𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒗𝒆

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Reyna ran into the animal clinic,

"How do I do it?"

"Do what?"

"Talking to the dead, how do I do it?"

"Reyna, I understand that-"

"How do I do it?"

"You have to understand how much this will affect you,"

"And I don't care,"

"Come in,"

They walked into the backroom as he placed a few things,

"Salt,"

He nodded,

"Salt creates a barrier so you can speak to them, the rest of it is you,"

"And how would I do it?"

"Do you have anything that belonged to her?"

She nodded as she pulled out the wolf pendant that was Kate's.

Flashback

Reyna sat on her bed, coming back from the Hale house, witnessing her father die again and finally realizing it wasn't her fault. The door creaked open as she stood up to see Allison walk in,

"Hi,"

"Hi,"

"Can I?"

She nodded as she sat back down and Allison sat next to her,

"Rey, I'm sorry, I am, honestly and truly,"

"Allison, it wasn't you, it was Kate, all those years of self hate and pity, it was because of her,"

"But I can't help and feel responsible,"

"Our family problems are our burdens until they're resolved,"

"That's why I'm giving this to you,"

She pulled out the pendant from her pocket,

"It was Kate's, and she gave it to me and I know it should be a thing I should have to remember her by but I don't want to remember her, she was a bad person, so do what you want with it, destroy it, keep it, but it's my peace offering, olive branch,"

Present

 She sat in the middle of a salt pentagram, holding the pendant in her right hand.

"Unlike spells, you don't have to say anything or chant, this is purely about your mind, focus on Allison reach into her memory,"

She closed her eyes slowly, letting memories of Allison flash through mind. Her eyes opened to a dimmed room, exact same as the animal clinic, as if a dark mist was over it. She saw Deaton outside the salt, as if he couldn't see her.

"Rey?" said a voice,

She spun around to see Allison standing there, the same clothes she was in when she died. Her throat went dry as she reached for the girl in front of her, only for her hand to pass through... like a ghost.

"I didn't think ghosts were real," she whispered,

"Neither did I,"

"Was I in pain?"

"What?"

"When I died,"

"You can't remember?"

She shook her head,

"I... I don't know, I wasn't there, but Scott says you weren't, you got stabbed and when he got to you, he tried taking your pain but there was none to take,"

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