Reincarnate [Isaac Lahey]

Chapter Twenty-Five

Flicking the pages of the books, she glanced around at the floor in an effort to find an answer. They'd managed to rescue Cora and the said werewolf was currently in Derek's loft trying to recover. They'd all chosen to split up since none of them had ever watched a horror movie and actually learnt any valuable lessons from it. Isaac was with Derek, Stiles was with Argent, and she didn't know what everyone else was doing. She was just trying to quickly master the beginner's guide to magic.

It had been almost an entire day and she felt like she was no closer to finding any answers than anyone else. The full moon was close, in around two hours it would be out and the true danger would begin. She didn't even know what the true danger was but she knew it was happening.

Flicking another page, she read over the words that she'd possibly read a thousand times. Feeling a fluff ball sit down on top of her hand and the book she was currently reading, she focused her eyes back into that of reality and looked down at Steve irritated, "Steve, now is not the time to be a cat. Go be a dog and sit on the bed," she urged, trying to pick him up and move him but the moment she tried, Steve chose violence and hissed and clawed at her.

Yelping from shock, she pulled her hand back before glaring at the cat, "'scuse you?" She asked before her eyes fell on a drawing.

It was of a stump of a tree and it was a stump she'd recognised far too many times. Reaching over, she picked up the book and scanned her eyes over it annoyed. It was the one that had been the focus of every single tormenting nightmare she'd endured since being exposed to the supernatural.

"Impossible," she muttered before a crack of thunder smashed through the air causing her to jump. Her eyes narrowed as she thought about what the storm was for. Jennifer was using it to kill the three parents for her and if her new suspicions were correct then they'd be hidden beneath or around the nemeton which was in Beacon Hills forest. "Alter the nature which resides on it," she muttered to herself before she glanced over at Steve. "Steve my darling child you are a genius!" She exclaimed, joy overcoming her.

She reached down to pick him up and hug him out of excitement but he hissed and scratched at her again, "right, of course, grump cat today," she muttered before jumping over him and picking up a few of the correct books.

Leaping around, she picked up everything the book said she needed and tossed it into her backpack before fleeing to the forest.

She got there just as a car pulled up and Allison and Isaac climbed out, causing her brows to furrow as she tried to work out what they were doing together. "Lena?" Isaac asked, confused and concerned and she tugged her hood over her head even tighter in an effort to ward off the rain which was beginning to get on her nerves, "what are you doing here?"

"I know where the parents are being kept and I think I know how to stop them from dying," she admitted.

"Then we should go," Allison urged.

"No, I need to go a different way," Lena admitted, wincing as another crash of lightning echoed throughout the rumbling belly of the sky.

"You want to split up?" Isaac asked, and she glanced up at him before nodding. He hesitated for a moment before nodding in turn, "okay. That's a good plan." It was a terrible plan, but they were both going to do it anyway. The two turned away and for another moment they wanted to run back to each other and do whatever had to be done, together. At the same time, they knew what needed to be done and what needed to be done was something far grander than any feelings of comfort and safety.

Jogging through the forest, the mud squelched beneath her trainers and despite the dire need to think about the danger and the threat they were all under she couldn't help but worry that she was going to have to spend hours trying to clean her shoes tomorrow. As she got far enough, she glanced up at the full moon which was now beginning to peak through the clouds before she placed her bag on the floor.