"What do you mean Paige," Jeremy asked.

"I don't know," she pursed her lips, "but it's not good news, at any rate."

"How do you know?" Lucas questioned, pressing for more details.

"I just… I feel it in my gut. We're missing something. Why would someone put Elena in a coma?"

"You think it was intentional," Clay grunted, looking more irritated than ever.

"It has to be."

"Well, if nothing else, it's a great distraction technique," Adam interjected. "Is there any reason that someone would want to remove Elena from the situation temporarily?"

"I suppose to distract us from something else," Jeremy muttered. "As far as I know there isn't anything else happening in the area though. How can you be sure it's temporary?"

"I can't." Paige bit down on her lip again, harder. "I just think that we're missing something."

She turned to Clay, "Look, don't kill me, but is there any way that we can test Elena's blood?"

"Why?" Clay asked disgruntledly.

"I just… I have a theory. It won't get us anywhere though, unless we find out if Elena's unconsciousness is caused by a disease, rather than an enchantment."

"What do you want us to look for?" Jeremy asked quizzically.

"Sulphur," Paige replied.

"I thought that we had ruled out the possibility of demonic possession," Lucas asked.

The others turned, as they could hear Adam chuckling. He leant against the door, his arms crossed in front of him and was intrigued by Paige's current line of thought.

"I don't know what you're all looking at me for," he shrugged, a curved smile playing across his lips.

"What, in all this, is so funny?" Clay asked, looking as if he was about to put Adam's head through the door where he was standing. He stood up and started to prowl towards Adam, as if he were a wolf that had scented its prey."

"She's good," he chuckled, "very good."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Antonio asked in frustration. "I'm not following the line of conversation."

"With all this talk of Croatoan, Paige is trying to eliminate an old theory amongst demon hunters. It might have nothing to do with the letter though, Paige."

"I didn't say it did," she stated. "I'm just testing all the possibilities."

"Paige," Jeremy asked, "what do you need to test for sulphur for?"

"I'll explain in a minute. Do you have medical supplies on site."

"Of course he does," Nick mocked. "There is always some emergency with Clay barrelling around the place."

"Hey!" Clay clipped Nick over the ear.

"It's true though," Nick chuckled.

"It doesn't matter if it's true," Jeremy replied, diffusing the situation, "I have some medical supplies. What exactly do you need?"

"A syringe and a tourniquet to draw blood and materials to test it."

"I have most of that but I could do with a few extras," Jeremy looked up, to seek volunteers. "Paige, can you write me a list of what you need?"

He glanced at Clay, who crossed his arms aggressively, as if to deny the possibility that he would even contemplate leaving Elena's side. He sighed and gestured to Antonio and Nick. "Antonio, Nick, if you wouldn't mind."

Nick grumbled but both conceded. Within a few minutes they knew what they had to get and once they were instructed on where they could find it, they exited the room swiftly. The others waited and within a few minutes they could hear the car starting and pulling away from the house.

Paige inhaled. "I suppose you want me to tell you my theory then?"

"Yes," Clay grunted. "It better be good."

Paige glanced at Lucas, as if for back up. She sat on the floor, her legs folded, as if preparing herself mentally.

"Adam, you might be able to explain better than I can."

Adam smiled, still leaning against the wall.

"Amongst hunters, there is this ancient theory about Croatoan and disease. I only know about it because Robert has a strange interest in even the most farfetched of theories related to demons."

Paige looked at Adam pointedly.

"Alright, alright, I'm telling them aren't I?"

Lucas chuckled at his wife's ability to silence Adam's criticisms without saying a word.

"So there's one theory that Robert heard of. Some hunter that he followed closely had the idea that Croatoan was just a moniker for another demon. An 'also known as,' so to speak." He paused. "The demon that Robert thinks it refers to is a Dever demon. A powerful cacodemon that thrives in the chaos caused by disease. The theory goes that the citizens of Roanoke island contracted the disease, which caused madness. The symptoms varied. Some people almost appeared to become inferi, all they cared about was attacking one another. Others were left comatose, fighting a battle against nightmares in their brain caused by the disease. Perhaps the inferi type sufferers were luckier. The people fighting against themselves were trying to expel a strange type of possession. One that would weaken the host soul, spirit, or whatever you want to call it, so that they could manipulate situations to their advantage. They often played on the powerful or the power-hungry."

"If you think it's so far-fetched, why do you know so much about it?" Clay asked pointedly.

Adam shrugged. "Robert has a way of getting certain theories stuck in your mind. Perhaps the ones he thinks might be useful."

"Elena is powerful because she's intended to be the next Alpha?" Jeremy looked puzzled. "How would a demon know what I was intending anyway?"

"They have their ways." Adam replied.

"It could be a crazy theory," Paige responded.

"One worth eliminating," Lucas said. "How is this linked to the letter?"

"I don't know. Let's solve the puzzle one piece at a time."

Adam looked thoughtful. "The most curious think about Roanoke is that everyone disappeared though. No-one ever found the bodies."

"Perhaps they weren't looking in the right place," Clay added.

"Perhaps." Adam paused again, standing upright for the first time. "The only thing is in the theories it's purely a blood borne virus. So I would be curious as to how she got exposed to it."

Jeremy looked thoughtful. "I gave Elena any of the inoculations that she needed during her pregnancy. Not that there were many. Elena's immune system was better than that of most pregnant women."

"Could someone have replaced one?" Paige asked. "Where do you get the supplies from?"

"I don't think so." Jeremy looked concerned. "It's not impossible though."

Clay moved back to sit in vigil at Elena's bed, looking more concerned than before.

"Can she beat it, if that's what it is? Is it possible?" he asked.

"No-one knows," Adam said. "It was too long ago and the records don't exist. I can call Robert again. See if there's anything else that he can remember that might be helpful."

"Please," Jeremy requested.

Adam left the room, quiet in thought.

"Lucas?" Paige began.

"Mmm?"

"Is there any way that a Cabal could tamper with vaccines?"

"Many."

"Would they interfere so much in Pack life?"

"If it was to their advantage, of course," he replied, moving his hand through his hair as if to shake out something unwanted.

"I don't know whether to keep investigating that theory too," Paige looked pensive. "I just can't be sure."