Soulmate Of A True Alpha
Scene 28

The day after

I’m lying between my brother and Stiles. The three of us are completely exhausted from the week we’ve had.

Stiles: Oh, I forgot, I took this.

He takes a tape out of his pocket

Me: What’s it about?

Stiles: Brunskie recorded Lorraine before he killed her. There might be something important on it.

Me: That means one of us is going to have to go and get the tape recorder from Mum’s room.

The three of us look at the tape and sigh.

Scott Stiles and I at the same time: Not me!

We all glare at each other

Stiles: I agreed to inject Hannah with morphine!

Scott: Maybe, but I’m the one who did it the most that night!

Me: And I let the two idiots who are my boyfriend and brother inject me with morphine!

The boys argue about who’s going to get the recorder and I sigh. I make the recorder appear on the coffee table and put the cassette in it. The boys are still arguing without realising that they don’t need to get the recorder any more. I sigh

Me: The boys are.

Stiles: You’re an Alfa McCall, you’re good to go!

Me: Actually.

Scott: Well, the Alfa gets the day off!

I whistle and he turns to me. I point to the tape recorder.

Stiles and Scott: Hannah, I love you! You’re the best!

They both give me a k**s on the cheek and I laugh. I take the recorder away and we listen.

Several listens later

Scott: I hear something behind Lorraine. I start the recorder again and turn the sound up.

I do it and we listen. We say the…

Scott: It’s the record player!

Stiles: The one at the lake house?

Scott: Yes.

The three of us get up at the couch run and get in the Jeep. Stiles tries to start it but it doesn’t work.

Me: Oh well! We’re going my way!

Scott: Your what?

I grab their arms and teleport us into the lake house office. I practiced a lot yesterday with Deaton to master my teleportation and telekinesis. Scott starts the record player and the three of us sit in front of it to find out what’s so important about it.

20 minutes later

Stiles: Well, it’s no use! Only Lydia or Meredith can hear that! We can’t!

He gets up and turns off the record player. Scott gets up, too, but… I can still hear him.

Me. Guys? I can still hear the record player.

Stiles: What? I turned it off.

Scott: It must be something else…

Stiles looks back and there’s a cable running through the wall. He starts tearing out the wall and Scott and I go to help him. There’s three big machines with coils spinning inside.

Scott: Is that the blacklist?

Me: Let’s stop her first!

I was going to punch it in but Stiles stopped me.

Stiles: I don’t think punching in there is going to help. There must be a button or…

Scott: A key

We’re looking at it. On top of the middle machine, there’s a slot for a key.

Me: We should call Lydia.

A few minutes later

Lydia: Show me the screen.

Stiles: There’s no screen, Lydia! It’s got cables and coils, but no screen.

He moves the phone around to show her

Lydia: Wait, show me the floor

Stiles does it.

Lydia: Where’s the stain? There should be a wine stain on the floor. I gave the $500 to Brunskie to clean it up.

Scott: What does a stain have to do with the blacklist?

Me: Wine can’t evaporate, so…

Lydia: Maybe wine isn’t wine. If the ashes weren’t ashes and the desk wasn’t a desk… Find the bottle! It’s a 1982 cote du Rhome!

The two boys race off to find the bottle and I look at Lydia through the screen.

Me: You look exhausted

Lydia: Meredith’s not really talking…

Me: Is the investigation going well at least?

Lydia: It’s… Complicated

Scott and Stiles come back with the bottle.

Lydia: I have to go. Text me when you hear something.

Me: No problem, good luck with Meredith!

She smiles gently at me and I close my phone.

Stiles: There’s something in the bottle… You need a corkscrew or…

Scott picks up the bottle and throws it on the floor.

Stiles: Or an alfa

I smile and we look through the debris. There’s a small key. I take it and go to the machines.

Me: What if it doesn’t work?

Scott: Try it and find out.

I nod and insert the key into the slot. I turn the key and the reel stops automatically. I turn to the boys with a smile on my face.

Me: Is it over?

Scott receives a message. He reads it and shows it to us, smiling.

[Christ: All the contracts have been stopped, well done!]

I shout with joy and take them both in my arms. The blacklist is over! No more hitmen or benefactors! It’s all over! I turn to Stiles and smile. He smiles back and we k**s. I put my hands in his hair and he put his hands on my back and we lay there breathless.

Stiles: I love you, Hannah.

I smile even more. It’s the first time he’s ever said it to me.

Me: I love you too, Stiles.

And it’s true. From the beginning to the end. I do love him.