Chapter 26 - You Found Me
Teagan didn't know how long she had been sleeping, truthfully she never really remembered going to sleep, but when the sun began to shine in her eyes, she scrunched up her face and let out a small moan, before opening her eyes; realizing she was in a bed and not in the chair she had been in for the last several hours.
She glanced around, confused on where she was. She wasn't in the hospital and she wasn't in her bedroom, at least not her bedroom now, but the bedroom did look very familiar.
She lowered her eyebrows, as she realized what room it was. It was her old bedroom, the one she had before her family moved from Beacon Hills when she was 14.
Teagan got out of bed, looking around the room and trying to figure out why she was in it. She honestly never thought she would see the room again or be back in this house. She had always loved the house, before they moved it was the only house she ever known, but when they moved back she was grateful that her father bought a different one. One that didn't have tons of memories attached to it.
She couldn't even drive by the old house now so she couldn't understand why she would be in it now. She grabbed a robe from the back of the door and slide it on over her pajamas, feeling a sense of deja vu, as she left the bedroom.
The feeling only intensified as she made her way through the small house, hearing music softly playing from the kitchen and the sound of someone shuffling around cooking breakfast.
When she heard laughter coming from the room, she came to a stop, her mouth dropping open in surprise as she recognized both of her parent's laughter coming from the room. She took a few cautious steps toward the kitchen, peeking in the door and felt her eyes go wide when she saw them dancing in the middle of the kitchen, as they lovingly looked at each other, it was a scene she saw often when her mother was still alive.
No matter what meal her mother was cooking, somehow her parents always ended up dancing in the middle of the kitchen. It was always their thing and something she had missed seeing after her mother's death.
Seeing Teagan from over his shoulder, Paul smiled, then said,"Hey, there she is. Morning, Sweet Tea."
Lisa turned around, smiling at her daughter, causing Teagan to softly gasp. She felt her heart beating in her chest as she looked at her mom, seeing the smile on her face that she never thought she was see again. It was the same that always made her feel safe and loved. Even when her mother started haunting her dreams, she never smiled at her like that.
"Morning sweet girl, you are just in time." Lisa said, as she picked up a plate with pancakes and bacon on it. She held it out, as she added,"I made your favorite."
"Well one of her favorites." Paul added with a laugh. "You know she could never pick a favorite breakfast food."
Lisa laughed at the comment, both knowing it was true, then she looked back at Teagan, noticing the look on her face. She lowered her eyebrows in concern, as she asked,"Are you okay, sweet girl?"
"I-I don't... I'm-I'm..." Teagan began to stutter, unsure what to say. She never imagined waking up and finding her mother in the kitchen cooking breakfast like she always done in the past.
Lisa sat the plate of food down, then walked over to her, placing a hand on her forehead, as she stated, "You're not running a fever or anything, but if you're not feeling good you can stay home from school." She paused a moment, then added,"I can call in at the hospital, stay with you. We can cuddle on the couch and watch a movie, that always makes you feel better."
Hearing the word 'school', Teagan shook her head, school was exactly where she needed to go. As much as she would love to lay on the couch with her mom and watch movies, something they use to do all the time, she needed to be at school. Maybe she could find one of her friends and they could explain to her what the hell was going on.
"No, I'm uh, I'm okay." Teagan said. She flashed a small smile, as she added,"Just still half asleep."
"You sure?" Lisa asked, as she lightly ran her fingers across Teagan's face, causing tears to fill her eyes at feeling the motherly touch she hadn't felt in a long time. The motherly touch she had missed.
"I'm sure." Teagan quietly said, as she cleared her throat, trying to get her emotions under control. "Matter of fact, I should get ready for school now and go. I need to meet up with Avery, it's important." She added, as she began to back out of the room.
"But your breakfast." Lisa called out.
"I'll eat it later." Teagan yelled, as she ran back to her old bedroom. She slammed the door closed, leaning back against it, as she took several deep breaths, trying to wrap her mind around what the hell was going on. She just had to hope Isaac, Avery or even Scott knew what was happening.
~()~
Several minutes later, Teagan arrived at school and searched the hallway for one of her friends or even her boyfriend, just someone who could explain what bizarre world she landed in.
She breathed out a sigh of relief when she saw Avery down the hall at her locker, changing out her books. Without a second thought, Teagan pushed pass the other students to rush down the hallway, calling out to her best friend.
"Hey, you!" Avery called out happily, as she glanced at her friend for a moment, then looked back inside her locker.
"Avery, something weird is going on." Teagan said without taking a breath.
"You're telling me." Avery said. She looked over at her friend, as she added,"You remember that weird kid I got paired with last year in Mr. Harris class? I think he's stalking me or something. I swear every time I turn around, I see him."
Teagan opened her mouth to tell Avery about all the weird things she witnessed since waking up, until she realized what Avery said. She thought back to the year before, in Mr. Harris class, Avery was paired with Stiles.
"Wait, what weird kid?" Teagan asked confused.
"That spazzy kid, what was his name?" Avery began to say, as she tried to remember his name. "It was something weird... Skittles? No, Staples?"
"Stiles." Teagan breathed out, feeling even more confused about what was going on.
"Right, yeah, Stiles." Avery said, as she snapped her fingers. "What the hell is a Stiles anyways?" She questioned.
Teagan shook her head, things were even more strange than she thought. Whatever weird world she was in, Avery never dated Stiles, she didn't even know who he was.
Her mouth opened and closed a few times, unsure what to say back. She watched Avery reached into her locker again, and gasped when she saw the tattoo on her wrist. It wasn't the new one she got after what happened with Kate, it was her old one, the one that said 'Nevermore' with a small crow.
"Oh, my God." Teagan breathed out, as she took a small step back.
Avery looked over at her friend with a concern look, as she asked,"Are you okay?"
"Y-Your tattoo." Teagan whispered out.
Avery looked down at it, not sure what the problem was, then said,"What about it? You act like you're seeing it for the first time or something." She laughed, then added,"You would think after over a year, you would be use to it."
"No, but, you don't... It was ruined... Kate..." Teagan panted between breaths.
"Please, you know I would kill a bitch if she ruined my tattoo." Avery said with a laugh. She lowered her eyebrows, as she added,"Are you sure you're okay, T?"
"I don't...I-I need Isaac. I need to find Isaac." Teagan mumbled, as she glanced around looking for her boyfriend, needing him to help calm her. She just needed him to hold her and maybe he could explain what was going on.
"Who?" Avery asked confused. Before Teagan could answer, she added,"Who are these people you're talking about? Kate? Isaac? Do they even go to this school?"
"No. Well I mean, Kate doesn't. She's dead, but Isaac does and I need to find him." Teagan explained, as she rubbed her forehead, feeling her head hurt.
"Okay, well, whoever this Isaac guy is, you better not let your boyfriend hear you talk about him. You know how he can get." Avery said, as she shut her locker door.
"Wait, boyfriend? Who-" Teagan began to say, until she felt someone walk up behind her and turn her around to face him. Her eyes widen as she saw it was Jackson.
"Jackson?" Teagan asked confused.
"Morning, T." Jackson said with a smile, before he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers for a heated kiss.
"Ugh, seriously guys, it is too early for this." Avery complained, as she pulled her phone from her purse and began to type out of text message.
Teagan squealed out in surprised at feeling his lips against her. It felt strange having his lips on hers after being broken up for so long. It was nothing like when Isaac kissed her. She always told Isaac he changed her life with one kiss and that was still true, but this kiss did nothing for her other than confuse her and make her miss what she has with Isaac.
With that thought in mind, she laid her hands against his chest, then pushed him back, taking him and Avery by surprise. Before either one could say anything, Teagan squeaked out a 'got to go' before rushing down the hallway, leaving behind a very confused Avery and Jackson.
Teagan rushed down the hall, glancing behind her to make sure Jackson or Avery weren't trying to follow her. She knew they had a lot of questions, but she had no answers for them, even she didn't know what was going on. She quickly turned a corner, slamming into someone, causing her to fall back on to her butt.
"Ow! Damn!" She groaned.
"Oh, crap. I-I'm sorry." She heard someone say, causing her to look up and see Scott.
"Scott!" Teagan called out, as she quickly stood up. She breathed out a sigh of relief, as she said, "Thank God. Scott, something is going on. I don't-I don't know what yet, but things are not making sense right now. Maybe-Maybe we should go talk to Deaton or something, maybe he knows how to fix this."
"Deaton? You mean my boss?" Scott asked confused, wondering why one of the most popular girls was talking to him, and about his boss of all things. He didn't think she even knew where he worked.
"Yes, your boss!" Teagan said, then added,"Who the hell did you think I meant?"
"I-I don't know." Scott said, as he glanced around nervously.
"Wait, you do know who I am, right?" Teagan questioned him, when she saw the confused look on his face.
"Yeah, you're Teagan Young." Scott answered, then added,"I just don't know why you're talking to me."
Teagan blew out an annoyed breath, things were just getting worse and worse. She shook her head, as she said, "Believe it or not, we're friends."
"We are?" Scott asked confused. Before she could say anything else the bell rang, causing him to sigh, as he said, "Look, whatever prank you and your friends have going on, can you just get to it? I need to get to class."
Teagan ran her hands through her hair in frustration, feeling tears fill her eyes, as she whispered out, "Just go."
Scott didn't waste a second as he rushed past her and made his way down the hallway, worried whatever she and her jock friends had planned wasn't over.
Teagan stood still for a moment as students rushed pass her to get to class, a few bumping her out of the way. She saw a door to the restroom off to the side and made her way over toward it. She didn't realize until she walked inside that it was actually the men's room, which thankfully was empty.
She leaned back against the wall, sliding down to the floor. She pulled her legs up, wrapping her arms around them, as a few tears ran down her face. She had no idea what was going on or where she was. It had to be a nightmare, a hallucination, but she didn't know how to get out of it. She didn't know how to get back home.
She pinched her arm a few times, as she whispered out over and over again,"Wake up, Teagan, wake up."
When that didn't work, she squeezed her eyes close, a sob breaking free. Feeling lost, scared and confused, she buried her head in her arms, hoping if she hid there long enough, she would eventually wake up and be back by Isaac's side at the hospital. She had to believe she would make it back to him somehow.
Teagan kept her head down, even when she heard the door to the men's room open, followed by footsteps coming toward her. She honestly didn't care who walked in, as long as they left her alone, they could do their business and leave, but when she heard the person speak, she jerked her head up with a gasp.
"I knew I would find you here."
"Isaac?" Teagan breathed out, as fresh tears fell down her face. She stood up from the floor, then rushed over to him, throwing herself into his arms with a sob. She felt him wrap his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him, as he kissed the top of her head.
"You found me." She whispered, as she tighten her grip on him, never wanting to let him go.
"I promised you I always would." He said back, as he pulled back a little to look at her.
Teagan smiled at his words before leaning forward to press her lips against his. She gripped his shoulders desperately, as she moved her lips against his for a greedy kiss. He laid a hand on the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her hair, as he deepened the kiss.
He grinned against her lips as he whispered,"God, I missed those lips."
Teagan let out a breathy laugh, as she pulled back to look at him. She laid a hand on the side of his face, as she said back,"I missed those blue eyes."
Isaac smiled, as he laid a hand on the side of her neck, pulling her toward him. The two held each other, drawing comfort and strength from each other. Something they had always been able to do no matter what was happening around them.
"I'm scared." Teagan whispered, breaking the silence. "I don't know what is going on." She added, as she buried her face in his shirt.
"I don't either." Isaac said, as he tightened his grip on her. "But we'll find out together." He said, as he kissed the top of her head. "It's you and me." He whispered.
"Always." She whispered back, as she squeezed her eyes shut, realizing how much she missed hearing those words, and in moments like this, how badly she needed to hear them.
~()~
After the door was shut to her room, Avery sighed and turned around, her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness of the room as she noticed someone sitting up on the other bed.
In silence she walked over and looked out of the small window out into the moonlight, until she heard the other bed move as the girl stood up and walked closer.
"I –I know you." The brunette said as she tucked some of her tangled hair behind her ears and stared at Avery with a questioning look.
"Malia?" Avery realized then said, "Yeah, I was with Scott in the woods we helped…" She didn't get to finish her sentence as the brunette raised a fist and punched her, the impact knocked her backwards.
Responding instantly, Avery swung a leg out bringing Malia to the ground with a thud, as she quickly climbed on top of her and pinned her down before she raised her arm and punched the other teenager back.
With a growl Malia flipped them and tried to hit her again, but the blonde expertly avoided the impact and smirked as Malia punched the cement floor instead and let out a pained noise.
The next few moments passed in a blur as the pair rolled around the dusty floor of the room, both throwing punches and trying to overpower the other one, until the door to their room flew open and someone yelled, "What the hell do we have here?"
Both girls continued to yell and grunt as they attacked each other, until the orderlies finally separated them, two of them pinned Malia to the ground and a third one roughly jerked Avery up and slammed her against the wall, where she let out a hiss of pain and yelled, "She attacked me!"
"She deserved it!" She heard Malia yelling as she fought against the guys who had a hold on her.
"I just got here!" Avery shrieked.
"Malia, a few more of these and you're going to the closed unit." The guy who was still pushing Avery against the wall said.
Finally hearing his voice she rolled her eyes, knowing exactly who it was –the head orderly, Brunski.
As he finally let go of her, she turned around and he saw her. With a sinister smirk he taunted, "Well, well, well… what do we have here?"
Her jaw tensed in anger and she bit her tongue, knowing arguing with him would only make things worse.
He nodded at the other too, who pulled Malia to her feet where she stared at Avery with some blood trickling from her busted lip.
"One more noise, out of either of you tonight and…" Then his gaze fixed on Avery as she crossed her arms over her chest and took a few steps back, "And we'll visit our 5 point restraint system… since I know what a big fan you are of that, Avery."
She swallowed hard and closed her eyes as she remembered her last time in Eichen House when she'd been restrained on several different occasions for minor things like refusing the medication they'd tried to give her.
Letting out a menacing laugh he started for the door with the other 2 orderlies following right behind him like lost puppies.
Once the door was shut and locked, and their heavy footsteps disappeared down the hallway, Malia breathed, "God, I hate him…"
"Me too." Avery said as she eyed the other girl suspiciously, and saw her lip had already healed up.
Not taking her eyes off of her, Avery crossed in front of her and sat down on the other bed in the room and scooted back until her back was against the wall as Malia also headed back to her own bed, neither girl wanting to give Brunski a reason to come back in their room.
"You're stronger than you look." Malia said as she pulled her blanket up around herself and shivered.
"Why the hell did you attack me, what's wrong with you?" Avery harshly snapped at her.
Malia stared over towards the window as she gave a small shrug and admitted, "Because I didn't want this… I'd rather be out there, in the woods."
"As a freaking coyote?" the blonde asked with an amused and disbelieving expression, as she pulled her blanket up around herself too.
"Do you have any idea what it's like to have to look your father in the face every single day, knowing you're the reason that your mom and sister are dead?" She replied.
~()~
Dressed in a dark gray t-shirt and light gray pants, Avery was led towards the group therapy room.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Stiles sitting in the group led by Ms. Morrell.
He was staring down to his lap like he was afraid to look around.
She walked up and quietly sat down in the empty seat across from him.
Ms. Morrell continued to talk about the effects of guilt.
"Does anyone know what we'd call someone who doesn't experience guilt?"
"A sociopath." Avery answered.
Stiles stared up at her in shock, and she looked back at him with a concerned expression.
"S-sociopath!" Oliver, Stiles' roommate announced to the group, as if Avery hadn't said anything.
Stiles let out a small sigh of relief as he closed his eyes. It was just in his head, she wasn't really there which meant for the time being, she was away from him where he couldn't hurt her; she was safe.
"That's right, Oliver." Ms. Morrell said as her eyes stopped on red lines forming up Stiles' neck.
"I'm sorry everyone but we need to take a break. Stiles come with me." She urged as she slammed her binder shut and stood up.
Avery silently stood and followed them, wondering why Stiles hadn't acknowledged her presence.
"What's happening?" Avery asked.
After examining the marks, Ms. Morrell said, "It's a Lichtenberg figure. It appears in lightning strike victims. The fact that they're appearing on you after a shot of wolf lichen is both significant and strange."
"What does it mean?" Avery asked louder, stepping closer to them.
"When the marks fade, the Nogitsune's power over him will return." She explained.
Stiles sighed and then his eyes widened, "You can see her too?"
"Yes…"
"Oh my god, that means you're real. What are you doing here?" He asked as he rushed over to her.
"How are you?" she questioned, her light brown eyes searching his face.
He shook his head back and forth at her ignoring his question, "You're not only here, you're in these clothes… what's going on?"
"According to this, she has brief reactive psychosis brought on by severe depression which manifests itself with hallucinations and vivid nightmares…" Ms. Morrell read from her chart as she raised her eyebrows at the teenager, not reading the rest of it out loud.
"No. You can't be here, you need to be away from here… away from me. I'm dangerous, Avery." He warned as he faced her.
"I have to be here." She defended her actions, "You shouldn't have to deal with this alone."
Opening up a medicine cabinet Ms. Morrell pulled a pill bottle out and handed it to Stiles, cutting off their conversation.
"Sleeping pills?" He questioned as he gently shook the bottle.
"Amphetamines. Sleeping is exactly what you don't want to do, you're vulnerable when you're asleep." She answered.
Avery looked around the room biting down on the side of her tongue as Stiles asked, "So all I have to do is stay awake?"
"For now. If your friends haven't found a cure by the time those marks are gone, I'll come find you." She said.
"To tell me what to do?" Stiles questioned, as Avery stepped up beside him.
"No, to give you this injection; pancurronium bromide." Ms. Morrell responded, seeming unemotional.
"Like hell you will!" Avery exclaimed as she stepped forward in a protective manner over Stiles.
"What?" Stiles asked.
"Pancuronium Bromide is the second drug administered in lethal injections, it causes the lungs to stop functioning." She explained, as she glared at her.
"So when the nogitsune takes over, you're going to kill me?" Stiles asked, as what Avery said sunk in.
"I'm going to do what I've always done, maintain the balance." She responded.
After telling Stiles she'd meet up with him in a few minutes, she waited until he was out of the room before she spun and faced the school guidance counselor again.
"You're not going to kill him."
"I don't want to, but if the nogitsune takes over… I won't have a choice." She explained.
Avery crossed her arms over her chest and stepped forward, her eyes cold and steely as she shook her head back and forth, "He's a teenage boy."
"Let's talk about you for a bit." Miss Morrell said as she looked back down her folder and asked, "Is all of this true? The hallucinations, the drinking… promiscuity?"
"Not at all." Avery lied as she defensively crossed her arms over her chest.
"You sure about that? Because the person described in this file sounds like they've been taking some pretty big risks… and this, you getting locked in here is a risk, Avery." She said as she closed the folder and let out a small sigh at the blonde seeming unaffected by her words.
"I'm not in here because I need help, I'm in here to help Stiles…" Avery said taking a deep breath as she continued, "He didn't ask for this, okay? He didn't ask to be possessed or have any of this happen to him. He would lay his life down for any of us and that is the reason why we're going to save him, and not kill him."
"And if he can't be saved?" Morrell questioned, "Failure is not an option. Not this time." Avery hissed as she left the room.
~()~
Many minutes later, Teagan and Isaac were sitting together on the floor. Teagan was beside him, turned toward him, with her legs thrown over his lap, and her head resting on his shoulder, just wanting to be close to him.
"This has to be a nightmare. I'm in the middle of a nightmare and I don't know how to get out of it." Teagan softly said, breaking the silence. She grabbed the front of his shirt, gripping it, as she continued,"You're not bringing me back, you can't, and I'm-I'm stuck."
"Hey, look at me..." Isaac began to say, as he laid a hand on the side of her face. "You're not stuck. I'm going to get you out of here. Somehow I'm bringing you back, Teagan. You always come back to me." He said before leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers for a sweet kiss. "You're coming back." He whispered against her lips.
"Are you coming back?" Teagan questioned. As tears filled her eyes, she added,"I mean, how are you even here now?"
"I don't know." Isaac answered honestly.
Teagan stood up from the floor and began to pace in front of him, as she began to ramble,"I mean, how do I even know you're really here? That you're really you. This could all just be something my mom is putting in my head." She laid her hands on either side of her head, pulling at her hair, as she continued,"She's screwing with me. She has to be screwing with me again."
"She-She knows how badly I need you. How much I love you and she put you here to make me think everything is okay and that I'm safe, but then she's going to take you away from me and I-"
"Teagan, hey, look at me." Isaac called out, as he jumped up from the floor. He placed his hands on her shoulders, stopping her from pacing, then removed her hands, as he looked at her and said,"I don't know how this is possible, but I'm here. I'm really here with you, babe, and we're getting out of here, okay?"
"Okay." Teagan muttered, as she nodded her head. More tears fell down her face, as she throw herself into his arms, she held on to him tight, as she whispered,"Just don't leave me, okay?"
"I won't." Isaac said. He kissed the side of her head, as he added,"I'm not going anywhere."
The two continued to silently hold each other, as they tried to figure out how to get out of this nightmare they were in. It was obvious that her mother was running the show, but there had to be a way to pull them both back.
"The hospital." Teagan mumbled, her face pressed against his shirt. She pulled back to look at him, as she repeated,"Maybe we should go to the hospital. It's where we both were last."
"We find my room and find ourselves." Isaac added, understanding what she was suggesting.
"It could be a long shot, but maybe, maybe we can get back that way." Teagan said, as she grabbed his hand. A hopeful look on her face, as she added,"Come on, my car is in the parking lot."
~()~
After arriving at the hospital, the two jumped out and rushed into the building. They didn't slow down as they got into an elevator and rode up to the floor his hospital room was on.
Teagan grabbed his hand, holding on to him tight, afraid of losing him, as they rushed down a hallway looking for the room he was in.
"Is this the right way?" Isaac questioned, as they turned to walk down another hallway.
"Yeah, it's right around the corner." Teagan said, as she pulling him along behind her. When she saw the closed door to his room, she breathed out happily, as she said,"There it is."
She glanced back at Isaac for a moment as she pulled on his hand, and said,"Come on."
She dropped his hand for a second, to push the door open and stumbled inside. When she saw it wasn't his hospital room, but instead a smaller room with only a bed against the wall, her face fell.
Teagan quickly spun around and choked back a sob as she looked around the unfamiliar room. She ran over to the door, stepping on her tip toes to look out the small window.
"Isaac? Isaac!" She screamed, as she began to beat on the door. "Isaac, please, please come back! Don't leave me! Please!" She cried, as she slapped the door one last time before falling against it with a sob.
She wasn't sure how long it had been as she cried against the door, muttering out Isaac's name every so often; before she heard someone unlocking the door and began to open it.
She took a quick step back, then lowered her eyebrows in confusion when Deaton walked into the room. He mistook her confusion for not remembering him, causing him to look down at the file in his hand. He made a note, then looked back up at her.
"Hello Teagan, I'm Dr.-"
"Deaton. I know who you are." Teagan interrupted.
A look of surprise appeared on his face, as he said,"Oh, so, you do remember me then?"
"You're a veterinarian, your Scott's boss." Teagan said, still confused on why he was here now.
"Scott McCall? The alpha werewolf, right?" He questioned, as he looked at the file again, reading his previous notes.
"Yeah, you know Scott." Teagan pointed out, then asked,"So, why are you saying it like that? And why are you even here, what is here?"
"Follow me." Deaton said, as he turned to leave the room.
Teagan watched him walk out of the room, she still had no idea where she was, but she trusted Deaton. He had helped them more than once and probably knew more about the supernatural world then they did.
She followed him down a short hallway then walked into an office with him. She glanced around the room, as she asked,"Where are we?"
"My office." Deaton answered, as he walked over to his desk and sat down. He gestured to the chair in front of the desk, as he added,"Why don't you have a seat?"
When he saw her looking around more, he asked,"You don't remember this room?"
"Should I?" Teagan asked.
Deaton nodded his head, as he said,"We've talked quite a few times in this room."
"I have never talked to you in this room." Teagan said, then added,"I don't even know where this room is. Where am I?"
"You're back in Eichen House." Deaton said, as he wrote something down in his notes.
"Back? What do you mean back?" Teagan asked, as she sat up in the chair.
"What is the last thing you remember?" Deaton asked.
"Last thing I remember... I was- I was with Isaac. At the hospital. Waiting for him to heal and wake up." Teagan answered.
"Isaac Lahey, right?" Deaton questioned, as he flipped back a piece of paper, looking at his notes from the last time they talked. "The 'boyfriend'?"
"Why do you say it like that?" Teagan asked. "Like I'm crazy or something."
"You're not crazy." Deaton pointed out. "You just had a little set back, but that is why you are here again. We're going to help you again, Teagan."
"What are you talking about?" Teagan questioned, her voice rising.
"Calming breaths, Teagan. Remember, take a deep breath." Deaton instructed. "No one is trying to attack you. We're just trying to figure out what happened. What caused this episode."
"I'll like to find out what happened too." Teagan snapped back. "One minute, I am by my boyfriend's side and the next I'm in the middle of this nightmare."
"Is that what this feels like to you, like a nightmare?" Deaton asked, as he wrote something down.
"It is a nightmare and I'm stuck in it and I just want to get back." Teagan pointed out. "And what are you writing?" She questioned, her voice raising again.
"Just my notes. You know that. No one is attacking you, remember? You don't have to be paranoid. This is a safe space, okay?" Deaton pointed out, as he flashed her a friendly smile. "Just remember to take calming breathes."
"Stop telling me to be calm!" Teagan yelled. "I just want to go home."
"And I'm trying to get you back there, Teagan. But you have to work with me, okay?" Deaton said, calmly. "Tell me what happened?"
"Why don't you tell me? You seem to know more about this world than I do." Teagan said, as she leaned back against the chair, folding her arms across her chest.
"So you are back to believing this 'world' isn't real? That your other life, the one you made up, is the real one?" Deaton asked.
"I don't believe it, I know it." Teagan said. "This is just some nightmare she tossed me into. None of this is real."
"She who?" Deaton questioned.
"My mother." Teagan answered. "She's been haunting me for weeks and it's getting worst."
"Your mother is the one who brought you back to me for help. She noticed you were slipping, making comments about your other world and she was concern." Deaton said. "Is that why she is dead in your other world and haunting you now? Do you feel like she is somehow to blame?"
"No, she's dead cause the alpha pack killed her and she's haunting me cause while I was being a surrogate sacrifice to save my dad, she came in through a door somehow." Teagan answered honestly. She gave a bitter chuckle, as she said,"And I know what you're thinking. I am just confirming what you already think. That I'm crazy, but I'm not. That is the truth! But this.." She began to say, as she gestured around the room, then added,"All of this, is not real. None of it is."
"Answer me something, Teagan." Deaton began to say, as he laid his pen down. He folded his hands on the desk, as he continued,"What sounds real to you. A young girl with paranoid schizophrenia who just had a little episode, but can be helped, then can go home with her family and live a normal life." He paused, then added,"Or a girl in the middle of a world filled with werewolves, banshees and an Imperium. Having all these life and death situations, and being haunted by her dead mother. Which sounds real to you?"
"I know how it sounds, but that is my life." Teagan began to say. She wiped a tear from her cheek, as she continued,"It's hard and scary, and sometimes I might even wish it was simple, but even during the crazy, heartbreaking, tragic times I wouldn't trade it for anything. Cause I have something real over there."
"I have a father; who loves me, who even if he doesn't understand the choices I make, he supports me. I have a best friend; who would do anything for me, who will put her life in danger to help me, and I have a boyfriend; who is my whole world and who loves me with all his heart." More tears fell down her face, as she continued,"And I love him with all of my heart. I can't breathe without him, I can't live with out him and right now; he needs me. He is hurt and he needs my strength to save him. I just want to get back to all of that. I want to get to Isaac, and Avery, and my father. I want to get back to all my friends, cause that world is real, but even if it by some chance it wasn't, I would still rather be there than here. Cause a world without my boyfriend, without my father or friends, is not a world I want to live in anyways."
Deaton opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say a word, the phone on his desk began to ring. He answered it, spoke a few words then hung up.
He looked back at Teagan, as he said,"Your parents are here and want to see you. Normally I don't allow patients to speak to their parents this soon, but this is a special case and I'm hoping seeing them will help snap you back."
Without another word, he stood up from the desk, and made his way over to the door to open it. When her parents; her father and mother, walked in, she stood up from the chair.
"You." Teagan snapped, as she shot her mother a look. "You did this to me. You sent me here, you did this!"
"Teagan, sweetie, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to bring you here, but you're sick, sweet girl. You need help." Lisa said, as tears filled her eyes.
"I am not sick! You're just screwing with me. Send me back! Send me back now!" Teagan screamed, as she rushed over to her mother.
Before she could lay a hand on her mother, Paul and Deaton stepped in, Deaton held Teagan back while Paul stood in front of his wife to protect her.
"Sweet Tea, we are not the enemy, we just want to help you. We love you, Teagan." Paul spoke up.
"No! There is nothing wrong with me. It's her! It's her!" Teagan yelled, as she pushed Deaton aside and went after her mother again.
She was yelling at her mother so loud she barely heard Deaton calling out for help or seeing someone rush into the room. She gasp when she felt a needle sticking her in the arm. She felt her eyelids get heavy, she glanced over at her mother one more time, seeing a small smirk on her face before she blacked out.
~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~
A/N- ^_^ Miss E Charlotte and I would both like say thank you for reading the latest chapter, we hope you enjoyed it!