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Madison joins Gabriella in the living room, while she watches the full moon from the window. Her eyes have turned yellow; she was itching to turn fully.
"So, um… I'm gonna turn in." Madison says behind her.
Gabriella blinks and her eyes turn back to normal. She turns around to face Madison, "Okay, yeah. Well, I'll be here."
Madison nods, "Okay."
"You know, if you hear anything, I mean if you wake up, just – just call out." Gabriella fidgets awkwardly.
Madison stares at her and then nods again, "Okay."
"Okay." Gabriella echoes.
Madison smiles uncomfortably and goes into her bedroom. Once Madison is gone from her view, Gabriella sighs, frustrated with herself.
Later, Gabriella is watching TV in the living room. She glances at Madison's bedroom, but there's no movement.
Meanwhile, Dean, Isabeau and Sam are standing on the street outside Kurt's house. They see a light turn on inside the house and get their guns ready.
Suddenly, they hear glass shattering. They look back up to see the lights off in the house.
Isabeau tilts her head.
"What the—?" Dean questions.
The three of them run to the house and burst through the door with their gun at the ready. Entering one of the rooms, they see a woman hovering over Kurt's mauled body. She turns towards them; it's Madison, she's the werewolf.
Though she still looks human, her eyes have turned an electric blue, her teeth have turned to bloody fangs, and she has long claws.
Madison growls and runs at them. Isabeau is able to duck out of the way, but Sam and Dean are less fortunate, being pushed into the wall, both dropping their guns. Sam falls unconscious from the force that Madison pushed him.
"Madison, no!" Isabeau tries calling out, knowing that Madison had no control over what she was doing.
Madison runs at Dean and he cuts her arm with his knife. She growls in pain, and runs out the open window.
Isabeau watches as Madison runs away and sighs, "Damn."
She looks over at Sam and Dean, Dean now unconscious with his brother. "No, no, no, no." Isabeau repeats, running over them, making sure that they didn't have any serious injuries.
Isabeau sighs, "This is just great." She says sarcastically.
The next morning, Gabriella is still at Madison's apartment, awake, and getting a glass of water. She answers her ringing cell phone, "Isa, you okay?"
Isabeau hands Sam a towel of ice for his head, "Yeah, now that Sam and Dean are conscious. The werewolf knocked them out. Gabriella, it's Madison."
"What?!" Gabriella asks, confused.
"Yeah, awesome job of keeping an eye on her." Isabeau says, gently taking a look at the back of Dean's head.
Gabriella enters Madison's bedroom to see that she is sound asleep, apparently naked, in bed.
"Isa, I've been here the whole time. She's in bed, asleep. And I would've smelt it if she changed." Gabriella says.
Isabeau sighs, "Well, she wasn't an hour ago. Check her right arm below her elbow. Dean nicked her with a silver knife."
Gabriella hangs up. Madison rolls over and wakes up, noticing Gabriella, "Morning."
She sits up and notices that she is naked, covered only by her bed sheets. Gabriella sees the wound on her arm.
"Um… where are my pajamas?" Madison asks. Gabriella, upset, leaves the bedroom.
"Gabriella? What's going on? Where are you going?" Madison jumps out of bed, wrapping the comforter around her, and follows her to the living room, where she is locking the front door.
Gabriella turns to face her, "I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you."
Later, Madison is seated in a chair, with her wrists bound. Gabriella is standing in front of her, her arms crossed and tilting her head at her.
"You're psychotic. The whole 'I'm a cop' trip. God, I am so stupid." Madison says with tears in her eyes.
Gabriella frowns, "Well, I guess neither of us are who we said we were, huh?" The fact that Madison was a werewolf didn't upset Gabriella, it was the fact that she was hiding it from her and killing people.
"Gabriella, you're sick, okay? You're imagining things. Monsters don't exist, not really." Madison says.
"You know what? Save the act." Gabriella growls out.
Madison cries, "It's not an act! I am not a werewolf! There's no such thing! It's made up, all right? Th– They're not real! You know they're not real!"
"No?!" Gabriella points to her wound, "Then where did that come from?"
Madison has tears streaming down her face, "I don't know! Gabriella, God, you need help. Please, don't do something that you're gonna regret. I'm not what you think I am. I'm not."
Gabriella, visibly upset, hears knocking at the door. She opens it to see Dean, Isabeau and Sam, who enters. Dean smirks at Madison, "How you doin'? My head feels great, thanks." Both him and Sam pull out their guns.
Gabriella shares a look with Isabeau, who is playing with her rosary, making no move to take out her gun. "We've gotta talk." Gabriella says and brings them into another room.
"She says she has no idea what I'm talking about." Gabriella tells them.
Dean purses his lips, "She's lying."
"Or maybe she really doesn't know she's changing, you know? Maybe – maybe when the werewolf part takes over, she blacks out." Gabriella proposes.
Isabeau's eyes widen, walking up to Gabriella, "Like Luke in high school."
Sam looks at the two girls confused, "Luke? Who's Luke?"
Isabeau shoves her hands in her jacket pockets, "Luke was a classmate from highschool that got bitten by a werewolf. He didn't know that he was changing and accidentally killed a couple of people."
"We got to him before he could kill anymore and we helped him. Helped him find a pack that would help him control it. He's living a relatively normal life in Ohio with his pack." Gabriella explains.
"Come on you guys," Sam starts, "She ganked her boss and her ex-boyfriend. That doesn't sound rash and unconscious."
"Yeah, but that's the thing, Dean." Isabeau interjects, "The werewolf part of her brain saw both those guys as threats. Hell, the cop, too. That's what happened with Luke."
Dean shakes his head, "Beau, Gabby… you can't be sure about this. I mean, how could you know?"
"Look, man, I just… I don't know, there, there, there was something in her eyes." Gabriella begs. Deep down she was hoping that this was the same case with Madison as it was with Luke.
"Yeah, she's killing people!" Dean exclaims.
Sam thinks for a moment, "But if she has no control over it—"
Dean points at him, "Exactly. She can't control it. Even if she's telling the truth, it's not gonna change anything."
"I'm not putting a bullet through some girl's chest who has no idea what's happening." Gabriella growls at him. Isabeau places a hand on her shoulder, hoping to calm her down.
Dean huffs, "She's a monster."
"And so are we!" Gabriella exclaims. Dean realizes his slip up and swears at himself.
Isabeau sighs, "Dean, I get it. You didn't mean it that way, but I mean, you're not wrong either. We are monsters… some more than others."
Gabriella frowns, knowing what she meant, "Isa… what you did… you had no control."
Sam and Dean look back and forth between the two women, "Beau, what is she talking about?" Dean asks.
"This is about what you were telling us? About that time you fell into your dark hole?" Sam asks, recalling their past conversations about the subject.
Isabeau nods, "Look, all of us in the coven have lost control at some point, I lost control big time and practically put everyone I love in danger and my coven never gave up on me and we never give up on each other."
Gabriella nods, "So if there's some way that we can get the job done and save her, I'd say let's do it."
Dean shares a look with Sam, "Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" Dean asks him.
Sam nods and pulls out John's journal, flipping through it, "Dad's theory – 'lycanthropy might have a cure if you kill the werewolf who bit you, severing the bloodline'."
"Might have a cure. Meaning 'who the hell knows?'"
Gabriella inhales, "It's worth a shot."
Dean shakes his head, "We don't even know where to start looking, all right? I mean, the puppy that bit her could be anyone, anywhere. It could've been years ago."
Gabriella realizes something, "No. I don't think so."
She leads them back to the living room, where Madison is still seated. "Madison, when were you mugged?" Gabriella asks. She doesn't want to answer, just looking at her.
"Please. It's important, all right? Just answer the question." Gabriella begs.
"About a month ago." Madison answers.
"Did you see the guy?"
Madison shakes her head, "No. He grabbed me from behind."
Gabriella huffs, "Did he bite you?"
"How did you know that?" Madison answers after a pause.
"Where?"
"On, on the back of my neck."
Gabriella nods, gesturing for Sam and Dean to put their guns away and they do so. She goes behind her, gently brushing her hair away and exposing a scarred lump the size of a golf ball on her neck.
"Oh, that's just a love bite. Believe me, that could have been a lot worse. Where were you at the time?" Dean says, taking a look at the bite himself.
"Walking home from a friend's loft." Madison answers.
"Let me guess. Not too far from Hunter's Point?" Sam asks.
Madison nods.
The four are back in the other room; Gabriella closes the door and turns to face them, "The same place where those other murders happened. I'm telling you, it's a werewolf's hunting grounds." She says.
Dean shakes his head, "Maybe, but that doesn't mean it's gonna be out there tonight."
"It's the right time of the lunar cycle. Look, it's a long shot." Sam says, trying to convince Dean not just for the sake of Gabriella but for the sake of Isabeau. If there was a way to save Madison, they should take it.
Dean sighs, "All right. But, we're forgetting something. Maddie's probably gonna turn soon, all right? We can't just let her take off to an all-you-can-eat buffet."
Isabeau nods, "Gabriella will stay with her." Gabriella nods in agreement.
"And if she busts loose?" Dean asks. Gabriella doesn't respond, thinking. "Gabby?"
Gabriella takes a breath, "Then one of two things will happen… Either I'll do what I have to or… I bite her."
Isabeau stares at her, "Gabriella…"
"Wouldn't that just make things worse for Madison?" Sam asks.
Gabriella shakes her head, "No, if I bite her then… I can help her control it. It'd be like creating a pack between the two of us. That's what happened with Luke. He was randomly bitten, he had no one, but with a pack, a newly turned werewolf can learn to control it."
Gabriella sighs, "But, that and shooting her is the last resort. I need you to go out there. At least go look for the thing. Guys, please. We can save this girl."
Isabeau smiles softly at Gabriella, "You got it, Gabby." She pats both Sam and Dean on their backs.
Gabriella sends her a grateful nod.
The three leave the apartment and Gabriella rejoins Madison, who is still crying, "Please. Just let me go."
Gabriella looks at her sympathetically and pulls up a chair to sit in front of her, "Look… I know you're scared. I also know that there's no way in hell you're gonna believe me. But I'm doing this because I'm trying to help you. I'm not gonna lie, all right, the odds aren't exactly in our favor."
A tear falls down Gabriella's face, "But if this goes the way I pray it does… I'll untie you, and I'll walk out that door, and I'll never come back. You'll live the rest of your life... And I'll just be a bad memory." She says painfully.
A woman, clearly a hooker, is walking down a dark street alone. She stops when she hears an animal howling, and looks around nervously.
Gabriella is watching the full moon while Madison sits in the chair.
Suddenly, Madison's fingernails grow, stretching into claws. Her eyes turn bright blue and she bares her fangs.
Gabriella turns just as she breaks loose from the chair. She knocks her to the ground, scratching her cheek, but she quickly gets up, a growl ripping through her throat.
She looks up at Madison, her own fingernails growing into claws and her eyes turn yellow.
The hooker is running down the street when suddenly, she comes face-to-face with the animal and it starts chasing her down the street.
Gabriella bares her fangs at Madison. Just as she lunges at her, she moves out of the way, forcing her into her bedroom.
She moves the entertainment center in front of the door, trapping her inside. Her yellow eyes now glowing violet, keeping her back with not just her strength but with her telekinesis.
The werewolf catches up with the hooker, dragging her screaming across the pavement.
"Hey!" Dean shouts.
The werewolf looks up just as Dean shoots him three times in the chest. The werewolf is Madison's neighbor, Glen.
The woman stands up, frightened, and glances at Dean with Isabeau and Sam behind him before running away.
Isabeau raises her arms at the hooker, "Hey, don't mention it!" She calls out to her. A thank you would've been nice.
The three crouch next to Glen, who is coughing and choking. His mouth is covered in blood. After a moment, his fangs retract, and he returns to normal, "It happened... again. Where am I? H–help me. Oh, God. Oh my God." Glen coughs.
Isabeau stands up, covering her mouth, "He couldn't control it." She whispers.
Dean glances up at Isabeau and looks back down at Glen, "All right, easy, Glen. Just take it easy."
They watch as Glen dies, his eyes glazing over.
The next morning, Madison wakes up still dressed as Gabriella opens the bedroom door, "It should be over now. You'll never see me again." Her voice breaks.
Standing, Madison surveys the bedroom. Furniture is overturned, and there are claw marks covering every inch of the walls. When she turns around, Gabriella is gone.
The four of them are parked outside Madison's building. Gabriella was leaning her head against the window, staring at particularly nothing.
Isabeau frowns at Gabriella. She knew that this was the first time in a long time that she fell in love again. Her first relationship wasn't the best. Nothing like a human woman torturing her to scar her love life for over five years.
Gabriella was just getting comfortable with being around human women again, and even going out with a few. But this was the first time since then that she was actually in love. And it pained Isabeau to see once again that Gabriella was heart broken.
Dean leans back in his seat, "It was sort of sad, actually. Glen had no clue what was going on. Hey, why do you think he turned Madison instead of just killing her in the first place?"
Sam shakes his head, "I don't know. I mean, he kind of seemed to have a thing for her."
"Maybe his primal instinct did, too. Maybe he was looking for a little, uh, hot breeding action." Isabeau comments.
Gabriella breaks from her trance, glancing over at Isabeau, "Yeah. Something like that." She says.
Isabeau turns in her seat, leaning back against the door, propping her leg on the seat, "So?" She says to Gabriella.
"So what?" Gabriella asks.
"Speaking of Madison…?"
Gabriella rolls her eyes, "Oh, whatever."
Isabeau frowns again, "Don't 'whatever' me, Gabby, you liked her. Maybe, you even-"
"Isa, she thought I was a stark-raving lunatic." Gabriella retaliates.
"You saved her life." Sam comments from the front seat.
"Yeah, but she doesn't know that." Gabriella says.
Madison appears at Gabriella's window and knocks on it. Gabriella rolls it down as Madison speaks, "You know, for a stake-out, your car's a bit conspicuous. What are you still doing here?"
"Honestly?" Dean asks, "Uh, we're pretty sure you're not gonna turn tonight, but we've gotta be a hundred percent, so… you know, we're... lurking."
Isabeau winces, "Bad choice of words, Dearie."
"Look, I know this sounds crazy." Gabriella says.
Madison nods, "Sure does. Well, if we're gonna wait it out… we might as well do it together."
Madison lets them inside, "You were telling the truth, weren't you? About everything. What you did – it was to help me."
"Yeah." Gabriella says softly.
"I did all of those horrible things… when I turned." Madison asks.
Gabriella glances away briefly, "You didn't know."
"So, when will we know for sure? Moonrise?" Madison asks after a pause.
Gabriella shakes her head, "No. You turned middle of the night last night. We've gotta hang in until sun-up. That's been my experience."
Madison furrows her brows, "Your experience?"
Gabriella exchanges a look with Isabeau who nods.
She turns back to Madison, when she blinks her eyes turn yellow. Madison's eyes widen, "W-what?"
"That's part of the reason why I know about werewolves… I'm half werewolf." Gabriella explains, blinking again and her eyes turn back to their original hazel.
Silence hangs in the air between all of them. Dean purses his lips, wrapping his arm around Isabeau's waist, "Well, it looks like we've got ourselves a few hours to kill. Poker, anyone?"
Later, the five of them watch as the sun sinks and the moon rises. Dean and Sam lay their guns on the table, just in case. Gabriella and Madison watch them from the couch.
Dean nods at the two women, "Oh, no, you guys talk."
Isabeau swats his arm, giving him a mock glare. The three of them talk as Gabriella and Madison stare at each other.
"So… part werewolf, huh?" Madison says, trying to start a conversation.
Gabriella chuckles, scratching her neck, "Ah, yeah. And part witch, so. Kind of known as a hybrid."
Madison nods and glances over at the others, "Are any of them like you?"
Gabriella looks over at the others and back at Madison, "Just Isabeau. She's a hybrid too. Part elemental and part witch. She can control fire and lightning and well, do a lot more than that. She's sort of our 'leader'. Hough she hates it when we call her that."
Gabriella clears her throat, "But, Sam and Dean are human. Both of them are dating Isabeau too."
Madison blinks, "Oh, that's certainly new." Madison gives her reassuring smile, "In a good way."
Gabriella nods in agreement, "She deserves them. Love and relationships are hard to comeby for us hybrids."
Madison hums, "Why?"
"Us hybrids are sort of seen as abominations by both my kind and humans. We're sort of hunted from both ends. We try to live normal lives and live peacefully with everyone. Have normal human jobs, help other creatures that just want to live their lives, save others that need help." Gabriella explains.
"Saving me." Madison asks.
Gabriella stares at her, "Yeah, saving you. I'm not giving up on you."
A few hours later, they watch from the window as the sun comes up. "Does – does this mean it worked?" Madison asks them.
"Yeah. I think so." Gabriella says, relieved.
Madison sighs in relief, "Oh, God, thank you. Thank you so much." She gives Gabriella a hug.
Dean clears his throat, and they pull away. Madison laughs, "You, too, guys. Thank you." She thanks the three of them.
Isabeau shrugs, "Aw, don't mention it." There's an awkward pause, Isabeau smiles, grabbing both Sam and Dean's hands, "So, we're just gonna head back to the hotel and… watch some Pay-Per-View, or something."
They leave the apartment, Isabeau giving Gabriella a knowing smile as the three of them leave.
"That was smooth, heh." Madison points out.
"She means well, but…" Gabriella trails off.
Madison looks at her, "You mean, she thinks you're gonna get laid." She smiles.
Gabriella's ears turn red, "Look, I—"
"It's okay." Madison reassures.
Gabriella shakes her head, "No. I know I scared the crap out of you, all right? I–I mean, I tied you to a chair. Not to mention I'm a werewolf."
Madison shakes her head, "That's right up there with me scratching up your face. And… you being a werewolf, witch hybrid, doesn't bother me."
Gabriella licks her lips, "There's just no way... we could go back, you know? Before it happened."
"You're right. There's just no way." Madison agrees.
Gabriella shakes her head. Then, after a moment, Madison gives in and kisses her. Gabriella immediately responds, pushing her against the wall.
Gabriella's eyes turn their yellow, a habit that she had whenever her emotions were strong. Madison smiles at her eyes, "Beautiful." Madison whispers and Gabriella could feel her heart beating even faster than it was before.
They strip each other of their clothing and make their way to the bedroom, falling back onto the bed. Throughout the night, they continue to make passionate love, letting go of all they had been holding back.
Madison didn't care what Gabriella was, in that moment, Gabriella and her were one. And both women hoped that this would last forever.
Hours later, they fall asleep in each other's arms, completely content.
The full moon rises and Gabriella wakes up and looks around. She hears a growl and turns to see Madison, who has returned to her werewolf form, eyes blue and fangs bared.
Before Gabriella can catch her, she jumps out the window, leaving her stunned.
Gabriella runs down the hall to Dean, Isabeau and Sam's room, pounding on the door. Isabeau answers, sheets gathered around her naked body. Isabeau furrows her brow, "Gabby?"
"She – she turned." Gabriella says breathlessly.
"What?" Isabeau asks.
"I couldn't grab her in time." Gabriella says.
Isabeau swallows, "We'll find her, Gabby." Isabeau looks back at Sam and Dean who are both in naked with the sheets covering them and a space in between them where Isabeau was laying down.
Both motel beds pushed together to create one giant bed. They look at Isabeau, worried.
Isabeau looks back at Gabriella, "We'll find her."
Now dressed, the four of them quickly make their way out of the motel.
"I already called Bobby. He doesn't know anything. Except he knew severing the bloodline wouldn't work. That's everyone. They all say it's impossible to reverse it." Sam informs them.
"How come she didn't turn when we were with her?" Dean asks.
"De—" Gabriella starts.
"So, what, you put her to bed and then she wolfed out? Maybe she's gotta be asleep to turn." Dean concludes.
"What the hell does it matter, De?" Gabriella asks, "Look, we've gotta find some way to help her, some legend we missed or something. I might be a werewolf, but… I'm technically pureblood. All of us technically don't know when it comes down to werewolves that were bitten at random."
"No, we do know." Isabeau brings up, "Luke. We found him a pack and they helped him. We just gotta find Madison a pack, one that we trust."
Gabriella shakes her head, "Isa, we're low on time and it could take us weeks, hell, even months to find a pack that'll take her in."
"Or you could do it." Isabeau suggests.
Gabriella stares at Isabeau, "I… I can't lead a pack. I'm shy and not as strong as my mother. I can't do that. And besides, it's her choice. I'm not gonna force Madison to take this life."
Her phone rings and she answers. "Gabriella?" Madison asks from a phone booth.
"Madison, where are you?" Gabriella asks worriedly.
Madison cries, "I don't – I don't – I don't know where I am."
"Well, do you see any street signs?"
Madison looks around, "Um… yeah, yeah, Middle Point."
"All right, hold on, Madison. We're coming to get you, just stay where you are." Gabriella tells her as they all hop into the impala.
The five of them are in the living room of Madison's apartment. A gun is sitting on the table. "I don't remember anything. I probably killed someone last night. Didn't I?" Madison asks at the table.
"There's no way to know yet." Dean says quietly.
Madison looks at him, "Is there something else we can try to make it go away?"
Sam sighs, "We'll find something. I mean, there's gotta be some answer, somewhere."
"That's not entirely true. Madison, you deserve to know. We've scoured every source. There's just no cure." Dean admits.
"Is – is he right?" Madison asks Gabriella.
Choking up, Gabriella stands and turns away.
Isabeau sighs, "We can find you a pack. They'll help you, take you in, teach you to learn how to control it."
Madison looks up at her, "Don't I get a choice?"
Gabriella turns around, "Of course you do. But, it could be a very long time until we find a cure. Believe me when I say we've looked. We know many others that are searching."
"Gabriella, I don't wanna hurt anyone else. I don't wanna hurt you." Madison admits.
Gabriella sniffles, "It's your choice, Madison. I won't force you to go with a pack. I'm not forcing you to do anything."
Madison thinks for a second, and picks up the gun, bringing it to Gabriella. Gabriella chokes up, "This is what you choose?" Gabriella asks, her voice breaking.
Madison looks back down at the gun, "Is there a chance for me at all?"
Gabriella bites her lip, "If we get you with a pack, yes. You can stop killing, you'll be able to control it. And sooner or later, it'll just become a you. I had to learn. Not all of us were born with control." She shares a knowing look with Isabeau.
Madison nods, "Where would I go?"
"Somewhere far away maybe. We'll try to find the closet pack that we can." Gabriella explains.
"No…" Madison trails off and Gabriella nods, taking the gun with a shaking hand and trembling lips.
Madison places her hand on top of Gabriella's, "I want you. I don't wanna die." A tear falls down her face, "I don't. But I also don't want to be with some random people that I don't trust. If I'm going to be part of a pack to control it… I want it to be with you."
Gabriella's breath hitches, "I-I don't have a pack. I'm not strong enough."
Madison smiles sadly, "Then we'll make one. Until we find a way, help me. Save me, Gabriella."
Isabeau smiles softly at Gabriella and Madison. She gently grabs the boys jackets who are watching on with soft eyes, "Come on, what's going to happen next… it's a little personal." She whispers to them.
Gabriella and Isabeau share one more look before she and her boyfriends leave. Isabeau sends her an encouraging nod.
The three leave, closing the door behind them, leaving Madison and Gabriella alone.
Gabriella looks back down at the gun, "Are you sure? You want this with me?"
Madison's lips tremble and she nods, "As long as I'm with you. I know you can do this. Even if I wasn't a werewolf… I want this, I want us."
Gabriella presses her forehead to Madison's and drops the gun to the ground, "I'm going to have to bite you. It'll not only help me, but it will help you."
Madison nods as best as she can, "Do what you need to do."
She brushes back Madison's hair on her neck and leans down, her lips lightly kissing the skin, "I love you." For the first time in years, she said those three words, afraid she would never say them again.
Madison closes her eyes, "I love you."
Gabriella's eyes turn yellow and her fangs descend. With a growl, her teeth latch onto Madison's skin and Madison screams out as the teeth sink into her.
Isabeau leans against the impala, Sam and Dean sitting on either side of her, all of them waiting outside of Madison's apartment.
"You think they'll be okay?" Sam asks Isabeau.
Isabeau smiles to herself, "I think so. Gabriella… She deserves this. She deserves love."
Her smile widens as Gabriella steps out of the apartment with Madison by her side. Madison had her shoulder patched up where Gabriella bit her, "And Madison deserves a chance."
Dean looks down at Isabeau and places a soft kiss on her temple. Isabeau closes her eyes, enjoying the gesture.
Gabriella and Madison walk up to them, "Ready?" Gabriella asks.
Isabeau nods, standing up from the impala with Sam and Dean, "Gonna head home?"
Gabriella smiles, "Gonna introduce Madison to the others. Help her get situated. But, just gotta pick up my stuff and then I'm gonna head back here to help Madison pack."
Madison smiles at them, "Thank you, again."
Sam smiles, "No problem."
Dean shrugs, "Hey, it's what we do."
Isabeau chuckles, "I will say, it's gonna get confusing with having two Madison's around."
Gabriella agrees, "Well, we'll just have to call our little succubi, Maddie all the time now."
Madison raises a brow, "Succubi? What other creatures are in your guys coven?" Madison asks them.
The two witches share a smile, "Many creatures… can't wait till you explain everything else." Isabeau says with a cheeky smile.
Gabriella mockingly glares at her, punching her arm lightly, "In due time."
Isabeau shakes her head and smiles at Madison, "Welcome to the family, Madison."
I saved Madison! I'm sorry but like I hate that they killed her off. She deserved so much better. I feel like that's going to be me throughout the series and just saving characters that 100 percent deserved better. Plus, it wouldn't fit Isabeau's morals if she just let Madison die and let her give up. So, expect to see Madison sometime in the future since she's now with Gabriella, our resident werewolf hybrid.
Feedback is my motivation.
Hope you all enjoyed!