Lost Soul, Now Found
Chapter Twenty One
Abigail tried to calm her mind as Luke held her and Bray drove. As far as she knew, Dean never knew where they lived, but he was there when she died. How long had he been following her? It made sense to Bray, their ancestors had cursed Dean and turned him into a werewolf. He realized now that he needed to watch over Abigail or he would lose her again. What did Luke know about the situation? He didn't understand things that were not of the earth. He didn't really believe in life after death, but now believes that Abigail is living again. Dean had been in search of their descendants for three generations. He had avoided Bray because he was sure that the Voodoo was passed down to him. Abigail had been gone for fifteen years and her soul was in the body of someone else. He had been watching Abigail for years, she showed no signs of knowing Voodoo. He knew that if he wanted to get revenge on the family, Abigail would be the perfect target.
Now he was out for revenge, he was out for blood from one of their Voodoo ancestors. He could smell her fear before she left, but she ran off as he was transforming. He knew he couldn't risk going back in the building because anyone could have been carrying a gun, a crucifix, or some kind of silver. He instead just enjoyed the feeling of causing her fear. He could smell her scent of fear for about fifteen minutes until either she wasn't scared anymore, or she left for the next town. Instead of bringing them to the next town, Bray brought them back home for the night, they still had a few days before they needed to be at the next town. They needed to regroup and come up with how to deal with Dean if they came across him in his werewolf form.
Dean was already hard to deal with in human form, but would probably be close to impossible to beat without killing him in his werewolf form. Bray had special silver bullets just in case. He had went hunting before, but Dean wasn't a normal animal. He was someone that he worked with in the ring. If Dean tried attacking his family in werewolf form, Bray would do whatever it takes to protect his family, but he hoped that there would be a way of doing it without killing Dean. Bray knew that Luke cared for Abigail and promised to protect her, but he wanted to know how he would do that. So the next day as Abigail was cleaning a little on the inside of the house and the men were on the outside doing work, Bray came up to Luke.
"Luke... I need to speak with you."
Erick and Braun looked at them, then at each other before they continued their work. Luke stopped what he was doing and followed Bray. Abigail was cleaning windows and saw that Luke was walking off with Bray. This kind of concerned her because the last time they went off alone Luke and Bray got into a bad argument and Abigail was right in the middle of it. She watched from the window, but couldn't quite figure out what was being said. If things looked like they were getting out of control she would go down there and try to calm them down. Bray wanted to talk to Luke man to man.
"Luke... I wanted to talk to you about Abigail and what happened last night. She said that she felt like she was out of control and that she was being led back to the place of her death. This had something to do with the full moon as well. Then, from what I understand, Dean Ambrose is the one that my family cursed with a werewolf spell. I'm sure all of this sounds ridiculous to you, but it makes perfect sense that Dean would target Abigail. She was never exposed to Voodoo, neither was I because the last three generations of our family was sworn against it on my father's side. I don't practice Voodoo, but I've studied it and other supernatural things. You may not believe the things I believe in like life after death, but I need to ask you one important question... How do you plan on protecting my sister from Dean? He's already difficult to deal with in human form, but is much stronger in his werewolf form."
"Bray... You obviously forget who you're talking to. You know I care for Abigail. I would do anything for her. No matter what it takes, as long as she's safe... I would die for her."
Bray was surprised at this.
"You're in love with her aren't you?"
"I've never really experienced it before... So I'm not really sure what love is, but I would... I'd die for her."
Bray shook his head as a sign of respect and pat Luke on the back, then went on his way and Luke returned to work. Abigail noticed that everything seemed fine and continued cleaning. She was curious and would ask Luke later what they were talking about. Later on, after supper, Abigail was cleaning up and she saw Luke walking around outside. He looked like he had something on his mind. Abigail was slightly worried about him because he wouldn't say anything at the dinner table. She knew that when Luke was quiet like this that something was on his mind. She stopped what she was doing and went out on the front porch. He wasn't on the porch anymore, but she spotted him walking with Bray's lantern.
It wasn't dark yet, but if Luke had the lantern with him, he would probably be returning after the sun went down. Maybe Luke needed his alone time. She wasn't completely sure, but she thought maybe Luke was going to the same location when he went on his own the first time. She quietly followed him because if he did want to be alone, she wouldn't want to bother him. They had grown so close since she returned and now here he was keeping things to himself again. She wondered if it had anything to do with what Bray might have said to him. She quietly followed him, and sure enough, it was the same spot by the lake. She was still trying to be quiet, but some of the leaves had begun to fall and gave her away. Luke was looking out at the lake, closed his eyes and sighed.
"I know you're back there."
Abigail was quiet for a moment as she looked at him.
"Do you mind if I join you?"
He stayed quiet and waited for her. She just sat down beside him. He was looking out at the water. There was silence between them until Abigail finally spoke up.
"Is everything ok?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"
"Well... You kind of came out here by yourself... Maybe you wanted to be out here by yourself. I saw you and Bray talking earlier today and I was wondering if everything was ok between you two... Did Bray upset you?"
"No... Everything is fine."
"Did you come out here to get away from me? I'm sorry if I've been clingy... It's just, I've never been this close to anyone else. If you need your space and alone time just tell me."
Luke wrapped an arm around her reassuring her that he wasn't trying to avoid her.
"I came out here to think... My mind... Just keeps going back to you. This whole situation with Dean being a werewolf just doesn't make sense to me. Bray asked me how I planned on protecting you... I'll do whatever it takes, as long as you're safe. I would die for you... I think I'm in love with you Abigail... I can't lose you... Not again."
Nothing else needed to be said, Luke just told her that he loved her, and she felt the same way about him. She turned to him and leaned into kiss him. They had kissed before but this was a passionate and needy kiss. They had fought not to lose control before, but this time, their needs were stronger. Abigail had been so worried that all of this supernatural talk would cause Luke to stop caring about her, but it was just the opposite. She felt safe with Luke, he felt the need to hold her in his arms. The sun had gone down and they lost themselves in a heated kiss that would lead to more. They weren't really concerned about the future, they only cared about the here and now.
They shed their clothes by the lake and made love to each other, then fell asleep in the grass in each other's arms. Before this happened, what they didn't know was that they were being watched. Dean had been searching for her. He didn't smell her fear, but he knew her scent. He was in his werewolf form and wasn't happy with what he saw. Instead of attacking them, he took off. He needed to find a way to get rid of his anger. About a mile up the road, there was a woman, a single mom whose car broke down on the side of the road. She had a young boy with him, the woman realized that she was in trouble when she heard Dean growling. The young boy wanted to help his mom, but was just getting in the way. He was scared when he saw Dean getting closer. The mom had a tire wrench in her hand and held it up. She told her son to get in the car.
"Get in the car Tyler."
He was scared, but also scared for his mom and was trying to be brave.
"Mom?"
"I said get in the car now!"
He didn't argue and did what he was told. Dean growled at them and focused his attention on the young boy. As he goes to jump at the boy, the mom hits Dean with the tire wrench. Dean let out a whine as he was hit in the back, but he quickly shook it off and growled at her. He still ignored her and focused his attention to the scared little boy in the car. The woman was scared too, but mainly concerned with protecting her son. She kept swinging the tire wrench at Dean hoping to scare him away.
"Stay... Away from my son!"
Dean had to wait for the right moment to attack. He jumped at her and sank his teeth into her arm. The woman let out a scream in pain. The boy started crying.
"Mom!"
She tried to hide the bleeding from her son and turned to him. She pressed a lock button on the car to keep him safe He was too young to really know how to unlock the door. She tried talking to him to calm him down.
"Stay in the car... It's not safe out here. Close your eyes... And no matter what you hear, don't look out the window."
The boy did as he was told. He closed his eyes and laid down in the back seat. He was scared and he cried as he heard the struggle outside. The woman did the best she could, but was no match for Dean. In a fit of rage, and his animal like instincts, he ripped her apart completely forgetting about the boy inside the car. Dean wouldn't be getting into the car, not in his werewolf form. He then decided to go on his way. Once the noise ended, the boy called out for his mom, but got not response.
"Mom?"
He then did exactly what she said not to do and looked out the window. He saw blood everywhere, this couldn't be happening. He was scared and alone as he cried. He closed his eyes hoping that he was having a bad dream. He woke up early the next day and saw many cars and their headlights just passing by. He looked out the window again and saw the bloodied, lifeless body of his mother. As the sun came up, the boy didn't really know what to do, he was stuck inside the car, he was scared, and alone and was starting to get hungry. It started getting hard to breathe, it was still early in the morning, but already it was getting hot in the car. The boy would watch the cars pass by until finally one stopped. He saw a man with a beard and tattoos get out. He went to go hide down in the seat as the man came closer, but the man already saw him. As the man got closer, he noticed the bloodied wolf tracks, and the bloodied lifeless body of the woman. He saw the boy in the car, tried to open the door, but realized it was locked. He saw the tire wrench laying on the ground and broke one of the windows to unlock the door. He knew he needed to get the boy out of there or he wouldn't survive. The boy screamed and cried as this happened.
"Mommy!"
"Easy... I'm not going to hurt you... It's not safe for you out here. It's too hot in the car."
"Stay away!"
"I'm here to help you. Your mom... She can't really help you anymore... I'm sorry. What happened."
The boy was still crying, but tried to calm down.
"A big dog bit her."
This was a young boy, because the tracks that were left behind were from a wolf.
"Please... I want to help you, but I need for you to trust me. You can't stay here... Not by yourself..."
The boy was confused and still unsure.
"Why do you want to help me?"
"Because that's what you do for people when they're in need. You look hungry, can I get you something to eat?"
"I am hungry..."
"Will you trust me to help you?"
The boy slowly opened the door and looked at the man standing in front of him. He then looked over to where his mother's lifeless body was laying. He started to cry as he realized that his mom would no longer be able to take care of him. He then realized that the man crouched down in front of him. He moved slowly so he wouldn't scare the boy and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry about your mother. From the looks of it, she died trying to protect you. She loved you, and she still loves you even though she can't tell her anymore. I know you don't know me, but it's better than being out here alone, will you come with me?"
The boy wiped his tears away and slowly nodded. He was helped into a car and put a seatbelt on. The man got in on the other side.
"I guess the first thing we should do is get you something to eat and get to know you. What is your name?"
"Tyler."
He stuck out his hand to shake Tyler's hand.
"Nice to meet you Tyler... My name is Bray Wyatt, but you can call me Bray."
Tyler nodded his head like he understood, but remained quiet. Bray didn't know what to think... He was going out for breakfast when he finds a woman torn apart by the side of the road and a boy left all alone. Everyone else had just passed him by. Who knows how long it would have been until someone else helped him? He wasn't about to leave him alone, with the temperature rising, he would have died if he stayed in that car. This was something completely new to him, but Bray planned on taking care of Tyler and help him with his grief, and until he could figure out what to do with him.
(To be continued... So Luke and Abigail took things to another level, Dean goes off in his werewolf form and kills Tyler's mother, luckily for Tyler, Bray finds him or he would have been left scared and alone to die in that car. What will Bray come up with for Tyler? Thanks for reading. Review.)