The ringing of the phone pulled Sam from his slumber. Glancing at the alarm clock he saw that it was a quarter to eight. He wondered who was calling that early. Madison gave a little moan, but made no move to grab the phone.
"I'll get it sweetie," Sam grabbed the phone. "Hello?"
"Morning Sam." Lindsay sounded way to chipper.
"Morning Lindsay," Sam sound a little sleepy as he spoke
"Sam, I sorry to bother you so early, but do you think you and Madison could stop over my house sometime today?" asked Lindsay.
"Sure. What's up?" replied Sam.
"I need to talk to you guys about something. I'll tell you all about it when you get here." Lindsay fought hard to keep the excitement out of her voice.
"Sure. Is noon okay with you?" asked Sam.
"Noon's fine," replied Lindsay.
"Okay, we'll see you then." As Sam hung up the phone, he realized that he didn't check with Madison about going to Lindsay's.
"Sam, was that Lindsay?" asked Madison as she sat up in bed.
"Yeah. She wants us to come over today. I said that we'd be over at noon. Is that okay?" said Sam.
"That's fine. Does she need us to bring anything?" asked Madison.
"She didn't mention it. I don't think this is a social visit. She said that she needs to talk to us about something. What do you think it could be?" wondered Sam.
"I don't know, maybe she wants to tell you that she dating Dean," said Madison with a giggle.
"Yeah she wants to tell us in person that she dating is my brother. Somehow I don't think it's that," replied Sam.
"I guess I'll go start breakfast." Madison started to get out of bed, but Sam pulled her back.
"You rest for a while longer. I'll get breakfast." Sam figured with all the tossing and turning his wife did last night, she didn't get much sleep.
"Are you sure?" asked Madison.
Sam answered her with a kiss and headed out of the room to start breakfast.
Madison grabbed Sam's pillow. Hugging it close she breathed in his scent. I don't know what I'd do without him. He is the most amazing person I have ever met she thought. He loves me even though I'm a werewolf and we can't have children. Madison brushed a tear from here eye and hugged the pillow tighter.
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"Dad, I invited Sam and Madison over. They'll be here at noon," said Lindsay.
"Did you tell them what you found out?" asked Sid.
"No. I want to do this face to face," answered Lindsay.
"I think this is wonderful," said Sid.
"This has to work. I don't want to get their hopes up, only to have them dashed." Lindsay said a silently prayer that everything would work out.
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Having finished breakfast, Sam and Madison were now seated on the sofa with a large box in front of them. Madison's mother had sent them some stuff discovered in the move to the condo.
"So what's in here?" asked Sam.
"It's some stuff of my mine from when I was younger," answered Madison. "Mom found it when they were moving. She's been meaning to send it for a while, but was busy with the move. "
Madison opened up box to reveal a layer of green packing peanuts. She grabbed an empty plastic bag and started to scoop away the peanuts. There was a note nestled inside.
"Madison, I thought you would like to have these things. Love Mom," read Madison out loud.
Sam started helping Madison remove the packing peanuts and pretty soon the top layer was removed revealing the contents in side the cardboard box.
"Uh Maddy, what is this," said Sam holding up a stuffed banana with a face and arms and legs. It was dressed in a tuxedo and a top hat.
"Oh my gosh, Wellie," cried Madison.
"Wellie?" asked Sam.
"Sam meet Wellington J. Banana. Wellie was my favorite stuffed animal when I was younger," said Madison with a smile.
"Sweetie, this isn't an animal. It's a banana in formal wear." Sam started laughing.
"Don't laugh at Wellie. I loved him and I used to carry him everywhere I went," said Madison.
They removed more of the contents of the box which included some books Madison had read as a child and several of her old dolls. At the bottom of the package was a white box. Madison pulled it put and set it on the coffee table. There was a note taped to the lid. It said one day you might want to use these. The lid was removed to reveal a pink baby blanket embroidered with a black M in one corner. Underneath the blanket were some baby clothes that Madison had worn, including the outfit she wore home from the hospital. Blinking back tears, Madison put the lid on the box and shoved it away from her. It fell off the table and the contents spilled out onto the floor.
"Maddy are you okay?" asked Sam his voice laced with concern.
"I think I'm going to have another cup of coffee," said Madison avoiding Sam's question.
"Madison, I think we should talk about this," said Sam.
"We have already discussed this Sam. I don't feel like getting into it again." Madison stood up and walked in the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, Sam got up off the couch and started to pick the baby clothes up off the floor. He gave a sad smile when he came across a white one piece suit with a pink stork on the front with the words take me home embroidered on it. After everything was picked up, Sam went to join his wife in the kitchen.
"Maddy, I don't mean to push you, but I know seeing those baby things upset you," said Sam.
"Sam, I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped at you," said Madison softly.
"It's okay," replied Sam.
"No, it's not. You have been wonderful throughout everything. You're right about those baby clothes and that blanket. It's a reminder of what we'll never have." Having already spent time crying over what she couldn't have, Madison refused to shed more tears.
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At two minutes to noon, Sam pulled his black Honda Accord to a stop in front of Sid's house. He was pleased that he found a spot right out in front.
"So you really have no clue why Lindsay wants to see us?" asked Madison.
"No. I don't see the Impala anywhere. I wonder if she invited Dean," said Sam as he exited the car.
"Maybe he's hasn't arrived yet," replied Madison.
Sam rang the bell. A moment later Lindsay opened the door. She invited Sam and Madison inside.
"I'm so glad you could come," said Lindsay.
She led the way into the living room with Sam and Madison. Once everyone was seated, Lindsay began speaking.
"You guys are probably wondering why I asked here," said Lindsay.
Sam and Madison both nodded.
"This is the reason." Lindsay lifted the French hunter's journal.
"Isn't that the book you've always got your nose in?" asked Sam.
"Yep," replied Lindsay.
"Not to sound rude Lindsay, but what does this have to do with us?" asked Sam.
"I'll explain. I bought this book at an estate auction when I lived in Paris. It originally belonged to a man name Jacques Arsenault. He was a hunter who lived in France in the eighteenth century," said Lindsay.
"A hunter of the supernatural?" asked Sam. He was beginning to get curious, but still didn't see how this related to him and Madison.
"Yes. Jacques was a hunter, but gave it up after his wife died in childbirth. He moved to a small house in the woods and was raising his son Pierre by himself. When Pierre was eight he was attacked by a werewolf in the woods near his house," said Lindsay.
"Oh my god that's horrible," cried Madison.
Sam seriously hoped that Lindsay didn't invite them over to talk about werewolf killings. It was bound to make his wife upset, especially if it involved a child.
"Jacques was able to kill the werewolf before it could kill his son. Pierre was severely injured, but survived the attack. His father didn't know if his son was turned until the next full moon. Unfortunately he was. However, Jacques could not bring himself to kill his son, the only family he had left so he did what you and Madison do. He locked his son up each month. In addition to that, he devoted himself to finding a cure for his son. Using money he had inherited from his wife, he traveled the world searching for a way to cure Pierre. He traveled all over Europe and Asia, going every where from Budapest to Prague. He spent a lot of time in Romania where he discovered that there was a rather serious werewolf epidemic around the seventh century. Apparently a small segment of the population was turned and the numbers were growing," said Lindsay.
"Lindsay what are you saying?" asked Sam.
"Jacques found a cure for his son in Romania," said Lindsay.
"A cure, a real cure?" asked Madison trying and failing to keep the excitement out of her voice.
"Yes, a real cure," replied Lindsay.
"Lindsay, how do you know that this is real? I mean that journal is over a hundred years old," said Sam.
"I have a friend who was able to check government records for me. Jacques Arsenault and his son really existed. Records show that Pierre Arsenault lived to age eighty-eight and he fathered six children with his wife," replied Lindsay.
"How?" That one word held so much emotion as Sam spoke it.
"His research turned up a ceremony from the seventh century in Romania. It must be carried out on a day when there is a both a solar and a lunar eclipse," said Lindsay.
"I saw something on CNN about the eclipses. That's less than a week away," said Madison, her voice wavering slightly.
A cure, could there really be a cure? Madison's head was swirling at the thought. Can I really be freed from this damn curse?
"Sam, Madison, I believe this is real. I have triple checked every word I translated. I had a friend in Paris check the records on the Arsenault family. A friend of Andrew's at Cal-Tech told me when the last time two eclipses occurred on the same day. It was a hundred and fifty years ago and it matched up with the date recorded in the journal. Everything indicates that this is real," said Lindsay.
Sam threw his arms around Madison pulled her close. This was the one thing he prayed for everyday. A cure for his wife. And now it seemed that his prayers were finally being answered.
"Lindsay, tell us more," said Sam with his arm still around Madison.
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Madison had a hard time sleeping that night, but it wasn't nightmares keeping her up, it was the thought that her real life nightmare might be coming to an end. For almost three years, she had to deal with being a werewolf and now it seemed that a cure for her was possible. This would be a dream come true. I could have Sam's… Madison didn't finish that thought, refusing to get her hopes up that high. God please let this cure be real prayed Madison as she snuggled in closer to her husband.
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