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There's blood on her hands, in her hair, on her face, under her fingernails, and it won't go away. There's blood on the floor, staining it. They just had it polished last week.
There was blood on his face, in his mouth-
She closes her eyes and tries to stop thinking.
Matt keeps going, walking deeper and deeper into the lake, until he's not really walking anywhere, just floating.
He never learned to swim.
Isaac is dusting the cabin. If he gets it just neat enough, maybe his mom and dad and brother will come back to life, and he won't be a werewolf anymore, he'll just be an ordinary teenager.
Erica, meanwhile, has claimed her room and looks curiously at the wolf as she enters the cabin.
"Everything alright, sweet stuff? Where's Matt?"
- Juliet shakes her wolfy head and presses up against Erica and her warm and the feeling of pack.
...okay.
Human contact. Werewolf contact? She can offer hugs, and pets, and whatever else will help with...whatever problem this is. Erica has kind of always wished she had a friend like Juliet, so she can take not knowing exactly what's upsetting her. Maybe she should...get ice cream and put on a movie? That's what you do when your gal pal has a fight with her idiot boyfriend, right?
Pets and scritches for now, though.
Juliet would very much like the both of them. Even if Isaac hates her, even if he would rather it were her that were dead. Pack means something. It has to. This is everything she's ever wanted. Right? This is what she wanted. This is what Damon wanted her to have. It has to mean something.
She's not alone. They aren't.
He doesn't like that feeling, exactly, the itching in the back of his head, but she can't make him do anything unless she makes him.
When he's finished cleaning, Isaac makes to go outside.
"My ass is heading out the door. Someone needs to check on him, and you're busy."
- no. Isaac needs to stay. Her howl is loud and echoes off the walls of the cabin.
Erica feels it. She wants to run, she wants to play, she wants to join Juliet- but she can't. She'll have to wait for the full moon.
Isaac, standing near the door, jerks his head to look at Juliet and Erica. He approaches, kneeling down at Juliet's side.
He reaches out, tentatively, to pet her coat.
Juliet nuzzles both her betas. Hers. She's going to protect them and love with and show them everything she knows. Protect them with her everything.
She doesn't think of Matt and his body that floats in the lake. Because it didn't happen. He's not there. He's alive and away and they'll all see him soon.
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