Chapter 12 - Eyes Playing Tricks
Allison glanced up from the computer for a minute; seeing Teagan pacing across the floor reading a page from one of the many pieces of papers she was holding. It was a pack of papers she had printed out earlier from the computer.
She figured it would be easier to print out a bunch of stuff for Teagan to read, while she read the rest on the computer. She hoped by dividing up the work, they would get through it faster and find something helpful, but so far that plan was a bust.
Every so often Teagan would pause; making Allison think she found something valuable, but then she would let out of annoyed breath and began to pace again. She was so annoyed and frustrated that she even started chewing on her thumb nail, a bad habit of hers.
Allison looked back down at the computer screen, her eyes scanning over the words then she sat up straight in her chair, thinking maybe she found something.
"Hey, T, what is the archaic Latin word for fly again?" Allison asked.
"Musca." Teagan answered, as she looked over at her friend. She rushed over to the desk, standing behind her, as she added, "Why did you find something?"
"Uh...yea- no wait. No sorry." Allison said, once she realized the word she came across wasn't the right one. She glanced over her shoulder to look at Teagan, as she added ,"I thought I found something, sorry."
"It's okay. But there has to be something in the bestiary, there just has to be, and we have to find it." Teagan said, as she nervously ran a hand through her hair.
Allison nodded her head in agreement but didn't point out how stressed her friend looked, she knew Teagan would just deny it. It's not like she could get her to take a break or anything, it would just be wasted words falling on deaf ears.
"We're going to stop him, Teagan." Allison said. "Scott, Isaac and the others will be okay." She added, voicing the real concern. After seeing Teagan checking her cell phone numerous of times in the last couple of hours, she knew how worried she was about her boyfriend and friends.
Teagan gave her a small smile, hoping her words were true but fearing the worst. Even if they did stop Barrow, who was going to stop her before she did something she regretted. She shook her head, pushing those thoughts aside, as she began to pace across the floor again, flipping to a new page and began to read it softly to herself.
When the words on the page began to blur, she closed her eyes for a minute to rub them, then opened them back up to read the page. She softly gasp when she saw the words,'tuer ou être tué', wrote over and over again.
Hearing her take a shaky breath, Allison looked up, seeing the pale look on Teagan's face, then asked, "Teagan, are you okay?"
"I uh, I'm-I'm..." Teagan began to say, as she looked over at Allison, seeing the concern look on her face. She took a deep breath, then looked back down at the paper; seeing that it was back to normal then added, "Yeah, I'm okay."
Allison continued to look at her, after hearing about some of the hallucinations she had recently and even seeing her having one, she was extremely worried about her. "What did you see?" She questioned, trying to get her to open up.
"I just... my eyes were blurred." Teagan lied. She flashed her a fake smile, hoping to ease her mind then added, "We've read through a lot of stuff. My eyes are just playing tricks."
"Teagan..." Allison began to say, until they heard a knock at the front door.
"I'll get it." Teagan offered, hoping to get out of the conversation Allison was about to start. They didn't have time to sit around whining about the crazy things she saw, they needed to stop Barrow before it was too late.
Teagan laid the pack of papers on the desk, then quickly left the room making her way to the front door. She glanced out the peep hole and let out a relieved sigh when she saw Isaac on the other side.
"Hey." Teagan said with a genuine smile, as she opened the door to let him in.
"Hey." Isaac said back, as he stepped into the apartment. As soon as she shut the door, she was in his arms, both were relieved the other was okay. Now that the two were together again, she felt a sense of calmness and he felt like he could breathe again.
"Please tell me you have good news." Teagan asked. She pulled back to look at him, as she added, "Please tell me you all found Barrow and this is all over."
Isaac shook his head with an apologetic look on his face, as he said, "I'm sorry. He wasn't at school."
"But Lydia said-"
"I know, but we can't find him, we looked all over. None of us caught a whiff of him anywhere in the building." Isaac explained.
Teagan let out a frustrated sigh. They had no idea what Barrow had planned, but the fact that he went after people with 'glowing eyes' didn't sit well with her. They had to find him before he hurt someone or worse.
"What do we do now?" She questioned, feeling at a loss.
"We... We just... I dunno." Isaac answered honestly, with shrug. "I guess we just- we just keep looking, keep trying, and don't just give up. We stop him." He added, feeling like that was the lamest answer ever, but he really didn't know what to do next, none of them really had a plan.
"What are the others doing?" Teagan asked, wondering if they were out researching and still looking.
"I'm not sure about Stiles and Lydia, but Scott had dinner plans at Kira's and Avery... well she's apparently having 'Avery time'." Isaac answered. He took a step closer to her, placing a hand on the side of her face and softly smiled when she leaned into him hand. "And I'm here with my girl." He added.
"And your girl thanks you." Teagan softly said with a smile. She stood on her tip toes to give him a sweet kiss, then laid her head in the crook of his neck, as she closed her eyes for a minute.
"How's my girl doing?" Isaac questioned, as he kissed the side of her head. "Hmm? Not stressing out too much, I hope." He added, as he ran his hand up and down her back to comfort her.
"Well, let's see, there is a psycho killer out there who wants to kill my friends and boyfriend..." She began to say, as she stepped out of his arms taking a few steps away from him. She ran her fingers across one of the side tables that was beside the couch, as she continued, "I'm going out of my freaking mind..." She reached under the table, grabbing the knife she knew the Argents kept under it for emergencies. She kept the knife out of sight, hiding it behind her back, as she turned back around to face him. She began to walk back toward him, as she quietly added, "And let's not forget the strong urge I feel to do something very bad to you."
"What? What do you mean?" Isaac asked confused, seeing the strange look on her face.
Without a word, she brought the knife from behind her back and stabbed him in the stomach, causing him to cry out in pain. She tilted her head to the side, a smirk on her face, as she whispered, "Does that answer your question, Isaac?"
"T-Teagan... what..." Isaac panted out, as he tried to breathe through the pain.
Feeling his skin healing around the knife, she twisted it, causing him to groan. He felt his knees go weak and grabbed on to her shoulder locking eyes with her, trying to read her but it was like staring at a stranger.
"Tuer ou être tué, Isaac." Teagan said, as if that explained everything. "I'm just doing what I have to." She added, before pushing the knife further into his stomach, feeling his blood cover her hand.
"Teagan?" Isaac said, as a trail of blood ran down the side of his mouth. "Teagan!"
Hearing him yell her name, she snapped her eyes open with a gasp, and took a quick step back. Her eyes looked down at his stomach, where she shoved a knife in him, but saw there was nothing there. He was completely fine. She gasped and began to pant, as she looked down at her hands the nightmare so real, she was sure his blood was be on them, but they were clean.
"Hey, hey... look at me." Isaac said, as he grabbed her chin, forcing her head up. "You just fell asleep for a minute. It's okay." He added, hoping to calm her down.
"But it felt- it was so real. I did- I did something bad." Teagan softly said, as she took a few deep breaths. With a shaky hand, she cautiously reached out laying on hand on the side of his stomach the place where she plunged a knife into his skin and gasp as she replayed the nightmare in her mind. To her it still felt so real, it felt like she really did stab him. She was having a hard time convincing herself that it didn't really happen.
"Teagan.. hey, don't look down, look at me." Isaac said, as he rested his hands on the side of her face. He lifted her head to look at him and wiped the tears away from under her eyes. "Whatever just happened, it's not true, you didn't do anything, okay? Nothing bad happened." He added.
"It might. It could happen." Teagan argued, as tears filled her eyes. She took a step away from him, trying to put some distance between them. She wrapped her arms around herself, as she added, "I wanted... I wanted to..."
"You wanted to what?" Isaac asked, when she paused.
Before Teagan could say anything else, Allison walked into the room, wondering what was taking Teagan so long to answer the door. "Is everything okay?" She asked the couple.
When neither one answered, Allison looked over at Teagan, feeling even more concerned for her than she was when she saw the look on her face. She looked even more tired and broken down then she did just a few minutes ago; if that was even possible.
"Teagan, maybe you should take a break." Allison suggested, going back on her earlier thought. She knew Teagan would still fight her on it but hoped with Isaac there he could help talk her into it. The girl looked like she was going to drop any moment.
As if on cue, Teagan opened her mouth to argue until Isaac spoke up, "She's right. At least lie down for a few minutes. You're not going to be able to research anything if you're too tired to read the words."
"I'll keep looking and you can take a short nap in my room." Allison added.
"What about the papers I was reading?" Teagan questioned.
"I'll read them." Isaac offered, as he walked over to her, "I'll stay right by your side and read them."
"You don't have stay with me." Teagan pointed out, as she lowered her head, hating when she was an inconvenience to her loved ones.
"Hey.." Isaac began to say, as he laid a hand on the side of her face. When she raised her head to look at him, he softly said, "I'm not leaving you."
Teagan continued to look at him, then glanced over at her brunette friend feeling too drained to argue with them anymore. She blew out a small breath then nodded her head –agreeing with their idea to rest
~()~
"You're interrupting Avery time." She joked as she answered her phone and tucked her new fake id into her wallet before throwing her purse in the passenger seat.
"This isn't funny, this is very… very serious." Stiles huffed out from the other end of the line.
She was silent as she waited for him to go on, "It's Kira, okay? Barrow is going after Kira."
She could hear Lydia saying something an then some muffled noise before Lydia demanded Stiles watch the road and stay in his lane before she put the phone to her ear and said, "Someone left a code for Barrow on the chemistry board, in atomic numbers… spelling out Kira."
Starting her car she said, "You're sure?"
"Yes! We found blood on the closet floor…"
Avery didn't hear the rest of her friends words as she realized she'd been in the chemistry room earlier, she was seconds away from trying to get into the closet when Parrish had intervened. Closing her eyes she thought about how if she'd just argued a little longer, stood her ground and followed her gut they would have already found him and her newest friend wouldn't be in danger.
"Can you send me the address to her house and meet us there?" Lydia asked, bringing the blonde back to her senses.
After doing just that, she sped off towards Kira's hoping she'd get there in time, but when she pulled up she saw Stiles and Lydia pulling Scott to his feet and no sign of Kira.
"Barrow, he took Kira!" Scott exclaimed wiping blood from his forehead.
"Yeah we know, he was after her the whole time." Stiles explained.
Avery looked away from her friends with a guilty expression, if she'd just stayed focused on what she'd been doing instead of paying attention to Deputy Parrish she would have found Barrow. Now Kira could be dead and it was all her fault.
Scott called Isaac to see what he'd been able to find out from the bestiary, but it wasn't anything helpful to them.
"I knew he was there… how did I know?" Lydia breathed out.
Avery knew she should speak up and ease her friend's nerves, admit that she was closer than any of them to finding Barrow, but she held her silence.
"You heard the flies…" Stiles reminded her.
Taking a step forward with a hopeful expression Scott asked, "What do you hear now?"
"Nothing, I feel like I can do this… but I don't know what to do." She admitted, looking to her friends for help.
Finally breaking her silence and walking up to them Avery looked at her friend and said, "I do."
"Then tell me, because this feeling… it's driving me crazy. It's right there on the tip of my tongue but I can't trigger it." She said frantically shaking her hands out to the side as she spoke.
"You're a banshee, Lydia… the wailing woman, remember? What do banshee's do?" Avery asked, then answered her own question to get the point across, "They scream."
Lydia's eyes widened as she stared at her, knowing she was right. She'd been thinking to herself that the feeling was irritating enough it made her want to scream.
Without any warning she opened her mouth and let out an extremely loud, high pitched scream, making Avery jump and Stiles clamp his hands over his ears.
Once the residential street fell silent again, Avery exchanged looks with Scott and Stiles as they waited for Lydia to inform them of whether it had worked or not. Her gaze slowly raised from the road to the streetlight above them as she realized it wasn't flies she'd been hearing buzzing all day; it was electricity. Which she proudly announced as she looked around her group of friends.
"Barrow was an electrical engineer, he worked at a power substation." Stiles realized out loud.
"You did it!" Avery exclaimed as she grabbed Lydia's hand and squeezed it reassuringly, while Stiles recalled the exact substation Barrow had worked for.
~()~
As Scott pulled his bike to a stop and shut it off, Avery jumped off the back of it and removed her helmet as she pointed out, "The police still aren't here."
Scott took his own helmet off and said, "We have to go in there…"
"I know." She nodded then looked over to see Stiles jumping out of his jeep with a bat in hand as he told Lydia to wait in the car for when the police got there because he only had one bat.
Scott raced into the building by himself as Avery waited for Stiles to catch up as they all hoped they were making it in time to save their new friend.
"Scott! No! Look out!" Kira yelled as she saw him, but before anyone could respond, Barrow knocked the teenager to the ground with the power from the large, exposed, live wire he was holding in his rubber gloved hand.
Scott collapsed to the cement floor, his body twitching and practically seizing from the amount of electrical currents that had just shocked his entire system.
Helplessly he was forced to watch as Barrow closed in on Kira, he tried to tell him that he didn't want her, but the murderers mind was made up. Just as he started to place the live wires against Kira, Avery raced into the room full speed ahead as she tried to knock him away from her friend, but she was a few seconds too late.
Just as she grabbed onto his shoulders to push him away, he'd dropped the wire on Kira but it was almost like her body seemed to deflect the current as it shot back and instantly killed him. From the impact of the blast, Avery was knocked several feet back where she landed with a thud as she looked up, realizing her friends only chance of survival might be if she absorbed enough of the electricity.
She didn't even know if it was possible to do, at least not without killing herself in the process but she had to try. Closing her eyes she placed her palms flat on the floor and took a deep breath as she let her body absorb the energy and electricity until she collapsed from it. Her eyes blinked open and she saw Kira was on her feet, hands out to the side as she pulled in all of the electricity which seemed to not affect her at all.
The power surge caused a city wide blackout as flashes of energy and light bounced around the room, until finally even the room they were in was dark.
"Guys!" Stiles yelled as he finally joined up with the rest of the group.
He saw Kira and Scott starring at each other in shock, and then he saw Avery on the floor breathing heavily as she was down on all fours.
"Hey, hey, hey." He breathed as he dropped down beside her, watching as she broke and chipped her manicured nails on the rough cement floor, seeming to be in a great deal of pain.
"Avery…"
With a growl that didn't sound human she looked up at him with black eyes; the power she'd absorbed had triggered a darkness inside of her, the same darkness Deucalion forced her to tap into in the fight against her mother.
"Holy…" He breathed out as he leaned away from her, startled by the sight and not sure what to do.
Avery desperately clawed at the floor as she let out a pained cry, trying to keep in control of her thoughts and actions, but the energy she'd absorbed felt like it was burning her up from head to toe. The worst part of it was the thoughts running through her head of how she wanted to cause pain, the constant nagging to draw in even more power, even if she had to kill someone to get it.
Stiles slowly raised a hand and placed it on her shoulder, trying to provide some source of comfort or talk her down from whatever she was going through, but he gasped in pain as she grabbed his arm and threw him backwards.
"Stay… stay away from me." She hissed as she jumped to her feet, she couldn't remember ever being in this much pain before, it was like the electricity she'd taken in was shocking her entire system again and again.
"Scott… I need some help over here." Stiles winced as he open and closed his hand, making a fist a few times to make sure she hadn't broken any bones.
Kira leaned back against the metal fencing she'd been chained too only moments before and slowly slid to the ground, she couldn't believe what just happened. Not only had someone tried to kill her, but she'd managed to survive and swallow up the power from the live wire. Pulling her knees up to her chest she closed her eyes and blocked out the sounds of talking, she had too much going on inside her head to even focus on anything external.
Avery somehow made it to her feet and backed away from her approaching friends, "Just stay back… please." She begged, she was afraid if they got too close she'd unintentionally hurt or kill them.
They were both talking to her but she couldn't understand what either of them were saying, all she could hear was Deucalion's voice in her head, telling her that everyone else was replaceable; but not her she was one of a kind. At that thought she smiled to herself, in her altered state of mind she believed him a hundred percent.
Finally her gaze fixed back on Scott as he stepped closer.
Backing up farther Avery warned, "Stay back, Scott… I don't want to hurt you."
He swallowed hard as he stared at her black eyes, "You wouldn't hurt me."
Tilting her head back she let out an eerie laugh that brought him to a stop as she cocked her head to the side and said, "Yes, I would! You think you're special because you're a true alpha… but we both know it's wasted on you. You're so pathetic, Scott. And you're going to fail…"
"This isn't you." He argued, bravely taking another step forward.
"Yes, it is." She argued letting out a pained groan as sweat beaded across her forehead and she forced out another laugh, "I know what and who I am… I could take you down, easily. In all honesty I'd be doing your pack a favor."
Grabbing onto his best friends arm Stiles said, "We have to do something… they can't see her eyes."
Diverting her attention to him Avery said, "And you… you're useless, Stiles. It's actually sad, you try… you really do, but you're just human; a sidekick at best, and that's all you'll ever be."
Scott's hearing focused and he could hear approaching footsteps and more sirens in the distance, the police had finally gotten there at the worst possible time.
A few officers filed into the room, all of them barely glancing at the teens before going to check on Barrow's body.
Rushing forward and catching Avery off guard, Scott managed to corner her, as he grabbed onto her arm he gasped, feeling all of the pain she was in.
"Let go of me!" She hissed trying to push him back, but his eyes glowed red as he stared back at her, and firmly held onto both of her arms, his teeth gritted in pain as he took in the pain she was feeling; desperately trying to get her to calm down, to get her back to herself, even if it caused him pain in the process.
"What's going on here?" Parrish asked as he entered the room and started towards where he saw Avery struggling against Scott's grip on her.
Stiles quickly got in between the officer and his friends as he started to stutter out an excuse, but he wasn't listening to the teen as he saw Avery finally pull away from Scott and turn, putting her back to them.
Scott leaned back against the wall, both hands trembling and breathing hard from taking her pain away.
The deputy glanced at Scott confused, before he placed a hand on Avery's shoulder and turned her around to face him as he asked, "Are you okay?"
Stiles breathed out a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands over his head as he saw her eyes were back to normal, even if she did have a dazed and confused look on her face.
~()~
Several minutes later, Teagan and Isaac were laying on Allison's bed. Isaac was leaned back against the headboard, reading through papers while Teagan laid on his chest, her leg thrown over his, as she cuddled into his side.
Any time he heard her breathing pick up or her heart race, he would run his fingers through her hair, run a hand up her back or touch her in some way to let her know he was there, hoping it would calm her down and keep the nightmares away.
She had not been sleeping for long, ten minutes at the most when he felt her shifting around, causing him to glance down at her and saw her staring back at him. He gave her a smile, as he brushed a lock of hair from her face and said, "You're suppose to be sleeping."
"I can't." Teagan breathed out.
"You can't or won't?" Isaac questioned. "You're scared to sleep, aren't you?" He guessed.
She didn't have to answer for him to know it was true. He softly sighed, hating to see her go through this. When she lowered her head, he laid his hand on the side of her face and leaned down to kiss the side of her head, before asking, "How often are the nightmares now?"
"Just about every time I close my eyes." Teagan softly said.
"Are you back in the cellar?" Isaac asked, remembering that is how the nightmares started. She would dream about all of them being back in the root cellar and dying. When she shook her head he continued to question ,"Are they all about your mom now?"
Teagan nodded her head, but didn't go into any details about the horrifying things her mother would show her or make her do. She didn't want to worry him worse than he was or scare him as she listed off the different ways she had hurt him in her dreams.
Isaac lifted her head, forcing her to look at him as he asked the question she never wanted him to, "What do you see?"
"It doesn't matter." Teagan said with a sad smile. "On the list of things we have to worry about, my dreams don't make the top." She added.
"Not on my list." Isaac said, as he shook his head. He lightly caressed her cheek, as he added, "On my list, you're always at the top. You are my main concern, always."
"I shouldn't be." Teagan mumbled, as she tried to look away, but he wouldn't let her.
"Hey..." He began to say, as he caught her eye. "Whatever is going on, we're going to solve it together, you don't have to keep pushing me away."
"I'm trying to protect you." Teagan pointed out, as she sat up. "It's not safe for you. I'm not safe for you." She added.
"I can handle whatever you throw my way." He argued.
"Isaac... I'm serious, I-"
"I'm serious too." He said, interrupting her. He sat up beside her grabbing her hands, as he continued, "I don't care how bad it gets, I can handle it cause I know together we are stronger than anything that tries to tear us apart."
When tears filled her eyes and she began to shake her head to disagree, he reached up to lay a hand on the side of her face stopping her and forcing her to look at him, as he continued, "Shh, hey, look at me, I get it, okay? I do. You don't want to lose me so you push me away –I've been there, remember?" He paused for a moment, both remembering the time he broke up with her when he was worried his world would hurt her. "I made the biggest mistake of my life walking away from you then, but I will never make that mistake again. It may be selfish of me hanging on to you and denying you a normal life, but I love you too damn much to let you go, Teagan."
He leaned forward giving her a soft kiss, then placed his lips against her forehead. He took a shaky breath, before softly saying, "But I'll never force you to be with me." He pulled back to look at her, as he continued, "I promised you that I would never walk away from you, that I'll never let you go but if you need to walk away, I'll be right here waiting for you."
"No." Teagan whimpered, as she shook her head. She scooted closer to him wrapping her legs around him and placing her hands on the side of his face. "I don't-I don't want to walk away. I'm just scared, Isaac, I'm so scared."
Thinking she meant for herself, he laid a hand on the side of her neck, as he said, "You don't have to be, okay? Whatever you are seeing, it's not going to hurt you, I won't let it. I promise it won't."
He pulled her toward him, as he captured her lips for a desperate kiss. For a moment, he actually was worried she might walk away in order to protect him from whatever she was seeing in her mind. If she ever did, he would respect her wishes but he would never fully let her go. He would still keep his promises, he would still be there for her; helping her, being her friend, whatever she needed. When he said he would never leave her, he meant it.
As if knowing how badly he needed to hear it, she whispered against his lips, "I love you, Isaac." She pulled back to look at him, laying her hands on his face, as she stared at him and said, "I love you so much and I'm not walking away." Tears filled her eyes, as all the different hallucinations of hurting him crossed her mind as she shook her head fighting against them, "All I know is I can't lose you."
"You're not. I'm not going anywhere, Teagan." Isaac said back.
Teagan smiled at his words leaning forward to press her lips against his for a heated kiss. He ran his hands down her back resting them on her butt, as he pulled her closed to him having her fully on his lap now.
She pulled back for a moment to reach down, grabbed the bottom of his shirt, then pulled it over his head, laying it beside them on the bed. She placed her hands flat on his chest, then ran her hands down to his stomach. Her right hand paused where she dreamed she stabbed him, as she glanced down to look. She lightly ran her fingers across his skin, remembering what it felt like when she stuck the blade in him.
Hearing her heart began to race he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him as he said, "Stay with me, Teagan. Stay in this moment with me, okay? This is real, you and me. This is what is real, this is what matters."
Teagan nodded her head at his words, then lifted her arms, waiting for him to remove her shirt. He smiled at the gesture then leaned forward to softly kiss her lips, before pulling back to grab her shirt to take it off.
He pressed his lips against her bare shoulder, leaving light kisses where ever his lips touched, as he ran his hands down her sides trying to touch as much as he could at once. She was honestly intoxicating to him, he could never get enough of her.
Before things could go too much further between them they heard the bedroom door open, followed by Allison yelling out, 'Oh, my God."
"Allison!" Teagan gasped, as she shifted around on Isaac's lap trying to climb off of him, which only turned him on more and made him let out a quiet moan.
"Ew, okay, wow." Allison said, as she placed the sheets of paper in her hands over her face. "I'm sorry, I thought you were sleeping and I was bringing Isaac more papers to read. I didn't know you two would be going at it on my bed." She added, as she made a face.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Allison." Teagan said, as she jumped off the bed. She glanced around, trying to see where Isaac had dropped her shirt earlier.
"I'm not." Isaac added, as he grabbed his shirt and slipped it on. "Besides it's not like we were having sex. Believe me I was trying, but you interrupted before we could." He added.
"Not helping, Isaac." Teagan hissed over at him. She spun around a few times, still looking for her shirt, as she added, "Now if you really wanted to help, you could find my shirt."
Isaac watched her drop down to the floor, looking under the bed for her shirt. He chuckled as he reached behind him, grabbing her shirt then held it out, waiting for her to look up and see it.
"I'm just going to keep standing here like this..." Allison began to say, as she kept the papers in front of her face to block the view. "Just let me know when it is safe to look again." She added with a laugh.
"Seriously, where the hell is my shirt?" Teagan mumbled out, as she crawled around the bed looking for it, which only made Isaac laugh more. "Laughing is not helping, Isaac. Finding my shirt though would really be helpful."
"Teagan..." Isaac began to say, trying to get her attention. She popped up from beside the bed seeing that he was holding out her shirt. She breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up.
She reached out to grab it but before she could, they heard Chris calling out for Allison before he stepped into the room. Teagan gasped, as she folded her arms across her chest, but nothing could really hide the fact that she was standing in front of her friend's father in a white lacy bra.
"Oh, God." Teagan breathed out, feeling her face heat up just when she thought it couldn't get worse, it did.
Chris glanced around the room seeing Isaac with a cocky grin on his daughter's bed, an embarrassed shirt-less Teagan, then looked over at his daughter, Allison, for an explanation. When she didn't say anything, he nodded down the hall, as he said, "Allison, my office, now."
Allison nodded her head letting him know she will be there in a minute. After he walked off, she looked over at her friends, as she said, "I'll be back. I need to go explain to dad that we're not involved in some kind of weird, kinky threesome, before he grabs his guns."
As Allison turned to leave the room, Teagan dropped her head in her hands, with a groan. She didn't think she had ever been this embarrassed before she didn't think anything could top this and it didn't help matters when she heard Isaac laughing about it.
She snapped her head up, seeing that he was standing in front of her holding her shirt out. "It's not funny." She hissed.
"You're right, it's not funny." He said. When she reached out to grab her shirt, he pulled it back, then added, "But it is hilarious."
She groaned out angrily, then opened her mouth to fuss at him but before she could say a word, he pressed his lips against her to stop her. She mumbled out a few words causing him to smirk, as he realized most were cuss words aimed at him.
"Shh, don't talk." Isaac mumbled before he began to kiss her again. As she kept throwing out cuss words, he bit her bottom lip as he shook his head, and said, "Uh-uh, no more talking. Just, shh."
"You're... an... ass... but –I... love you." She said in between kisses, causing him to chuckle.
"I love you too." Isaac said, as he pulled back to smile at her. He handed her the shirt as he added, "Here put this one. Don't want anyone to catch you without a shirt on."
"Jerk." Teagan joked, as she playfully punched his shoulder, causing him to laugh out loud.
As she slipped her shirt on, his cell phone rang. She heard him talking to someone, then hung up the phone after telling whoever that they haven't found anything.
"Who was that?" Teagan asked.
"Scott." Isaac said, then added, "Barrow took Kira."
"What?" Teagan breathed out. She ran a hand through her hair in frustration, while she was worried about her own stuff, someone completely innocent was taken and they had no ideas why he would take her, how to stop him or how to save her.
"There has to be something here. There has to be!" Teagan said, as she grabbed for the pack of papers from the bed, quickly scanning through them, trying to find something, anything that would help save Kira.
"Calm down, babe… we'll find something." Isaac said, not wanting her to stress herself over it.
She barely heard what he said as she quietly read to herself, going through page after page. She wasn't sure how long she had been reading or how many pages she went through until the words started to blur again.
"No. No, no, no." She whispered to herself, as the words began to move around on the page. She knew what phase was going to pop up, it was the one she saw earlier, 'tuer ou être tué', the phase that's been haunting her for days now.
"Damn it!" She called out, as she dropped the sheets of paper, watching them fall to the floor.
"Teagan?" Isaac said, as he looked over at her. When she dropped to the floor grabbing onto her head, he rushed over to her, pulling her against him as he asked if she was okay.
"It's doesn't stop. It never stops." Teagan cried, as she pulled at her hair.
"What doesn't stop?" Isaac questioned. "Teagan, talk to me." He pleaded.
Before Teagan could say a word, they noticed the lights flicker before the power shut off. The two looked around the dark room in confusion, as they both wondered what the hell was going on. Things took a turn for the worst when they noticed five dark figures appearing out of the shadows.
"Isaac..." Teagan whimpered out, as she grabbed on to his shirt.
"Shh, it's okay. I'm right here." Isaac said, as he kept his arms around her as the two slowly stood up and watched the figures getting closer to them.
Isaac pushed her behind him and took a few steps back, trying to get away from them. Teagan grabbed the back of his shirt, taking a few steps toward Allison's desk pulling him with her. She knew Allison kept a dagger or two in the top drawer.
Teagan kept her eyes on the dark shadow figures, as she slowly opened the drawer and reached inside, feeling around for the dagger. When she found the handle, she gripped it in her hand pulling it out right as one of the figures reached out for Isaac.
"Isaac! Watch out!" She yelled, as she pushed him aside, and stepped in front of him. She raised her arm, preparing to stab the dark figure in front of her but before she could it disappeared in front of her eyes.
"Teagan, stay back!" Isaac said, as he watched her head for the middle of the room trying to punch another shadow figure.
He reached out to grab her, planning to pull her back toward him, but before he could he saw one of the figures appear behind her and shove her aside. He yelled out when he saw her head hit the wall before she fell to the floor, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
"Teagan!" Isaac yelled, worried about how still she was laying and the fact that she wasn't waking up. He tried to listen for her heartbeat, but all he could hear was his own pounding in his ears.
He tried to run to her, but was stopped as the five figures crowded around him. He could faintly hear Allison and her father pounding on the door as the figures got closer to him.
All he could think about was he hoped they could save Teagan in time before one of the figured laid a hand behind his ear, forcing him to stare into his greenish-yellow eyes before he blacked out.
~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~
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