Born To Hunt (Book 1)

Figured it Out?

  I frown as I continue to scroll through information about the hotel. I had barely slept last night, and I'd been working all morning on digging into the past of the Grandma Rose lady that Dean had told me about before everything went to hell last night. I jump as Dean rushes into the room.
"Come on. Tori come on. Don't bother packing, we've gotta go or Susan is going to call the cops." Dean says as he rushes into the room. I immediately jump up, and follow him outside, rushing into the Impala.
"What the hell did you two do?" I yell as we pull away from the hotel.
"We just went and tried to talk to Grandma Rose." Dean defends. I shake my head and resist the urge to scream.
"Didn't you say yesterday that Susan freaked when you guys said that you wanted to talk to Rose?" I ask, raising an eyebrow as Dean suddenly makes a U turn. "Where are we going?" I ask as we head back towards the hotel, hoping that we're not going straight back to the place we had just run from.
"We can't just leave them there, Tori. Whatever it is that's going on is dangerous and I am not going to let an innocent person die." Sam says, his face determined. As we pull up, Sam leapt from the Impala and rushed towards Susan. He was just able to tackle her away from her car before it smashed into her. Dean rushes out of the car and towards Susan. I follow, not catching any of the conversation before we're rushing once again, this time into the hotel. The boys and Susan walk towards the bar, and I walk up the stairs searching for Tyler and Maggie.
"Tyler! Maggie!" I call out as I walk up the stairs. I peek into the playroom, raising an eyebrow at the open door in the back of the room. I reach into my pocket and pull out my knife, creeping towards the door. Behind the door was a staircase, and I walked up it as quietly as I could. I freeze when I get to the top, noticing an old woman in a wheelchair, and Tyler talking to someone who wasn't there.
"But she didn't do anything Maggie." Tyler says, and that's when everything clicks. Maggie isn't Tyler's sister, she's the spirit haunting this place. I turn to run down the stairs to tell Sam and Dean, when I feel a shove against my back. I drop my knife and tuck my head, falling down the staircase. I whack my head on the floor as I hit, and the world fades to black.
****
"Stiles, I swear I'm fine." I smile into the phone. I'd only been home from the hospital for twenty minutes, and Stiles had been on the phone with me for fifteen of those twenty minutes.
"I know, I'm just worried. If something really bad happened to you, we wouldn't be able to finish watching Star Wars. Plus I'd be stuck with only Scott." Stiles says. I laugh, ignoring the pain in my ribs, and shake my head slightly.
"Stiles, you are amazing, really thoughtful. But I need to go and sleep." I admit, stifling a yawn.
"Okay, bye." He says, sounding strangely sad. I open my mouth to ask him what's wrong, but the line kicks off and he's gone.
****
"Tori! Get up, come on Tori." I vaguely heard Dean yell. I try to get up, but the pounding in my head makes the thought of sitting up nearly makes me sick. Dean sighs and before I can object, I'm being lifted up in his arms as he runs. As he runs, I open my eyes, blinking in confusion as I realize we're outside and running towards one of the buildings on the grounds.
"What's going on?" I mumble, every word attacking my head like a knife.
"It's Tyler. Maggie's an angry spirit, as I'm sure you've figured out and we think that she wants a forever friend." Dean says, his breathing heavier than it normally would be if he was running.
"Drop me. I'm dead weight right now, once my head clears I'll help but for now just drop me and save Tyler." I order, bracing myself as I roll out of Dean's arms, not giving him a chance to argue. He pauses for a moment before he starts running faster. I take in a deep breath, ignoring the tears stinging at the corners of my eyes. Before Beacon Hills, I was strong. Ever since we came to Beacon Hills and I found friends, I had become weak. I was weak that night in the school, and I've been weak on this hunt. I ignore the voice in the back of my head, the one that says Dad would be disappointed in me, but I do stand up. I ignore the pain in my body and run towards the building that Sam, Dean and Susan had disappeared into. I ran into the building, taken aback by the smell of chlorine. I was about to call out, when I noticed Tyler, soaked, laying on the ground unmoving. Holding back a gasp, I walk towards my brothers slowly. Right as I get to them, Tyler starts to cough. I sigh in relief and lean against Sam as he stands up.
"Thank god!" Susan exclaims, hugging Tyler tightly.
"Tyler, do you see Maggie anywhere?" Sam asks, his voice gentle. Tyler looks around, her lips pursed.
"No, she's gone." Tyler reassures us before going back to hugging Susan. I smile softly at the sight.
"Are you ready to go? It's best to leave before she comes back." Sam says, and I hold myself back from yelling at him for interrupting the sweet moment.
"We just have to get Rose." Susan says.
"We'll come with, just in case." I speak up, shocking both of my brothers. They just nod, though, and we all walk back up to the hotel. I get chills as we walk back inside and head up to Rose's room. Tyler whimpers slightly, and Susan picks her up, holding her tightly.
"Don't worry honey, we're leaving in two minutes. We've just got to get grandma." Susan coos.
"I don't get it, did Maggie just stop?" Dean asks.
"Seems like it." Sam says with a shrug. We stop in the playroom, but Susan and Tyler continue up the stairs to get Rose.
"Then where did she go?" I ask. Sam opens his mouth to respond when Susan screams. We run up the stairs, and I gasp in shock. Rose was slumped in her wheelchair, undoubtedly dead.
****
"Paramedics said it was another stroke. Do you think Margaret could have had something to do with it?" Susan asks, her face vulnerable.
"We don't know." Dean says.
"But it's possible, yeah." Sam starts, frowning as Susan's face crumples slightly. "Susan, I'm sorry." Sam adds.
"You have nothing to apologize for. You've given me everything." Susan says, smiling as Tyler runs over to her. "Ready to go kiddo?"
"Yeah." Tyler says, smiling softly.
"Now Tyler, you're sure Maggie's not around anymore?" Dean asks and Tyler nods.
"I'm sure. I'd see her." Tyler assures us.
"Then whatever it was that was going on must be over." I say. Susan and Tyler climb into the taxi and Sam smiles lightly at them.
"You two take care of yourselves all right?" Sam says. Susan climbs back out and gives Sam a big hug.
"Thank you, all of you." Susan says, smiling before climbing back into the taxi. Sam shuts the door and steps back, watching as the taxi pulls away.
"I ship it." I say with a smirk.
"Yeah. You could have hooked up some MILF action there, bud. I'm serious, I think she liked you." Dean says smirking. I gag and shake my head.
"You're gross, Dean." I shake my head.
"Alright, guys. I get it." Sam shakes his head, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Feels good getting back in the saddle, doesn't it?" Dean asks with a grin as we start to walk back to the Impala.
"Yeah it does. But it doesn't change what we talked about last night Dean." Sam says, his face serious. I feel my blood run cold as the memory of our talk last night runs through my head.
"Lots of words were said last night." I say, hoping that Sam had forgotten the promise that Dean made the night before.
"You both know what I mean." Sam says, his expression cold.
"You were wasted." Dean deadpans, and I nods in agreement.
"But you weren't and you promised." Sam says. He throws himself into the car, full on brooding. I look at Dean worriedly. He shakes his head slightly, then gets in the car. I take a deep breath, before getting in the car, not at all ready for the forty hour drive home on top of Sam's newfound belief that he is evil.