Awaken

He's Back

'               Lydia sat in her bed, looking through her scrapbook, smiling at all her childhood pictures. Then, she got to her middle school pictures and found some of her and Jackson, when they first met. It is crazy how in love she was with Jackson; she always thought it was his eyes that caught her attention, his crazy blue eyes. The rest of the book was of her and him, and she frowned because she truly did miss him. Just then Lydia’s mom walked in with the phone pulled to her chest with a wide smile.

                “What’s wrong mom?” Lydia asked. Her mom smiled even wider.

                “Jackson calling, he heard about the accident and wants to check up on you.” Lydia’s mom said as Lydia’s mouth fell open. She hasn’t talked to Jackson since he left for London. Ms. Martin handed Lydia the phone and left the room.

                “Jackson?” Lydia asked astonished.

                “Lydia,” Jackson sighed of relief on the other end of the phone. “Are you okay?” Lydia giggled and sighed.

                “I’m fine, just a little banged up, it was nothing major.”

                “That’s great. I had a vision while I was having coffee, all I heard was you scream and I knew something was wrong so I called in to make sure you were fine.”

                “Coffee, hum, I always thought you would get used to tea over there.” Lydia giggled. “How is London treating you?” Lydia asked.

                “I wouldn’t know, I haven’t been there in a while.” Jackson said. Lydia’s eyebrow shot up in confusion.

                “What do you mean? What happened?” Lydia asked. Then, Lydia heard footsteps heading towards her room, Stiles and Scott, Lydia thought. “Jackson, are you there?” Lydia asked. A knock on her door, “Come in.” Lydia said. Just as she looked up she saw those eyes. Those ocean blue eyes that she had grown to love and that flashy smile that has always made her heart beat fast. “Jackson!” Lydia shrieked as she threw her blankets off her legs and stood, falling back into her bed because she was too weak. Jackson made his to her and helped her up, pulling her into a tight hug. Lydia eyes were stinging with tears and she held on to Jackson for dear life.

                “So you have missed me?” Jackson smirked. Lydia pulled away and smacked his arm, making Jackson smile more and grab his arm.

                “Of course I missed you. I…” And then Scott and Stiles were at the doorway staring. Jackson turned around and his smile faded.

                “Jackson, hey,” Scott said. “We didn’t know you were back in town. “

                “Yeah, I just arrived. Came here to see Lydia and make sure she was okay.” Jackson said. Then it was silent, no one saying anything.

                “Allison is stuck and is alone and scared.” Lydia said trying to break the silence. And that caught everyone’s attention, making them whip their heads towards her. Scott stepped towards her, grabbing her by the shoulders staring into her eyes making her squirm little.

                “What do you mean? What did she tell you?” Scott asked. Jackson came up and pushed Scotts hand away from Lydia and stood in front of her, glaring at him. Lydia grabbed Jackson by the shoulder and looked around him right at Stiles who were still just standing there in shock from seeing Jackson. But as she stared into his calming brown eyes, she felt like there was nothing that can hurt her, she felt safe. She walked to Stiles and hugged him, making him snapback into reality and become startled. He slowly put his hands around her and held her, as she began to explain to them what she saw taking seep breathe every now and then to contain the tears from flowing.

                “That’s the last thing I heard, her screaming my name with so much fear. It was like she was afraid of being left there alone again.” Lydia said letting a tear slide out. Stiles ran his hands threw her hair ever so softly, letting her know that they were there for her, that he was there for her. Everyone has been silent letting Lydia talk, not interrupting her. Now, no one was talking because they didn’t know what to say.

                “What are you trying to say Lydia?” Jackson finally broke the silence.

                “I’m trying to say that I think we can bring back Allison…her death has to be a mistake if she hasn’t crossed over.” Lydia said cautiously. “I know it sounds really stupid, but I can’t help but think we could get her back. I know it’s a long shot, and I might just be wrong, but we need to research this. I need her back.”

                “How do you plan to save her? She’s dead. Bringing someone back to life isn’t something we do, we save lives, not bring them back.” Stiles said very quietly. Lydia had moved away from Stiles and faced Jackson when he spoke, now she whipped around to Stiles.

                “Gee Stiles, I don’t know how I’m going to bring her back to life, but I’ll find a way, Lydia snapped. “Even if it means we have to bring in…Peter.” Lydia dragged out. Everyone turned at her in shock.

                “There is no way in hell that’s going to happen, no.” Stiles said.

                “Stiles is right, there is no way that is happening.” Jackson said as well, Scott nodded in agreement. Lydia just shook her head and looked at the floor.

                “Fine, but I’m going to figure something out, and once I do I want everyone help. But, I don’t need it. So are you in or are you out?” Lydia asked.

                “You can always count on me.” Jackson said.

                “Me too,” Stiles said. Lydia looked over at Scott, waiting for a reply.

                “Fine, count me in.” Scott said after a few minutes.

                Lydia sat on her bed with Jackson after Scott and Stiles left. She sighed and picked up her laptop, going to google. She put her hand on the keyboard but froze. She had no idea what to do, or where to start. Jackson looked over her shoulder and looked at her. 

                “What’s wrong?” He asked.       

                “I don’t know what to look up. I don’t know where to start.” She said looking straight ahead. Jackson reached over and shut the screen.

                “I think you need to sleep,” Jackson said pushing her down and pulling the bed sheets over her, “You can start tomorrow. Just rest up, trust me.” Lydia just nodded and Jackson set up on the floor and lay down. “Goodnight Lydia.” Jackson said. 

                “Goodnight,” Lydia whispered and closed her eyes.