Tangible-Teen Wolf
Erica smiled and kissed her mate.
"Derek said no turning."
"Too bad you aren't the alpha." Brigitte whined. Brigitte also really wanted a scissor sandwich with her sexy werewolf, but after an awkward conversation with Derek who explained lycanthropy could also be passed through a female engaged in sexual activity, she knew they couldn't. Erica looked like she had an idea.
"You're a genius, Brigitte!" Erica kissed her again.
"I know,but ugh, how?"
"All I have to do is become an Alpha. Then I can turn you." Erica explained.
"But how? You'd have to kill Derek and he's tough." Brigitte pointed out. Erica nodded sadly. Then her eyes lit up again.
"The alpha pack!" She exclaimed. Brigitte smiled. Her girlfriend was the genius. She stood up and Erica followed her outside.
"This means I'll have to leave for awhile, but I'll come back for you." Erica kissed her. Brigitte held on as long as possible, before Erica turned away. Brigitte stood and cried abit, before returning the Hale mansion.
"Where. Have. You. Been? Where's Erica?" Derek yelled.
"Kidnapped*breath* by Gerard, he's dead. Erica ran away." Brigitte reported. Derek looked skeptical on the last one.
"If she ran, why "
"She wanted to do something to help me. I'm not sure what it was, but she'll be gone awhile." Brigitte was almost in tears. Derek looked around. Scott glanced at Isaac who locked met his compassionate mate's gaze with something in his eyes. Sympathy, sadness and... love for the pack. Brigitte was scared without Erica. Scott reached for her, to hold her while she cried because no one else was stepping up to do it. Brigitte continued crying into the night.
After 2 months, Brigitte settled into a steady rountine without Erica. Most of it entitled breakdowns and a lot of time with the pack, but they didn't mind after awhile. They'd defeated the Kanima and Jackson turned into a werewolf(which did nothing for his superiority complex). He sometimes teased Brigitte, but Scott would growl at him. They brought Peter back from the dead and the alpha pack was closer than Derek anticipated. They were abit outside town now. Brigitte prayed Erica was okay and would come back to her. She was starting to lose hope. Maybe Erica was dead. Maybe she wasn't coming back. Maybe she...Brigitte didn't want to finish the thought. She laid back on the bed and once again cried herself to sleep.
The next morning, Brigitte didn't get out of bed. Or the next morning. Or the next. It was like she was dead. Or at least, wanted to be. Yet she never vocalised the words "I want to die." her silence spoke volumes. Life without Erica was killing her.