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His eyes suddenly thrust open. Tyler Lockwood was shirtless but he was wrapped up in bandages over his shoulder. He started to jump out of the bed but was stopped by the firm hand of his werewolf mentor Thomas. The older wolf spoke in calming words to him. “Take it easy there Hoss. You’ve been through quite an ordeal.”

Tyler closed his eyes tightly trying to recall what had happened. He could remember that he was going to leave the Wolf safe zone to go look for Hayley, but had gotten stopped. Hope had come out of the house to follow him. He was not very happy about it when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. “Someone tried to kill me!” He declared. He tried to peel off the bandages, but Thomas gave his hand an extra squeeze. “What the hell Thomas? What are you not telling me?”

The old werewolf shaman who had been originally from the Smoky Mountains looked at the young man who was a surrogate son to him. “You were hit with a wolfsbane crossbow. You should have died, but Hayley’s daughter saved you.” He had not seen any wolf with that gift of healing ever. He gently nudged Tyler back into the bed. “It’s been three days since this all went down. So you need to take it easy!” He insisted.

“Three DAYS?” Tyler was incredulous. “Where is Hope now?” He knew the truth about Hope. He was the only one that Hayley had trusted with the truth of Hope’s father. Tyler had sworn to keep the secret at the cost of his life. He was starting to sweat. He’d been down for three days. Hayley had been missing the last he knew. “Is Hayley back? Come on! You’ve got to tell me what’s going on Thomas!” Tyler felt his head start to swim with the worst case of vertigo he’d ever experienced.

“I will, but in due time. YOU need to stay in bed. You’re in no shape to get out there and run around any time soon. I keep cleaning your wound and packing on healing herbs. They need time to work. Hope’s magic cleared the wolfsbane from your body, but you had substantial damage to your muscles. You need the chance to heal right, okay? Don’t fight me on this Tyler. You can’t even sit up straight right now.” Thomas didn’t want to tell Tyler that the siblings of Klaus Mikaelson had seen him in his injured condition. If word got back to Klaus that Tyler was with the Wolves in the Bayou and he was injured, this wasn’t going to end up well. He had no clue that Klaus was actually missing. That word had not reached him or any of the wolves hiding in the Bayou from the edict that had sent them all there in the first place.

Tyler laid back against his pillow and closed his eyes trying to will the world to stop spinning the way it did. He drank in a slow breath through flared nostrils. “Okay, you win. I’ll stay right here.” He knew by the brief moment he’d opened his eyes that he was in the cabin that had been given to him when he took his place in the Bayou to try and help build the Sanctuary for the Wolves. “Are you going to let Hope at least know I am awake? I really would like to see my niece, Thomas. I need to thank her for saving my life.” He hated being incapacitated like this. Tyler was one who was more of a hands on type of guy when it came to anything, especially when Klaus was involved.

“I’ll make sure she knows.” Thomas told him. “Are you hungry? I’m sure you’re hungry. You’ve not eaten in three days.” He knew that Tyler was a meat and potatoes type guy, but he was going to have to take it easy to get back up to his full operating capacity again. “I can get you some soup and maybe a beer if you’re lucky.” He was trying to make Tyler smile even though this situation wasn’t exactly the best that could have happened.

“Soup and Beer? REALLY Thomas?” Tyler teased slowly, opening his eyes. “If you can make it one cheeseburger and a beer, I’ll be happier.” He stayed in bed just like he was told with a shy smile.

Thomas laughed at Tyler shaking his head. “Stay in the bed and I’ll meet you halfway alright?” He left the younger wolf in his bed heading toward the kitchen to make sure that Tyler would get some food.

Tyler lay there in the bed. He was feeling helpless. What was happening? Where was everyone? He felt like he’d failed everyone at this point.


 

Tyler Lockwood/Cerberus