Blood Moon | A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

Chapter 45

I tried to position myself on the hospital bed that I lay on. I was impatiently uncomfortable. Drake walked into the room. When I saw him healthy and strong, I smiled.

"Good morning," he said walking over to my bed and then sitting on the side with his dangling over.

"Good morning," I replied with a warm smile.

"Scott told me you were acting weird last night."

"Oh, yeah. Well, um. Just been weird that I was in a coma for 5 days."

"Right," Drake said nodding with my words, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

I flinched up from the hot tea in my hands to meet his wondering gaze.

"Well, y'know," I paused to read what seemed to be an unconvinced expression, "I'm not sure. It's just the dream I had."

"Well, I don't plan on leaving your side till you get better. So I am all ears." He humored with a laugh. I smiled and started to explain.

An hour or so later.

"...and that's when I woke up in the hospital last night," I explained thoroughly.

Drake's eyes narrowed at me confused but trusting. He scratches his head repeatedly.

"Wow, that's unsettling. So you think this is the future. Well, I mean when we go to hell tomorrow." He wondered.

"Well, yeah. I think." I say unsure with myself.

I watch as he nervously lays back on his chair and blows out through his mouth and inflating his cheeks. There's a long awkward silence as I wait for him to say something. Anything. I am the first to talk.

"Drake, there was also something else," I reveal.

"Yeah?"

"When we went to hell and entered to jail chamber. It didn't feel right. Like it wasn't real."

"What do you mean?" he questioned.

"I mean that even though it was a dream or whatever. It seemed even fake for a dream."

"What are you saying?" he wondered.

"What I am saying is that I think the pack is not in hell," I answered sure of myself.

He massages his neck roughly like he hurt that night with Reid.

I was checking out today and Drake drove me home. The car ride was quiet and the town was quiet. Peaceful almost. I felt my eyes wonder and scroll through every crack and alleyway of the town. Drake just kept his hands on the wheel and paid attention to the road. Every time I leaned over to the window, the stiff bandages around my stomach stopped me from going any further than I needed to. I when I went too far, I would start to feel the pain and lay back in my seat.

When we arrived back at my house, Scott, Chris, Ava, Noah, and Braeden were there. Drake seemed surprised to see Braeden but I was not. I had already been through this before.

"Well," Scott intents and scratches his head, "Braeden just came back from Mexico and well she can tell you the rest." Scott gestures to Braeden who leans on a coffee table with her arms crossed.

"I was in the area of La Puerta on 'business' and Noah told me about what happened. So, I decided to check the chapel out, " Noah smirks as she talks being flattered, " Maybe I could find something that you didn't. However..."

I interrupt her, "However when you entered the earthquake bunker, it was occupied. Occupied with hundreds of demons." Everyone suddenly starts staring at me uncomfortably. "What?"

"How did you..." she questions before I interrupt her once more.

"Because you've already said it to me. To us." I answer.

She forms a very unsettling confused face.

"I don't know how, but I am basically re-living this whole plan," I admit to the group people standing still and confused in front of me.

Before I can answer her, like I had already done with Drake. Drake cuts me off.

"She dreamt this whole thing, the exact thing," he shoots a smile at me, "and she thinks that they aren't in hell."

"How do you know this?" Scott questions, directing his words towards me.

"Well, when we were in hell, I saw my mother," I stop for a moment to try and remember it all, "but it wasn't her, just a way for me to contact her. She whispered something to me."

"What?" Noah asked anxiously.

"She said 'It's all a trick'. I believe she meant that being in hell was a lie and the pack was really somewhere else." I stopped to study everyone's clueless faces. But when I got to Chris. He didn't seem convinced. And to my amusement, Ava noticed and sought to speak aloud about it.

"I believe you, Allison," Ava said with a soft, calm tone, "So where do you think they really are?"

I think back to when we were in hell. How Noah, Drake, and I ran from the demons and found the jail chamber with a tapestry concealing its entryway. The tapestry.

"There was a tapestry. I knew I've seen it from somewhere." Suddenly I feel myself grab a pencil and paper of the counter and began the sketch out the symbol I found. hey, all crowded around me and watched as I drew a spiral onto the snowy white paper.

"Revenge Spiral." Scott answered and everyone then drew their attention to him, "Ennis made it at the truce meeting between the local werewolf tribe and the Argent family. Which didn't go as planned so using his claws drew the sign of revenge."

"Where is that symbol?" Ava questioned.

"At the distillery," Chris answered as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed broodingly.

"Okay, tonight we will go there and hopefully we will find something that can help us find the pack and Allison." I turn around from staring at the spiral, "Are you sure there not in hell?"

"Positive," I answer smoothly.

And in an instant, everyone starts to starts to spew out of the house and home. But they'll come back. They'll come back sunset when we go to the distillery. To hopefully find a clue to where the rest of our pack is."