By the time lunch break rolled around, Kagome made a bee-line for Allison with hopes of starting on her history homework. As well as seeing how the girl was doing since that night and the breakup. Spotting her with Lydia and Jackson, Kagome tossed a shaky smile towards her cousin as Stiles was just sitting down next to him.
Taking a free spot across from the girl she had been looking for, Kagome plopped herself heavily in the chair. She immediately slouched in the uncomfortable piece of furniture in an attempt of relaxing her stressed body.
"Everything alright, Kagome?" the concerned, yet still maintaining a chirpy note, of Lydia's question drew Kagome's attention.
"Give me a second, and I'll be... better." she rolled her shoulders as she pushed herself into a proper sitting position only for her body to slump forward to the point it looked like she was trying to curl in on herself in the damn chair.
"I have to say, this is not your best look." Lydia raised a brow in Kagome's direction, to which Kagome could only blink. She was pretty sure that was Lydia's way of saying she looked like crap.
Nodding her head as she combed a hand through her hair, she managed to reply while trying not to sound too despondent. "Not my day."
"I can relate." Allison's tone sounded sympathetic, though the girl wore an expression the resembled a cornered animal. She was most likely thinking that she was going to be discussing about her cousin.
"Listen, I'm not here about Scott. I'm actually here because I need your help." Kagome shifted yet again in the chair with hopes of becoming as comfortable as possible without actually fusing into the damn plastic.
The emotions that ranged across Allison's face were of shock, relief to earnest confusion before the girl finally spit out her question. "Sure, but what can I help you with?"
"I just got assigned a project in history class. We're supposed to look up our family history. But because I already know so much about my family history compared to my classmates, I was told to research another family." she pulled a water bottle from her bag and took a large swig, feeling somewhat sick and hungry at the same time.
Allison nodded her head in understanding, but not understanding where she came into the picture. "Okay, but how can I help you?"
"Well... I remembered you showed me the necklace your aunt gave you for your birthday and was wondering if I could use your family for the project." she played with the water bottle in her hands, twisting the cap back and forth as she waited for a reply. "If you don't want to, because of Scott or other reasons, I understand."
"No, no! Uh sure, I don't see why not. But you'd have better luck talking to my parents or aunt. I'm sure you can come over after school, but I usually take a run." she trailed off, not sure if that would be alright with the older girl or what more to say.
"Thanks, this really saves me a lot of future headaches. You. Are. A. Lifesaver." her shoulders slumped, as is a great weight were finally lifted.
Allison chuckled lightly under her breath. "Anything for a friend."
The conversation shifted to lighter topics, such as the upcoming game that night. Sadly, Kagome was only paying half attention, though she was smart enough to not get lost in her thoughts to the point she was surprised back into reality.
It was interesting at how easily they could easily forget what happened the other night and focus on the upcoming game. She wondered if it was a survival mechanism, forget the bad and focus on the good. In the past, is was near the opposite. Focus on surviving and maybe, just maybe, if you were lucky enough you'd get to live long enough to see your happy ending. Sure, she and the others had pretty much had celebrated coming out victorious with every confrontation against Naraku, but the lingering feeling that they could have died was never truly pushed to the back.
Kagome dazedly blinked and nodded her head when Allison told her to wait for her after school before they headed to her house together when their lunch break came to an end. It was when another set of cramps wracked her body that Kagome was wishing for some pain killers, herbal tea and a long dip in a hot spring. It really was one of those days, it seemed to drag on and yet somehow end quickly enough so she didn't have to introduce her head with any hard surface that was conveniently close by.
As promised, Kagome met up with Allison in the parking lot at the end of the day. The younger girl was resting against the bike rack with a small smile on her face as Kagome approached and quickly unlocked her bike.
"I hope you don't mind, but my dad is picking us up. I told him about your project so he's giving you a life." she explained to Kagome as they both walked to where they were going to be picked up.
"Oh, I don't mind. Just, what about my bike?" she glanced down at said bike as she nibbled on her lower lip with worry. While she would be returning for the game, she still didn't want to leave it there.
"We can put it in the back, no worries there." Allison waved it off easily, almost as if there was no need to actually worry about the bike.
They waited at the curb, a comfortable silence between them that Kagome was currently relishing after how long the day felt to her. Apparently, the silence was comfortable only on her end, Allison was shifting from foot to foot and fidgeting with the strap of her bag or sleeve end. At first, Kagome hoped Allison would settle down, but as she continued to move about on the spot as they waited for her father, Kagome sighed through her nose before speaking up.
"If you want to talk about Scott, we can. I'm not going to push you, take sides, or ambush you with plea stories from my cousin on why the two of you should get back together. So whenever you're ready, I'm willing to listen." facing the nervous girl she offered a tired smile, one that she hoped to ease Allison's worries.
Allison returned with a small shaky smile. "Thanks. I just, don't want things that happened between me and Scott to effect our friendship. Despite us being in different grades, you're a really good friend, one of the few I have here."
"Awww, you're making me blush." Kagome playfully slapped at Allison's shoulder just as her father was pulling up to the curb.
Allison was jumping into the front passenger seat as her father got out and made his way around the jeep to open the trunk. He easily hefted her bike into the vehicle so that it leaned against the back seats while she climbed into the back. Just as she was buckling up, he got back in behind the wheel.
"Hey Mr. Argent, thanks for the lift." she offered a polite smile to the man, despite the fact that he was currently hunting Derek and Scott down and had already shot at her cousin. It was best to keep up appearances.
"Anything for a friend of Allison's. She said you needed help with your history?" his question hung in the air as he quickly looked at her through the rear view mirror.
Nodding her head, Kagome began to give him the basic run down of her project. "Genealogy came up in history, but because I already shared about my family I have to pick a different family to research on. I asked Allison if I could use her family for the project and she said it was alright."
"Interesting. May I ask why you choose our family?" while his tone sounded nothing more than curious, his aura was fluctuating with wariness, concern, protectiveness and other such defensive emotions.
"Allison showed me a necklace she got from her aunt as a birthday gift, saying it was a family heirloom. I figured you would have a better understanding of your family history to keep a hold of a family heirloom. Or at the very least have an interesting story around it." she shrugged her shoulders, knowing her expectations were more on the latter than actually getting all that much detail about their family history.
Kagome would have to admit, Mr. Argent was good at keeping a poker face. But she had come across the prince of cool and had yet to meet anyone that could top Sesshoumaru. Mr. Argent had subtle signs, easing of tense shoulders as well as relaxing his hold on the steering wheel from the white knuckle grip.
It was his turn to nod his head. "That we do. We believe that family is very important, and knowing ones history is also just as important."
She could find that commendable and noble, if it didn't involve hurting her loved ones. But she doubted they knew that fact and she wasn't about to point it out to them. And on top of that, she wasn't sure if Allison was aware of what her family did beside their day jobs, and she really didn't want to be the one to open that can of worms.
The drive was short, and Kagome thanked Mr. Argent once again for the ride as he unloaded her bike and placed it to the side so she and Allison could enter the house.
"Mom, I'm home." Allison called out as they waited just inside the threshold of the house. Allison paused at the foot of the stairs while Kagome waited at the front door.
A woman around Allison's height, with short red hair wearing a modest outfit came into the living room from what Kagome could only guess was the kitchen carrying a small tray with a pitcher of some sort of red juice and three glasses.
"Oh do come in, Allison mentioned bringing a friend over." she placed the tray on the coffee table with practiced ease.
Kagome's eyes darted to Allison herself when the girl spoke up.
"Actually, I was planning on going for a run. Need to clear my head. I hope you don't mind, Kagome." Allison was still standing on the first two steps with her hand on the banister and looking ready to bolt.
"Not at all, if that's alright with you, Mrs. Argent?" Kagome's eyes darted between mother and daughter, feeling the awkward tension that was growing around them.
Mrs. Argent played the part of a disappointed mother well, but she let Allison go upstairs to change and do whatever she needed to prepare for her run while she invited Kagome into the home and to take a seat.
"So, from what Chris explained to me, was that you needed our help with your history homework. Could you please explain." her tone was polite, a small smile on her face as she poured some juice in both glasses. But what Kagome picked up was the fact that she was demanding she explain herself, not asking.
"We're doing family genealogy for a small history project. But because I already explained about my family, my teacher thought to challenge me by having me research another family. I hope I'm not intruding with having chosen to research your family." Kagome accepted the glass offered to her with a polite smile, that she was sure would have her cheeks aching by the end of this visit.
"Oh not at all, I find it a rather interesting." the woman took a sip of the juice, to which Kagome quickly followed and was shocked at how good it actually tasted.
That was another thing she was picking up from the Argents, their use of 'interesting' when she mentioned she would like to research their family and family history. It was obvious, now that she actually knew what they were hiding, that they were actually hiding something. If she in fact didn't know about their secret, she would have thought it nothing more than a family quirk.
Placing the glass carefully down on a coaster, Kagome pulled her school bag forward and pulled out her note book and the small packet with the listed questions and got herself prepared. Once everything was settled and in place, she looked Mrs. Argent in the eye with a small polite smile. "I want to thank you for helping me with my history. And before we start, if there are any questions you don't want to answer for any reason, please just say so. I understand, and I'm sure my teacher will as well."
The smile that Mrs. Argent gave her was a little more honest, which meant that Kagome had just earned herself brownie points. And let's not forget the night she pretty much offered herself up to the alpha, not that she knew that bit, to protect the woman's daughter. Kagome was sure if the woman was handing out golden stars, while most would go to other members of her family, Kagome may very well be in line at receiving one.
"That's very kind of you, most your age want a lot of things without considering the feelings of others. I hope Allison picks that up from you. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for what you did that night in the school. While as a mother, I don't think what you did was the smartest thing. But the fact that you were trying to help my daughter, your cousin and friends was a noble effort." Mrs. Argent folded her hands in her lap as she made herself more comfortable in her seat.
"I was just thinking and concerned more about their safety than thinking of myself. I didn't really find out what was going on until by the time I got there. I'm just glad we all got out of there safely." more or less, but she wasn't about to give up anything to this woman.
"Yes." by the way Mrs. Argent dragged the word out, Kagome could tell she was itching to ask about that night but was doing a very good job of keeping those questions to herself. "I understand there's a big game tonight and that your cousin in playing in it. Let's get to those questions before it gets too late."
Looking down at the first page of questions, Kagome began working through them with her pen at the ready. "Okay, first question. What is your family name, and do you know its origin?"
Mrs. Argent voice was calm as she answered the question. "Argent. It comes from northern France and is actually Old French for silver."
Kagome quickly scribbled the answer in the space provided under the question, a little tense as she knew and felt Mrs. Argent watch her every move. Without looking up, Kagome moved right onto the next question. "How far back can you trace your family line? By generations or by years is up to you, Mrs. Argent."
"Oh, now that's a little difficult. May I have a moment?" at Kagome's quick nod, the woman looked towards the the fireplace and was counting her fingers by tapping them against her knee. "At least a good, five to seven hundred years. I'm not exactly sure, but it's around there I think."
Nodding her head, Kagome quickly wrote the answer down. The process continued on as such, ask a question and quickly write down the answer. Some of the questions were basic, such as how many were in the current family. Others were more interesting. Any relations to well known historical figures, where did the family first come from before moving to America, any family traditions and so on and so forth.
"Alright, we're almost done, Mrs. Argent, just three more questions." Kagome threw the woman a polite smile, she was getting really tired of those fake polite smiles. "Is there a famous family story that has been passed down through the generations?"
Mrs. Argent inhaled deeply, her shoulders rising and tensing a little. But she managed to swing the question back in Kagome's direction. "Could you give an example? I'm not sure I quite understand what your teacher wants exactly."
"Hmm, well according to my grandfather one of my ancestors, whom was a powerful priestess, helped rid Japan of the Spider Lord. According to legend, the Spider Lord was a human bandit that pretty much sold his soul and became a monster that plagued the land. My ancestor gathered mighty warriors that were wronged by the Spider Lord to hunt him down and destroy an artifact that could have given him ultimate power. I think, I'm not sure if the texts meant actual power or not. That's the hard thing with ancient texts the the evolution of a language over centuries." Kagome furrowed her brows and shrugged her shoulders, playing the part of a confused young woman. She was sure Miroku would be very proud of her acting skills right about now. She pretty much summarized her own adventures and replaced herself with a historical figure. Even with this woman being a hunter, she was sure time travel would be considered something only a crazy person would say.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts of her old friends, she looked back towards her hostess. "Anyways, I think that's what my teacher meant."
Mrs. Argent nodded her head. "Well, there is one that has been passed down through the generations. So much so, I'm not even sure how old it is or if it even is true. But back in France, it was the Argents that helped stopped a brutal killer. The only reason it's so famous, is because of the strange circumstances that surrounded the killings. It was a wood cutter, but the killings looked like they were done by a wolf. So I guess our ancestors had more in common than we think."
Blinking Kagome hesitated in writing the answer down before looking up. "In common... as in?" she wasn't sure if the woman was hinting at the supernatural or not, or the bit about riding the world of killers.
"Well, your ancestor dealt with a man that turned himself into a monster, the same could be said for my ancestor." the smile that Mrs. Argent gave her, while still polite to anyone else, was something much more manic. It truly frightened Kagome.
"So this killer was some sort of... wolf monster?" Kagome continued to play confused foreigner. She just hoped she wasn't laying it on too think.
"You could say that." it was then Mrs. Argent showed the first signs of suspicion. "You do know what I'm talking about, don't you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not all that familiar with western monsters, myths and legends. I'm far more familiar with those belonging to Asian cultures. And while there have been introductions into western monsters and the such, the media is not that much of a reliable source. So your family legend may mean one specific creature, without it's actual name, it could be a... wolf that sucks the blood of cattle and eats the hearts of goats for all I know." it was all a lie, Stiles had been more than happy to give her the information he had found when digging up all that he could to help Scott.
"Right, I forget that you're actually from Japan. I'm talking about a werewolf dear. Don't you have werewolves or shape shifter lore in Japan?" she canted her head to the side slightly, waiting expectantly for an answer.
"Well, we do have shape shifter lore, yes. Although, it's actually foxes shifting to look like humans, not humans shifting to look like animals." as Kagome explained this, Mrs. Argent seemed a bit surprised. But she quickly shook it off as Kagome began to write the answer Mrs. Argent gave her.
"Does your family have a motto or saying?" Kagome sniffed, finding the question odd, but there were families that had those sort of things.
"Actually we do. emNous chassons ceux qui nous chassent/em. Translated, it means 'We hunt those which hunt us.' The original Argents took on the role of protectors for the villages they lived in. A fear of wolves and other forest predators was much greater in those times, especially since they solved those mysterious killings." her voice was filled with pride, so much so that Kagome wondered why she was being so forth coming. Then again, she could be lying off her ass.
Kagome lifted her pen to write the answer down when she realized something, she had no idea how to write the actual words. Sure she knew they were french, but she had no actual way of being sure she wrote them down correctly. Looking up with a sheepish smile, she offered her pen and note book up to Mrs. Argent with a slight hesitance. "Do you think you could write that down? I, can't write french myself and I'm bound to trip and fail miserably."
Mrs. Argent accepted the proffered tools with an indulgent smile, almost happy to have one upped her and quickly wrote the words down. When she was done, she paused in returning Kagome her belongings and quickly added something before actually returning the borrowed materials.
Accepting her things with a smile, Kagome looked down at the last question only to pause at seeing the small sketch that was already below the last question. The sound of Mrs. Argent's voice drew Kagome's attention away from her homework and onto the woman.
"I hope you don't mind that I skipped ahead. Saves the both of us time, time I believe you need in order to get back home and prepare for tonight's game." she gave one more smile as she stood up and began cleaning up the glasses and pitcher and took hold of the tray.
Kagome blinked a few times before scrambling to pack her things away. It was obvious that this little interview was over, though she was mentally wondering if all of it was true or not. Sure, certain facts were more than likely manipulated and left out, but in essence, the woman was surprisingly honest with her. It left Kagome suspicious and on guard.
"Right, thank you for your time and the punch, which was great by the way. You're not coming to the game?" she asked for conversations sake, while mentally praying to the gods the manic woman didn't show. She gave an energized Lydia look like a cute little kitten.
"No, I'm going to be preparing a warm dinner for Allison and her father for when they return from the game. Temperatures are dropping quickly these nights with winter right around the corner. So dress warmly." with that the woman spun about and left Kagome to show herself out.
Pursing her lips, Kagome watching the woman turn around the corner before making her way to the front door. She did not trust the woman enough to expose her back. Quickly zipping up her book bag, Kagome nearly bolted out the door, glad it took only an hour to get the interview done and over with.
Turning to close the door behind her as quietly as possible, she was sure the woman inside would come charging if she slammed it, she jumped back surprised when Scott dropped down from above. "Scott?"
Her cousin spun about, obviously startled and surprised himself, where he had to catch himself from losing his feet out from under him. "K-Kagome? What are you doing here?"
Absently pointing to the front door behind her, Kagome answered while mentally debating whether she wanted to know why Scott was there. "Mrs. Argent was kind enough to help me with my history project."
Blue eyes darted to the man that halted his walk to the front door when his sight landed on Scott. As if sensing her gaze, he looked towards her with a smile. And while it was polite, it was much more honest than the ones his wife gave him. "Everything all done then, I take it."
Scott spun about once again, nearly jumping out of his skin at the sight of Mr. Argent. Apparently, he needed to working on paying attention to his surroundings. "Mr. Argent!"
Ignoring his stuttering cousin and deciding to save his ass, she should really start up point system for how often she was doing such, Kagome spoke up. "Yup! Thanks again for letting use your family for my history project. Scott here came by to pick me up. A sort of reminder that I don't get too carried away and forget about the big game tonight."
"History project?" at his confused tone, both turned their attention onto him, causing him to shift uncomfortably.
"Wow, you really weren't paying attention when I told you before I left school. I told you I would be at Allison's, because, of a genealogy project for my history class." at his blank face, Kagome rolled her eyes. "Genealogy, researching ones family history. By the gods, I don't even want to know what runs through your mind while your in school if you're not paying enough attention to know that much."
Mr. Argent chuckled when Scott actually had the decency to blush while Kagome grumbled under her breath and reached for her bike that was leaning against the closed garage door. Pushing her bike down the pathway that led to the sidewalk, she turned to Mr. Argent and her cousin. "Thanks again, Mr. Argent. Coming Scott?"
"Uh, y-yeah!" sadly, he was stopped in the process of leaving when Mr. Argent stepped in.
"It wasn't a problem. If you don't mind, I'd like to have a few words with Scott before he goes home. If you don't mind." he placed hand on Scott's shoulder, causing the boy to flinch at the sudden action.
Eyes darting between the two, she picked up on the tone he used. While polite, she was sure the entire family had practiced in front of a mirror every morning, was more or less a demand. "I guess so. Just make sure it doesn't run too late, he does have that upcoming game tonight. See you later."
Try as she might, she didn't see a way out for Scott, so she continued on to the side walk. Mounting her bike, she gave the house one more look before pushing off to home. By the time she did get home, she quickly realized she was no in the mood to make dinner. Instead she ordered pizza. Sadly, she knew it would put a bit of a dent in her wallet, what with her cousin's appetite and that her aunt would want something to eat as well. So one large pepperoni, cheese and Hawaiian pizza, just to be on the safe side. Perhaps the delivery would be late and she could get one of those discount deals.
Psh. Right, her luck wasn't -that- good and she figured she had used hers up with that interview with Mrs. Argent.
When Scott returned home, he was highly agitated and made a bee-line straight for her. Before he could even start, Kagome went for her book bag and pulled out her history homework. "Before you start, this is why I was at Allison's home. A basic history of the Argent family, done without Stiles doing any long winded research or illegal means."
Scott exhaled a breath he hadn't been aware he had been holding and looked down at the papers on the table before him. Looking up at her, she simply pulled out her wallet and made her way to the front door before the doorbell even rang. Seeing no other way of getting answers, Scott picked the papers up and began reading through them. He could only blink at the questions and answers that were written in plain text before him.
"According to Mrs. Argent, an ancestor started the whole hunter family business when a werewolf was killing villagers and their own family members. Been doing it ever since. Why don't you jump to the last question and take a look at her answer." she gave a slight hiss as she quickly slid the pizza onto the counter and took a look at her hands.
Scott took a deep breath of the air when the sent of pizza hit him, but quickly returned to the papers still in his hands. Flipping through the pages, his gaze dropped to the last question and his heart skipped a beat at what was staring back up at him.
"It's their family crest, coat or arms or whatever you want to call it. Interesting that it depicts a wolf at night, and not a hunter over a defeated wolf." her comment was more muttered before she took a bite from a slice of pizza.
Scott stared in disbelief at his cousin as she simply munched on her piece of pizza. "So go ahead and call or text Stiles the information, before he does something stupid." Kagome leaned against the counter and watched her cousin. "So, what's got you so tense?"
"What makes you think I'm-" Scott huffed when she interrupted him.
"Please. You're so wired, I'm just waiting for the fall out of the ticking time bomb that is going to happen. So tell me, it's not good to bottle things up. A person can only take and keep so much." she sniffed before taking another bite of her pizza.
Scott stared down his cousin, but after a while she merely raised a brow at the silence as she continued to eat her pizza. It was unnerving how she could stare him down. She was so tiny compared to him, and he was physically stronger than her, but there was something in her stare that wasn't so promising for him if he didn't relent. Letting out a harsh breath he opened his mouth and let everything spill.
"Jackson knows and wants to be turned, Mr. Harris is somehow involved in all of this though we can't figure out how, and now so is Allison's family but yet again we don't know how." he dropped into a chair with a deep shuddering sigh. Staring at the symbol that was sketched on the piece of paper, he grunted when a plate was placed before him.
"And then there's still the fact that you're trying to get back together with Allison, there's the alpha, tonight's game, and a normal life to worry about. Welcome to the club." Kagome ruffled his hair as she took the seat next to him.
"How did you do it, back home in Japan?" maybe if she told him how, he wouldn't be so stressed all the time.
"Firstly, I panicked like the little school girl that I was. Then denial and fought against everything before finally accepting that the supernatural was just as real as the natural world. I trusted my family, I didn't keep everything bottled up. If I needed help, I asked those that I could trust for help." Kagome leaned her elbows on the table as she looked her cousin in the eye.
Scott watched his cousin as she finished off her piece of pizza as he contemplated her words. Looking down at the papers, he dug out his cell phone and began texting the information to Stiles. He would admit, Stiles was his go to guy in all of this, and when worse came to worse, he would go to his cousin. She was like the older sister he never had, and apparently, was always watching his back.
He jerked when his cell was plucked from his hands and watched as Kagome deleted the message only to dial instead. "Eat your pizza and worry about the game, I'll talk with Stiles about this. As I said, trust your family and stop bearing all of this on your shoulders alone."
Kagome walked away before Scott could comment as she made her way into the living room to allow him some time to himself. "Scott, about time! Do you know whose-!"
"Stiles, I have some information that could be useful." she smiled at the panic tone of Stiles as she calmly interrupted him.
"Kagome? What are you doing, on Scott's phone? Scott alright? Nothing happened did it, cause I've been waiting for a text from Scott, but you're calling instead." the rush of words from Stiles was not that all unusual.
"Relax, he's here at home enjoying pizza. Next time you guys think you're being quiet and sneaky, don't bother. I sincerely hope you didn't do anything too stupid involving Allison's necklace." the reply she got had her pinching the bridge of her nose.
"It's important! So Scott... borrowed it." at Stiles hesitation, Kagome easily picked up on what the boy was saying.
"Right. Well, it's a family heirloom according to Allison, and it depicts their family crest." her brows furrowed when she heard the quick tapping of of a keyboard. "Who else is with you, Stiles?"
"Danny, and my cousin, Miguel." Stiles' tone was completely awkward while Kagome was trying to figure out who the hell the boy was talking about.
"Who?" her brows were pinched as she tried to place a face with that name.
"Danny. You know, goalie for our lacrosse team and well-!" he sputtered when she interrupted him yet again.
"I know who Danny is you dork, I'm talking about your cousin. I wasn't even aware you had one." she let out a puff of air to blow some bangs out of her eyes, the situation was getting strange, more so than that was normal when Stiles was involved.
"Of course you know Miguel! You've met my cousin a few times, like at the vet that one night." the way he stressed out said night had Kagome rolling her eyes at the ridiculousness of the situation. That boy had no idea of the word subtle.
"Oh, that cousin. Listen, put, Miguel, on the phone please." she could hear his protest before a new voice spoke through the phone.
"Miguel... here." Derek's voice sounded strained, and Kagome couldn't help but chuckle at his introduction.
"Hi, Miguel. I have some information that may be of some help. I'm sure you heard about Allison's necklace and family crest I take it." she plopped herself in the comfy sofa as he agreed with her statement. "Well, then it's safe to assume that a member of Allison's family is involved. They either received a necklace or piece of jewelery with the family crest, or they passed theirs on to Allison."
A quiet hum of understanding was all she received before the sound of shuffling and then the creaking of what sounded like a chair under added pressure. Danny's voice could be heard in the background, and what he had to say piqued her interest. "There. The text was sent from a computer, this one."
Kagome knew when to ask and when to pay attention, so right now she was straining to pay attention to what was being said on the other end of the phone call.
Derek spoke up, his question sounding like he was honestly shocked and surprised at what he what he was most likely seeing. "Registered to that account name?"
Hearing Stiles speak up, had her completely confused and more than worried. "No. No, no, no, no. That can't be possible."
"What is it?" she tried to keep calm, so she barely managed to whisper her question.
"Stiles managed to track a text. The one Allison got from Scott." Derek spoke up, she could hear him moving about, most likely trying to get some privacy from Danny and Stiles.
"Yeah, I remember that conversation. Scott didn't send any messages." her brows were furrowed when that was being brought up and how it played any significance.
"Well Stiles and his friend managed to track the origin of the message. It came from a computer at the hospital, registered in you aunt's name." by Derek's tone, he was just as confused as she felt.
"That's not possible. My aunt isn't capable of sending a message to a phone when she doesn't know the number and make it look like it came from an actual cell." that required a sort of tech-savi that even she didn't think she could comprehend.
"Meaning..." Derek dragged the word out, the tone of his voice sounding tight with worry.
"Meaning it's either a patient or someone that works there." at least, Kagome really hoped that was the case. Well not really, that meant they were hitting close to home and that pissed her off.
"Kagome, Scott, I'm home! You both ready for the game?" the front door opened and quickly closed as the sound of her aunt's voice rang through the house.
Kagome whipped her head to the front door where her aunt was standing with an energetic smile. The woman didn't even bother to wait for an answer before she flew up the stairs. Kagome sat there in a stunned silence, Derek still on the other end of the line while Danny and Stiles were discussing something or other in the background.
Looking over to the doorway, she spotted Scott looking just as shocked at the fact his mom was indeed home early.
"I think that's my cue. Remind Stiles not to be late for the game." she ended the call and stood up from the couch and moved towards Scott, tossing him his cell back.
He fumbled before managing to finally keep a hold of the device, but he continued to stare up the stairs after his mother. Kagome turned to Scott, debating about telling him what she had just learned before settling on keeping it from him for now. At least until they knew for certain that it wasn't her aunt. The shit was about to hit the fan, and it frightened her that it was hitting so close to home.
AN: I decided to only post updates for this chapter once a week. I'm far too busy to be doing anything else at the moment and hopefully the chapters are long enough to hold everyone for in between. Read, enjoy, and review!