Killing the Past

"Aideen, wake up…PLEASE, wake up, come on, wake up," I cried shaking her. Her breathing was becoming softer by the second. I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder as if they were giving up. Something popped into my head…the only way to save her, and I knew it. I dug my hand in my pocket and pulled out a small blue bottle. I pull the cork stopper out and was about to pour what was inside.

"STOP!" Derek snapped grabbing my wrist.

"What are you doing?" I looked at him.

"Me? What are you doing? You know it's is only for serious causes," he snapped getting angry.

"I know, but this is," I looked back to Aideen who was now turning white.

"What is it?" I heard Scott ask.

"It is only used for…"

"Derek, she is dying this will heal the wound for us to give us enough time to get her to the hospital."

"What is it?" Scott asked again now getting our attention.

"What this?" I asked holding up the bottle as he nodded a little dumbfounded.

"Wolf tears," Mr. Argent answered as I looked at him a little shocked. Scott looked at him waiting for him to continue. "It is said that the first few tears a born werewolf cries they hold a healing source to any serious injury." I looked away as I slowly poured the water out, we watched as the tiny drop fell onto Aideen's wound, I lifted her head and waited like everyone else…to see if she would turn around.

Her color had returned which gave me a little relief and her wound looked a little smaller so I lifted her and ran toward Derek's car. "Come on!" I called as he ran over and climbed in. "Stay with us Aideen, please stay with us," I whispered in her ear as Derek sped down the street. We pulled into the driveway and I nearly jumped out of Derek's moving car Aideen still in my arms. "I need help," I called as a few nurses ran over to me and took her from my arms. They had taken her from me and I watched them rush her down the hall on a stretcher.

"What happened to her?" Mrs. McCall asked me.

"I don't know," I sighed as she looked at me funny.

"Really, you don't know, Justin?"

"I really don't Mrs. McCall. I found her like that."

"You found her with a hole in her stomach and covered in blood."

"Someone attacked her, I don't know," I said crying as her face became softer and she hugged me. She soon let me go and I watched her run down the hall to meet up with the nurses who took her away. I sat down in the room and waited for what a felt like an eternity. Waiting with Derek, the guy I had tried to kill the other day. It was awkward.

A doctor had made his way over to me and sat down, which got my heart sinking fast.

"She is making a good recovery, but what I need to know is what happened to her. The puncture went all the way through the other side. She's lucky…"

"Why?" I cut him off my heart still racing.

"She's lucky whatever stabbed her missed every single organ. But tell me, do you know what happened to her?"

"No, I found her like that."

"Was there some sort of sword, or weapon next to her?"

"No," I answered again.

"Was she suicidal?"

"Of course not," I barked.

"It's ok, I just needed to ask, one more question…are there any people in her life that are alcoholics, such as parents, cousins, friends?"

"Why?"

"Well if there are they may lead to suicidal acts so they don't have to watch their friends or family hurt themselves."

"Well her dad is, but I don't see why she would want to kill herself since we are after all engaged."

"Thank you," he sighed.

"Wait…" he turned around and looked at me, "can I see her?" He nodded and I followed him. He pointed at her through a window. She was laying peacefully. A respirator covered her mouth and white gauze covered her entire torso. I walked in as the doctor had walked away and pulled the chair up next to her and grabbed onto her hand. It felt warm which made my heart slow down a bit more.

"I am so lucky," I smiled as she continued lying there not responding. "Aideen, if you can hear me, please, give me a sign move your head, open an eye, or squeeze my hand, please," I begged as I got nothing. I sat there in silence for any sign of movement and even when the door opened I didn't bother looking at the nurses who walked in.

"How is she?" I heard Derek ask.

"She's going to make it," I smiled looking back to her as he sighed very loudly.

"Good, good, Justin listen…I'm sorry you took everything out of context, but didn't you realize…"

"Derek, that's in the past let it stay there," I responded as he nodded. After that he had started to walk out of the room until i stopped him. "Hey, I'm sorry. For what happened. He was lying to me. He had the day we tried to... well... you know."

Derek nodded. "It's fine." He finally left, leaving me with her again.

"Why would you do something like that?" I asked rubbing her smooth cheek. "I know you were doing it to protect us, but what did you win? You're in the hospital for crying out loud," I said placing my head on the bed with a soft yawn. I closed my eyes and soon drifted off to sleep without even knowing it.