Heal You (Part II)

Demons

Emma
"We've got to go!" Dean's voice rung in my ears. "The police are coming, Emma, let's go" Dean grabbed my shoulders, trying to pull me away. 

"No! I can't go without Stiles!" I shouted back, gripping onto his shirt as I tried to shake him awake. "I can't loose him! I can't loose him too!" I cried, sobbing as I laid on his chest. Dean shouted something to someone, people moving chaotically around me but it was all too much for me. 

"We'll take him to our house Emma. You have to go with Scott now" Kira laid a gentle hand on my shoulder, sniffles coming from me. "It's okay, we'll take good care of him" Kira promised, my eyes tearing away from his cold face to meet her warm, friendly eyes. I liked Kira, now more than ever. 

I nodded, sniffling as for a moment I released his shirt. "C'mon" Dean grabbed my arms, lifting me to my feet as he knew I was too weak to do it. He lifted me into his arms, carrying me away. I watched as Kira and her mother kneeled over him, assessing his injuries. I broke into more tears, pressing my face into Dean's chest. "It's okay Emma. It'll be okay" 

+

We sat at the police station, Scott, Isaac Lydia and I, waiting to be called. I stared down at my hands which trembled, the skin still tinted red with her blood. I looked away, clenching my eyes shut as another tear streamed down my cheek. 

Lydia reached out, laying a gentle hand on mine. I looked up to her, watching as a tear streamed down her cheek. I sniffled, leaning against her shoulder as my heart felt so heavy. "Emma Wails" the voice called, my eyes looking up. I rose to my feet, staring down at my knees which trembled beneath me. "Right this way" Deputy Parrish rested a hand on my back, ushering me into the room. I looked back at Scott who nodded softly, another tear slipping down my cheek. 

"Emma, please, sit" Parrish gestured to the couch. I nodded, collapsing down as I was glad I didn't have to depend on my wobbly knees for support. Sheriff sat on the couch next to me, resting a hand on my back. "Can you tell me in your own words what happened tonight?" he asked, a slow nod escaping me. 

"I called-I called her dad first" I trembled, not sure if I trusted my own voice. "Right after it happened, I-I called Mr. Argent-" my voice broke as the memory of pain blooming on his face struck me. "There were two men. Two of them"

"Okay, can you describe these men?" he asked, watching as I used the sleeved of my sweater to wipe some of the tears that ran down my face. 

"They-they were trying to steal the car. They wore masks and I think-I think one of them had a knife" I sputtered, recalling the exact words the Mr. Argent had told me to say. It was still a mystery to me, how he could be so calm, so logical after suffering a loss so great. 

"Can you remember anything else?" Parrish asked, looking down at his notepad. I closed my eyes, remembering the sound that ripped its way from my throat as I watched the sword go through her. "Anything else?" 

"It happened so fast" I whispered, letting my eyes fall shut as another tear ran down my cheek. "It all happened so fast" I shook my head, pressing my hands over my eyes. "I'm sorry, it just happened to fast" I cried, Sheriff pulling me into his arms as I broke down, the darkness consuming me. 

+

"Stiles and Kira said it was the nematon that kept it trapped" Scott explained to Deaton as we entered the examination room. After a few hour nap and a shower, I was feeling slightly better. I got to change out of those clothes, the ones stained with tears and blood. I traded them in for my uncle's old blue Lead Zeppelin tee shirt and a pair of my softest jeans. 

"The problem is, this isn't even a person you're fighting. It just looks like one. It's a spirit who's taken the shape of a human" Deaton explained as I crossed my arms over my chest.