Unexpected

THIRTY-EIGHT

I've never been happier than I am in this moment. Noah and I just brought two perfect babies into this world. Victoria and Mieczyslaw Stilinski. Mieczysław goes by Stiles though, Noah gave him the nickname when the Doctor's couldn't pronounce his name. I think it's sweet. 

I had a vision today, it was of my daughter. She was older, at least 17, and she was so beautiful. She looks a lot like Noah's grandmother, which makes me happy. In the vision she was lying on a bed with a blue bed spread, a notebook in her hands... I think it was this notebook. And she was crying.

She was also pregnant, which was weird to see. Seeing my own daughter pregnant at 17, that doesn't seem that far away. I know that I'm not in her life, because I know when I'll die, but...

I was crying. My mother knew I'd be reading this page when she wrote it. How incredible is that. And how sad that she also knew that she was already gone. "Oh mamma..." I whispered. 

Victoria, my sweet girl, if you are reading this page I want you to know that I love you more than anything. You and your brother are my whole world. You probably have some questions about your visions and how our abilities work, I know I did. So, if you are curious and want to know more about our family, I suggest you read my first journal. 

Good luck baby girl, you're going to be an incredible mother and a fantastic seer. Use your gift wisely my dear. I love you.  

I closed my eyes, holding the journal to my chest while grabbing my locket in my other hand. The pendant burned cold in my hands and I couldn't help but sigh. My mother gave me this locket before she dies, she said it would help me when I needed it.

My eyes opened wide and I sat up quickly. When I was seven she told me about the locket and its importance, when she gave it to me she told me it would help me... What does this mean? I stood up from Stiles' bed, making my way to the garage. 

If you want to know more about our family, I suggest you read my first journal. 

I have to read her first journal. Maybe she wrote something of importance in there, something that would help me understand all of this... why I can't have a vision right now and how to better control my gift. 

Right as my hand touched the handle to the door, my phone rang. It was Lydia. "Hello?" I could hear Lydia breathing heavily. "Victoria, Scott found your brother." My heart leaped in my chest. "Oh my god... I've got to... I'm heading to the school now to meet them there. Oh my god." I grabbed the Jeep's keys from the kitchen counter, making my way out the door. 

"That's not it though. There's a bomb on a school bus and I'm at Derek's loft right now... don't go to the school." I nodded, frowning. "Okay, I'll go to the station and wait for my dad to bring Stiles back."

Lydia sighed, "okay be careful."  I nodded, "you too. let me know how it goes with Peter." 

I pulled up to the station, parking the Jeep in the back. Stiles was okay. For now at least... I just had to see him. I locked the door, brushing my hair behind my ear while I walked toward the station door. 

My hand barely touched the handle when I was blown backwards. I was quick to put my arms behind me, catching me from landing on my back or ass too hard. Glass sprayed from the windows, getting caught in my hair and cutting up my face. 

Ringing sounded in my ears as I blinked my eyes open. Everything around me felt fake, I could see the officers running to and from the station and I could see the blood coming from the people inside but, I didn't hear any of it.