"Are you telling me that all three girls planned to get pregnant at the same time?"
Zoey quietly sits on the couch in the living room, watching Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, when Damon walks into the room. He held a distressed expression, so she paused the TV and gave him her full attention, knowing whatever it was that he was about to tell her wasn't exactly good news.
Especially with what happened earlier that day with the strange werewolf, she hadn't seen him since then. After she picked the envelope back up and followed Kali inside, she chose to forget it all until he decided to come to talk to her because what else could she do? She had no power here, "What's up?" He hadn't spoken a word since he came into the room, not even a greeting, and that had put her on edge, so she tried to ease the tension, "You look like someone just stepped on your legos or something." She chuckles, trying to laugh it off, but he isn't laughing, so she stops her sorry attempt at humor.
He takes a seat next to her and rubs his hands together, seemingly trying to figure out how to word what he is trying to say. It was then that she noticed the bloody rawness of his knuckles and the cuts around his lips. He had lost his temper earlier and released his frustrations elsewhere. She'd hate to see the outcome of it. He finally spills it out, "Zoey... do you know how T.E.R.A is weaponizing werewolves?" He lays his grey eyes on her.
She raises her brow at him in shock and confusion. This was the first time she had heard of this, and it seemed like such an atrocious idea. Her father would never bother weaponizing them; he found them too repulsive and savage to tame, "No. How do you know it's T.E.R.A? What if someone else is weaponizing them? And why do you make it seem like they're controlling them? What if they're doing it by their own free will? Werewolves could become mercenaries."
He looked at her doubtfully; it was a simple reminder that no matter how many weeks she had spent there, she was always still the enemy to him. She would be lying if she didn't admit it hurt, but she could tell he was trying. His face may have held doubt, but it held a saddened hope too. He was trying to trust her, and she had to appreciate the effort.
He grabs her hand, "Come on. You're coming with me." He gets up from the couch and, in turn, takes her with him.
"W-wait. Where are we going?"
"You're coming with me so I can show you exactly what I'm talking about. I want you to see us interrogate him."
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Damon had brought Zoey to one of the few concrete buildings in their small town and led her through the double doors of an oddly neat and clean reception area that hardly seemed used. He walks straight to the elevator with Zoey trailing behind, curious about everything she is seeing. She wanted to know what the building's primary purpose was besides holding prisoners.
Damon sticks his finger on a blue scanner before the elevator doors swing open. It must be pretty crucial for them to have such high security for the place. The high security reminded her of T.E.R.A. It seemed T.E.R.A wasn't the only one who had something to protect.
He hits the button for the underground level. There was something eerie about the cold feel the building brought her. The doors swung open once again to show a walkway that held about ten cells in a row on each side. Each cell was separated by a concrete wall and had a tungsten door about a foot thick. Whoever was being put in these cells was not getting out without their say so.
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Paranormal"He's dead Zoey. Let it go." Zoey Cross had found the love of her life in Cole Frasier but becuase he was a werewolf and he'd planned on marrying Zoey, her father made sure that it was never to happen. He ordered Cole's execution, an easy enough tas...
