[Complicated with alphas and a darach and sacrifices apparently. What time would there be to avenge Boyd?
Erica lets Isaac draw her back in, rests her head on his shoulder and wraps her arms behind him because he's there and solid and they're both alive. It's something small, but it's better than nothing. Trembling against him, she doesn't have anything to say. Erica lets him rub his back, closes her eyes and tries to steady her breathing. She's trying to reconcile what he's said, everything that she's heard with her sense of reality but she hasn't experienced and so it sounds just so completely wrong. It's easier to roll with being on a giant turtle than anything she's heard of the future.
Maybe Stiles was right. Maybe no good could come of knowing.]
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Erica lets Isaac draw her back in, rests her head on his shoulder and wraps her arms behind him because he's there and solid and they're both alive. It's something small, but it's better than nothing. Trembling against him, she doesn't have anything to say. Erica lets him rub his back, closes her eyes and tries to steady her breathing. She's trying to reconcile what he's said, everything that she's heard with her sense of reality but she hasn't experienced and so it sounds just so completely wrong. It's easier to roll with being on a giant turtle than anything she's heard of the future.
Maybe Stiles was right. Maybe no good could come of knowing.]