Hello everyone! If you all haven't heard about the latest news, then I will tell you. Yesterday afternoon, the mid-season finale episode of Teen Wolf was leaked onto iTunes. Jeff Davis has written a letter to his fans and posted on the official Teen Wolf tumblr and he feels deeply hurt about the whole situation. For those who have seen it (either accidentally or not), PLEASE do not spoil it for those who haven't watched it yet. It will ruin the whole excitement and build-up that Jeff worked very hard on creating for his lovely fans. Also, for those who watched it (and those who didn't) PLEASE watch the episode live on Monday night. It is important that the ratings are high for them to continue on making this fabulous show. It is still business after all and a low ratings on the last episode could be devastating for him. Please, please, please don't post spoilers on the internet. Don't spoil this for anyone and do WATCH the final episode on Monday night.
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"Lucy, please wake up," she heard a soft voice from a distance. The brunette groaned as she flickered her eyes open to see bright, blue irises staring intensely at her. That's when she recognized that it was Isaac. "Oh thank god. Are you okay?"
Isaac carefully sat her up and pushed her against the metal rails to keep her steady. Lucy's head hurt completely. There was a loud throb happening inside and the girl could only hold her forehead as she rubbed her eyes.
"What happened?" She croaked at him. Lucy then scanned around the dark vault with the door slightly opened that allowed some light in. She narrowed her eyes at Allison when she saw her handcuffed to the one of the rails. "Why is Allison with handcuffs? Where's her dad?"
Isaac shared a pained look with Allison and Lucy glanced between the two. "What…what happened, Isaac?"
"After Chris attacked you, he handcuffed Allison before offering himself to Jennifer," he sadly told her the details that she missed. "I've never been so scared, but she has three. She has all three and we need to stop it before she sacrifices them all."
Lucy began to shake, but she gulped as she nodded.
"I…I have to tell Stiles. He has to know," she stated firmly as she tried to get on her feet. Isaac helped her up, hold his arms out as she wobbled a bit. The werewolf suggested that she should sit, but she shook her head and took out her phone before frowning. "I can't. I have no signal here so I need to step outside for a few minutes. Just help Allison out of the cuffs."
She looked over Allison before leaving the vault with her phone in hand. As Lucy decided to send a quick text to Stiles about Chris being kidnapped by Jennifer, the pain didn't seem get any better or worse. A few minutes passed by and Lucy received no answer from Stiles. She stayed outside in the hallway, her foot tapping the floor in a rhythm until she should just head back inside. As she stepped one leg in the vault, her eyes gazed at Allison and Isaac.
She was stunned as she saw them in each others' arms. Isaac was fully embracing the huntress and Lucy could see some tears in Allison's brown eyes. Lucy's body became tensed as stone, her head shifted a bit higher as her face slightly clenched. She wasn't sure why it bothered her so much to see Isaac hugging Allison like that. Lucy knew that Isaac was helpful to anyone in need, but for some reason: this bugged her.
And that feeling came back again. That same feeling that she felt at the hospital.
Jealousy.
Lucy sent a cough their way and the two snapped their heads at her direction.
"I sent the text already," she controlled her voice from cracking a bit as well as showing them her phone. "He hasn't said anything and I don't know why."
Allison's arms finally pulled away Isaac as she realized how awkward the situation looked like in Lucy's mind. The female Argent stepped a few inches away from Isaac as her hand nervously rubbed behind her sweaty neck. Isaac watched in confusion as to why Allison suddenly acted this way, but he couldn't press the idea further as Lucy spoke again.
"What are we gonna do now?" She asked before approaching the two with her phone still in hand. "Allison's dad is gone and Scott is somewhere with Deucalion. Stiles isn't answering and Derek will only focus on Cora."
Allison lifted her head as she thought for a moment. "What about Deaton? Maybe he could help."
Isaac nodded in agreement. "He's the only one we have left."
"I was thinking the same thing," Lucy murmured at them as she scratched her head. "We should head to the animal clinic and hope he's there."
Allison quickly stepped out of the vault as she went to go start the car they came with. Lucy headed out as well, but Isaac's hand shot out and grabbed her arm. She whipped her head around with a confused expression and he pulled her closer.
"What?" She blurted out to him.
"I heard your voice crack and your smelled something different from you when," he sighed as she tilted her head to the side. "When you saw us hugging."
"My voiced cracked because I'm worrying about Stiles," she told him while gazing into his eyes out of strength. "And I'm sure you smelled something else. If you're saying I'm jealous, then you're completely wrong. I know you and Allison are just friends, okay? Now lets go because she's waiting for us."
Isaac gripped loosened and she stomped away. The werewolf stayed behind for few moments as he eyed her silently. When she answered him, he couldn't help but hear the jump in her heartbeat. It was so light that it almost went unnoticeable from him, but he quickly heard it. He knew how broken and vulnerable Lucy was at the moment. Everything was falling apart in her eyes, in her state of mind that any small action could break her further. He was stupid to how insensitive he was, but Allison was also having her breaking moment.
Allison just saw her dad sacrificing himself to Jennifer in front of her eyes.
She lost her mother and she didn't want to lose her father.
Isaac sighed out in frustration before he exited the vault.
The car engined stopped as soon as they reached the clinic.
Allison snatched the keys into her hands before the three teens stepped out of the car. Lucy slammed the passenger door closed and her eyes stared at the building. The sun was slowly descending behind it, the colors becoming the bright mixed colors she and Isaac had seen in the morning. The wind around them blew between her black fishtail skirt, the soft fabric brushed against her bare legs as she looked over her shoulder to see Allison walk up next to her.
The lights were on and the door wasn't locked.
Lucy walked in first as she held the door open for Isaac and Allison to enter. The three headed towards the back and Lucy's eyes fell upon Lydia, Stiles and Dr. Deaton. Lucy had the urge to hit Stiles on the shoulder since he hadn't answer any of her texts, but he looked so serious.
So different that she decided against it.
Lydia focused her gaze on her shoes, but her head lifted up as soon as Lucy and Allison stepped into view. She had a sigh of relief, she wasn't sure why, but she just did. The sacrifices had put everyone on the edge and Lydia was mostly worried for Stiles, Lucy and Allison.
Their parents were kidnapped and not with them.
As they were discussing the place where their parents might be held, Stiles leaned against the steel table with his hands cupping his chin.
"It has to be on a telluric current," he pointed out the pattern and it made sense for Lucy. She was standing behind Stiles with Isaac next to her. "Or maybe even at the axis of two or where they all intersect. I just know it's where Derek took Paige to die."
Lucy furrowed her eyebrows together as she considered that idea. Allison moved closer to where Stiles was as she snapped her fingers together.
"My dad and Gerard were there once," she said to them all while staring at Lucy knowingly. "But Gerard said it was years ago and he couldn't remember where it was. My dad obviously isn't here to tell us now."
"Yeah, mine either," he chimed in after her while staring straight ahead. Isaac shifted his posture as he glanced at everyone.
"Then how do we find this place?" The werewolf asked to them all.
Lucy crossed her arms as she gazed at the doctor in front of her. "Do you know anything that could help us, Deaton? Anything at all?"
She was begging at this point because she wanted her mother, as well as Allison and Stiles' dads, to be alive. They were all broken, all tired and all scared for their lives.
Deaton didn't face them, but he could feel all their eyes piercing straight at him.
"There might be a way," Lucy's face lifted and a hint of relief washed inside her eyes. "But it's dangerous."
And it fell again.
He finally turned his eyes at them. "We're gonna need Scott."
Lucy narrowed her eyes at him as she stepped forward. "Why do we need him? What are you planning to do that needs him?"
Deaton's dark eyes rested on the worried girl as his gaze softened. "Well…we don't need him, but it's best that he were here. I think it's something the two of you would need to talk about, but for safety precautions: it's best if we use him."
Lucy felt offended. "Why?! I think I could do it! Scott's not even here because Deucalion has him!"
Isaac held her back and made sure she didn't lash out at the doctor. Deaton barely flinched, it was as if he knew she would react this way. Instead he calmly walked up to her and planted his hand gently on her shoulder. Lucy wasn't sure why, but that simple gesture relaxed her slightly and her shoulders were no longer tensed.
The anger washed away, but Isaac hold didn't loosen.
"There is something that you will be able to do," Deaton told her softly and Lucy's eyes stared into his with trust. "And it is something very important, but we need to get your brother here first."
"What's the plan then?" She asked him and Deaton sadly smile.
"Since Jennifer, the Darach, needs three guardians in order to complete the sacrifices," he began with a tone that caused all of them to pay full attention. "It would mean that the three parents would need to die, but there is one way that might just save them."
Stiles gulped out of fear. "What is it?"
"You, Allison and Scott would have to be surrogate sacrifices for your parents," Deaton informed the five teenagers in his room. Their faces were completely shocked and some of them held fear such as Isaac. "For it to be successful, and for your parents to survive, you must all die for a few seconds although there are some dangers lurking behind it."
"Such as what?" Lucy hugged herself with her arms as she inched closer to Isaac's warmth.
"If Allison, Stiles and your brother, Scott, die," Deaton started out calmly and it scared Lucy for a bit. "The three would give back power to the nemeton and it would attract many supernatural creatures to this place because of the restored power. There will also be this cloud of darkness around your hearts, changing you completely and will stay with you for the rest of your lives."
Stiles raised his eyebrows as he quietly snorted, "No pressure…that's good…"
Allison sighed as she already made her decision. "I'll take the risk. Anything to save not only my dad but Scott's mom and Stiles' dad."
"Very well then," Deaton nodded respectively as he gestured Stiles to come with him. "Stiles, you come with me to find Scott. Also," he turned back to Allison with his knowledgable eyes. "You would need to find something that has a strong meaning to you and your father. This goes for you too, Stiles and for Scott as well. I suggest you go back to your home and find something that has something meaningful to you."
Allison nodded slowly as she walked outside to her car. Lucy eyes followed her until she disappeared from the room. Deaton called after Stiles, but before he stepped out, he stopped and faced Lucy. The girl gave him a questioning look as he sighed and slowly walked towards her.
"What is it, Stiles? Deaton's waiting for you," she told him in a hushed tone and Stiles ran a nervous hand through his hair. He wasn't sure where to begin or how to say it. He wasn't even sure how Lucy would react to what he would say, so he swallowed his thoughts down. "Stiles?"
"I'll tell you once Scott gets here," he simply spoke and Lucy scrunched her face together in confusion. "It's something that you both should hear together…"
Lucy didn't want to force it out of him, so she nodded in agreement. She then wrapped her arms around the boy, and Stiles returned the hug. Scott was their connection, their life support and Stiles' dad had always been there for her and her brother. Their mother, Melissa, had always been there for Stiles whenever times were tough.
They basically became a family over the years, although no one said a thing about it.
The two pulled away and Stiles quickly left the clinic. Lucy stood by herself and she balled her fists lightly as a sigh escaped her lips.
She looked at Lydia. "Let's go get the three tubs. I'll show you were they are."
"Lucy," Isaac called her name as soon as Lydia left the room. Lucy halted her steps as she spun around. The werewolf had an unreadable expression, but Lucy knew that his blue eyes gave what he thought away. He was somewhat annoyed or pissed off about something. "What was that about?"
She was taken aback by the question. "What?"
"With Stiles and that hug," he pointed out and Lucy furrowed her eyebrows together. "What was that about?"
"He needed the support, Isaac," Lucy snapped at him, appalled that he was accusing that there was something going on with them. "You should know that Stiles and I are just friends and that we had been since little kids! Our freaking parents, and Scott, were taken from us and we only have each other left! Besides, you gave the same hug to Allison. Why are you becoming so annoyed with me giving a hug to Stiles?"
Isaac remained quiet and Lucy lets out an irritated sigh. "Look, Isaac, you have to trust me when I say nothing is happening with me and Stiles. I trust you enough with Allison which is why I didn't become angry when the two of hugged. She needed the support and I understand where she is coming from, now just help us get the tubs here."
With that, Lucy left and Isaac's ocean eyes gazed as she went.
The small jump in her heartbeat had happened again.
Scott entered his mother's room as soon as he opened the door.
The floor creaked under his weight, the noise loud and it echoed around him. His eyes scanned the large room, the darkness consumed him. Every step he took, the room seemed to shrink and the walls crawled closer and closer to him. He let's his fingers glide across the drawer of his mother and he knew what he needed to find.
It was the first thing that came to his mind when Deaton told him he needed an object that held meaning to him and his mom. He opened a drawer and took out a thick, small, red box. Opening it, his eyes gazed at the object and he knew it was the one for him.
The watch.
It still looked new.
No dust.
Nothing was broken.
It was beautiful, but what was important was that it held meaning to him.
Scott carefully took it and placed it inside his pocket before gently putting the box back inside the drawer, closing it and left the room.
The tube was filled with cold water.
She turned off the hose and gave it to Lydia who needed to fill up one more. The door opened, followed by some footstep, and Lucy's head snapped up to see Scott and Stiles enter inside. She and her brother made an instant connection with their eyes and Lucy couldn't help but run after him. Scott was surprised by the sudden weight that had just crashed on top of him as it made him stumble a few inches back. The werewolf's arms embrace his sister tightly and Lucy pulled her head back.
"You're such an idiot! I hate you for making me so worried!" She hissed at him with heated eyes, but it soon melted away and her face softened. "Oh god, I'm just glad you're okay. Don't you ever do this to me ever again!"
Scott chuckled heartily. "I love you too, sis."
Lucy rolled her eyes as she slapped his chest. "I love you as well, bro."
"No love for me?" Stiles extended his arm wide open and his face mocked an offended look. "How hurtful is this?"
"I gave you a hug before you left," she stuck her tongue childishly at him and Stiles rolled his own eyes.
"Now who's the one that's immature?"
"That title still belongs to you and Scott respectively," she cheekily stated before going back to the tubs to fill it with ice. Stiles shared a blunt look with Scott and the werewolf could only shrug at him. The best friends then silently watched as Lydia, Lucy and Deaton open up ice bags and pour them quickly inside the tubs. Isaac placed green herbs that the doctor had given to him and a shiver always came back to him as he got closer to the tubs. Memories of him drowning inside the water flashed across his eyes and he shook his head.
He wasn't going to do it this time, but the tubs still haunted him.
With the finishing touches done, Lucy rubbed her hands together as she threw the empty ice bag away. The teen girl walked towards her brother and stood between him and Allison. Deaton finished as well and he snapped his eyes at everyone in the room.
"All right," he boasted loudly, capturing everyone's attention. He stared at the three teenagers that were going to go under the water. "What did you bring?"
Stiles and Scott shared a look before the human boy spoke first.
"Um, I got my dad's badge," he showed it to the doctor with his fingers sliding above it. "Jennifer kind of crushed it in her hand, so I tried hammering it out a bit," he frowned at the item in his palm. "Still doesn't look great."
"Well, it doesn't need to look good if it has meaning," Deaton clarified him and Stiles could only nod as he held the badge closer to him. Allison held her object between her fingers and Isaac quirked his eyebrow at it.
"Is that an actual silver bullet?" He blurted out his surprise, but Allison didn't seem flinch at it. Her face remained the same as her thumb caressed the bullet.
"My dad mad it," she answered his question with a calm voice. "It's kind of a ceremonial thing. When one of us finishes learning all the skills to be a hunter, we forge a silver bullet as a testament to the code."
She balled the bullet in her hands. Lucy briefly touched Allison's shoulder and gave her a sympathetic smile her way. Scott was the last one to speak and Lucy wondered what he brought with him. It could be anything from their house.
"Scott?" Deaton called for him and the teenager's hand whipped out a watch. Lucy's eyes widen as her brown eyes landed on the item. She hadn't seen that watch for years and Scott knew what Lucy was thinking as he squeezed her hand gently before staring at Deaton.
"My dad got my mom this watch when she first got hired at the hospital," he explained and Isaac's ears perked up. He knew that Lucy and Scott didn't talk much about their father. The last time one of them did was Lucy who tearfully shared her story as to why she quit gymnastics and he understood completely.
It held painful memories for her.
Isaac listened as Scott continued on. "She used to say it was the only thing in their marriage that ever worked."
Deaton nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, the three of you will get in and the remaining three will hold you down until you're essentially…well, dead," he finished as he tried to make it not too coldly as possible. "But it's not just someone to hold you under. It needs to be someone who can pull you back, someone that has a strong connection to you, a kind of emotional tether."
Lydia and Allison eyed each other and the redhead was about to make her way towards the huntress, until Deaton stopped the brain beauty in her tracks.
"Lydia," she snapped her eyes at him, wondering why he stopped her. "You go with Stiles."
Lucy's eyes glanced at Stiles and was confused as to why Deaton put Lydia and him together. She thought that Allison and her would make a good pair, but for the doctor's eyes: she seemed better suited with Stiles.
"Are you sure?" Allison blurted out to him as if he made a mistake. "I mean, Scott and I both have to go under."
Deaton gave her a knowing look and Allison realized who her part might be. She shared a shock look with Isaac who stood beside her. Lucy's chest tightened as she figured out that Isaac would be the one that will hold Allison down. It meant that the two had a strong connection with each other and she couldn't believe it.
Isaac felt guilty.
He felt as if he betrayed Scott, but mostly Lucy.
Scott could only gaze at Allison. The huntress didn't want to turn around, but she knew he was heatedly staring at her with those eyes. Those brown eyes that would make her legs become weak. She also knew that Lucy was staring at the two of them and she didn't want to face the female McCall at all.
It would be too much for her to handle.
Scott was the first twin to regain his thoughts. "It's okay…"
Lucy was broken further and she didn't want to see Isaac at the moment. The twins held each other's hands and began to walk away from the pair. Isaac wanted to grab Lucy's arm, wanted to say something to her, but his body wouldn't move a muscle. She wouldn't even spare a glance his way anymore and he felt upset.
He felt guilty.
He felt like crap.
Lucy helped her brother as he took off his jacket. She grabbed it from his hands, folding it neatly before placing it to the side. The siblings hadn't said a word to each other, both not trusting their words at the moment, but the two could feel there were in pain.
The two were on the same page.
Scott slowly approached his tub and he could only gaze at it for a moment. Ice and a few herbs floated on the surface. The werewolf could feel the freezing air that the water provide for him and he already felt a shiver run down his spine. He hadn't stepped inside and already the affect was coming on him.
Lifting a bare foot up, his toes inched closer to the water. He broke the barrier and cautiously went inside. A sharp inhale echoed across as the three felt the chill. Scott pushed on as he forced his other leg to enter inside. His hands gripped tightly on the edge of the tub, the watch dangling as well. Lucy moved forward so that she was close to her brother. She watched as his body shivered visibly and she restrained herself from pulling him out.
They needed to do this.
They needed to do this for their parents.
Stiles figured this would now be the perfect time to tell.
"By the way," he spoke through his chattering teeth and the twins looked at him. "If I don't make it back and you do, you should probably know something. Even you, Lucy," he stared at the girl as his skin became red. With a shameful look, he said the words that had been dying to be heard all day long.
"Your dad's in town."
Lucy's whole body seemed to have shut down as she and Scott gazed into each other. The two mirrored the same expression: their eyes wide, their mouth opened and Lucy could feel the tears forming inside. Her stomach had done flips inside, uncomfortable flips and she felt as if a large ocean wave had slammed against her.
Her dad is in town.
Her dad is in town.
Her dad is in town.
He's here.
He's back.
Their dad is back.
Scott stared straight forward, the sudden news had crashed on top of him. He had to focus on his mom though, but the watch now held more meaning. The warmth of it contrasted the freezing temperature of his body. Lucy glanced at Deaton and the doctor nodded at her.
It was time.
She sent the look at Lydia, even sparing a glance at Isaac before her eyes pulled away from his direction. Lucy lifted her hands up and slowly gripped Scott's shoulders. She couldn't believe she was going to do this.
She was going to drown her own brother.
She had too.
Shutting her eyes tightly, Lucy could only whisper a soft 'I love you, Scott' knowing his ears could fully pick them up. Scott tried his hardest not to cry, but he couldn't stop the tears from running down his cheeks.
Lucy roughly pushed him into the water.
Their brown eyes, the same ones they shared, gazed at each other. Lucy's mouth quivered as she forced herself to keep him down. His eyes closed as a few bubbles made their way to the surface of the water. The three who held them down stared at each other before looking down at the person in the water.
The last thing she saw was Scott's eyes snap open.
And turn bright yellow.
Chapter twenty-seven is done! I hope you all enjoyed it :D! Again, please watch the finale on Monday night! Ratings are truly important for the show to remain on air and hopefully we could get a season four because of it! Another important message:
Considering that the season will be split up into two halves, I feel like the two will be slightly different. This means that I will plan on doing a sequel to this story since the theme will now be something else. So yes, a sequel of Battle With Reality is in the makes and I already came up with a title (although I will tell you all on the last chapter :P). Here's the question of today:
Which werewolf on the show (dead or alive) would you want to take to a zumba dance class?
Reviews, alerts and favorites are greatly appreciated! Until next time…
-WhatTheCensoredXD