Familiar Stranger

Chapter 10

It had taken some sweet talking, some begging, tears, and a lot of effort on Eva's part to get Scott to let her go and attempt to find Isaac, not that she would have begged much longer, she was about ready to attempt to muscle her way past him when Stile's came up with the compromise. Instead of barreling head first out into the lion's den, attempting to find Isaac, they would try to pin point a location for the Alpha's first. Eva had agreed, even though she felt as if they were wasting time, she knew, though, that she couldn't have saved Isaac on her own. The force they were up against was stronger than anything she could have possibly overcome on her own.

The first full night that Eva had to endure without Isaac, she had to be watched around the clock. It wasn't that she couldn't be trusted to keep her word, well, actually it was. She had promised not to take off after Isaac until they had an idea of where he was, but as the full moon approached and they still had no word from him, she found herself growing more and more on edge. She yearned for him, to have him back at her side, to be in his arms again, to know that he was alright and that he was going to be alright for a very long time. Since he had left the two very bright colors of her eyes hadn't stopped the slow swirling, the two colors weaving in and out of each other, slow enough that she could have easily hidden it if needed, but swirling enough for those who were allowed to look long enough to notice.

She felt as if it was the cause of her anxiety, her lack of sleep, the inability to relax without Isaac safe and sound at her side. Then, it happened, the first sign that the swirling had a lot more to do with Isaac than she had even imagined. She saw something, a glimpse of something as if she was looking through the eyes of someone else, it was a building, large and slightly decrepit. Through another's eyes she watched as they walked up the stairs, slowly, quietly, as to not alert anyone of their presence. It was a moment later, when the top of the stairs were reached and a face came to appear in a mirror before her, that she saw Isaac's face and realized that she was looking through his eyes.

"He's alright, he's still alive, but he's found something." All three pairs of eyes moved to lock on the beautiful face of the girl who had sat upon the couch in the living room of the apartment she had been locked in for the past few days. Each set of those eyes belonged to an equally confused face, they all knew, now, of what Eva saw, what she knew from her dreams, but each of them also knew that she hadn't been sleeping either.

"What? How do you know?" Scott asked.

"I just do, I saw him. Or well, I saw what he was seeing." Eva explained, her eyes locking on his, the past week had been so full of revelations for her, she wasn't shocked that she was finding out she could see through the eyes of Isaac. For a moment she hadn't believed she had really seen through his eyes, but something inside of her, deep inside of her, said she was right. She was seeing what he was seeing, as if she was inside of him. Looking through those beautiful eyes of his.

It was hardly a moment after she had spoken that Eva was gasping out in pain, she doubled over, clutching her sides tightly, if it weren't for the quick reaction of Derek, beside her in an instant, she would have toppled over. Almost as quickly as it came, the pain was gone, she was able to catch her breath again, but she stayed still as she was, letting Derek support her weight. Once again, as quickly as the pain had come and gone it was back again. This time, it didn't fade as quickly. She cried out, eyes flashing from the eerie dual shade as the pain over took her, she lost control of herself, fading from more human to wolf, her claws digging into Derek's shoulder. He winced, but still held onto her as she continued to howl in agony before loosing all consciousness.

Eva had been out for hours, but that didn't stop the writing and screaming that was caused by the pain rippling through her body as if something was tearing her apart from the inside out. They boys had managed to get her to Dr. Deaton, but not without the back seat of the Jeep that Stile's drove getting a little torn up. It was amazing that he could still manage to whine and complain about that in a time like that, but at that moment they all stood around Eva, perplexed as Deaton attempted to examine the girl.

"Tell me what was going on when this happened? Anything strange?" Deaton asked as he located a syringe and a bottle of some sort of medication, preparing the two as he waited for one of the three guys standing before him to speak.

"She was talking about seeing what Isaac was seeing? I don't know what she really meant by that. She was like this a second later." Derek was the one who spoke up, gesturing towards the girl who's screams had quieted for a moment, her voice sounding raw and strained by then.

As Deaton came back to stand beside Eva with the syringe in hand, he looked back up at the boys, a look upon his face that said he was deep in thought. "Hold her still for me, will you?"

Both Derek and Scott did as they were asked, even in her unaware state Eva fought against the two of them. Deaton hurried to plunge the syringe into her arm, injecting the liquid into her.

"This should calm her, at least for now. I think I know what's wrong with her, though." Deaton said. Only a moment later Eva had seemed to calm, although from the look upon her face she was obviously still in an unexplainable agony. Deaton motioned for the boys to follow him out of the room and into another where he went straight for the many books lining the wall. Extracting one, he began to flip through it.

"Would you say that Isaac and Eva are rather close? Maybe attached to each other?" Deaton asked, focusing on Derek who he knew spent the most time with the two he was asking about.

"I would say so. They've been together nearly non stop for the past week. He has a soft spot for Eva, at least that's what it seemed like to me. They talked a lot, tried to hide whatever they had from me, but it was obvious." Said Derek, with his arms crossed over his chest, eyes hard and face scrunched up as if he was trying to think too hard on what Deaton was getting at.

"Then I know what her problem is, Eva is a psychic. I could tell from the first time I met her that she was going to become one after the incident her parents tried so hard to cover up, it was the eyes that gave it away." Deaton had been the first person Eva had seen after that incident so many years ago, he was the only person her parents had trusted her enough with.

"The problem, though, is that the bite you gave her, Derek. It's advancing her abilities, making them develop much quicker than they would have before. She's not able to control them, the bond that she has with Isaac, obviously a strong one, is allowing her to tap into his mind, she was determined to find him, and she did, just not in a physical sense as she wanted to. She's found his mind. When she did that, without realizing that, she allowed the two of them to become bonded, more so than they were before, mentally, and thus physically. What Isaac is feeling now, Eva is feeling too." As if on cue, the ear-splitting screams started again, turning into howls, they were only slightly quieted by the door that separated the rooms, but it was obvious that the pain she was feeling, and also that Isaac was feeling, was intense.

"What can we do?" Scott asked, obviously deciding that he was in this until the end, determined to save the day as usual.

"Find Isaac and soon. Even a werewolf has their limits and from the sounds of it, you have until the end of tonight to find Isaac before they're both dead."