can a good girl be a hero

mid night

We all sat around pathetically, clasping our cups of calming tea. I just starred down blankly into mine. The worry had driven me paralyzed. I had never felt so powerless. That includes when Brison went traveling to the other packs looking for help when the demons were attacking.

This was my baby. Some stranger had her and only god knows the sick things they could be doing to her or my baby could actually be dead. I could not stick this worry. It was killing me.

As time ticked on, Pat suggested we all go to bed. Having nothing else to do, I simply agreed. Standing up slowly, I placed my cup on the coffee table and made my way upstairs to our guest room.

We had left clothes here for when we visit as it is easiest. We got changed and went to bed. I lay down on the bed and Brison lay with me. He pulled me in and put his arms around me protectivly.

"We're gonna get her back. Her Daddy will go to the worlds end for her. Don't you worry. I'll rip apart anyone who had anything to do with this," he promised.

I had nothing to say, so I just lay there in his arms. It was not long before Brison fell asleep and I was felt awake. Alone. The room seemed so empty as I looked up at the ceiling.

Just then I heard a rattling from outside the window. As the curtains were pulled I could not see what it was. I nudged Brison but it was ineffective.

"Brison," I whispered shoving him, but got no response.

I sat bolt up right when the window was pulled back, open. I could feel my heart stop. From the shadows I watched a figure creep into the room. Scared senseless, I froze.

I could make out through the shadows who it was. Red. Fully dressed and carrying an empty suitcase.

"Red?" I asked

She made her way over to the light switch and turned it own. I had to let my eyes adjust for a moment after being in the dark for so long. She then pulled the suitcase over to our wardrobe.

"Get up. We're leaving," she said.

Following her orders, I up and nudged Brison again.

"Don't bother. That tea made sure him and Arrow are out cold," she told me as she began to pack my things into the suitcase at lightning speed. She put as side something for me to wear there and then, but continued to pack.

"Why so?" I asked, as I began to get dressed.

I doubted she was a shy person and she seemed in a rush, so I didn't make a big deal about getting changed in front of her.

They're not coming with us," she told me.

"This will sound harsh, but it's the truth. I want both of those babies back, unharmed. I am of course bringing Graces parent, but it can't be Brison. If it came down to an unfortunate situation where it was your life or the babies, Brison will instinctively choose you as you are his mate, but you were not born wolf so your instincts are not as engraved as his. What I mean is, I could trust you would willingly put your and his life on the line for our daughters, as would I but, Brison would be a problem as he would constantly be trying to save you and it could even cost the babies lives. Everyone knows that's how a born werewolf works, so they would use you against him. Now there is nothing wrong with Brison trying to save you, but you are  a mother now and you must be willing to give up your life for your daughter. It's unfortunate that because of the whole wolf thing Brison is a mate before a father," she told me.

"I understand. But what about Arrow?"

"Someone needs to stay here and stop Brison fron tearing the place apart, when he realizes your gone. Pat put a spell on the mountain so he can't leave," she said.

"Why don't you get Arrow to go with you? Like last time," I asked her.

"As Grace's parent's you have a right to be included, but Brison would be a problem. As for Arrow not coming, I work best with one other person, the less the better. I will represent Ruby's parents and you will represent Grace's. As I said, her parents have a right to be involved in her well being. You are the better option," she told me as she finished packing

"Say your goodbyes. This could be the last time you see him. There's a note pad and pen in that dresser. Please be quick. We're on a strict schedule," she told me.

She walked back over to the window and jumped out taking the suitcase with her.

I found the note pad and pen and sat down at a desk as I began to quickly write what could be my goodbyes.

"Dear Brison,

I know your probably freaking our right now, but I need you to keep it together. Our daughter needs us right now and this really is the best course of action. You promised you would go to the end of the world for her, well I just need you to stay where you are and not cause trouble. I will try my best to come home with Grace, but if I don't I have a few things I would like to say. The day we were paired together for that project was the day my life began. I love you in ways I never knew existed and having your daughter has made me the happiest woman on earth. I have become stronger and wiser because of you and all though our time together has not been the easiest, I would not change a moment of it as I had you. I love you more than life itself and I'm doing this because I love you and our daughter. I'll always be thinking of the both of you and try my very best.

All my love
Your Doll.

I had tried very hard to hold back the tears but they came anyway. I wiped them away and stood up. I felt the note on the locker beside Brison. I gave him a peak on the lips, not wanted to ever leave him. I caressed his face one more time and forced myself to walk away. You have to do this. For Grace.

As I stood at the window, I looked back at him one more time. I wanted to remember everything incase this was the last time I saw him. I turned around and without thinking to much about it, I through myself from the window.

I landed on my feet without a scratch. Being a werewolf had its perks. Red was standing there with several other suitcases as well as my own. I took two and she took the rest, lifting them like they weighed nothing. We made our way around the hostile to the front. Pat and Paris stood at the front door in dressing gowns. Red sat down the suitcases in front of the porch and walked up to them. Paris pulled her into a big hug and Pat held out her arms to me. I also dropped the suitcases and went up. She hugged my tightly and it did comfort me. Then she let go and Paris hugged me and Pat hugged Red. When we stood back they looked pitifully at us.

"We'll be thinking of you," Pat said.

"Best of luck women," Paris told us.

"We'll take care of everything here, you just get those girls and come home safely," Pat said.

"Thank you for everything," Red said.

"Not at all. Do your best," called Paris, as we made our way back down the steps.

We picked up the suitcases and walked down the drive way. Just as we got to a bed in the road, where they were out of sight, both Red and I glanced once more over our shoulders. Pat and Paris gave one last wave, before they were out of our sight. It was at that moment I knew that this was really happening. Red and I were alone and there was no going back.