Author's Note:
Sorry for the short chapter after a long wait, but a lot is going to happen and be revealed so I decided to break everything up. Next Chapter will be the ending of Book 1! But don't worry! I planned out the entire show os Teen Wolf! So excited for us to get to know Elena even more!
Happy Reading!
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The steady beeping of a heart monitor echoed in my ears, everything was bright, and a strange warmth wrapped itself around me. A soft burn awakening me.
"Elena." spoke a whisper that seemed miles away. "Elena!" this time it shook me softly. "ELENA!" I was instinctively snapped upright and eyes wide open. Big mistake.
I placed a hand to my head and rubbed my eyes to hopefully bring come clarity back. Blinking I was finally able to make out that a person stood in front of me.
"Alan?" I asked confused. Was I dreaming? "What the hell are you doing here?"
"We need to get out of here before the doctors and nurses get back." He was all business as he helped me to my feet and then threw some clothes my way. He then pulled the curtain to allow me some privacy as I changed.
I pulled the hospital gown off and saw my chest completely covered in bandages. They looked as if they were brand new so I tore them off and revealed only small cuts. I was practically healed. But how?
"I was attacked by an Alpha." I stated out loud as I put on the hoodie and jeans that Deaton gave me.
"I filled your IV with fruit that your kind thrived off of. I figured it would make you at least conscious but it seems I underestimated how well it would work."
I pulled the curtain back, "How did you know I needed help?"
"I was actually on my way to find you, but luckily while I was drinking by the hospital I saw you teleport into the parking lot."
"Why were you looking for me?"
"The Bond."
"What did you find?"
"Apparently, the bond is very old magic. Think of it as the purest form. One of the first gifts that your kind were given. Very ancient. Making it very powerful."
"That's unsurprising. Nothing simple could heal the mark."
"Exactly, but yours is unique because Fae were only ever suppose to bond with other Fae. Never another being. And the more the bond is awaken the stronger it gets."
"What do you mean 'awaken'?"
"I'm afraid that's as much as I can say right now. We'll have to continue back at my practice later." Alan then grabbed my shoulders and forced me to look him into his eyes, making me understand just how serious his next words. "The most important thing you need to understand right now is that you and Stiles are the same. What pains one, harms the other."
Before I could question him more, we heard a commotion outside of my room. I moved out of Alan's grasp and over to the window and peeked through the blinds. I was met with Stiles getting into an altercation with his Dad. They were anything but quite.
"You know what? It's a good thing we are at a hospital because I'm gonna kill you."
Stiles was out of breath, "I'm sorry. I lost the keys to my Jeep. I had to run all the way here."
"STILES, I DON'T CARE!" shouted his father as gestured sternly.
Stiles looked over his Dad's shoulder, in my direction. I thought he had seen me but he gave no indication before looking back at his Dad. "Is she going to be okay?"
Stiles started to fidget and his Dad turned around to look back at me as well. I quickly moved back in fear of being caught. I sneaked through the cracks until he turned back around.
The Sheriff sighed before looking back at Stiles, speak much calmer, "They don't know, partially because they don't know what happened. They're still running some test, but she's alive."
Stiles shook his head, "What about Lydia?"
The Sheriff shook his head, "She lost a lot of blood, but there's something else going on with her."
"What do you mean?"
"Doctors say it's like some sort of reaction. Her body keeps going into shock. Did you see anything? Do you have any idea who or what attacked her?"
"No I don't...Look can I just go see them?"
"I'm afraid not. But what you can do is come with me."
I watched as the Sheriff and his son walk in the other direction of my room, making the hallway a little quieter.
I turned around back to Alan, "Okay, I think I can get us out of here with out being detected."
Alan simply nodded his head, "I need to get back with the Argents. It was Peter the new Hale Alpha that attacked Lydia and I. I have to find him and end this."
Deaton places his hand on my shoulder, "Be careful."
"I will be. Thanks to you." I placed my hand on Deaton's and with the newfound energy from Deaton's help. I was easily able to teleport us to the hospital's parking lot.
With the coast clear, Deaton immediately headed for his car and I turned to head back to the school when I bumped into someone.
Looking up, it was Chris.
"Hello Elena. Glad to see you're doing better." Not an ounce of concern was shown on his face. He looked like he was going to say something, but stopped himself and grabbed my arm.
He dragged me back into the hospital before practically throwing me into someone. Luckily, they were quick to catch me by the waist.
"Elena?"
I looked up and sure enough it was Stiles.
"I thought you were in the-
"Boys." Chris interrupted causing me to quickly get out of Stiles' grasp. I created distance between us to relieve any suspicious and notice that Jackson was with us as well. "I was wondering if you can tell me where Scott McCall is."
At the mention of his best friend's name, Stiles attention quickly snapped to Chris. "Scott McCall? Haven't seen film since the dance. Jackson?"
Jackson looked like he practical crapped his pants. "Uh...I..." Not at all convincing or helping Stiles with the obvious lie.
"Oh for the love of God." Stiles sighed as he knew that they were screwed.
"Elena, bring them over here." Chris commanded as he turned to go into an empty room.
I looked Stiles in his eyes and he nodded quietly saying that it's okay. With that I raised my hand as it started to glow. The boys soon stopped moving and Jackson started to freak out with realization.
I flicked my wrist making the boys levitate and move towards the empty room with me close behind. Once we were inside, Chris slammed the doors such and locked them as. I pushed them into an examination table, dropping my hold on them.
"Let's try this again. Where is Scott McCall?"
Stiles and Jackson got to their feet but met Chris' answer with only silence.
This only pissed off Chris as grabbed Stiles by his collar and slammed him into a set of cabinets.
"Let me ask you a question Stiles, have you ever seen a rabid dog?"
"No, but I can put it on my to do list if you just let me go." Stiles. Always with the sarcasm. One day it's going to get him killed.
"Well I have and the only thing I can compare it to is seeing a friend of mine turn on a full moon. Do you want to know what happened?"
"Not really. No offense to your storytelling skills."
"He tried to kill me, and I was forced to out a bullet in his head. The whole while he laid there dying, he was still trying to claw his toward me, still trying to kill me, like it was the most important thing he could do with his last breath. Can you imagine that?"
"No. And it sounds like you need to be a little mort select--"
Chris banged his hand on the cabinet door, startling Stiles. "Did Scott try to kill you on the full moon? Did you have to lock him up?"
"Yeah, I did. I had to handcuff him to a radiator." Stiles seemed almost ashamed that he had to admit it, but he quickly got angry. "Why? Would you prefer I locked him in the basement and burned the whole house down around him?"
I froze. Why was Stiles bringing up the fire?
Chris held up a finger before rubbing his chin as he sighed, "I hate to dispel a popular rumor, Stiles, but we never did that."
"Oh right. Derek said you guys had some sort of code. I guess no one ever breaks it."
Chris looks back at his men, "Never."
"What if someone does?"
Chris hesitates before turning to Stiles, "Someone like who?"
"Your sister."
Silence filled the room. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Stiles knew about the fire, but considering he didn't hate me meant he didn't know the entire story. I couldn't bring myself to look at him so I looked down at the ground.
"Elena."
I snapped my head back up to see Chris' eyes burning into mine.
"Tell Stiles the truth. Tell him that the Argents didn't do this."
I was conflicted as both commands contradicted each other. My silence was met with an aggravated Chris' as he ran over to me and press me into a wall. Both hands on either sides of my head.
"Hey, leave her alone!" shouted Stiles but I assumed one of the other Argent men stopped him.
"Now I know I can't intimidate you, but I don't have to. So instead why don't you tell me what happened when you were with Kate the night of the Hale fire."
I closed my eyes wanting nothing more than to vanish into the wall. I took a deep breath and look straight at Chris so I wouldn't be able to see Stiles' reaction.
"I did it. I started the Hale fire."