Chapter 37 - She Saved Us All

Several minutes later, Teagan and Isaac were standing side by side in front of the door that led to the Argent's apartment. Teagan had Allison's bow across her arms and tears in her eyes. Even though it was her idea to come here, now that she was, she felt like she couldn't move.

Just imagining walking into the apartment and not seeing Allison's smiling face waiting on her was like a punch in the stomach. Just knowing she would never walk into this place again to hang out with her friend; trade secrets, tell stories or laugh ever again, made her want to fall down in a sobbing mess but she knew she had to be strong –be the way Allison would want her to be.

Isaac glanced over at his girlfriend for a moment, hearing her sniff and reach up to wipe the tears from her face. He laid a hand on the small of her back, giving it a rub, as he asked her if she was ready.

She bit her lip and nodded her head, afraid to open her mouth and speak at the moment.

Isaac reached up to lightly knock on the front door, then the two waited for a moment, before the door was pulled open to reveal a heartbroken Chris Argent. His eyes were red from his break down earlier once he was home alone.

He held it together through everything; walking up to his daughter's body, watching them load her up and drive away, coaching the others on what to say and talking to the police. Even when he first walked into the quiet and empty apartment, he was able to keep his tears away but when he walked past her bedroom he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Next thing he knew, he found himself sitting on the floor in front of her bed, sobbing for his beautiful, strong and brave daughter. The one who was taken from him way too soon.

"What are you two doing here?" Chris questioned. He wasn't being rude, just curious on why the two teenagers were there.

"I just wanted to… I thought you would want this." Teagan softly said, as she held out the bow. "And we thought we would check on you." She added.

Chris reached out, taking the bow from her hands, his eyes looking over it, taking it all in. A small smile appeared on his face as a flood of memories crossed his mind like a picture book.

The time Allison first picked up a bow, the grin on her face when she hit the target for the first time and any other time she fired an arrow; getting better and better every time. She was a natural at it, one of the best he had seen in years.

Chris looked back over at the teens, then nodded his head gesturing for them to come inside as he laid the bow down on the table by the door.

Once they were inside, he shut the door, keeping his back toward them as he said,"I appreciate the concern, but you don't have to check on me. I'll be all right." He took a deep breath, trying to be strong, as he continued, "I've dealt with this before. I have a capacity and... an ability to compartmentalize my emotions."

"We don't." Teagan tearfully said, referring to not only her and Isaac but all of her friends in general. None of them were prepared for anything like this.

Hearing the pain in her voice, Chris turned around, seeing tears running down the young girl's face and seeing Isaac standing beside her; trying to be brave and keep it together but had tears in his own eyes. He and Allison might not have always got along, but he still considered her a friend and losing her was devastating.

Chris blew out a shaky breath, feeling himself tear up again. Without a word, he walked over to the teens, pulling them both in his arms, realizing he needed the comfort just as much as they did.

~()~

Once the sheriff was gone Deputy Parrish walked over to the cell and Avery rushed to the bars as she pleaded, "Let me out, please!"

The look on her face hurt him, she was terrified and looked to be on the verge of a panic attack but there was nothing he could do to help her.

"I'm sorry… I wish I could, I really wish I could." He said quietly looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching them.

Tears stung her eyes as her face twisted in confusion as she continued to plead with him, "You don't understand… I can't be here, this is literally the worst possible time for this! My friends they need me…"

He looked at her with a pained expression and tried to assure her, "Sheriff Stilinski is doing what he can to get you out of here."

"No, no, no. Parrish, you don't understand… I have to get out of here, it's a matter of life or death.

Stepping closer almost right up against the bars he asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I don't have time to explain… if you won't let me out, I need to call Teagan." She urged, her eyes wide with a level of fear he couldn't begin to comprehend the reasoning of.

"Avery… no one is supposed to do anything until Agent McCall is gets back later today." He gave her a sincere apologetic look, but when she opened her mouth to beg him so more he turned to leave.

~()~

After sitting around talking with Chris some, Teagan left the room to use the bathroom. As she washed her hands, she glanced up, looking in the mirror and barely recognizing herself. Her face was pale and her eyes were red and swollen from all the crying she done. She didn't think she had stopped crying since losing Allison.

She splashed some cold water on her face, hoping that would help and then exited the room, making her way back down the hallway, then paused when she came to Allison's bedroom. Like Chris earlier, just seeing the room brought on a fresh round of tears.

She walked over to the bed, seeing a few shirts tossed on it from when Allison got dressed that morning. It was hard to believe it was still the same day. It felt like she had been grieving for her friend for weeks now, when really, it was just a few hours.

Teagan reached out her hand shaking, as she picked up one of the shirts. A small smile on her face when she remembered the day Allison bought the shirt. It seemed like so long ago and in a way it was, it was like a different life time ago. Back when Allison first moved to town back before anyone of them knew what was really running around in their town, back before any of them were pulled into this world.

It was one of the few times the four girls; Allison, Lydia, Avery and herself, went shopping, back before everything began to spiral out of control.

Teagan laid the shirt down and walked over toward Allison's desk, lightly touching her things, then glanced up, seeing a small cork board with several different pictures on it. A couple of when Allison dated Scott, a few of Allison's mother, as well as several of Allison with all her different friends. Some were just her and one friend, or some were her and the other three girls, but in all of them; she was smiling, she was happy, she was full of life. She was the way Teagan wanted to remember her as, the happy girl who loved too much and was take too soon. The one who died saving her friends, the girl who saved the day.

Teagan was so busy looking at the pictures that she didn't hear anyone enter the room, until they spoke up, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Hey, there you are." Isaac stated, as he walked into the room. He glanced around for a moment, he wasn't in Allison's room much before but it still felt stranger being in it without her.

He kept waiting for her to walk in, saying something that would make Teagan laugh, then make some comment to him, forcing him to playfully roll his eyes before saying something snarky back. Things were rocky between them at one point but through their connection with Teagan, things were getting better. They were becoming friends, they were helping each out. The last great thing she ever did for him was saving his life, something he would never be able to pay her back for.

"I wondered where you got off to." He softly said, as he walked up behind her. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her back toward him as he kissed the top of her head.

"I was just- honestly I don't know why I came in here." Teagan admitted, as she laid a hand on the arm that was around her. "Maybe I just wanted to feel close to her."

Isaac nodded his head, unsure what to say back so instead he just held her. All he could offer her was his comfort and strength. But he knew nothing could take away the hurt she was feeling at the moment. He knew nothing would ever be the same again.

Teagan glanced down, seeing a set of daggers laid across the desk. She picked one up, laying it flat in her hand, as she lightly ran a finger across the sharp blade, being careful not to cut herself.

A small smile appeared on her face as she remembered the first time Allison trained her and Avery on the proper way to use them. It wasn't an easy lesson, but she finally learned.

"I remember when Allison was training us on these. Avery picked it up right away." She spoke up, getting Isaac's attention. He tilted his head to look at her better, as she continued, "But for some reason, I just couldn't get the hang of them. Allison showed me… I know a hundred of times, of how to twirl it around my finger then catch it just right so I don't cut myself but every single time I tried I would cut myself. It hurt like hell too, like little paper cuts and I was so close to giving up, but then she placed her hands on my shoulders and she said..." She paused for a second, flashing back to that conversation in her mind. She could almost hear Allison's voice, as she continued, "She said, 'Teagan I know you can do this. I've seen you overcome so much and this won't be any different. You just have to keep trying. As long as you try, you'll never fail and I'll be right beside you every step of the way'. She never gave up on me. No matter how many times I failed, she never gave up."

Teagan slipped her finger in the hole at the bottom of the handle, twirling it around then caught the handle in her hand. Doing it exactly how Allison showed her that day, only this time she didn't cut herself. After that day she never cut herself on the dagger again. She was finally able to do it right.

"And you got the hang of it." Isaac pointed out. "You never stopped trying. She knew you could do it and she was right. She never gave up on you, and you never gave up on yourself. I'm sure she was proud of you."

"He's right." They heard Chris say from behind them as he slowly made his way into the bedroom, Allison's bow back in his hands.

As the two teenagers turned to look at him, he continued, "She was proud of you and Avery. She said you two were picking things up so fast, you would master anything she threw at you. She had no doubt that you two would make great hunters and I think she's right."

He looked back down at the bow, as he said, "I appreciate you bringing this to me, but I don't know if I'm the right one who should have this. The bow was her weapon, she took to it so quickly. She mastered it so fast and I was... I was proud of her." He paused for a moment, swallowing the lump in his throat, before he looked up at Teagan, and said, "It should be used by someone who loves it as much as she did. Someone she would be proud of."

Chris held it out to Teagan, waiting for her to take it. She sat the dagger back on the desk, and then reached out to take the bow. She looked down at it, seeing a few chipped marked on it, from when the Oni's swords connected with it when she used it to block one of them from trying to hit her.

She ran her finger over the mark, as she whispered, "She saved me." She raised her head to look at Chris, tears in her eyes as she said, "Your daughter saved me. With this bow, she saved me from being sliced with a sword."

"She saved me too." Isaac spoke up, as he pulled Teagan closer to him. "She saved us all. She died a hero."

Chris softly smiled at their words, as he nodded his head. He wasn't at all surprised that she gave her life for them. That was just the type of person his daughter was. Fearless, loyal and selfless.

"She kept trying to say something." Isaac quietly said, breaking the silence.

"What's that?" Chris asked.

"She was trying to say something to Scott. 'You have to tell him', she said." He paused for a moment, remembering what else she said before she died. "'You have to tell my father...' She didn't get a chance to finish it, but I'm sure it was just that she loved you."

"It's okay." Chris said, as he nodded his head as if to thank him for telling him. "It's okay. She made a point of telling me earlier."

"Earlier?" Teagan questioned.

"There's a tradition we have." Chris began to say.

"The silver bullet." Teagan interrupted. She remembered Allison telling her and Avery once, that after someone finished learning all the skills to be a hunter they made a silver bullet as a testament to the code.

"She was making a silver arrowhead." Chris stated.

"Her weapon." Teagan quietly said, with a small smile on her face as she thought about her friend. She shouldn't have been surprised that she would make an arrowhead instead of a bullet. Allison always did things her way, that's what made her special.

She looked back down at the bow in her hands, flashing back to the fight with the Oni, remembering the close calls all of them had. She remembered how hard it was going against them, how her sword would go straight through them. The only time something harmed them was when Allison shot one with an arrow to save Isaac, if it wasn't for that he would be gone, they all would be cause she honestly didn't see any of them lasting much longer in the impossible fight.

As a thought crossed her mind, she lowered her eyebrows in through and ran a finger along the string of the bow. She thought again about how the arrow went into one of the Oni and actually stayed there. How was that even possible?

With a small gasp, she looked up at Chris, as she said, "Wait a minute, where is it? The arrowhead, I mean?"

"Downstairs." Chris asked, wondering why it mattered.

"What is it?" Isaac asked, seeing the look on her face, knowing she was thinking something.

"I need to see it." Teagan stated, as she pulled away from Isaac and began to walk toward the bedroom door.

"Why?" Chris questioned, feeling just as confused as Isaac.

"Because I have a feeling, it's not there." Teagan answered before she rushed out of the door the other two following along behind her.

After arriving downstairs, the three walked over toward a table, where the Argent's kept their weapons and other stuff. Chris switched on a light and then pulled back the black cloth that was sitting on the table; revealing four silver arrowheads.

"Why would she make four of these?" Chris questioned.

"She didn't. She made five." Teagan said. "She made the first one, then she figured it out. She used the first silver arrowhead to kill one of the Oni."

"We saw her do it." Isaac added, as he nodded his head.

"How?" Chris asked.

"The same way that you almost did." Isaac said, understanding what his girlfriend was thinking now.

He looked over at Chris, as he asked, "Do you remember when you told us about one of your first gun deals, the Yakuza?"

"That meeting wasn't one of my first deals. It was my first deal." Chris pointed out.

"The bullet that you used to shoot the Oni. Was that a silver bullet?" Isaac asked.

"Yeah." Chris answered, as he thought back to that deal. How he fired a shot at one but all it did was break the mask, it didn't kill him. Which is what he told them.

"Probably went straight through." Teagan said. "I noticed it when we were fighting them. My sword went right through, like they were nothing. Nothing but dark cloth and smoke but what if silver is like a poison to them? It just needs to stay in the body?"

Isaac nodded his head, as he added, "What if that's what she was trying to tell Scott?" He looked over at Chris, as he continued, "What if that's what she was trying to tell you, that she'd figured it out?"

Chris looked down at the arrowheads on the table, as he said, "These four would still been setting when she went off to meet Scott."

"Allison did it. She did it. She figured it all out." Teagan breathed out, as tears filled her eyes with pride for her fallen friend. Allison had saved the day again, it was just unfortunately that she wasn't there to celebrate the victory. That she would never be able to celebrate with her friends again.

Isaac wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing her toward him as he kissed the top of her head, before saying, "We can stop them."

Chris picked up one of the arrowheads, as he stated, "No. We can kill them."

~()~

It was hard enough seeing Avery locked in the cell, let alone when she kept asking him for help, that was all Parrish wanted to do make things better for her. But he couldn't.

Seeing he was going to leave her she gasped, "No, you can't leave me here…"

"I don't have a choice. I want to help you, but I honestly can't."

As he turned to leave again she quickly reached through the bars and grabbed hand, as she said, "Jordan, I need you to listen to me… I have to make a phone call. Just one phone call, please help me."

He looked down to their connected hands and swallowed hard at the feeling of her flesh on his, before his eyes slowly moved up to her face as she pleaded, "Please."

He looked at their joined hands again before he pulled away from her grip, her heart sank and she felt like all hope was lost as he explained, "I can't let you use any of the station phones."

He checked their surroundings again and slid his personal cellphone through the bars and breathed, "Hurry."

Taking the phone she quickly spun around and dialed her best friend's number as quickly as she could, while Deputy Parrish kept a look out for any other officers.

"Hello?" Teagan asked just before the call went to voicemail, normally she didn't answer calls from numbers she didn't know but she just had a feeling she should take this one.

"T, oh my god." Avery breathed in relief.

"A? Who's phone is this?" She questioned, pulling it away from her ear and looking at the screen again.

"Parrish." Avery whispered, glancing over her shoulder as he looked back at her.

"I don't understand…" Teagan admitted.

"Scott's dad is holding me here at the station, he thinks I'm involved with what happened to –Allison." She paused to take a deep breath before she brought up their late friend's name.

"Oh my god, what?" She gasped, "I'll call my dad…"

"No, don't bother, he doesn't need involved plus Stiles' dad is trying to get me out of here, hopefully it won't be long. But T, even if you don't hear from me for a while, you have to stick to the plan."

"This would all be so much easier if you were here." She sighed into the phone, the last time she wanted to do was let her best friend out of her sight, not after all they'd already lost.

"Avery!" Parrish whisper yelled over his shoulder, reminding her to hurry up.

"I have to go before he gets into trouble. Just don't worry about me, work on saving Stiles… that's the most important thing right now." She urged, wishing with all of her heart that she could be there with them.

"Be careful." Teagan pleaded, her voice barely over a hoarse whisper.

"Me? I'm fine, probably at the safest place in town, Teagan… you be careful, I'll see you soon." She said as she ended the call and turned back around.

As he reached through the bars she placed the phone in his hand and said, "Thank you."

Looking down as his skin brushed against hers she gave him a small smile, which he returned before taking his phone and sliding it back in his pocket.

"What plan we're you talking about?" He questioned, his green eyes meeting hers.

"I asked to borrow a phone not to spied on." She argued, but he could tell by the tone of her voice that she wasn't mad.

Before she could answer him, the Sheriff called out, "Deputy?"

Spinning around and caught off guard he asked, "Yes, sir?"

"I still need your report on the Jones' burglary." He said, looking between them.

"I'll have it on your desk within the hour." He assured him as he turned and walked towards his desk, and sat down glancing back over at Avery before getting started on his paper work from the prior day's cases.

"Do you want something to drink, Avery? Or are you hungry?" Sheriff Stilinski asked the teenager, who shook her head back and forth and reminded him, "I just want out of here."

"I know, I'm working on it." He promised her.

It was close to an hour later that she was sitting on the floor leaned against the wall feeling like she'd been in there for days, when the silence was shattered and turned into complete chaos.

Parrish looked over at her before he headed towards the sounds of fighting and then Avery could hear gunshots.

Jumping to her feet she rushed for the bars and yelled, "Someone let me out of here!"

She watched in fear as officers started to rush all over the police station. 'What's happening?" She shouted, as an officer she didn't recognize raced towards the cell with keys in his hand.

"You need to run." He said as he struggled to find the right key.

But before she could ask another question, she screamed and jumped back when a sword tip emerged from his stomach as blood started to soak his uniform and puddle at his feet. He looked up at her with a pained but shocked expression, like he couldn't process what was happening himself.

Avery took a few stumbling steps backwards, in her mind she was watching Allison be killed all over again, the memory became more vivid when the officer's body crumpled to the floor and she saw an oni standing behind him.

She was lost in it's darkness for a moment as it stared back at her with it's glowing yellow green eyes, before it spun around and brought it sword down slicing deep into another officer who was trying to flee to safety.

~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~

A/N- Just four more chapters left! ^_^ We've made some videos to go along with the next story which will be titled, 'A New Blue Moon' we'll post the first video when we get chapter 39 up. Thank you all so much for reading, hope you had a great Halloween.