Chapter 8 - Tuer ou être tué
After a long breakfast together, Teagan and Isaac finally arrived at school. She didn't even stop by her locker, the two were already running late to meet the others. They walked into Mr. Yukimura class, seeing their friends; Stiles, Scott, Allison and Avery, huddled together and quietly talking.
"Hey! What did we miss?" Teagan breathed out, as she and Isaac came up behind the group.
"A lot." Stiles answered, then added, "Where have you two been?"
"We got caught up." Isaac said vaguely, as he wrapped an arm around his girlfriend's waist.
"With what?" Stiles asked. He looked between then two, then looked back at Teagan, as he lowered his eyebrows and questioned ,"And what is in your hair?"
"What?" Teagan asked confused, as she ran a hand through it.
Avery chuckled as she reached up and pulled a piece of food from her hair. "Is that french toast?" Scott questioned, as he looked at the food in Avery's hand.
"Well, guess we know what took you two so long now." Avery joked.
"What? A cooking accident?" Scott questioned.
"Or something like that." Allison added, as she smiled over at an embarrassed Teagan.
Isaac ran a hand up her back to comfort her, then laid it on the back of her neck, giving her a quick massage before pulling her toward him to kiss the side of her head with a chuckle. He didn't mind that much if they knew what they did before school, but he knew that kind of stuff embarrassed her.
"So back to why we are here. Something to do with a coyote?" Isaac questioned, as he looked at the group in front of him.
Stiles nodded his head as he quickly informed them of the night before, starting with his dad coming to them for help. Then Scott spoke up, explaining what happened in the woods that night. The things they found while trying to track the coyote.
While Scott was talking, Stiles pulled out a tablet pulling up the location from the woods, as they tried to work out a plan on how to track her. He held it out for the others to see, as he said, "Here's where we found the den… it's right in the middle of the hiking trails."
Allison took it from his hands, taking a closer look as she said, "Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails."
"So if stick to the trails we should find her?" Avery questioned.
"What about her den? Can't we just wait for her there?" Teagan asked.
"Stiles and I were in her den. Our scent is in it now, I don't think she'll come back to it." Scott pointed out.
"He's right." Allison said, then added, "Besides coyotes don't like wolves. And they're really smart, if they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes."
"Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles questioned.
"They tip-toe." Allison said with a sigh at having to repeat herself.
"Learn something new everyday." Isaac mumbled to no one in particular.
Before anyone could say anything else, the bell rang, signaling the start of class and meaning their meeting was over and half of them had to leave the classroom to go to their own classes.
"I got to go, but send me the pinned location." Allison called out as she handed Stiles back his tablet, before rushing out of the classroom.
"Send us those locations too." Teagan said, referring to herself and Isaac. "Maybe if we all split up or something, we will cover more of the woods and be able to find her." She suggested.
"We can start our search after school." Avery added.
"Sounds good." Scott said, as Stiles nodded in agreement.
Teagan called out a quick bye, as she and Isaac began to leave the room, until Avery called out to her. Isaac gave her hand a squeeze, then left the room to wait for her in the hallway and give the friends a moment alone.
"Experimenting with food I see. How was it?" Avery teased, as she smiled at her best friend. She could tell by the look on her best friend's face that she and Isaac had a little fun before coming to school. She could also tell she was getting more sleep, which made her happy to see.
"I've got to get to class." Teagan said with a grin on her face. No matter how much she tried, she could not stop smiling.
"I'm going to take that as it was great." Avery said back.
"I got to go, A. I'll talk to you later." Teagan said, as she turned around to walk away.
"Yes you will! I want details!" Avery called out.
"Bye Avery!" Teagan yelled back, as she walked out of the classroom to meet back up with Isaac.
When Teagan made it out into the hallway, she saw Isaac leaning against a bank of lockers, a cocky grin on his face when he saw her.
"Have fun talking about our sex life?" He teased, as she came to a stop in front of him.
Teagan's eyes widen, as she glanced around, making sure no one had overheard him. The last thing she wanted was her sex life all over the school. When she realized the students left in the hallway weren't paying them any attention, she looked back at Isaac and folded her arms across her chest, as she said, "If you were really listening, and I know you were, you would know I didn't say a word about it, Avery is the one who brought it up."
She gave him a shrug, as she continued, "Honestly, what we did is already out of my head. It wasn't that memorable."
"Oh, really?" Isaac questioned. He pushed away from the lockers, then walked over toward her and laid his hands on her hips. He grinned at her, as he began to say, "So does that mean you forgot about this?"
He leaned forward to lightly kiss the side of her neck and then worked his way up to her ear, whispering some of the things he did to her earlier in her kitchen. She squeezed her eyes closed and bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning out.
He grinned at hearing her heart rate pick up, as he began to nibble on her ear. He felt her dig her nails into his shoulders, as she tried to keep her balance, her knees going weak. He softly chuckled in her ear, then kissed it, before pulling back to look at her. He couldn't stop smiling as he saw that she still had her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, as she tried to catch her breath.
"Do you remember that?" Isaac questioned, as he continued to watch her. "If not, I can pull you into an empty classroom and remind you." He teased.
Teagan chuckled as she opened her eyes to look at him, before breathing out, "I remember." She shot him an innocent look, as she added, "But you can still remind me."
Isaac laughed, as he grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers, as the two began to walk down the hallway together. He glanced over at her, as he joked, "What happened to my girl? You're wanting to skip school and have sex in public, that is so unlike you."
"Nothing is wrong. That is what is so great about it." She said happily. "For the first time in weeks I don't feel this anxiety weighing me down. I feel like I can do anything, like have sex with my boyfriend in the kitchen, classrooms or where ever." She teased.
"Hey, I'm not complaining." Isaac said with a laugh. "I just missed my girl." He added, as he stepped behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her toward him as the two continued to walk down the hall.
"Hey, maybe we should..." She began to say, as she turned around to face him. She came to a quick stop, looking down the hallway as a glimpse of brown hair caught her eye. Her eyes widen, as she told herself this couldn't be happening, not again. It couldn't be her mother.
"Teagan? What's wrong?" Isaac asked with a concern look, as he heard her heart began to race in fear. He glanced behind him, looking in the direction she was, but didn't see anything other than several of their peers rushing down the hall trying to get to class.
Teagan didn't say anything, she couldn't, as she continued to stare at the side profile of the woman down the hall. She took a few deep breaths, trying to keep from freaking out. This couldn't be happening, she was better, things were better.
Several long minutes later, the woman finally turned, giving Teagan a clear view of her and making her realize it was just one of their teachers. She blew out a breath, and quietly chuckled at herself. She couldn't believe she let herself get worked up like that. She had to keep reminding herself that things were okay now. All of that was over.
"Teagan, are you okay?" Isaac asked, as he grabbed her chin and turned her to face him, a concerned look on his face.
"Yeah, sorry. I just- I thought I saw something." Teagan said, as she flashed him a smile, hoping that would ease his mind.
"What? What did you see?" He questioned.
Teagan paused for a moment, wondering what she should actually say. She didn't want to lie to him, but she also didn't want to worry him again either. In the end, she decided it was best to be honest with him, but before she could say a word, they heard the second bell ring, they were now late for class.
"Crap. We got to get to class." Teagan said with a sigh. "Don't worry, baby, everything is okay, I promise." She added, as she stood on her tip toes, to quickly brush her lips against his. "I'll tell you later though, I love you." She called out, as she turned to rush down the hallway to get to class, leaving behind a confused Isaac.
~()~
Avery smiled to herself as she walked back into the classroom after talking to Teagan, for the first time in a while she was feeling oddly optimistic.
Teagan and Isaac seemed to be going strong again, and her friend didn't only seem happy –she looked rested, refreshed. Which might even mean that the door in her head was closed.
Smiling at the thought, she looked down to her desk and thought of how Teagan wasn't the only one who seemed to be having a better than usual day. Her own morning might have gotten off to a rocky start, but having breakfast with Deputy Parrish had made her forget about how bad things had gotten for her lately.
Even if she knew the feeling was short lived, it didn't matter… she'd gladly take a distraction from her problems, especially if that distraction came wrapped in a tight fitted police uniform with green eyes she could stare into all day, her eyebrows raised as that thought as she almost chuckled out loud to herself.
"What's gotten into you today?" Stiles asked as he sat down in the empty seat next to her, he'd been watching her for a while, seeming lost in her thoughts.
"I don't know." She shrugged, then flashed him a smile as she asked, "I just have a feeling like everything might be okay, you know? For all of us."
"No, I don't know that feeling." He argued looking at her confused. Normally she was pointing out everything that was going wrong.
She frowned slightly at his words and looked over to where Kira was approaching Scott.
"Seriously… what is going on with you today?" He asked her.
With a small smile she admitted, "I just had a really good breakfast…"
Looking back over she heard Kira say to Scott, "Hi, I'm Kira. You already knew that, I knew you knew that. I don't know why I told you that again."
Scott smiled at her nervous behavior and started to say something but she didn't let him as she pulled her bag off and said, "Anyways, I have something for you."
"For me?" Scott asked, as he reached up and held onto the straps of his book bag still smiling at her.
"Yeah, about the bardo. My explanation was all over the place, so I did some research for you and I printed it out." She explained with another nervous laugh as she started to rummage around in the folders and notebooks in her bag.
"Ah, you didn't have to do that."
"It only took a couple hours." She assured him, her eyes growing wider as she couldn't find the papers she'd printed off for him.
Rubbing the back of his neck he looked at her shocked, "Wow, then you really didn't have to do that."
He glanced around the room as he waited for her to find the papers and saw Avery watching them with a knowing smile, confused he silently mouthed, "What?"
Kira looked up to see him mouthing something to Avery and then turned her head to see the blonde wink at him before she went back to her conversation with Stiles, leaving Scott more confused than before.
"Kira." Her dad called getting her attention as she turned around to face him, "You forgot all the research you did for that boy you like."
Taking the papers from her dad, Kira's expression revealed both her horror and shock at her dad saying that when 'that boy' was literally standing right behind her.
Slowly turning back around she pushed the stack of papers into Scott's hands and barely made eye contact as she slid into an empty desk and hung her head in disbelief that her dad had just done that to her.
As everyone else filed into the room and filled the empty seats Mr. Yukimura started his lesson plan for that day, "We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading I'd like to go over in more detail… who would like to come up and read aloud for us?"
Stiles looked over to Avery expecting to her volunteer like usual so the teacher wouldn't call on him, but she was sitting with her head resting on her hand as she stared past him out the windows with a thoughtful expression.
Seeing the teacher starting to look at him Stiles whispered, "Avery…"
But it was too late as she continued to space out, seeming to be lost in a daydream and Mr. Yukimura called on Stiles.
"Uh…" He breathed out as he drummed his pencil on the desk, "Maybe someone else could?"
"Everyone participates in my class, Mr. Stilinski."
Waving her hand and flashing him a wide smile Avery said, "I would love to come up and read for the class."
"I've already choose, Mr. Stilinski."
Stiles looked over her his face seeming to grow paler by the second as he thought of having to get up and trying to read to the class.
"Are you sure, no offense to Stiles but I'm sure the class would find me more entertaining." She pushed, hoping to take the pressure off of him, but her efforts were futile as Mr. Yukimura stood by his first choice.
Hoping that may for the first time in a while, he'd be able to turn the letters into words, but as he reached the podium and glanced down to the book he knew it wasn't going to happen. The harder he tried to focus on the page the worse the throbbing in his head got, and the dizzier he became.
"Stiles!" Avery exclaimed as she jumped to her feet and rushed to his side just as she started to stumble.
Seeing what was happening, Scott also raced to his friends as he looked at the teacher and said, "We should take him to the nurses office."
Mr. Yukimura nodded as he stood up from his desk, concerned for his student's health and also confused as to what had happened.
As they walked past him Avery looked to her teacher and said, "I told you, I should have done the reading." His confused expression grew.
"Where are we going?" Avery questioned once they were in the hallway.
"Uh… bathroom." Scott said nodding to the nearest room that wasn't a full classroom.
Once they got him in the door he pushed his friends back and stumbled around.
"Stiles, look at me, man. What is this, is this a panic attack?" Scott questioned, a worried look on his face.
"No." He breathed as he fell against the sink and held onto the sides trying to keep himself upright as he started to mutter, "It's a dream, it's a dream… this is just a dream."
"Stiles, this is real." Avery argued taking a few cautious steps forward.
Nodding in agreement Scott said, "This isn't a dream. You're here with us, this is real… you're here."
As his breathing grew shallower and he looked even more pasty white than moments before Scott asked, "Okay, what do you do? How do you tell if you're awake or dreaming?"
As Stiles turned to face him, Avery rubbed a hand over his back in a comforting, friendly gesture to help ease his nerves but as she did she gasped at the sparks she felt under her hand. Her eyebrows pushed together and she realized it was the same feeling in her fingertips she'd gotten when she'd helped Scott by taking some of his anger and bloodlust when he was transforming.
Stiles explained that he always counted fingers because you always have extra fingers in dreams.
So as Scott got his best friend to count his fingers with him one by one, Avery closed her eyes and concentrated as she pulled the anxiety from Stiles and felt it absorb into her every single cell.
By the time he'd counted all of Scott's fingers, he was much calmer than before but the anxiety had been replaced with a feeling of hopelessness.
Sliding down the wall he put his head in his hands as he muttered, "What the hell is happening to me?"
Scott knelt down and Avery stood where she was, trying to catch her breath as each time her lungs inflated it was more painful than the last, pulling the stress from her friend might have provided him some temporary comfort, but as for her she was now feeling everything intensified, including the anxiety she'd absorbed from him.
"We'll figure this out, you're going to be okay." Scott tried to assure him, but Stiles argued that they weren't going to be able to help Malia, they couldn't even help themselves.
"Avery?" He finally asked, as her heavy breathing became all he could hear.
"I…" She swallowed hard as she clutched onto her chest and said, "I... think I'm having a heart attack." She gasped, as her legs gave way but Scott quickly caught her and carefully lowered her to the floor.
Both of her friends were speaking to her, both of them trying to not only calm her but to get her to explain to them what was happening, for a brief second her eyes met Stiles' and she wondered if this was how bad he felt every time he started to have a panic or anxiety attack.
"Avery!" Scott yelled, until her eyes finally focused on his, as he pleaded, "Breathe… just breathe, you're okay. We're right here."
Her chest hurt as she continued to fight for a breath, but it was useless, no matter how many fits of air she sucked in not an ounce of it seemed to be reaching her lungs. The walls of the room seemed to be closing in on her, and she could hear thudding on the floor race past her, but she had no idea it was Stiles running to get the nurse.
Her ears felt like they were filled with cotton or water she wasn't sure; all she knew was that everything was muffled and this was an entirely new level of fear she was experiencing.
Slowly, sounds started to come into focus and she watched Scott as he frantically spoke to her, but it wasn't his voice she was hearing she could hear Deucalion's voice in her head, "Kill her! That storm you hear… she's burying them alive! It's her connection to the telluric currents, kill her and it ends, it will all end."
Frantically she shook her head back and forth as Scott's face faded away and the only thing she could see was the image of Deucalion killing her mother while she used her powers to temporarily paralyze her.
Reaching for her head she roughly pulled on her blonde locks, as if there was a way to pull the memory from her mind.
"Avery!" Scott yelled as he sat down all the way on the floor and pulled her against him, pinning her arms over her stomach to keep her from hurting herself, he could see several strands of her hair wrapped around her fingers as she struggled against him, before finally letting out a scream that made him gasp in pain and the light directly above them blew out.
As bits of glass from the covering and bulbs rained down on them, Scott leaned over his friend doing his best to shield her.
Once the glass stopped falling , he slowly raised his head and noticed she wasn't panicking anymore.
"Are you okay?" He asked her pulling them both to their feet.
"I'm… okay." She breathed as she pulled her hair from between her fingers and dropped it to the floor with a disgusted expression as the door flew open and both Stiles and the nurse came running into the bathroom.
Avery kept insisting she was fine, but the nurse made her get her vitals checked before she'd let her go to her next class.
~()~
"Excuse me." An officer said as he tried to prevent Avery from walking to the locker room.
Looking to where he'd blocked her path with his arm she responded with a jolt of attitude, "You're excused." As she pushed his arm out of the way and marched into the room nodding to the sheriff before she saw Kira standing next to her dad
She avoided Scott's gaze as he watched her, she knew he wanted to talk about what happened earlier but it was the last thing she wanted to talk about.
"Kira, hey." She said as she walked up to her friend.
"Hey…" She breathed.
Avery looked around and asked, "Are you okay?"
Kira glanced up to her dad and to the only person who had claimed her as a friend so far, but she still had no idea how to handle Avery or anything the blonde said to her.
"I'm fine." She said breathing a sigh of relief as her nerves started to calm some, "I'm fine." She repeated with a smile, believing the words as she spoke them.
"Good, I was worried." Avery said giving her an unreadable expression.
"You we're?" Kira questioned surprised.
"Of course, Kira… we're friends." Avery responded, still trying to figure out what the student was and why she gave off an energy that Avery could literally feel in the air around her.
"Right." She smiled, "Thanks for coming to check on me."
"You're welcome." Avery said flashing a wide smile to her girl, and then up to her history teacher.
"Kira, aren't you going to invite Avery over for dinner?"
Looking up to her dad with a shocked expression she stuttered out, "I didn't want to make her feel obligated."
Realizing going to the new girls house would give her an opportunity to snoop around some and trying to get to the bottom of what was different with Kira, Avery said, "Nonsense, I would love to… how does 8 sound?"
"Perfect, we'll see you tonight." Mr. Yukimura said with a smile, as Kira took out her phone to text her new friend their address.
~()~
"Here it is." Allison said, as she lifted the lid, showing Teagan the tranquilizer gun inside the case.
Teagan reached inside to pull the gun out, looking through the scope, and getting a feel for the weapon. Thankfully Allison had trained her and Avery on tranquilizer guns before, so she was familiar with them.
"You remember everything I taught you, right?" Allison asked, making sure she remembered. She knew Teagan could do it, but with everything going on lately, she wanted to make sure her head was in the right place.
"I remember." Teagan answer. Then quietly added,"I just hope I don't screw this up."
Allison laid a hand on her shoulder, giving it a small squeeze, as she said, "You can do this, T. If you start to panic, just remember, 'nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger leurs-même'."
"We protect those who cannot protect themselves." Teagan softly said, translating the new code Allison came up with. Reminding her of the task at hand.
"That's right. Never forget." Allison said with a smile. She removed her hand and grabbed her cell phone, sending Scott a text, letting him know she had the guns for herself and Teagan to use. He quickly wrote back, letting her know Isaac was on his way with the Xylazine from Deaton.
"I still can't believe she showed up at school." Teagan said, referring to the coyote. It went after the new girl, Kira, but thankfully she or no one was hurt.
Allison nodded her head in agreement, then said, "Now everyone is looking for her, we just have to hope we find her first and Scott can turn her back."
"Before it's too late." Teagan softly added.
The two were quiet for a few minutes, until Teagan glanced around the room, then asked,"Where is the other tranq gun?"
"It's downstairs." Allison answered, referring to the basement where they had a storage area for their weapons and other stuff. "I need to go get it." She added.
"I can go." Teagan offered.
"Okay." Allison said, as she handed her the key to unlock their unit.
"I'll be back." Teagan said, as she grabbed the key, then made her way out of the room.
Several minutes later, she was standing alone in the elevator, the soft music playing around her. She folded her arms across her chest, as she waited for the elevator to stop in the basement.
When the music began to crackle, the sound going in and out, she snapped her head up, worried something was wrong with the elevator. Her eyes widen when she began to faintly hear her name being said through the speakers.
She quickly backed up, her back slamming against the wall of the elevator, when she realized it was her mother's voice she was hearing. Placing her hands over her ears, as she whimpered out, "No, not again. Not again."
She thought this was over, she thought she was okay, that things were normal again. This wasn't supposed to happen.
Teagan kept her hands pressed against her ears, as she squeezed her eyes shut, praying the voice would stop echoing in her head, snapping her eyes open when she felt the elevator jerk to a stop.
She quickly rushed over to the buttons, pressing for the door to open, as she yelled out, "Let me out! Please let me out of here!"
As her mother's voice kept repeating her name over and over again, she slammed her hands on to doors, hitting it repeatedly. "Stop it! Please stop it!" She screamed, hitting the doors a few more times, as she cried out, "Help me! Someone please, help me! Just make it stop. Please, make it stop!"
Suddenly the voice stopped, every thing was silent until she heard a ding before the doors begin to slide open. She gasp when she saw she wasn't in the basement, but instead in a dimly lit morgue.
Teagan took a few steps back, she didn't want to leave the safety of the elevator, but she felt drawn to the room, causing her to take a few cautious steps until she was in the center of the room.
She looked to her left seeing two tables with a body on each and a sheet covering up both, then she glanced to her right seeing two more, but had no clue who the four dead bodies could be.
Moving closer to one of the tables on the right, she reached out a hand, curious about who was under the sheet then quickly pulled her hand back, beginning to have second thoughts. She was about to reach out again, until a voice behind her spoke up, causing her to spin around to see who it was.
"Go ahead, sweet girl, see who it is." Her mother, Lisa, said.
Teagan took a deep breath, then turned back to look at the table. With a shaky hand, she reached out to grab the sheet, slowly pulling it back. She gasped when she saw it was Scott.
"Scott?" Teagan questioned, as she laid her hand on his shoulder, softly shaking him. Hoping he was just asleep and would wake up.
"He can't hear you. He's dead." Lisa stated, as she took a step toward her daughter. She nodded her to the other table, as she said, "Check that one."
Teagan looked away from Scott, tears filling her eyes, as she looked over at her mother –who nodded her head to the table again, waiting for her to remove the sheet. She stepped over to the table, reaching out again to grab the sheet and pulled it back.
Tears fell down her face when she saw it was Jackson, who like Scott, was also dead.
"How-How did he-"
"You have to check those two." Lisa interrupted, as she nodded her head toward the tables on the left side.
"I-I don't want to. I'm scared." Teagan whispered.
"Do it." Lisa commanded.
"But mom-"
"Do it!" Lisa yelled.
Teagan jumped at her loud comment, her mother's voice echoing throughout the quiet room. She bit her bottom lip, holding back a whimper, as she walked over to the other two tables. She took several deep breaths, then reached out, her fingers gripping the sheet, but was too scared to pull it back.
"I said, do it!" Lisa yelled again.
Teagan quickly jerked the sheet back and cried out, when she saw Avery laying on the table. "No! No, no, no. This can't- this can't real." She cried.
"One more to go." Lisa said, ignoring her daughter's cries, as she walked over to the last table. "You can't forget this one." She added.
"I can't-I don't want to." Teagan cried. "I don't want to, please, don't make me."
"You have to see, Teagan." Lisa said, before she pulled the last sheet back. Revealing a dead Isaac laying on the table.
"No!" Teagan screamed, as she stumbled over to the table, falling against it. She leaned forward, her hands shaking as she reached out to touch his face, her vision too blurred with tears to see him clearly.
She laid against him as she broke out into a sob, crying over his dead body. She glanced up, seeing her mother standing in front of her on the other side of the table. "Who did this? Who killed them?" She cried out.
"You did." Lisa simply stated.
Teagan shook her head, as she straightened up, then said, "No, no, I would never. I would never hurt my friends, I would- I would never hurt Isaac."
"You have to." Lisa said. Her eyes flickered behind Teagan, looking at something, as she added, "You have to or else."
"Or else what?" Teagan questioned.
"Look and see." Lisa said, her eyes glancing over Teagan's shoulders again.
Teagan turned around, seeing another table. She knew it wasn't there earlier, but just like the others, it had a body with a sheet covering it up.
"Who-Who is it?" Teagan nervously asked, she couldn't imagine what could be worst then seeing her friends and boyfriend under a sheet.
Lisa smirked, but didn't answer, as she walked over to the table. She looked at her daughter for a moment, then pulled the sheet back with one quick jerk. Teagan's mouth dropped open when she realized it was herself laying on the table. Her eyes were closed, making her look almost peaceful, but from the looks of the bites and scratches on her body, it was clear to see it wasn't a peaceful death.
"It's-It's me. I'm dead." Teagan mumbled, as she stepped closer to the table, looking at herself closely.
Lisa nodded her head, then said, "This is your future. This is what will happen to you, unless..."
"Unless what?" Teagan questioned, when she paused.
"Unless you kill them." Lisa stated, as she raised her head to nodded toward the four dead bodies behind Teagan, the dead bodies of her closest friends and boyfriend.
"No." Teagan whimpered out, as she took a step back.
Lisa stepped around the table, taking a few steps toward Teagan, who kept backing away from her. "You have to kill them, Teagan. You either kill them or they will be the death of you. No human can ever survive this world. You have to get out before it's too late."
"No!" Teagan yelled again as her back slammed against the wall, trapping her as her mother walked closer to her.
"You have to do it, Teagan, you have to!" Lisa argued.
Teagan squeezed her eyes shut, moving her head from side to side hoping she would wake up from this nightmare. She knew it couldn't be real, her friends and boyfriend couldn't be dead by her hands, her mother couldn't be in front of her; yelling at her to kill them.
She heard her heart racing and felt her chest tightening up, as she tried to take a deep breath. She remember something Allison told her earlier, then began to mumbled out, "Nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger leurs-même."
After saying the code to herself a few times she froze for a minute, not hearing her mother's yelling anymore, hoping that meant this nightmare was over but when she opened her eyes and saw her mother's face in front of her, she screamed and jumped in fear.
Lisa chuckled, as she folded her arms across her chest, then said, "You really think you can recite a code and get rid of me?"
Teagan, feeling her knees go weak slid down the wall to the floor. She pulled her legs up, folding her arms around her as she began to rock back and forth. She stared straight ahead, as if in a daze, just waiting for this to be over but began to fear it would never be over. She was never coming out of this nightmare. This was her life now. Stuck in a morgue with her dead loved ones and being haunted by her mother.
Lisa squatted down, staring at her daughter as she said, "Since you're so big on codes now. I got a new one for you." She waited until Teagan looked at her, then continued,"Tuer ou être tué."
"What?" Teagan breathed out.
"Tuer ou être tué." Lisa repeated.
Teagan closed her eyes again, squeezing them tight as the phrase echoed in her head over and over again, until she finally found herself mumbling it to herself.
This was how Isaac and Allison found her minutes later. After he arrived at the apartment, and she wasn't back from the basement, he and Allison decided to head down there in case she needed help locating the gun.
It wasn't until about halfway down that he heard it the pounding of her heart, followed by her whimpering out in fear. Isaac hit the basement button repeatedly, hoping it would get him to her quicker. He ignored Allison's comment to be patient as he hit the door a few times, telling the elevator to hurry the hell up.
A few long minutes later, the doors finally slid open and he rushed out to scan the room, trying to locate his girlfriend. He followed her scent and heartbeat, to the very back seeing her sitting on the floor, her knees up to her chin as she rocked back and forth with her eyes closed.
He ran over to her, falling on to his knees, he reached out lightly touching her face, as he called out her name. When that didn't get a reaction, he began to shake her shoulders. Gently at first, then began to shake her roughly, while yelling out her name.
"Wait... Wait." Allison called out, as she kneeled down in front of Teagan. She saw her mouth moving, but couldn't hear what she was saying.
"What is it? What is she saying?" Isaac questioned, as he looked over at Allison, before looking back at Teagan with a concern look on his face.
"I don't- I don't know." Allison mumbled. She leaned closer to her friend, trying to hear better. When she finally heard what she was saying, she pulled back with a gasp as she said,"Tuer ou être tué. That's what she's saying, tuer ou être tué."
"What the hell does that mean?" Isaac asked, as he laid a hand on the side of Teagan's neck, softly caressing her cheek.
"Kill or be killed." Allison answered, as she looked over at him, a worried look on her face, wondering why the hell she would be saying that. She turned back to look at Teagan, as she said, "Teagan? Nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger leurs-même."
"What's that?" Isaac asked confused.
"It's our code." Allison answered, as she looked over at him –then looked back at Teagan, as she continued to mutter out the other phrase.
Every time Teagan said it, Allison would say their code, the two went back and forth a few times until Teagan finally began to recite the code, the correct one, saying it over and over again.
Teagan mumbled the code to herself one more time, then took a deep breath before slowly releasing it. She opened her eyes as she raised her head, seeing the concerned looks on Isaac and Allison's faces.
"Teagan?" Isaac quietly said, then breathed a sigh of relief, when she turned her head to look at him. With his hand still on the side of her neck, he pulled her toward him, wrapping his arms around her to hold her tight.
Teagan griped his shirt and buried her face against the soft fabric, getting a whiff of his cologne. She felt Allison lightly run a hand in a circle motion on her back, hoping to help calm her down.
"I'm-I'm sorry." Teagan whispered, her voice muffled against Isaac's shirt.
"What?" Isaac questioned, as he pushed her back a little to hear her better.
"I'm sorry." Teagan repeated. "I don't- I don't know what happened." She added, as tears filled her eyes.
"It's happening again." Isaac softly said, saying it as more of a statement, than a question.
"I don't know why. It was over. It's supposed to be over." Teagan said, as tears ran down her face. "I want it to be over." She added, her voice cracking.
Isaac pulled her back toward him, holding her against him, as he kissed the top of her head. The small trio sat in silence, until they heard Allison's phone beep.
She stood up, slipping the phone from her pants pocket to read the new text message. It was from Scott, telling her it was time for them to meet up at the woods.
Allison looked back at Isaac and Teagan with a dejected look on her face. She didn't know what happened to Teagan or what she saw, but the way she clinging to Isaac, it had to be bad.
"Who was it?" Isaac questioned, as he glanced at Allison for a moment, before giving all of his attention back to his girlfriend.
"Scott." Allison answered, then added, "It's time."
Isaac jerked his head up to look at Allison, a pained look on his face. He knew they had a plan, and he knew they needed to stick to the plan, but he couldn't just leave her. He still had no idea what actually happened or what she saw.
"It's okay." Allison said, as if she could read his thoughts. "Stay with her. We'll find Malia."
"No." Teagan stated, as she pulled away from Isaac. She looked at him, as she said, "You have to go. We all do." When she saw Isaac open his mouth to argue, she continued, "I can't- I can't give up. Whatever is happening to me, I can't let it control me. I have to keep fighting, right?"
She looked up at Allison, seeing her nod her head in agreement, then lowered her head to looked at Isaac, trying to be brave and not break down like she wanted to,"We can't give up. These nightmares, these hallucinations are not my life." She grabbed his hands, holding on to them and drawing strength from him, as she softly continued, "This is my life. You and me. It's always you and me."
Isaac smiled at her words, and then pulled her toward him to lovingly kiss her forehead, before resting his forehead against hers.
"Are you sure? We'll all understand if you need to sit this one out." Allison stated, as she watched the couple.
Teagan pulled away from Isaac to look up at Allison and nodded her head. She had to help, this was who she was. She was a helper, she had to help her friends. She couldn't be what her mother said, she couldn't be a killer, and she could never kill her friends. Maybe by helping, by doing something right, it would drive her mother's voice from her mind.
"Let's go then." Allison said, as she looked at the couple.
Isaac looked at Teagan for a moment, he still saw the fear in her eyes, and was itching to know what she saw, but he could also see the fire in her eyes, and knew it was important for her to help.
He wished he knew how to make her feel better, but if this did it, he would support it. Right now, that is what was important, he would find out what happened afterwards.
~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~
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