "I want to be alone for-" He took her hand back into his own and gave her a soft smile. "Too bad. You're stuck with me Vee. I'm not leaving your side until I know you're ok." As she looked up at him, he could see the blood rush to her cheeks. Her heart sped up, showing him that she was happy with his answer.

Before she could speak, she was met by Jess. "Adveana…" Her voice trailed off as she looked at Isaac. "I didn't think you'd be coming back here.." Adveana adjusted her bag and raised a brow. "Why wouldn't I? It's the middle of the school year. I can't just skip out." She smiled at her friend, and Jess gave her a long weird look. "What?"

Jess glanced at Isaac again before shaking her head. "Let's just get to class. Think you can leave your boyfriend for two minutes?" Their faces erupted in a smile and Jess put her arm around her smaller friend. "For a second there, I was afraid you wanted to ditch me.." The silence that passed between them was only broken with even more smiles and a giggle or two as they walked down the hall.

Isaac watched her leave and Erica came up behind him. "I can't believe she came back after everything that happened.." Isaac dropped his head and walked while looking at the ground. "She's not as fine as she looks…" Erica gave him a concerned look as they both started down the hall. "What do you mean?"

She had been laying there. Her window was closed and Isaac couldn't get in without breaking it. He wanted to make sure she was ok. He wanted to protect her like he had promised. Adveana lay there, covered in her own sweat, tossing and turning in her bed. Silent whimpers escaping her lips as the minutes passed. Soon they turned into cries for help. She turned more violently under the sheets, her arms going around her face in a defensive position. Soon, a series of loud screams cut through the night and the Sheriff came rushing in, shaking her from her nightmares. "Adveana! Shhh.. shhh, it's ok. They can't hurt you anymore.." She clung to him tightly, unable to hide her fear, or keep the brave face she wore during the day. Stiles stood in the doorway, his sleepy eyes concerned as he watched his friend hug his father as if she would drown. Isaac wanted to be the one to hold her. To comfort her in her time of need. For now, he would have to watch her suffer, and he hated that…

Erica looked away. "Oh. How are you holding up?" Isaac sighed and glanced at her. "I'm doing better than she is. But, there are times when I wonder how I can be so strong for her, and still do so little.." He felt like he should be doing more, but he didn't know what. Instead of talking more about it, he made his way to class, dropping the subject all together.

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Adveana was alone at her new house. Stiles and his dad, both left in a hurry, and she didn't feel like tagging along. She tried to concentrate on her homework, but flashes of what happened to her kept jumping up. How her father beat her, unable to really kill her. She guessed that he hoped burying her alive would do the trick. Sadly, it left mental scars that no one would ever see.

Her nightmares of that day, were the only things keeping her from sleep. She stayed up as late as she possibly could, trying to avoid it, but knowing she couldn't. Just as she was about to give up on her homework, she heard a soft tapping on her window.

Looking up, she found Isaac there, his head looking down as if he felt bad for disturbing her. Quickly rushing to her window, she let him in and threw her arms around him. "What are you doing here?" Her voice was soft, not wanting agitate the silence between them. "I wanted to make sure you were ok. I haven't heard from you .. I.. I got, a little worried."

He led her over to her bed and felt as her arms gripped him tighter. "I told you, you don't have to worry about me." She cracked a smile he knew he should've believe. They sat there, staring at each other before he spoke again. "I promised to make sure nothing happened to you. I'm going to try to make it up to you.." Holding her face in his hands, he pressed his lips against her nose. "Finding you that day, was the scariest moment of my life. You were so cold Vee. I thought, I thought that maybe…" Isaac looked down, pressing his forehead against hers. "I thought you were dead."

Adveana pulled away, her brow raised. Isaac was confused as to why, before he finally realized what he said. "You're the one that found me? Papa Stilinski said.. that.. no.." She pulled fully away, getting to her feet. Her eyes narrowed at him as she crossed her arms. "How did you find me Isaac? You weren't there. You didn't see where he buried me. You couldn't hear my screams.."

Her heart was beating a million miles a minute. He could hear it in her chest. He could smell her fear. Adveana looked at him. Isaac wasn't the boy she knew. There was something different about him that she hadn't noticed. Maybe caring for him blinded her. She stuck around when she knew she would've left, had he had been some other guy. Isaac constantly lied to her. Where she once had all his attention, she could see that it had split in two and she had to fight for what she could get.

"ANSWER ME ISAAC! What's going on?!" She was starting to panic. Maybe he knew? Maybe he was in on it, but felt the guilt? "You've changed. And I know that I said you'd change for the better, but it hasn't been better Isaac. You.. you .. don't hang around as much as you used to. You're always with the Derek guy.. How do I know that you're not like every guy out there. Keeping me because I'm sort of prize?" She turned towards the door, her voice dropping low. "The only thing that hasn't changed are the lies. You still lie to me.. Eventhough I'm your girlfriend.."

Isaac could see that she was hurt. With everything that happened, being strong wasn't something she could do. "Tell me the truth.. Just once.. please..?" That was it. He heard her voice in a half sob and couldn't keep it together. He was the one that caused her pain this time, and he couldn't bear to do it again. "Promise me, that you won't think differently ok?" Turning to look at him, she nodded. "Isaac,.." He closed his eyes, afraid to see her reaction as he slowly released some of his anger. The only thing that broke the silence of her room, was the small gasp that escaped her lips. "Isaac..?"…

**Ah, this chapter felt like it just dragged on for me.. I'll make the next one better.. :D Review please!