Lacking Humanity|Half Crescent

Chapter Thirty-Four (Rewritten)

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Sage, having been treated rushly by Lilith, was still groggy in terms of trying to focus on what had happened. Lilith claimed that they were in a jailhouse. A jailhouse that hadn't been on the tour when Alanna and Andy had introduced everyone to the Oak Wood pack.

After the small bit of treatment that the Witch had managed, Sage was feeling better but not fully conscious enough to understand the rushed words from the Wiccan Healer.
The female began to chant a small spell to keep the heat inside—Given that Sage herself hadn't been wearing anything warm.

"W-what?"
"That bitch says she found...Goddess, I don't know the wolf term for it—But it's what you take when you don't want a pup or to never become pregnant again." Lilith's explanation had caused Sage's eyes to go wide with panic, but bless the witch who had eased her worries and returned the blanket back over her Mistress.

"It's alright, it wasn't enough—And the treatment plan for it is meant to be violent. No one was scarred. That's important, but we need to be careful...That female—" Sage's growl silenced Lilith, as she didn't want to hear about what Lucy had managed to do in the time of a single morning.

Shifting such blame and pinning an arrest?
Sage could hardly wrap her head around the madness. Truly, what was the point of this?

Was it a test?
A continuous test to see if she deserved to return back home?

Had she upset the Goddess in some way?
Had it been for the fact that she had ignored Andy during her Heat?

Possibilities swirled around so quickly that she wasn't able to listen to Lilith's theories or see her be replaced by Andy—Who slid down the side of the barred door.

"I hate this...I'm so sorry, sweetheart—We're trying to figure out what happened. But I think...I think I've got it figured out. You have to say that we're expecting a pup, alright? You wouldn't have the means if you were pregnant, too. That shit is so dangerous to even be near a pregnant she-wolf, right?" Andy had been rushing through his plan in a whisper as it nearly took all her strength to listen to what he was trying to say.

"L-Lucy..."
"Yeah, yeah, hun, I saw—She said she found it in our room." Sage's cough had echoed through the small cell and she groaned. 

"When I feel better, I am breaking out. I don't care, Andy. I can't be in cage...Not again." It was cruel, but at the moment Sage was far too tired to promise much more than that.

"There's a blizzard coming. We can't leave—We're not leaving." Andy demanded, yet Sage's eyes pinned open to look at him. He was still leaning against the wall, his head tilted to meet her, but not directly facing her.

Damn him, damn him to— "And I'm not safe here. We're not safe here."

"Sage—"
"It hurts...Shh." She wanted to rest, and having only drank so little but spitting out the rest had hopefully saved her from just what the blend was created for.

"We need to be smart about this, not run away from the problems that come at us."
"And I can't have tea at breakfast because someone wants to kill me. There is no pup, and I don't even talk to Lucy long...I warn you, and you do not listen...Why should I listen to you?" Andy's sigh had been long, knowing full well that Sage's voice was teetering on the end of her exhaustion, but realistically, what more could he do?

Severin and Elena were already doing all they could to try and rectify the situation, as were the witches—In the infirmary, that is.

At least Lucy and Kendra hadn't been too bright when it came to the dosage for a whole kettle, as Lilith had claimed.

"You made me a promise, sweetheart. And I made one to you too. You're my female until I see proof that your male is alive." The room, if possible, had grown colder as the words bounced around in Sage's head, and thus, her eyes began to shift to a cold and dark stare as the hallway light began to flicker.