Departure ↠ Argent [3]

04. Shifting Tides

It took a little bit of time to find the twins, who Lydia was still in contact with, and to get them to tell us where Jade was, but we got the information. I'm not sure what convinced them to actually tell us, but something on their faces told me that part of it was because she was my best friend. Well, I guess she used to be.

The twins told us to try the apartment building they were staying at, but she wasn't there. The next place they suggested was the cliff outside of town, which was where we were now. By we I meant Allison and I, but she only came because she insisted. She didn't want me going alone.

When we parked the car, I knew that she had to be here. I just had that type of feeling that she was. My only worry was that she wouldn't do it, or that she didn't know how to do it, but I held onto that little sliver of hope that she would say yes.

I barely got to take in the scenery over the cliff when I turned the corner and saw Jade sitting there on a rock, not bothering to look back at us, even though she knew we were here. "Surprised to see you two here."

"Why here?" I ask as I walk first, Allison trailing behind me. Her hand brushed across mine to hold, but I didn't take it. I would have, but I knew that it would make Jade angry, and we needed her on our side right now. "Why a cliff out in the middle of the woods?"

I was standing to the side of her now, able to see her hazel irises gazing out upon the town that changed us both. "I'm not really sure. It's peaceful up here, I mean. Plus I can think up here."

"This used to be your favorite place," I state, knowing that that was why she was up here. This was the place we were heading to the night I drove off the bridge. This was our spot.

Her eyes turn away then as they look up at me, delicate yet filled with passion. "You remember that?"

"Of course I remember that," I say simply as I sit down next to her on the rock, catching a glimpse out of the corner of my eye that Allison was kind of keeping her distance. She knew why I was handling this like I was, so that's why she was so quiet. "This was where we were going when we..."

"What are you doing here?" she asks then, getting to the point. Her eyes caught Allison for a moment before they turned away, back towards Beacon Hills.

I glance back at Allison. "We're here to ask you for a favor."

"Like what?" she says, her soft tone fading away fast, and I wasn't sure exactly why. "I probably won't be much help anyways."

"You're the only alpha we know that can shift and that we trust," I say, not sure about the last part. I didn't fully trust her like I used to, but she was the closest thing we had to getting help. "There's this girl that hasn't been a girl for eight years now, and we need you to roar."

Jade looks back at me then, her eyes showing something I couldn't see past. "You want me to get her to shift back? You really think that's going to work?"

"It has to," Allison pipes in then, her voice coming out almost at a whisper. Jade heard her though, so that was all that mattered.

She looks back at me. "What about Scott? He's an alpha now."

"He can't shift," I state simply. "Sacrificing ourselves changed him. He's unstable right now."

A breeze blows through her hair then, reminding me of how her hair always smelled like vanilla. "What's her name?"

"Malia Tate," I say, remembering the photo that Stiles had shown me. "Her family had gotten into a car wreck eight years ago and they only found two bodies. It wasn't until earlier this week we figured out that she was a were-coyote."