He been watching them from afar since he'd gotten there, but that night had been the first time he'd seen her in years.
"I'd run." Stiles said. He watched Belasko staggered off, running into the night, injured arm in hand. His eyes flickered to the group that had arrived. Stiles, the other werecoyote, Malia, the beta, Liam and Sara…
"You don't remember me, do you?" he said calmly, as he approached them. It had to be her, like the rest of them, she looked a little different then he remembered. Her hair still the same rich brown and shaggy, that just kissed her shoulders. Raindrops dotted her hair and clothes, the strong scent of petrichor mingling with her own. Sara McCall had come a long way from her youth.
"I guess I look a little different since the fourth grade."
Scott stared at him. "Theo?" He nodded, smiling wider. Sara's eyes flickered towards him. A flicker of recognition passing over her eyes. She did remember him…Good.
He didn't have to wait long before he saw them again. He'd come with a plan. Getting close to Scott wouldn't be so easy with a pack as protective as them. Especially Stiles, who seemed suspicious of him since he laid eyes on him, but he had a work around for that.
Sara, was as much of baby sister to Stiles as she was to Scott. He'd sensed the other werecoyote was rather territorial around Sara too, from the way she hovered around her when Belasko showed up. Getting close to Sara McCall, seemed to be his one way ticket.
He felt her eyes on him, when he'd gotten out of the car. Unconsciously slowing his movements, as he gathered this things. He'd caught sight of her, Stiles and Malia, quickly. They were talking amongest themselves, but it was too crowded and loud for him to correctly hear what they were saying.
Sara was still shorter than Stiles, and even Malia. She almost looked tiny next to them. Strangely enough, she caught his attention first, like some sort of beacon. Something that you couldn't exactly pull your eyes away from without force. Strange.
"I don't see what the big deal is," Sara's voice drifting to his ears, meeting his gaze. He held his hand up, giving her a wave and a smile. Sara smiled softly, waving back. She had a nice smile. It was the sort of smile that went all they way up to her eyes, that seemed to make them smile too, when she looked at you.
Stiles suddenly whacked her on the arm, glaring at her. "Ow! What the hell?" Sara cried, rubbing her arm. She still made the same face of annoyance as she did when she was younger, when she used to curse out bad players during a soccer match. Cute.
He didn't expect for Sara to find Tracy first. He'd made it just seconds before the girls had appeared, watching Sara hazily move around the bodies, before crying into Lydia's arms. He needed to know everything he could about her-Sara McCall clearly had a larger connection to the supernatural.
He'd been lucky, that he'd overheard Mrs Finch. Insisting on being her tutor hadn't been too difficult, but he needed to get closer. He needed her to trust him.
Sara McCall sulked a lot.
Sara pouted, sinking back into her chair. He laughed at her, unable to keep a straight face when she sulked. She pouted the same way she did when they were kids. Her whole face looked annoyed, her lower lip protruded slightly, her eyebrows furrowed that made a slight crinkle on her glabella.
"Come on, it's just Biology. Would you rather me be tutoring you in Math?" he said. The sulky expression instantly dropped, a cheeky smile curving onto her lips. "I should be tutoring you in Math. Considering that's wrong." Sara replied. He instantly turned his attention to the Math's sum he had been doing. "Wh-"
She leaning forward slightly, moving her pencil across the equations he'd been halfheartedly paying attention too."There's meant to be a seven there, and a one there and…two more zeros." Sara said, pointing with her pencil in each place. "Oh! And that one's 563." she said pointing to the undone sum below it, leaning back in her chair.
"Wow," Theo said, gazing up at her, watching Sara aimlessly spin her pencil in her fingers. "Maybe you should be tutoring me in Math."
Sara smirked, turning her attention back to her notes. He watched her spin the pencil, watching it loop between her fingers. Sara McCall…seemed to be more than what met the eyes, in more ways than he'd thought.
Sara McCall could be naive. There was a air of innocence, or maybe cluelessness that hung over her to situations she didn't have experience towards. He could use that.
"Oh, not there." he said, grabbing her arm, sliding his hand along her waist, guiding her to one next to him. "Probably won't, but it might fall on you."
He'd been given a golden opportunity, when Malia had stormed off, leaving Sara behind. She practically radiated embarrassment, seeming desperate for an escape.
"Ah," Sara said, looking up, sliding her bag off her shoulder. "Death by weights seems kinda unappealing." she said, letting out a breath.
It was funny, how she seemed to look at everything and anything, but at him. He couldn't tell if it was out of her own self-consciousness or him. Then again, if she got attached to him...He could use that.
Sara's skin felt cold, when his shoulder brushed against hers as he wrote. It was strange for her to be cold, during such warm weather.
"Probably not the best way to go."
"Better than being burned alive though." Sara mused. "If I had to choose. I think it would be longer. Messy. But getting rid of the evidence shouldn't be too bad, since there wouldn't be much of a body and identification would be difficult too-"she said, so deep in thought about the topic, the previous awkwardness dissipated.
She paused, seeming to take his interest the wrong way. "Nevermind. So what's new with you?" she said quickly, as if trying to salvage the conversation.
"Nothing much. How was the test?" he asked, a smile still playing on his lips. It was entertaining to observe her, to study her like the Doctor's would their experiments. Watching and noting every minor movement, every change.
"Not to bad." Sara said, holding out the paper. She seemed more at ease now, talking about something as trivial as that. He took it, chucking to himself, patting her on the back, handing the paper back to her.
Sara McCall was clever. She'd caught on so fast and improved even faster. It actually surprised him that she'd need a tutor at all, considering she had good grades according to her teachers.
"Good job, keep going, you might not need me anymore," he said holding the pen out. "Well I had a good teacher," Sara said, taking her pen from him. "And you of course," she added, a twinkling mischievous glint in her eye. He smiled.
She smiled back softly, the same twinkle in her eyes, like someone sprinkled stardust over her head. He supposed that is what Sara was. A presence that someone missed when they weren't around, someone who made others feel happy when they were around. Maybe that was why people seemed to gravitate towards her whether consciously or not. Sara was a lighthouse. A firefly.
"What?" Theo asked, unable to resist the spark of joy that he caught her staring at him.
"Nothing," Sara said quickly. "So, did you get any of them yet? Resurfaced memories, I mean." Sara asked, quickly changing the subject. He got up moving back to machine he'd been at with Malia. "Nope, nothing yet. You?"
Was she staring again?
Sara shook her head. "Nothing. I don't get it. I mean, Malia got her resurfaced memories a few hours after she finished the book, but it's been nearly been a day since I read it and, nothing." Sara said, crossing her legs, cupping her face with both hands. "And I'm the one who lost hours at a time, even before they showed up."
No. In fact, even when she looked up at him, she seemed disinterested in what he was doing.
"Maybe your focusing on it too much. Don't put too much pressure on it." he said, feeling a odd spike of agitation, that made the machine creak loudly.
"Little hard not too." Sara said. "Speaking off, I think I may know who the next chimera is."
They heard her scream just minutes after he killed Josh. It was the kind of scream, you'd hear in a horror movie, overcome with desperation, fear-
"SARA!" Stiles yelled, when the lift doors opened. The Geneticist has lifted her clean off the floor, against the wall stuck in a chokehold. Before he could even think, she was flying though the air. He barely had time to steady her or himself when she slammed into him. "Hey, hey, Sara you ok?"
He didn't expect them to hurt her badly. Sara was still human, despite her witch abilities. She wouldn't heal like them. Any longer she might have died right there in front of him. He pulled her behind him.
To his surprise; she shot up, like a newborn deer. "Yeah, I'm great. I just love being thrown across a giant room into a rock solid werewolf. Love it. Thanks." Sara wheezed. "Let's go, round two." standing shakily in front of them.
Despite not needed too or being able to, she wanted to protect them, even when she couldn't protect herself.
Sara McCall was intriguing.
She hadn't spotted Josh. "Oh, I got a fright, I though he was alive for a sec." she gasped, leaning against the wall, shutting her eyes, running a hand though her hair. She was…calm? He quietly sniffed the air again. Yes, he was right. She was calm.
"The Doctor's got to him?" she said, her mind already seeming to be analyzing something. Stiles licked his lips, nodding. "Yeah, yeah, we were too late."
Sara nodded. "You guys alright?" she asked, glancing between them, before back at Josh. Her eyes drifted towards him, and in an instant he knew, she knew. She knew what happened. She knew he killed Josh. For a split second, panic sat in his stomach. If Sara said anything-
Stiles stood up. "Yeah, fine." Stiles said, his eyes flying between the body and herself. Did Stiles realize too?"
"You knew him?" Theo asked. Sara bending down, closing Josh's eyes. "Classmates, first year with him. That's about it really." she said shortly.
"Sorry," he said gently. Sara shook her head. "Better him than us."
She wasn't afraid to make a decision when it came to kill or be killed. However, she was jaded nor unfeeling. If anything, her kind heart seemed to get her into more trouble than anything else. It's what made her choose to ignore when her instincts seemed to catch him.
Still, it was clear that Sara more often than not knew more than she let in on. Unlike him, she was silent due to her trust in her friends. She trusted they would come to her, or tell her when they were ready. It was a rare type of loyalty.
Despite her reservations, she didn't treat him any differently.
"What the hell did this?" she mumbled to herself, running her finger gently over the bruised skin.
She was just inches away from him, her eyes sharp and focused, clearly unaware of how close she was. His body seemed to move on its own accord, his arm curving around her, slowly pulling her closer to his chest. Even with her distracted by her own thoughts, her eyes held warmth. Her lips pursed deep in concentration, so much so-she was just close enough-close enough to
"What are you thinking about?" he whispered into her ear, quietly letting out a breath. That was…close. She glanced up at him, her cheek bumping against his. "Hmm?" he mumbled, leaning closer to her. Pulling on a smirk, doing his best to distract her from what he almost did.
"Huh?" Sara squealed, her cheeks going slightly red. "Oh, sorry," she said, letting go of his cheek turning around, not looking at him. He let out a breath.
By favoring her heart, she ignored her head.
The power radiated from her like waves, he could almost see the dim purple glow in her clenched fist.
"Man, I have to say what surprised me most after coming back here, is finding that little Sara McCall is bloodthirsty."
She clenching the inhaler in her fist. "I'm not so little anymore, Theo."
He nodded, looking her up and down. Sara McCall was definitely not little, and now standing there; shaggy hair, clenched fists, eyes fixated on him. He could see it, clear as day, who she was.
Sara McCall, the Witch of Beacon Hills, the killer with a heart of gold, who'd destroy anything in her path if she had too.
"You're right, your not."
He'd made that mistake too.
"Sara?"
A heavy metallic copper like smell burning his senses. Blood. He pushed the doors open, following the bloodied silver like footsteps all around the lab floor. "Sara?" he called, his eyes landing on the operating table the Doctor's were hovering around.
"Sara!"
She was strapped down to one of the operating tables, blood pooling from her abdomen, dripping onto the floor. The Surgeon standing over her, a long thin needle deep in her neck.
"What the hell did you do to her?!" he yelled. making a move towards her, the Geneticist and the Pathologist blocking his path.
"This wasn't part of the deal-!"
"That is irrelevant." the Surgeon said, sliding out a thin needle with Sara's blood from her neck. He couldn't hear her breathing, if it weren't for the heart rate monitor, he'd have thought she was dead. She looked dead.
"No. Not to me." he snapped. "Let her go. She's not-"
"She is what is required."
"Required for what?" Theo asked, watching the The Geneticist and the Pathologist moved around her, pulling out the bloodied cotton swabs from her abdomen throwing them on the floor. It was deep, did they cut into her? Add something? Remove something? What did they take from her?
He edged closer towards Sara. She almost looked like she was sleeping. The Surgeon still blocking her from him. Her heart rate wasn't right. It was unstable, moving to fast. "What did you do to her?"
"That is none of your concern." the Surgeon said.
"Like hell is isn't-"
The Surgeon froze, turning his head staring at him. "The witch is none of your concern."
"I need her!" he shouted. The Surgeon set down the vial of blood. "No. You don't."
The heart monitor screeched, her heart rate had flow even higher, before rapidly dropping. She was flat-lining. Instinctively he looked to them to do something, but
the Doctors didn't make a move. All of them simply stood watching the monitor. Sara was dying.
"What are you waiting for?!" he said desperately. "Do something!"
None of them moved. He did.
He hadn't even touched her hand to remove the shackles, when he felt it. The cane went though his leg, sliding though into the floor. He'd yelled in pain. None of the Doctor's paying him any attention, all their eyes still gazing at the monitor. The machine becoming erratic. She was dying.
"Do something! Do something-"
The monitor whistled out, the line going straight.
No…No…They killed her. They…they killed her. They just-killed her…
He felt the cane slide out of his leg. The Doctors heavy footsteps, walked out of the theatre, moving to the other room. He slowly pulled himself up, undoing the chains, picking her up of the table.
"Sara," he said, shaking her lightly. He needed to do…he needed to do something. Her heart wasn't beating. He needed to-he didn't know. His mind was blank. All he could think about was, how pale and cold…dead…Sara McCall was dead.
No.
"Sara! Wake up! Come on, wake up! SARA!"
Heartbeat.
It was faint, but it was there. She was breathing. He let out a shaky breath, shutting his eyes, his forehead against hers, listening to her heartbeat. It was slow, but it was beating. She was alive. Relief wasn't even the start. He did breath, until she did.
Is that what they wanted? No. If it was, why would they let her die in the first place?
He quickly looked around checking, they were still in the other room.
He didn't know what they wanted with Sara, but if she was alive, and they were close-He picked her up, staggering out of the theatre.
"Success."
PRESENT
"Here," Theo said, handing her some hot chicken soup. Sara looking suspiciously at the soup, awkwardly moving the spoon around. Theo sighed. "What you think I poisoned it-"
"I didn't say that," Sara said quickly. "I just-there's no stove or microwave here so-I was just wondering…" she mumbled.
"Oh." Theo said dejectedly.
Sara bit her lower lip. "Thank you, for the soup." she said, wondering if the strange awkwardness between them had been her fault. She had sort of purposely antagonized him, then again he did kill her brother, then again…he did save her life…then again-
"What is it?"
"Huh?" she said, looking up from the soup, mildly surprised he was still there. He'd made some effort to avoid her, which she wasn't so sure how to feel about.
She didn't trust him.
She doubted she might ever, yet at the same time, she knew he wasn't a clean cut bad guy. Unfortunately for them, if this Beast, was as big a threat as it seemed, they might need a not-so-bad-bad-guy. Which meant, she'd have to suck it up and deal with it. They had bigger problems than her feeling regarding Theo Raeken.
"What's bothering you?"
She blinked. "What do you mean-"
"You're doing that thing when something's bothering you." Theo said, scrunching up his face, clearly attempting to mimicking her face.
"There's no thing," she said, trying to stop the 'thing.'
"There's a thing."
"There's no, forget it," Sara said quickly, scowling to herself. Damn it, she didn't even know she did that thing. "You heading out?" she said in hopes of changing the topic. It seemed she wasn't as good as hiding her emotions than she'd thought. Sometimes it felt like Theo seemed to be able to tell her more about herself than she knew.
Theo nodded. "Tracy and I are going to try and track the Beast, I think it might be headed to the school."
"Because of the message? What was it again?" Sara asked.
"Damnatio Memoriae," Theo quoted. "The Doctor's are trying to get to Beast to remember-"
"Remember how to be the killer it once was…or how to just be a better killer…" Sara said. "Why the hell did the Doctor's even want to resurrect the Beast? I mean, what's the purpose?"
"Does there have to be one?" Theo said. Sara shrugged. She supposed that was true. "Chaos, strife and pain, just for kicks. Sounds fun."
Theo chuckled. "Eat, I'll see you later." he said. Tracy poking out from the doorway, gesturing with her head for him. Sara nodded, waving him goodbye. "Good luck!"
She was probably being paranoid, but it would be stupid of her to believe the Doctor's didn't do anything to her, especially since Theo seemed quite determined about her 'safety'.
Her main concern, more so, relief, had been the lack of homicidal thoughts towards the chimeras. The unnatural frequency between them and her, felt more balanced. Less homicidal.
From what she read, during her time with Mason. Witches had power of their own, and could also siphon off power from other supernatural creatures. Essentially, she could draw power from them if she needed too. Like in La Iglasia, during the full moon. The death of the Berserkers, the full moon and shifted were-creatures all contributed to her own power. Namely allowing her to heal rapidly. (Mostly due to her, killing the Berserkers and siphoning their power for herself)
Obviously she couldn't take a lot, that would kill them.
She also knew that each being vibrated at their own frequency. Whether they were supernatural or not. Chimera's included. Hayden, having just being turned, let of alarm bells for her abilities. Theo having being the turned the longest, had frequency like a werewolf, unless you really paid attention to detect the change.
The Doctor's frequency was completely different from the supernatural one, chimera and the human one. Meaning that unless she learned to vibrate on their frequency, she'd still be powerless against them.
The strangely occurrence was that, she could feel them now. The shifts in the frequencies that had previous felt out of reach before. The alarm bell from her abilities wasn't gone per say, but it wasn't reacting as bad. She didn't feel disconnected from the supernatural world either, if anything, she felt…stronger.
So, what did they do to her? She doubted they wanted to enhance her abilities. They couldn't have turned her into a chimera. She was already supernatural.
Besides wouldn't she have known by now if she was part werewolf or part lizard by now?
Still…it was strange that she could be around Hayden and Theo and feel completely normal-A supernatural chimera? Access to both worlds, one of science and of magic, could such a thing actually exist? It felt a little doubtful.
"Ok. What is it?" Sara asked, pausing her dooming thoughts, giving Josh, wouldn't been staring at her for over five minutes a jump. Josh looked down, clearly not expecting to have been caught. "Nothing."
"Really? Feels like something." Sara said. She'd previously chalked it up to Theo have put him up to watching her, now that he was gone-but Josh hadn't blinked in a while. It was a little creepy.
"Sorry," Josh said shyly. "It's just…it's really cool, how you…glow." he said, waving his hand around her.
"Glow?" Sara repeated. "I don't glow, Josh."
"Yeah you do." Josh said like it was obvious.
"I'm pretty sure I'd know-" She paused. How would she even know? With the possibility of the Dread Doctor's messing around with her? Sara sat up, patting the side of the small cot, gesturing for Josh to sit. "Like…how?"
Josh accepted the invite, waddling over. "I don't know…it's just like…glow…" he said, waving his hand around her face. Sara sighed. "I feel like more description would be nice-"
"It's like a purple glow…aura. I don't know…I haven't really seen it before," Josh said quickly. "I asked Tracy about it, but she didn't seem too interested. Is it a witch thing?"
"I didn't know. Scott, Liam and Malia never told me I had any glow….Thanks for telling me." she said, giving him a small smile. Josh waved it off, awkwardly rubbing his hands up and down his jeans. "How are you feeling?
"I'm alright," Sara said, unable to ignore the twinge of guilt when she looked at Josh. She'd moved on from his death so quickly, that she'd forgotten that he'd been a person. He was someone's friend. Someone's son.
"Hey, Josh…" Sara started.
"Yeah?" Josh said looking up from his shoes.
"I'm sorry-" Sara said softly. "The first time you died, and I saw your body-I didn't reall-"
"You didn't know me," Josh said calmly. Sara shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I judged you too harshly. My judgement clearly seems to be off these days…The point is I didn't see you -I'll do my best not to make that mistake again."
"Don't worry about it." Josh said waving it off again, smiling to himself. It then occurred to her, that she and Josh never really talked or interacted before. Besides when he and his friends decided to fart the alphabet or try to throw paper airplanes at her head. Until this, he had a whole life before being dragged in to die.
Sara poked Josh on the arm. "Wanna play a game?"
"What kind of game?"
Sara pulled out one of Theo's many Biology books, moving to the appendix, tearing out some pages. "You like making paper airplanes, right?" she said, already trying to fold her paper into a triangle shape. "First one to get it into that beaker, wins?"
Josh smiled, ripping out a couple pages. "You're on."
She and Josh played and talked for almost an hour. She learned that Josh liked loud places, living on edge. He'd been heavily sheltered due to being a sickly child. When he finally got better, his parents had increased their protectiveness to a point where he felt suffocated.
His powers not only gave him freedom, but also the ability to chase a high. Since his powers were electrically based, he also had a deeper sense of frequency and electromagnetic forces, which is what Sara guessed was her 'glow'-he was sensing her vibrations, her frequency-
"Yes!"
"No!" Sara yelped. Tracy snatched the paper airplane mid-flight, crushing it in her fist. Josh's paper plane sailing into the almost full beaker. Sara plonked back down on the bed. "I was…so close." she said, swatting Josh on the shoulder, who'd been cackling next to her. "Shut up. I want a rematch!"
"Is this honestly how you spent your time?" Tracy said, throwing her paper airplane into the bin. Sara shrugged. "Depends, this is my first time being kidnapped." she said, leaning to the side, catching Theo's eye. "What happened? Did you see it?"
Tracy and Theo shared a look. "We did." Tracy said stiffly. Sara glanced between the two of them, finding it strange by their uncharacteristic lack of bravado. "And?" Sara probed.
"Lives up to the expectation." Theo mumbled. He looked a little…shaken? Scared?
She got up, surveying him closely. Yes. It was difficult to catch, but his breath was coming in uneven, faster than normal. He was forcing himself to steady it, like someone who'd had to be reminded to take in 'slow deep breathes'.
He was scared.
"Dude," Sara blurted out, smacking Josh on the shoulder. "This things flipping massive." she said, looking back at Theo, who seemed to still be trying to regain control of his fear. "I'm right, aren't I? This thing is like-huge. You picked a fight with a massive, evil-"
"Facinorous?" Josh offered. Sara snapped her fingers. "Facinorous-what-?"
"It means extremely wicked, in Latin." Josh said, making another airplane. Sara paused. "Really?"
Josh nodded.
"Huh," Sara mumbled. "I didn't know that, it's really cool. Good job." she said, giving Josh a high-five.
Sara…made friends fast. He knew that. She was possibly the most extroverted introvert ever-but-How close could she and Josh have gotten in the past hour? Josh seemed more responsive to Sara in a hour, than he had to the rest of them in a week.
Hayden and Sara had always been friends, naturally that didn't change. Corey was a bit scared of her, then again, Corey was a bit scared of everyone. Tracy loved to hate her, and seemed fine with doing that. Why was Josh even around her? He specifically told him to give her space.
"Facinorous monstrous…werewolf thing…and we are all official screwed, right? That's what happened, isn't it?" Sara said, fluttering around the room. Josh was still making his paper airplane, but nodding along with her words.
"No, you really have that little faith in me?" Theo said, relaxing his breathing.
Sara snorted. "Okay, one I have no faith in you, what so ever-" she said smugly. "And call me old fashioned, but I like, having my head attached to my body. So unnecessarily picking a fight with a shadow monster-not my idea of having faith-" she said. Josh handing her one of the paper airplanes he'd made.
Where did they even get paper?
"How do you know it looks like a shadow?" Tracy said sharply, from the corner of the room. He'd forgotten she was still there.
"What?" Sara said, tossing her paper airplane. She and Josh sharing grin's when it landed in the beaker. Theo's eyes fell on the book.
"You said, shadow monster-" Tracy repeated. "How do you know what it looks like?"
Sara blinked. "I don't know. It just…I-it looks that way in my head. Large…dark creature, made out of smoke. Glowing blue eyes, like the werewolf consumed the human…what is my description close?" she asked, her eyes flickering towards him.
His patience reached breaking point, snatching the book from Josh, doing his best to ignore Sara's smirk at Josh, mouthing, 'Spoiled sport' behind him.
"It's exactly what it looks like." Tracy said. Sara paused, before sighing. "Great, my worst nightmare…came to life…that's great." she said calmly.
"In human blood, what is a good example of co-dominance?"
"Type AB." Corey said. Mrs Finch nodded. "Very good. So today you're going to solve a little mystery. Two couples had babies on the same day in the same hospital. Were the babies switched? Open your packets and read the instructions." Mrs Finch instructed.
"Gonna talk to me?" Hayden said quietly.
"I'm reading the instructions." Liam replied. Hayden turned to him. " You know what I mean."
"You mean how you're hanging out with a total psycho that tried to get me to kill Scott and then did it himself? And kidnapped Sara?" Liam said. "Yeah, okay, let's...Let's talk about that."
"That total psycho brought me back to life. Remember that?" Hayden said, turning her attention back to the notes. "I'm not dying again. And Sara's okay, no thanks to you, or Scott."
"What?"
"You really think Scott's gonna save us?" Hayden hissed. "He doesn't even know what's coming."
Liam set down his pen. "What do you mean? What's coming?"
"Seems to be a lot of discussion over here." Mrs Finch said, coming over to their table. Can't imagine you've already solved the mystery, have you?" she asked. Liam sighed. "No."
Mrs Finch smiled stiffly. "Get to it." she said, walking down the aisle of desk. Liam unsurely glanced behind him, before whispering under his breath. "What do you mean, about Sara?"
Hayden stopped writing. "The Dread Doctor's got to her, during the supermoon" she said, watching the colour from Liam's face drain out.
Hayden licked her lips. "Theo saved her, barely…" Hayden sighed, deciding it better to not drop her theory that Sara had also died that night on Liam. "The Doctors want Sara for some reason. Since he knows the most about them, he can protect her, at least better than you can or Scott, right?"
Liam pursed his lips. "Right…"
"Here, put this on," Theo said tossing her a gray sweatshirt, when she walked in. She was finally healed, at least enough to be able to go back to school. Sara caught the top, opening it out. It was nice, but too big for her to wear. "This is yours."
She'd been surviving with Theo and Hayden's clothes over the past few days. The only thing of her own, being the pair of jeans and sneakers, she'd had when the Doctor's had taken her (now so clean, they looked new). She'd long since figured her own sweater must have been ruined by her blood and burned for safety. Still, it was too bad. She did like that top.
She was already wearing one of Theo's many long sleeves. She'd attempted to reduce the bagginess, by tucking it in to her jeans, before giving up and leaving it be. At least it was warm.
"So?"
"I think it's a tad too big." she said, handing it back to him. He took it, rummaged around in the cupboard, before pulling out an orange coloured sweater. "This one?
"Really that one? It doesn't match."
"Is this one better-?" Theo asked, holding out his black zip-up hoodie. She took it, opening it out. "Yeah, it's okay," she said, pulling it on. It was still a bit big on her, particularly by the sleeves, but it would be fine. "What are you trying to do, mask my scent or something?" she joked.
"Yeah," Theo said, packing his clothes back into the cupboard.
"Really? Why?" Sara asked, busying herself to adjusting the sleeves.
"Better safe than sorry." Theo said, grabbing their school bags. Sara rolled her eyes. "You're unbelievable, you might as well pee all over me." she said sarcastically, running a hand though her hair.
Theo paused. "I mean, it'd be stronger than the clothes." he said, faking a musing look. Sara sighed, but he could tell she wanted to smile. "You're really weird, you know that right?"
"I feel like I haven't been outside in years. Do you smell that? That's air. Air that didn't come out of your mouth, or Hayden's or Josh's-or those musty pipes." Sara said, bouncing in her step as they made their way up the steps.
She wasn't wrong, the sun was shining. The breeze was warm and gentle, in comparison to the colder temperatures over the past few days. Despite the heavy deputy presence and death in the air…it was a nice day.
"This is real air. Ah," Sara said, holding out a hand, stopping him mid-walk. "Hold it. Take it in. Breathe in the air." she said, dramatically shutting her eyes, taking a deep breath.
The sun's light gently touched her face, her dark hair catching the light, making the stray strands shift between deep brown and gold, that made her whole face light up. She looked peaceful.
"You breathing it in?" Sara asked, her eyes still closed. He blinked, poking her lightly on the side. "Come on, we're going to be late."
Theo silently followed behind her all the way to her locker. Hovering behind her like a overly-interested dog, when she spoke to the few deputies that greeted her, her casual classmates and two of her teachers when they wished her on her health.
Leaning against the locker next to hers, waiting patiently for…something she supposed, while she unlocked her locker. Hayden had been sweet enough to be giving her homework and notes, and as annoying as he could be, Theo still did his 'duty as a tutor' recounting lessons that he'd done and the ones Liam and Hayden were doing in class. So, thankfully, she wasn't behind.
While Sara busied herself with her schoolwork. Theo had taken to scanning the hallways, quickly catching sight of Liam and Mason down the hall. "That's interesting," Theo said quickly, throwing an arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer towards him.
"What are you doing?" Sara asked suspiciously.
"Reading." he said, feeling Liam and Mason's eyes on them. Moving his head, making sure to block Liam and Mason's head from Sara's view. Sara glanced down at the closed book in her hand. "Reading, what?" she mumbled.
"Shh, I'm getting to the good part-" he said, leaning closer, moving some of her hair out of the way, the edge of his chin on her cheek.
"The title?" Sara said, holding up the book for him to see. He nodded. "Very interesting." he said, slowly letting go of her shoulder. They were gone. Sara looked at him strangely, but tucked the book with the rest of her things.
"Stick close with Hayden and Corey in class. " Theo said, leaning against the locker next to hers. "I'll come get you after."
Sara smiled, closing her locker. "You do realize I now have freedom," she said, with jazz hands. "Free to wander, go home-" she said, leaning against her locker. Theo smirked. "You won't."
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Won't I?"
"If you wanted to escape, you and I both know you would done it a long time ago." Theo said smoothly. "Like it or not, you know your safer with me than with Scott." he said, leaning over, whispering into her ear. "Maybe your survival instincts aren't half bad."
Sara made a move to swat him, when the bell rang. Theo instantly blending into the crowd of students.
Sara made a noise of irritation, making a move to throw her book at his head. "Cocky bast-oh, he's so annoying. Give you, just you wait," she hissed, making a point to open her locker, just to slam it as hard as she could.
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A bit of Theo POV, hope it was good. My biggest worry is always trying to keep characters in character, so I hope I managed to do that. As always, I love to hear your thoughts!
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