Chapter 17

A week in hospital passed by fast, despite the fact Thomas was bored beyond crazy, so to say. Really, he couldn't complain, as Scott's pack visited him at hospital in turns to check up on him and also, the ones, who were in the same class with Thomas, brought him homework he had missed at school. He winced while looking at the pile but it had to be done. On second pile were the school books his mother had brought him from home. Mom…

Lydia without saying another word to anyone, slipped out of the hospital room but before she closed doors behind her, Thomas noticed phone in her hand which meant only one thing – she was about to call Scott and notify about the event. Thomas glanced back at his mother and then Chris.

- 'What happened?' his mom asked. Thomas kept looking at Chris and since his mother wasn't paying any attention to Chris, he slightly nodded. Thomas took a deep breath and began his story of how the fake Stiles had lured him in school and when Thomas had realized it was not Stiles, it was too late as Nogitsune had cornered him on the roof.

- '…Scott saved me. If he wasn't there, I would be gone by now.' Thomas finished. Cassandra had crossed her arms on her chest and her jaw had tightened. Thomas knew she suspected. Or-

- 'She knows, Thomas. She knows Scott had to bite you.' Chris said to Thomas and Cassandra's eyes for the first time darted to Chris, as if she had no idea he was in the room. She was so focused on Thomas right now and thanks to that, had forgotten about Chris. Her eyes darted back to Thomas.

- 'Show me.' She didn't ask. She demanded and Thomas at once knew this was not his mother speaking. It was Cassandra Silveret, the hunter of supernatural. Chris looked at Cassandra also, frowning. Thomas gave a sigh and stretched out his left hand, rolling up the sleeve to where Scott had bitten him. Cassandra's eyes widened as all that was left was a scar – the bite had healed already.

- 'So it healed.' Chris said, understanding the transformation was kicking in. Healing was a good sign of Thomas becoming werewolf but the full moon will be the concluding factor.

- 'Have you changed already in… in…?' For some reason Cassandra wasn't able to speak the word aloud. Thomas sighed – this was déjà vu all over again, except he was looking at a person who hated supernatural and did everything to eradicate them from face of the earth. There was no news from his father so he assumed his mother hadn't told his father, yet. He didn't care, though as he hated his father nevertheless. This all could've still been avoided if Thomas had stayed where he lived before. True, he wouldn't have learned the truth about Allison's death and reality about Scott McCall but that was small sacrifice, considering his life had turned upside down at the moment. He gave another audible sigh, clearly irritated.

- 'No, I have not. It will happen on the night of full moon.' Thomas replied, same cool tone his mother was using with him. That brought Cassandra to attention as she flinched, clearly recovering from some deep thoughts.

- 'Oh… I…' She began, realizing she had been cold towards her son.

- 'Save it. Just go.' Thomas said and lay down, turning his back towards her and Chris. Cassandra took step towards Thomas and lowered her hand, wanting to touch him but changed her mind in midst of the action and withdrew her hand.

- 'It's best if we go for now.' Chris said and moments later, Thomas heard his hospital room doors close once again. His eyes stung.

His mother had come by one other time and that was when she brought the books. Thomas shook his head to shake the memory and not a moment too soon – the doors opened and Scott came in.

- 'It's time.' Scott said. Thomas glanced out the window as sun clearly was going down. He nodded and got out of the bed, packing all his stuff in backpack and changing in his clothes.

- 'Let's go.' Thomas said as he left the room. Scott looked as Thomas left. The moment of truth was here.

The drive in Stile's car to the old bunker was silent. Scott had gone ahead on his bike to prepare the chains. As much Thomas hated the idea of being chained, he knew it was necessity as it was his first transformation and he was supposed to be out of control. He was scared to think of the fact if he actually doesn't get his powers in check, whatever he transforms into. It wasn't easy like that; the more he tried not to think about it, the more he actually thought of it. And there was also the matter of Scott's encounter with Jonathan. Scott had told him about it and Thomas went crazy not over the fact they both were at each other's throats, ready to let other have it, but the fact Jonathan hadn't come by at hospital or even called him. Does he hate me now? I don't understand… But Scott also told that old bunker was Jonathan's idea to where endure the transformation. There was at least that but it didn't change the fact Jonathan was evading him. Thomas grimaced.

- 'Hey, you okay?' Stile asked, worried. Thomas nodded but he glanced at skies – sun had almost set. Thomas felt his head hurt but he knew it was due the fact he was transforming. He had never had headaches in his entire life.

- 'I'm fine, just hurts a bit.' Thomas replied silently. Stiles looked at Thomas and without saying other word, he sped up.

Chains clanked shut as Scott secured them around Thomas's wrists. Thomas' pain had grown in short span of time but he tried to ignore it as he glanced around the small bunker room with thick metal doors, gone rusty over time and without being tended to. There was a lamp over their heads and Thomas was surprised electricity worked in this place but as he lowered his gaze, he noticed the claw marks on walls and doors. His eyes widened. Was this where… was this where Jonathan was enduring his transformation? For some reason he wanted to get out of the chains and trace his fingers along the claw marks, he wanted to feel the depth and sharpness with which the metal and concrete had been scratched. Was it insanity that takes over during transformation? Thomas swallowed, hard.

- 'I will be outside.' Scott said and looked at Stiles, nodding. Thomas didn't know what that was about but soon he understood – Stiles left. He looked at Scott and Scott looked back, understanding. 'Stiles was there when I transformed.' Scott said.

- 'Oh.' Thomas gasped out and clearly knew it was something Stiles didn't want to watch again. It was fine with him; it only meant the fact there were less chances of hurting someone in case if he broke out of chains. Thomas tugged and felt the hand bounce back as the chains were secured tightly in concrete wall. Scott stood up from sitting Thomas and gave a small smile even if he himself was worried. He turned away and left the room, securing the doors behind him. Moments later, he heard first groans from Thomas. Scott pressed his back against the wall and slowly slid down, hearing first scream escape Thomas' lips as pain overtook him finally.

Scott sat there, silent tears rolling his eyes as he heard Thomas screaming and chains being tugged on, hard. How many times he would have to endure hearing the screams? Even though he knew nothing other than bite could be done to save Thomas, he still wished Thomas didn't have to go through this. He wished he didn't need to put him through this.

- 'McCall.' Sudden voice made Scott jump slightly as he hadn't noticed someone was here. He looked up, quickly wiping away his tears. It was Jonathan.

- 'Jonathan, what are you doing here?' Scott asked, surprised and winced as Thomas screamed again. Jonathan was looking at the metallic doors, clearly staggered. His palms were balled up in fists.

- 'Helping Thomas.' He silently said and went for the doors.

- 'Jonathan, go away!' Thomas growled in his wolf voice and screamed again, this time more depth and growl in voice. If it was even more possible Jonathan's fists balled up even more. Without thinking more than he had already done so, he went to metallic doors and spun them open and quickly shut them behind him. Scott didn't try to stop him. Something told him to stay out there.

Jonathan looked at Thomas who was trashing and tugging violently at the chains and gasped. Thomas was all covered in sweat as his werewolf form was taking its time to slowly show. The more he changed, the more violent Thomas grew.

- 'Thomas… I am so sorry…' Jonathan said silently falling to his knees. Thomas trashed even more ready to rip whatever was in his way, starting with the chains that still kept him secured to the wall.

- 'Go away Jonathan! LEAVE before I- aaaargghhh!' Thomas half growled, half howled his wolfish instincts taking over. Thomas tugged fast and hard and felt the secured chain move. Jonathan's head snapped up and quickly he changed in his wolf form and pushed the chain back deeper in the wall. Thomas growled, snapping his werewolf teeth at Jonathan but he quickly evaded his teeth and jumped back, half crouching. He saw Thomas still fighting and trying to break free. He jumped back towards Thomas and pushed his hands against Thomas' shoulders so he was against the wall.

- 'Look at me, Thomas. Focus!' Jonathan growled. Thomas tried to snap his teeth at Jonathan but he was clever enough to keep away from Thomas' teeth. 'Please focus! Control it! Fight it! Don't let it win! Take control!' Jonathan kept growling but it seemed Thomas was beyond control. He was wild and didn't like the fact he was being held against the wall.

- 'Leave… me… BEEEEEEE!' Thomas growled even more now.

- 'Thomas, please, listen to my voice, listen to me. Focus on my voice. Find your anchor!' Jonathan pleaded but it seemed to no avail. Thomas was all instincts now. 'MCCALL, HELP ME!' Jonathan half growled, half shouted. Moments later, Scott came in, in his werewolf form and got on his knees beside Jonathan. He built a growl in his throat, an alpha growl.

- 'THOMAS SILVERET, LISTEN TO ME, LISTEN TO ALPHA, RETURN TO YOUR SENSES!' Scott growled and Thomas' eyes began glowing. Both Jonathan and Scott gasped as they glowed purple and Thomas's eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out. He was drenched in sweat and clearly enough moments later Thomas began changing in his human face. Jonathan quickly broke off the chains from Thomas' wrists and laid Thomas' head in his lap as he slowly himself changed back to human. He held Thomas tightly in his arms, securing him..