Chapter Thirty Eight – Let It Burn
Isaac pulled the car into the school parking lot and turned the car off, but didn't get out. He was still sitting behind the wheel, when Teagan opened the passenger side door and stepped out. Most of the school had already showed up for the bonfire, she could see a metal cyclone on fire and hear the loud music from the DJ booth.
She went to shut the car door, until she realized Isaac wasn't moving inside the car. She leaned back into the car, as she asked,"Are you getting out?"
"I guess." Isaac mumbled, as he opened the door and stepped out, as Teagan walked around the car to meet up with him. "I just don't understand why we are here." He added, as she came to a stop in front of him.
"Because, despite everything going on, all the assassins and dead-pool, your first game is coming up and we should celebrate that." Teagan stated. She moved her hands to the front of her coat to unbutton it and reveal what she had on underneath, as she added,"Plus I want everyone to know how proud I am of my man."
Isaac softly smiled when he saw she was wearing one of his jerseys. She had it tied in the back and was wearing a white tank top underneath. Seeing her wear his number did make him happy, but after seeing her name on the list, having her locked up at home and safe, would make him even happier.
"I love you for that..." Isaac began to say, as he laid his hands on her hips. A concern look appeared on his face, as he added,"But this game is the last thing on my mind. I don't even care about the upcoming game anymore, all I care about is you. Keeping you safe and keeping you protected." He brushed a lock of hair that had escaped her ponytail from her face, as he added,"We should be hiding, not attending bonfires surrounded by people who could be carrying a hit list in their back pockets."
Teagan shook her head, as she said,"You know, it's funny, when the list first came out, that is exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted you to hide, Isaac, but you said-"
"I know what I said." Isaac interrupted. "I said I wasn't going to hide, I wasn't going to show any of those assholes that want me dead that I'm scared." He added, repeating what he said the day she wanted him not to play in the scrimmage. "And I still mean what I said, I'm not scared of them for me, Teagan, but I am terrified for you. I can heal, but you can't." He pointed out.
"Believe me, I'm just as terrified as you are. I don't want to die, Isaac, and I don't want you to either." Teagan began to say, as tears filled her eyes. She laid her hands on either side of his face, as she said,"I want to live a long life with you. I want to go to college, I want to marry you, I want to buy a house together... maybe even a little puppy friend for Aspen. Or a cat named Teasaac."
Isaac chuckled at her last comment, remembering the funny dream she had about them getting a cat and naming it after them. He laid his hands on her back, pulling her closer to him, as he said something that completely surprised her,"Maybe start a family one day."
Seeing the look on her face, he smiled, as he said,"I never said never, Teagan." She knew how he felt about having kids. He told her he didn't plan on having any, that he was too scared of turning into his father. He laid a hand on the side of her face, cupping her cheek, as he continued,"I want whatever you want. I'll go where ever you want to go, but in order to do that, we have to be alive."
"I agree, but..." She paused, as she remembered Lorraine's words, telling her specifically that she was running out of time. There was only one way she could take that comment.
"But what?" Isaac asked, seeing her deep in thought.
"But maybe you can't fight fate." Teagan softly said, as her eyes began to water.
"What are you trying to say, Teagan?" Isaac asked. "Cause it sounds like you're giving up and that's not an option."
"I'm on the dead-pool, Isaac, and Lorraine told me I'm running out of time. That can't be a coincidence." Teagan pointed out. "When mom was haunting me, I tried so hard to keep her away, to keep myself from slipping away, but what If I wasn't meant to? What if I wasn't suppose to survive that and since then I've just been living on borrowed time and now my time is up?"
"I don't believe that. I refuse to believe that, Teagan." Isaac said, as he shook his head. "After all the bad we've seen and went up against, I refuse to believe someone good, someone honestly like you only has a short life ahead of them."
"What about Allison?" Teagan softly asked, as a tear ran down her face. "She died saving us, Isaac. She was good, she was a hero and her life was too short. Why didn't she get a long life? Why was she taken from us?"
"I don't know." Isaac answered honestly. He blew out a breath, as he added,"I wish I had the answers for you, but I don't. I don't know why the hero dies while the villain walks away, but one thing I do know is I'm not losing you, Teagan." He laid his hands on either side of her neck, as he continued,"I know you're scared and I know sometimes you're probably tired of the fight. I never wanted my world to cause you pain, but I've seen you, Teagan, you're a fighter, you're a badass and we're not going to let anyone make predictions on your life. I don't care what some ghostly banshee says in your dreams or how many list your name might be on, cause at the end of the day, it's going to be you and me." He wiped the tears off of her face, as he softly added,"You and me, we're everything."
Teagan softly smiled at his words as she pressed her lips against his for a tender kiss. She felt him run a hand up her back, to cradle the back of her head, as he kept the kiss going for a little longer. He rested his forehead against hers as he blew out a breath, before quietly saying,"I need you to keep fighting, babe. I need you to stay with me, okay?"
Teagan nodded her head, as she pulled back to look at him. She gave him a small smile before whispering out,"It's you and me, always."
"Always." Isaac repeated, as he wiped a few more stray tears from her face. He grabbed her hand and nodded his head toward the crowd, as he asked,"You still want to go to this?"
"Yeah." Teagan breathed out. She gave him a genuine smile, as she added,"We can't hide, remember? We have to fight, no matter what we keep fighting."
"That's my girl." Isaac said with a smile, as he brought their joined hands up to his lips and kissed the back of her hand.
With their hands still joined together, Teagan and Isaac began to walk across the parking lot and toward the loud crowd. They stood off to the side, just watching all their peers having the time of their lives and wished they could join in, but there was too much going on in both of their heads. They couldn't just push things aside and cut loose.
They had only been standing silently for a few minutes when Scott walked over to them, giving out a friendly greeting to them. The trio made small talk for a little bit, until Scott looked over at Teagan, as he said,"I heard about the updated list. I'm sorry, Teagan, I don't know why you are on it."
"I got too close, I guess." Teagan guessed with a shrug.
"It's doesn't matter how she got on it. Nothing is going to happen to her." Isaac said confidently, as he squeezed her hand.
"He's right, Teagan, we're not going to let anything happen to you." Scott said in agreement. A sad look appeared on his face, as he added,"We're not losing anyone else."
Teagan gave him a smile in thanks, which he returned. He opened his mouth to say more, until someone caught his eye. He saw Malia off to the side, dancing and drinking from a silver flask. He nodded his head over to the girl, before saying to the couple that he would talk to them later, he wanted to check on the werecoyote.
Teagan watched Scott walked over to Malia and began to talk to her, then turned her head off to the side. She lowered her eyebrows when she saw Liam sitting with his friend Mason. She saw him pouring something out of a bottle into a soda bottle. She couldn't see the other bottle since a paper bag was around it, but if she had to guess it was a liquor bottle.
"What is he doing?" She asked out loud, as she watched him turn up the soda bottle, drinking it all in one swallow.
"I think he's trying to get drunk." Isaac answered.
"Did someone forget to tell him werewolves can't get drunk." Teagan stated.
"He just better be glad Avery isn't running around with her secret powder." Isaac pointed out. "That stuff hits you fast and before you know it, you're drunk off your ass. I have never been that drunk before, even before I was turned. Not something I want to do again."
Teagan softly chuckled, as she remember the night she and Jackson had to go get Avery and Isaac from a bar. She was shocked to see how drunk he was.
"We should go talk to him." Isaac suggested, causing Teagan to turn her head to look at him with wide eyes. "What?" He asked at the look she was giving him.
"I just never thought I would see the day when you suggest we go talk to him. I thought you hated Liam." Teagan said.
"I never hated Liam. I just.. I was..."
"Jealous." Teagan finished for him.
Isaac blew out a breath, as he nodded his head and admitted,"Yeah, I was jealous." He looked over at the boy in questioned, seeing him drink another bottle full of liquor. It was easy to see that he wasn't dealing well with everything going on and one wrong move could send him on the wrong path.
With his own past, Isaac knew how easy it could have been for him to turn out completely different. If he didn't have Teagan, his other friends and even Derek as an alpha in the beginning, he could have taken the wrong path. Teagan told him before that Liam needed them, he needed a pack to help guild him and he was starting to see that she was right.
"But you were right before, he's just a kid." Isaac continued. He turned his head to look at his girlfriend, as he added,"And he needs us."
Teagan gave him a smile, as she squeezed his hand. She nodded toward Liam, as she said,"Come on."
The couple walked over to the young beta and his friend. They nodded their head at Mason, telling him hey, then Teagan turned her attention to Liam, as she asked him if he was okay.
"I'm feeling great." Liam stated, as he proudly held up his bottle.
"You can't get drunk, Liam." Isaac pointed out.
"Why? Cause I'm underage? Cause I'm a kid?" Liam questioned, thinking the couple were going to lecture him on underage drinking.
As Teagan shook her head, Isaac continued,"No, cause you're a..." He paused for a moment, noticing Mason was watching them and waiting for him to finish his sentence. He turned back to look at Liam, as he lied,"Cause you're a lacrosse player. We should be setting an example."
"Well, my buddy Mason here, thinks I should get drunk." Liam pointed out, as he laid an arm around his friend's shoulder. "He wants me to get stumbling down, fall on my ass, passed out with my face in a toilet drunk, and I think he's right." He looked over at his friend, as he added,"And you wanted me to find a nice girl to embarrass myself in front of and find you a lacrosse player too, right?" He turned his head to look at the couple in front of him, then turned back to Mason, as he nodded to them and said,"We have a nice girl and lacrosse player right here."
"I doubt he is on my team." Mason pointed out, as he looked over at Isaac.
"What team do you play..." Isaac began to ask until he realized what Mason meant. "Yeah, I'm definitely not on that team, sorry man." He added, as he wrapped an arm around Teagan's waist.
"But Teagan is a nice girl!" Liam stated, as he pointed to the brunette.
Isaac nodded his head, as he said,"Yeah and you are embarrassing yourself a little."
Liam laughed at his comment, then looked over at Teagan, as he said,"We should dance. Don't you think we should dance?"
"No, but I think we should get you something to drink." Teagan said back.
"Great plan!" Liam said with a clap, as he stood up and stumbled a little until Teagan rushed over to him and caught him. She looked over at Isaac, telling him she would be right back, as she led Liam over to one of the tables that were set out with drinks to buy.
She told Liam to stand there as she told the older woman, a teacher at the school, that she needed two bottle of waters. She paid for the drinks, then stepped aside, taking a quick sip of her drink before turning to hand Liam his drink.
When she saw him stumble again, she sat the bottles down on the table, as she reached out to grab the younger boy again before he could fall to the ground. She kept one arm around Liam, as she reached out to grab his bottle of water. She handed it to him, telling him to drink it.
As she went to walk away, completely forgetting her water, she heard someone called out,"Excuse me, miss?"
She turned her head to see a security guard holding out her bottle, as he added,"Don't forget your water."
"Thank you." Teagan said, as she took it from his hand and began to walk away; never noticing that he slipped something into her drink.
Teagan dragged Liam back over to Isaac and Mason; seeing that Scott and Malia was sitting with them now. She sat Liam down beside Mason, then turned to look at her friends. None of them could figure out how Liam or Malia were drunk. Without Avery's special bag of herbs, there was no way they should be.
Seeing Malia slumped over, Teagan kneeled down in front of her, brushing her hair out of her face, as she checked over her. She looked up at Scott, as she asked,"What did she have?"
"She said only vodka." Scott answered. He looked over at Liam, as he asked,"How much has he had?"
"Not enough to get him like this." Mason answered.
"Something weird is going on." Isaac stated.
Scott nodded his head, as he added,"We need to get them out of here."
"I'll call Avery." Teagan said. "She's been studying her mom's journals a lot lately. Maybe she has read something about this and knows of a way to stop it."
As Scott nodded his head at the idea, she told him to stay there with the others, as she and Isaac walked off to find a more quieter place to make a call. She took a big swallow of water, as she walked beside Isaac.
The couple walked past the crowd and stood close to the school building away from everyone. As Isaac came to a stop, she took a few more steps, as she reached into her coat pocket to grab her phone. She turned back around to speak to Isaac, surprised to see him bent over with his hands resting on his knees.
"Isaac?" She questioned, as she walked over to him. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know, but I feel... I feel weak and dizzy, like I've been..."
"Drinking?" Teagan asked.
Isaac raised his head to look at her, but only saw her as a blur. He blinked his eyes a few times, trying to get a clearer picture of her, but nothing worked. Realizing she had asked a questioned, he nodded his head, feeling even more dizzy, as he said,"Yeah, like drinking, but I-I didn't have anything." He blew out a breath, as he added,"Teagan, I swear, I didn't have anything."
"I believe you." Teagan breathed out, feeling faint suddenly.
"Are you okay?" He questioned, when he saw the look on her face and noticed how pale she was.
"I don't feel good all of a sudden." Teagan admitted.
"What the hell is going on?" Isaac growled out. As Teagan shook her head, he added,"Why are we all feeling bad now?"
"I dunno. It makes no sense." Teagan whispered out, as she rubbed her eyes, trying to keep them from closing.
"Unless Avery is running around spiking our drinks." Isaac joked, letting out a weak chuckle.
Teagan looked down at the bottle of water in her hand, remembering the security guard who handed her the bottle, as she said,"She's not, but maybe someone is."
Isaac leaned back against the wall, feeling his head spin. He opened his mouth, planning to ask her what she meant, but before he could say a word, he heard her softly saying his name, causing him to raise his head.
His vision was still blurry, but he could make her out as she began to fall to the ground. He wanted to move, he wanted to rush to her side and catch her, but he couldn't get to her in time. The most he could do was push himself away from the building just in time to see someone else catch her; it was a security guard.
He lowered his eyebrows in confusion as a couple of other security guards stepped up. One held her top half, as the other reached down to grabbed her legs. Isaac took a shaky step toward them as he called out to them.
The main guard, the one who caught Teagan, nodded his head toward Isaac, as he said,"Get him."
"Hey! Let her go." Isaac snarled. "You want a big pay day. Just take me. I'm worth 13, that is way more than you would make off of her." As the security guard walked closer to him, he held out a hand, as he pleaded,"Please, please don't take her. She's human. She's innocent. Just take me. Please, just take me."
The guard in front of Isaac, turned back to look at the main guard, waiting to see what he was going to say. The main guard looked down at the brunette, as he said,"Put her down. He's right, we'll make more off of him and the others."
As the guards tossed her to the ground, Isaac yelled out her name, hoping she was okay. He tried to take a step toward her, but stumbled and felt the guard in front of him grab him. He tried to get away from the man, but was too weak to move. All he could do was stare at his girlfriend, hoping to see her move, as they began to carry him away.
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As Avery pulled to a stop outside of the station she and Derek got out of the car and she tucked her keys back inside of her pocket as she breathed, "Alright… since staff cutbacks they only keep a few officers in the station at night and with tonight being the bonfire chances are damn neared everyone will be out on patrol anyways looking for underage drinkers."
Derek nodded as he looked at the door and said, "So I've got what… like ten minutes to get what information I can out of Haigh?"
Nodding she said, "Yeah, ten… fifteen at the most but if you get in the information out of him in less than five you'd be my hero." She added with a wide smile.
Derek opened his mouth to say something but then stopped as he saw an officer pass in front of one of the windows and he said, "Uh, Avery…"
Looking over to where he was nodding she sighed at seeing a female officer through the window.
"New plan?" Derek asked with an amused expression.
"No." She rolled her eyes as she motioned down to her body and said, "This doesn't only work on guys you know."
When he continued to stare at her, she sighed, "Fine, you go and distract her and I'll get the information out of Haigh."
"Are you sure?" Derek asked, "If you want to try and…"
"You don't think I should be the one to question him?" She asked, her eyes searching her face as she spoke.
"It's not that it's just… this guy is facing some serious charges for what he's done, and our original plan for was you to flirt and distract the cop at the main desk so I could sneak in the room they're holding Haigh in. But like I said, he's facing some serious charges…" His eyes drifted over her face and then down her body as he blew out a heavy breath and admitted, "You're the most beautiful and also the hottest girl I've ever seen, but flirting is only going to get you so far."
With narrowed eyes she pointed a finger at him and whisper-yelled, "Okay, if it wasn't for those compliments I would be seriously pissed at you right now."
He cracked a smile at her words and started to open his mouth but she wasn't done.
"There aren't a lot of people I really care about in this world, probably even fewer actually care about me too… but Parrish is one of those people and this bastard tried to take him away from me in one of the sickest and cruelest ways imaginable. So don't worry about me, you keep the officer at the desk occupied and I'll get what we need from him."
Slowly Derek nodded his head as he leaned down, pressing a quick but hard kiss to her lips before he went into the building.
A few moments later Avery snuck in and quickly located the room Deputy Haigh was in, as she closed the door behind her and turned around he looked up from where he'd been staring down to the handcuffs binding him to the chair.
"What the hell is this?" He sighed in irritation as he saw the teenager.
"Well, that's honestly going to depend on you Haigh…" She admitted as she crossed the room and leaned over the table facing him, her eyes narrowed in hatred as she observed his already bruised face from where Parrish had went after him once he'd made it back to the station after being set on fire.
He looked at the door and shook his head when no one else came in, which clearly meant no one else knew she was in there with him.
"I don't have a lot of time so I'm going to cut right to the chase, it's going to be a lot easier and a hell of a lot less painful on you if you just tell me what I want to know." She threatened.
He laughed, a smirk on his face as he stared back at the teenager. He'd heard her making threats at the station before but he figured her bark had to be worse than her bite.
"You're not the only one at the station who figured out about the dead-pool are you?" She pushed.
"The what?" He asked confused.
Lowering her head and looking at him from under her perfectly manicured eyebrows she hissed, "The hit-list you idiot!"
"Oh." He said, cockily leaning back in the chair as he continued to smirk at her drawing out the simple word as long as possible, before he added in, "You mean that list that you and all of your friends are on?"
Her jaw tensed and he leaned forward some as he continued to taunt, "You know the five million for Parrish would have been nice, but I wish I'd went after a real payday… like you."
Biting down on the inside of her cheek she tried to keep her emotions in check and not let her anger get the best of her. She needed to keep a level head and approach the situation from a point of strategy and not emotion.
Continuing to taunt the teenager he added in, "You're right though… I'm not only one who figured things out. Wow, I guess that really sucks for everyone on your dead-pool, huh?"
Slamming her hands down on the table and causing him to jump she demanded to know, "I want names and I want to know their next moves… now!"
He laughed at her.
"You're handcuffed to a chair and no one knows I'm here with you… you really wanna try to play tough guy with me?" She asked in disbelief as she pulled her jacket off and laid it down on the table in front of her.
"What are you doing to do?" He asked with a laugh, as he watched her remove her thin jacket she'd been wearing underneath the leather one.
She let out a low laugh as she started to take her expensive rings off her fingers and put them in the small pocket of her dark denim skirt.
"What?" He continued to laugh, "You're going to hit me again like that day in the woods and break a nail? That didn't even leave a bruise." He lied.
"Oh god no, I'm not just going to walk up and punch you. You're right… I could break a nail." She countered as she flashed him a smile and reached into the pocket of her leather jacket on the table pulling out her car keys, "I'm a lady with class, quick and efficient … everything that I'm going to do to you is going to cause maximum pain in as little time as possible."
His smile fell as he saw the set of brass knuckles attached to her key-ring by a removable clip.
Seeing she had his attention she glanced at him from under her dark coated eyelashes as she asked in an innocent tone, "Like my keychain, Haigh?"
"You're crazy!" He accused, starting to shift around in his seat as she grabbed her thin jacket up off the table and balled it up in her left hand after sliding the brass knuckles onto the fingers of her right hand.
"Maybe." She laughed as she pushed the table out away from him and stood in front of him, as she leaned down and purred, "But at least I'm not going to need reconstructive plastic surgery…"
"What-" He started to ask, but didn't get the entire word out as she brought her arm back and punched him in the nose, causing the cartridge to crush and break under the impact of her blow.
Just as he started to scream in pain, she quickly covered his mouth with her balled up jacket, muffling his screams as she loudly said, "That's right, scream –cry, whatever… get it all out."
When he finally stopped screaming into the fabric she pulled it away from his face and bleeding nose as she said, "You've heard it only takes two pounds of pressure from a hit to drive your nose bone into your brain, right?"
His eyes widened in fear as he moved away from her; he had heard that before.
"I mean, I don't want to brag or anything… but I'm willing to bet that my punch packs more than two pounds of pressure." She smirked as she brought her fist back again but he fearfully called out, "Wait, wait, wait!"
"Yes?" She asked with raised eyebrows as she watched the blood from his noise continue to pour down his face.
He spilled a few names of his colleagues who were also in the know about the dead-pool and willing to kill for the money.
"Now we're getting somewhere." She cooed, then admitted, "The nose bone getting pushed into your brain is a total myth by the way… your nose is made of cartridge –still hurts like hell though, right?"
She demanded to know, "What's the next move… who's the next target?" A steely look present in her eyes as she spoke, mentally going to a place where she could hurt another human being without thought or remorse. A dark place inside of her that she tried to keep locked up, but today they were running out of time and all bets were off.
"I… I can't." He breathed, shaking his head back and forth.
"Tell me!" She yelled, but he wouldn't answer.
Her eyes drifted down to where he was gripping onto the armrests of the chair. Roughly pushing her jacket back against his face to muffle his screams, she punched the top of his hand which immediately started to swell as she heard the sickening snap of bones.
Tears burnt his eyes as he fought against the cuffs on his wrist and his legs flailed from both excruciating pain and not being able to breath from her jacket against his face.
When he stopped yelling she pulled her hand back and let him pull in several shallow breathes as he stared up at her with a look of hatred, but it didn't faze her, as she questioned, "Who's the next target? What's the damn plan?"
"I can't, you don't understand! I can't tell you, if I go to jail it's going to be in Beacon County and those guys who know… if I screw this up, they'll kill me." He reasoned.
"You think I care?" She growled, leaning her down her face in front of his as she hissed, "I don't have the heart or the time to care, and you're worried about your ass going to jail? You either start talking now or you won't leave this room alive!"
"I can't." He said, his tone pleaded for her to let up. But it was too late to back down now.
Dropping her jacket to the table she roughly grabbed a fist full of his hair and his head backwards exposing the front of his neck as she growled, "If you're not going to talk to me, I'm going to make it to where you can't talk at all."
"Please!" He shouted, trying to break free.
But rage seared her reason as she shouted back, "Please? Please! Is that what Parrish said to you before you lit him on fire?"
Her breathing was heavy as she stared at him, watching the blood and tears run off of his face as he fought for a gasping breath.
"Manners aren't going to get you anywhere, I care more about getting blood on my designer shoes than I value your life. You are a monster who tried to kill one of my friends… the nicest guy I have ever met and you zip tied him to the steering wheel of his car… doused in gasoline and you lit him on fire. So don't sit there and think you can throw some tears and manners my way and I'm going to break. It won't happen, the only thing that's going to break in this room is every single bone in your body if you don't tell me what the plan is." She said, her voice quiet, but steady and her tone was unnerving as she stood above him.
His eyes were wide as he stared back at her, his breathing even more labored than before.
"It only takes three to five pounds of pressure to crush someone's windpipe, and that isn't a myth!" She yelled over his sobs and his pleading for her to stop.
As she brought her arm back, ready to deliver a possibly fatal blow to his throat, he choked out, "Everyone!"
"What?" She asked as she let go of his hair.
More tears ran down his face as he hung his head and repeated, "Everyone… that's the plan, the guys are at the bonfire right now. They're going to disorient the werewolves and pull them into the school."
"And then what?" She gasped.
When he didn't talk she grabbed back onto his hair, making him face her as she yelled, "And then what?"
"Roast them alive." He admitted, through gritted teeth.
Letting go of him she took a stumbling step backwards as her mind started to race, everyone was going to be at that bonfire.
With her non-bloody hand she grabbed her coats and started to walk away before pausing and turning back around, as he raised his head to look at her she hit him again, causing the skin on his cheek to bust open as he let out a loud groan of pain and shouted, "I told you what you wanted to know!"
"Yeah, but that was for Parrish." She admitted with a venom laced voice, before she stumbled out of the room and quickly found the bathroom where she pulled the brass knuckles off her fist and dropped them into the sink with a clank.
Turning the hot water on she filled her palm with soap and got to work scrubbing the blood from her hands, just going through the motions without giving much thought to it. She couldn't stop and think for a moment because if she did that, she'd realize that her friends –including Teagan could already be dead. And that was a truth she couldn't handle.
After washing the blood from the brass knuckles and rewashing her hands she shut the water off and gabbed some paper towels out of the dispenser. Once her hands were dry enough, she tried Teagan's phone but she didn't get a response. Not bothering to try calling anyone else, she grabbed an empty trash bag from the wastebasket and put the thin jacket that had Haigh's blood on it inside.
Tying the bag, she dropped it to the floor and pulled on her leather jacket. Quickly she dried the brass knuckles and clipped them back on her key ring before sending a text to Derek, and sneaking out of the side door to the station.
But the time she walked around the building and to where her car was parked, Derek was waiting there for her.
"How'd it go?" He asked.
"The school, the next attack is right now at the bonfire… everyone is there, Teagan is there." She admitted, her voice oddly calm as she walked up to the trashcan and shoved the bagged up, blood stained jacket inside and turned to face him.
"Okay, I'll drive." He offered as he took her keys from her and looked down noticing some blood droplets spattered across her skirt. As he walked towards the car he noticed the brass knuckles on her key ring were slightly wet.
As he opened the driver's door to get inside of her car he looked over at her and back down to the keys as he realized the brass knuckles weren't just a decoration like he'd originally thought.
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Teagan wasn't sure how long she had been knocked out, but when she heard someone calling out her name, she slowly opened her eyes then quickly shut them when a bright light hit them.
"Teagan... Teagan! You have to wake up!" She heard a young male voice yell out.
She opened her eyes again and saw Mason standing above her, using the flashlight on his phone to check on her. "Are you okay?" He asked, as he helped her sit up.
Teagan glanced around, as she breathed out Isaac's name, wondering where he was. She looked over at Mason, as she asked,"Where-Where's Isaac?"
"I don't know, he's not here. I think someone took him. Like they did Liam and Malia." Mason said.
"Wait, who took Liam and Malia?" Teagan asked, as she rubbed her head, trying to remember what happened last before she blacked out.
"These security guards. I think they got Scott too." Mason answered. "He said it's not the drinks doing this, it's the music. He left to get it turned off, but I haven't seen him since and the music is still playing."
"Assassins." Teagan mumbled to herself, realizing what was going on. She looked up at the freshman, as she said,"Mason, listen to me, this is important..." She held up her phone, as she said,"I need you to call Avery Dukate. She's listed on my phone. Tell her everything that is going on and tell her to get to the school as fast as she can."
"Where are you going?" Mason questioned, as he watched her stand up. When she stumbled, he quickly caught her, as he added,"You should probably rest."
"I'm okay." Teagan softly said, as she flashed him a small smile. "Just called Avery, okay?"
Mason nodded his head before asking,"Then what do you need me to do?"
"Then you need to get the hell out of here." Teagan answered, wanting him to get somewhere safe.
"Something bad is going to happen, isn't it?" Mason questioned.
"Something bad already has." Teagan said back, as she turned and began to walk away, wondering where the guards would have taken Isaac and her friends. She walked pass the school building, then paused when she saw one of the doors were open.
She patted her pockets, then silently cursed herself when she realized she left her daggers in the car. She didn't have time to run and get them, meaning she had to run into the school weapon-less, unless she could find something inside.
She ran down one of the hallways, then paused when she saw one of the classroom doors open. She raced inside, seeing a wooden pointer by the blackboard and grabbed it before running out of the room and making her way back down the hall way.
She turned a corner and skid to a stop when she saw one guard in front of Scott, holding up a lighter. Her mouth dropped open in surprise and her heart began to race when she realized he was planning to burn them all.
When she saw Isaac; who was laid out beside Scott, groan out in pain, that was all she needed to give her strength. She was not going to let them take him away from her or hurt her friends.
The other guards, sensing someone behind them, turned around to see her. One smirked at her, as he said,"What do you think you're going to do, little girl?"
"Come find out." Teagan stated, as she twirled the pointer in her hand before racing toward them.
She slapped one of the men across the face with the pointer, then turned to trip the other one up with it. When the first guy tried to reach out to grab the pointer from her, she tossed it in the air above her head, then punched him in the face before catching the pointer and hitting him in the stomach with it, causing him to double over in pain.
The man she had tripped up, climbed to his feet and raced toward Teagan, catching her off guard and knocking her to the floor. The two wrestled back and forth for the stick, until he got the upper hand and pushed it against her throat to choke her.
Remembering what Allison always taught her, to never give up, to find another way, Teagan wiggled around, trying to force him off of her with no luck. She tried to raise her hand, planning to scratch him, poke his eyes or something, but she was getting too weak to do anything. She could feel herself beginning to black out, when suddenly she felt his weight off of her and was able to breathe again.
She looked up, a smile on her face, when she saw Avery standing above her. The blonde had raced down the hall and kicked the guard off of her best friend before it was too late.
"Thank God, you're here." Teagan breathed out.
"You know I would never miss a good fight." Avery said, as she held out her hand to help Teagan up from the floor.
Teagan leaned against a bank of lockers, as she rubbed her hand against her throat. She glanced down the hall, seeing Derek fighting a couple of the guards, then turned to look at Avery. She opened her mouth to thank her best friend, until she saw one of the guards coming after her.
As her eyes widen, Avery glanced over her shoulder, seeing what her best friend saw, then turned back to look at Teagan. She nodded her head toward the wooden pointer, as she asked,"Do you mind?"
Teagan nodded her head, as Avery slipped a foot under it and kicked, causing the pointer to pop up. She easily caught it then spun around to face the guard and poked him in the stomach before stabbing him in the foot with it. She kept the pointer on top of his shoe and slide her hands down the wooden pointer as she bent down. She threw her leg up behind her and kicked him upside the head.
Seeing another guard heading for her out of the corner of her eye, she removed the pointer from the other man's shoe, then without turning around, twirled the stick as she moved it behind her back, hitting the other man in the face.
Still twirling it around, she brought it back in front of her, hitting the other guard and knocking him to the ground. She broke the pointer in half with her knee, then turned around to face the other man.
She pushed him backwards until his back slammed against the lockers and raised the wooden stick like it was a knife. She thought about stabbing it into his heart until Teagan yelled out her name, telling her to stop.
Avery gave out a bitter chuckle, as she told the man, "You just lucked out."
"I doubt you would have done anything." The man said, as he spit out a mouthful of blood from when she smacked him in the mouth with the stick earlier.
Avery leaned closer to him, looking him up and down, before she softly said,"Ask your buddy Haigh what I can do."
"Avery!" Derek called out, letting her know the fight was over and she could stop.
Avery looked away from the guard and down the hall toward Derek; who was standing with Scott. Thankfully Mason was able to stop the music, which helped all the werewolves and werecoyote to focus, and Scott was able to get the lighter away from the head guard before he could light any of them on fire.
"I told you, you wouldn't do anything." The man said with a chuckle, taunting her.
"First of all, you don't know me..." Avery began to say, as she grabbed his head and slammed it against the locker, knocking him out cold. She watched him fall to the floor, then added, "Secondly, you don't know me."
Avery took a step back from him and felt Derek walk up behind her. She turned her head to look at him, seeing the concern look on his face. He could only imagine what she did to Haigh earlier and now seeing how she was acting, he was worried about her.
He was worried about her having to tap into her powers recently to save Scott. He didn't want to see her slipping into the darkness again.
Seeing all the guards knocked out, Teagan raced over to the others, seeing that Malia and Liam were okay, then kneeled down in front of Isaac. She reached out to lightly touch his face and smiled when he leaned against her hand.
He opened his eyes to look at her, relieved to see that she was okay. After seeing her tossed aside by the guards he wasn't sure. He was to out of it to listen in for her heartbeat. He had to hope she was okay, cause if not, he would have begged the guards to take him out.
"Are you okay?" She softly asked him.
Isaac kissed the inside of her wrist, before pulling on her arm to bring her toward him. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight, as he whispered out,"We're both okay. We're going to be okay."
"It's you and me." Teagan whispered, as she rested her forehead against his, as she ran her fingers through his curls in the back.
"Always." He whispered back, as he laid a hand on the back of her head, cradling the back of her head.
The night could have been a lot worst, but they were able to successfully stop the latest assassins. Teagan wished that was enough to ease her mind, but the chill was still around her, making her realize their latest problems were not over. Time was still running out.
~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~
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