Chapter 41: The Pack
PLEASE Read and Review! Alright, just to clarify the Daniel in this chapter is not the Danny of previous chapters. This part of the story coincides with my friend Sharli's fic Wolf at Midnight. Scott, Sharla, Daniel, Joe, and Arizona belong to her. I just thought it'd be cool to have a cross over chapter.
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"Wow, look what the dog dragged in!" Daniel yelled as Scott and Sharla walked in with their kids, Joe, and Lana in tow. Scott carried Dakota in and looked for a place to lay him down.
"What happened t' y'all?" Daniel sat in the easy chair playing a pocket video game with Arizona sitting on the arm of the chair watching, and various people ran about like madmen. Joe grabbed a towel from a clean pile of folded clothes and laid it on the couch so Scott could put Dakota there.
"We had a run in with some jerk who wanted t' kill this guy-"
"Hey, I know him," Daniel said. "He's wanted for...somethin', right?"
"So what happened?" Joe asked. "All I understood was something about someone ruining y'all's nap."
"I'm not exactly sure," Scott began. "Sharla and I were sleeping by that creek out in the woods when we heard foot steps, when we looked this guy, uh, what's his name?"
"Denver, or, wait, that's not it," Daniel said.
"Dakota," Sharla corrected.
"Dakota was taking a walk through the woods 'er something..."
"With a back pack full of...deodorant, shampoo," Daniel pulled the wet things out of the back pack. "Underwear, pants, shirts, a book, oh, with a picture of an incredibly hot momma," Arizona slapped him. "Just kidding', you look better."
"Whatever, he was walking through the woods when some guy attacked him, so I jumped in and all hell broke loose," Scott blurted, exasperated.
"And we brought him home." Joe said with a grimace.
"Hey, the guy's unconscious," Sharla said. "And hurt."
"Well what can we do for him?" Joe asked.
"What, would you just have us leave him out there, lying face down in the mud with a crazy man?" Scott said.
"Scott, you have a whole group t' look after, you have t' worry about their safety, what if this guy needed t' be left out there, lying face down in the mud with the crazy man?" Daniel asked.
Suddenly Dakota's eyes popped open and he sat up quickly. He lost his balance and fell off the couch. "Who the heck are you people, where am I, am I dead, why am I not dead?"
His eyes were wild and he gripped the couch for protection.
"He is crazy," Joe said.
"Calm down," Sharla said. She sank to her knees beside him. "It's okay, you were attacked, Scott saved you and we brought you back here."
"Where's here?" He asked looking a bit more calm.
"Our house, we live on Pioneer Bend" Sharla said.
"Who are you?" He scooted back away a bit more, still frightened.
"We could ask you to' same question," Joe said crossing his arms.
"Chill Joe," Sharla said. "My name's Sharla, I'm friends with Stephanie, remember, we met in the woods the other day."
His eyes seemed to calm some more, just hearing a familiar name comforted him. He could barely remember what happened, and his thoughts were still a jumbled mess.
"Sorry, I uh," he touched his head trying to think. "Thank you for saving me, I'm, Dakota Stevens...but, you remember that." He immediately regretted what he said. He could sense that they were werewolves.
"Oh yeah, I've heard your name before," Daniel said. "You're the guy from Colorado, the Counsel want you because to did something bad like us. We're sort of hiding from the Counsel because too because we did some tellin' and stuff like that," Daniel said.
"You moron don't tell him that," Joe said.
"Hi, hello, I'm the leader, stop it Joe, we've just established that he's in the same trouble we're in," Scott said.
"He knows anyway Joe, I told him," Sharla said.
Dakota held his head in his hands, it hurt, but he couldn't quite remember why. All the yelling and information clouded his memory, which all ready sat in a complete state of confusion. "Look, I don't want t' be a problem," he tried to stand. "Y'all have problems of your own, I can leave." He fell back down on the floor. "Just give me a second, I'll get it." He felt drunk, he'd never been drunk before, but he figured that that had to be how it felt.
"Now look sweetie," Arizona said helping him back up onto the couch. "After the story they told, you're not goin' anywhere for a while."
"David, I have t' talk t'....David..." Dakota trailed off and passed out again.
"Man, what did that guy do to him?" Arizona asked.
"David? Who's David?" Sharla asked.
"David, you think that could be old David, the really old guy who never wanted t' be an Elder," Scott asked. "He supposedly came down here from Colorado t' check on one of those big car corporation's that he owns."
"It's possible," Joe said. "I heard the Counsel also suspected that he helped this guy."
"Could we call him, I know the place he's checking on, maybe he could shed some light on this subject." Daniel said.
"Couldn't hurt, especially if he did help this guy escape," Scott said. "Call 'it, Dan."
