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Killing the Past

My heart was racing a mile a minute and I had no clue where to look anymore. "Justin, we'll find her," Jackson said, sounding a bit compelling.

"We don't know that, Jackson. Hell, we don't even know she's still alive."

"Don't you give up, knock that shit off." I could feel his anger mixing with mine making us both agitated.

"Pull over," I sighed as he did what I said, probably scared from the look I gave him. I got out of the car and jumped over the hood and ran into the woods, ignoring the angry yelling I was getting from Jackson to come back. I wondered if everyone had given up and I was following in their tracks or if I was the only one giving up. Derek had warned me about calling the cops and I feared everything now. I came up to his house and walked up the steps. I looked around for any form of life following me and soon walked in.

"Derek, come out," I called, but the house was emptier than a tomb. A thick smell of blood filled every inch of the air I breathed in. I walked into the living room and picked up three different scents that I all knew so well, the first being Derek, then my cousin, and lastly…Aideen's? Blood covered the floor of the living room and I couldn't tell whose it was, flashes of Aideen getting attacked filled my mind as I collapsed on the ground.

I grew sick and angry and I let my wolf form take over. I jumped through the window that had been broken from the time we attacked Peter and I ran, I didn't care where, but I ran. With my mind blocked and my heart guiding my feet I hoped it brought me to Aideen.

I jumped out from the trees and came to a cemetery. "No, absolutely not," I whispered as I could feel myself return normal. I wanted to turn around and leave but I couldn't I walked over and sat in front of Laura's grave.

"Somehow I keep coming to you," I whispered placing my hand on the tomb stone. "I wish you were still here Laura, you'd know what to do, I'll admit it, your boyfriend is a total screw up," I chuckled picturing her smiling face.

"Look at me, I'm talking to a tomb stone. Have I gone crazy?" I howled in the night with anger which I soon regretted since I knew how loud it was and could hear the echoes. I knew I just gave my spot away to my cousin. I quickly ran away and headed straight home.

When I walked through the doors I found my mom in her favorite spot, the kitchen, baking. "Why, why would you do something like this?" I blurted walking into the kitchen.

"Something like what, honey?"

"Letting Austin stay here, he isn't welcome here, we discussed this."

"Justin, you can't tell me who I can and cannot invite in my home," she snapped.

"Don't you remember he killed a child?""

"Justin, you and I both know that was an accident."

"Oh not you too, he's got you under his little spell. What kind of B.S. has he been telling you?"

"Don't you dare talk to me like that," she snapped waving her wooden spoon to me.

"Mom, he killed Aideen's sister just because he thought her mom killed Dad."

"Your father was cheating on me and I told him to stop."

"Oh so now it's his fault for Kate killing him?" I asked heartbroken about it.

"I'm not saying that…."

"Of course you are, you were saying because you were being cheated on he should have died."

"I would never wish my own husband's death."

"Well that's what it sounds like to me." She was making me so angry listening to what was
coming out of her mouth. "What's next, you disapproving of my engagement?"

"Well you are a bit young," she sighed going back to her cake.

"Excuse me, this coming from the woman who was completely ready for me getting married."

"I don't know, I have too many thoughts on my mind," she snapped.

"Yeah, you and the Sheriff probably…" I seethed as her mouth dropped appalled. Without saying another word she looked straight at me and smacked me, the sting on my cheek hurt but I wasn't going to falter, I looked at her again, again she smacked me. This time a soft but low growl escaped my lips, I didn't mean to, but it slipped.

"How dare you!" she snapped her mouth agape. She grabbed me by my ear and pulled me all the way from the kitchen into my bedroom and locked the door behind her. I took my place on my bed holding my cheek as it burned. After a while I walked to the window and looked out seeing the half moon rise above the trees, I couldn't help but think of Aideen, somewhere in the night lost and alone, or worse kidnapped and being raped.

I got angry and stormed over to my book shelf and began pulling books off the shelf. I was ready to rip the first book to shreds when the title caught my eye. The Legend of the Werewolf. I walked onto my balcony thinking the first time Aideen came over.

"My Justin used to hate reading," Aideen's voice echoed in my head forcing an entire flashback upon me.

"Those are just history," I shrugged standing up. I walked over to her and placed my hand on her shoulder getting her attention. "Now the top two rows are World War One and Two. The row under that is about the Kings and Queens of England starting as early as King Arthur. The two rows under that are about Titanic, you know the ship that sank in the Atlantic, the row under that is all European History, and then the last row was of mainly Ireland, Scotland, and England," I said nearly running out of breath. She had examined my wall, one book at a time and I walked back to my desk to finish up on my History project.

"What's this?" she asked, her voice had changed from kidding to serious drastically.

"What's what?" I called as she placed a book on my desk entitled, The legend of the Werewolf.

"Oh that?" I asked a little nervous. "Stiles got me it for my birthday, he has some obsession with it, and says it falls under history and I would like it, I read it in three hours, it wasn't as good as he said it was," I laughed as she looked at me a little frightened. "You ok?"

"Huh, yeah, I'm fine."

As I stood on my balcony I opened the book, I saw numbers in a single row going from the top corner to the bottom. I turned to each page that a number represented and found cliff notes from Aideen most of them saying how truthful each page was, but when I came to the last page I felt horrible.

"My beloved,

No matter how many secrets you keep from me, you know eventually I will find them. You just handed over one of the biggest of all time to me. By the time you read this you will know I what I am…a hunter, but I promise you, no one and I mean NO ONE will hurt you as long as I am around.

I also wanted to say I love you Justin, right now, I am scared out of my mind to even say anything to you because I don't know how you feel but I am sure it is mutual. If you get this when I left and returned to Texas, I am sorry I never said anything, and most importantly always be a good dog. XD."

I felt terrible after reading her little note to me. This was all my fault something bad had happened to her, everything was wrong because of me. If I never told my cousin what I saw he would have never gone after Aideen's family. My big mouth got me into this trouble and I needed to get out.

I regretfully read the note again and again until I collapsed on the balcony and began to cry. I threw the book in my room and jumped over my balcony and began running, I needed help and one person who I knew could get me out of a sticky situation. I came to a rather large Victorian house and started slamming on the door. "I'm coming, I'm coming," a woman's voice echoed through the house.

She opened and looked at me totally shocked. "Justin, if I knew you were coming I would place some tea on stove," the forty year old woman smiled.

"Thanks Aunt Grace, is he here?" I asked as she nodded and I ran upstairs slamming on his door. "DUDE! Open up!" I barked continuously slamming on his door.

"WHAT!" Reg barked opening the door.

"I need your help, Aideen went missing and we can't find her."

"Justin, I have a ten page essay due in the morning in my English class tomorrow."

"Reg, is college really more important than helping family?"

"I am only on three out of ten, I think so."

"Reg, you are like my favorite cousin and even though we bug the crap out of each other at work,
I think you owe me this one."

"I don't owe you anything," he laughed walking back to his desk.

"Come on, you are the greatest hunter in the entire family."

"I am the only hunter in the family."

"Well actually when Aideen marries into the family there will be two hunters you and her," I laughed as he rolled his eyes.

"If you are trying to annoy me it's working," he sighed getting quiet agitated.

"If you help me find her, then…then…then I'll finish your essay," I offered as he turned around in his chair.

"You promise?"

"Sure, what's it about?" I asked starting to regret my own words as he handed me the handout.

"Discuss the factors of how the Titanic affected both England and America the day after she sank," I read aloud smiling at my cousin. "You tricked me," I sighed as he laughed.

"Hey, it's your favorite subject."

"Fine, Reg, you have a deal," I chuckled shaking his hand. He quickly walked into his closet pulled one of his guns out and a whip that reminded me of the Indiana Jones movies. "Mom, I'm going out with Justin," he screamed as we got to his front door.

"Both you boys be safe, and Justin keep an eye on him," she screamed back.

"Yes, Aunt Grace," I joined in screaming feeling bad that my cousin was older than me and how I had to watch him. The two of us got in his Mustang and drove off down the street hoping for a clue.