Distract and Sedate | Hemlock Grove |

Epilogue

"Nadia?" She asks despite knowing the answer is yes. "How about Miranda?"

"I don't know," Peter answers honestly. "It's funny, I thought I'd care more. Maybe I'm angry- I don't know. I'm sure you're happy."

"I'm not," Emma says and looks down to the ground. "I'm really not."

"I thought you wanted... that?"

"Not like this." How could he even think that she could be happy like this? Yes, he's correct- she'd hoped Miranda would leave, but not like this. She can't determine what feeling is causing a twist in her but she thinks it might be guilt. Emma hadn't physically done anything wrong, but she had hoped for it. And maybe that hope had translated into this. Or, worst of all, something had gone terribly wrong when she coughed up blood that day and the universe had found energy in that to fulfill her wishes.

That's silly, she thinks. There is still little proof in what Destiny had warned her. Everything could be summed up to coincidence. Even the vision she saw of the mother and son in the bathtub could have been in her head. There is only one guarantee: if she had succeeded in threatening Miranda into leaving this wouldn't have happened. Or if she had killed her. Roman would never forgive her, and he'd never know what it prevented, but it would have worked.

"I-uh-" she stutters as she pulls away from the thought. "I actually think I'm going to head to bed."

"Really?" He asks. "It's barely 9:00."

"Yeah, it's been a long day," Emma explains but does not attempt to move. She meant to go upstairs, but she can't find the push to use her legs.

"How's Finn?" Peter asks when she doesn't move.

"Good," Emma says. "He's headed back home."

"And his cut?" He feels guilty about it. He barely remembers it. He had been on the edge of returning to his body but hadn't made it yet. All his wolf form could process was that the man in front of him was an enemy.

Peter asked him during the car ride after what had happened. Finn explained that there was no biological reason for him to change then. His wolf form could never fully develop under those conditions. His human body would always be there- for now. All Finn had to do was speak to it. It was the second time a friend had risked their safety to bring him back. He had to stop.

"It's going to leave a nasty scar, but I think he won't care. It's like a trophy." She rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, that seems like the kind of guy he is," Peter chuckles. "I wish I'd gotten to know him better."

"For sure," Emma agrees. "He said you seemed nice."

"Did he?" Peter perks up a bit.

"Yeah, he uh-"she stops to chuckle. "He couldn't understand why girls seem more interested in Roman than you."

"That's such a nice compliment."

"Yeah," she says. "He was a cool dude."

"You're going to miss him," Peter observes.

"I guess so," Emma confirms. "He knows a lot about the things I've been studying- would have been a good resource."

"I'm sure he'd still help you out." She shrugs as a reply. "Oh my god," Peter says with a laugh that borders a giggle. "You did like him, didn't you?"

"I did not," Emma insists and rolls her eyes.

"Roman said you did."

"I didn't," she becomes more defensive.