Little Lockwood

1.15: Threats

"I am so over this crap." Linkin groaned letting his head flop onto his table.

"We'll thats what happens when you go up against a Bennett." Shiela told him as she poured water from the kettle into two mugs.

"You don't have to smile when you say that." The teenager groaned through the table.

Shiela walked over to the table an placing a cup infront of him an took a seat.

Link rose his head from the cocoon he made with his arms and reached for his tea before slowly sipping the concoction. His headache fading with each sip. "How long was I out?"

"A week." Shiela said nonchalant.

"What?! Awe.." He groaned grabbing his head. "How the hell am I even alive?"

"Whatever magic you had in your body kept you sustained while I kept you fed and clean." She told him.

"Please tell me you didn't give me a birdbath."

The woman gave him a look.

"God that's embarrassing." He winned.

"I bairly remeber what happened. There was Bonnie who was possesed by Emily an almost got her killed. Dick move on her part."

"Watch your language." Shiela scolded.

"She was willing to let Bonn get killed just so she could destroy her stupid necklace. Shards of her crystal had shot into my already scared face."
"You know I am the one who pulled them out."

"An then she puts me in a magical comma overloading my body with Bennett magic, burning my hands. The last thing I really remeber is behing in a field of fire."

"Stefan was the one who brought you here. He said he found you in a clearing, surrounded by burnt tress and ashen ground."

"Oh my god. I had to help Jeremy with his history project!" Linkin realised.

"Really. That's what your worried about." Sheila deadpaned.

"I promised I'ed help him." He sighed. "It would've been due today."

Shiela couldn't help the scoff of amusement as she smiled.

...

There was a knock on the front door and Shiela went an opened the door seeing something that made her mood immediately sour.

"Hello Shiela."

"You can call me Professor Bennett." The woman remarked dryly.

"Ah, but is occult really a proper profession to teach." The man said smugly.

"What are you doing on my porch." Shiela stated distastefully.

"I heard from the Gilbert girl that you have my son. He's been missing the past few days. As a fellow parent, surely you could understand my concern." Mayor Lockwood said attempting and failing to put on a charming smile.

"You and I have very different ideas on parenting." Shiela scoffed in the mans face.

"Look." Mayor Lockwood said stiffly, dropping his smile. "You seem to not be hearing me. I want my son and if he isn't here in the next few seconds, I'll make a call to Bill-".

"I'm sorry to interupt whatever bland and dimwitted threat your going to spit out." She said as a smirk grew on her face. "But Linkin is home with people who actually care for him."

"Grams."

Richard Lockwood looked over Sheila's shoulder as the woman turned to see Linkin standing there.