Can't Hide Forever[Cora/Hale Pack]

[Moira Rose Collins]

Moira charged out of the woods and across the empty road, gasping as she almost tripped on her shoelaces.The left side of her face was smeared with blood, and her chest was pounding. Steadying herself, she bolted for the first house she saw, but instead of running up to the front door, she sprinted to the back. There was no time to knock on the door and wait to see if someone was home, especially since there was no car in the driveway.
Moira snatched up what looked like a crusty old brick, smashed the back window, then climbed in quickly. She cringed as the broken glass scratched up her arms and shaking hands. She tried to land softly, but it was hard to do so in a hurry. Moira looked around warily...She needed somewhere to hide.

She made sure the coast was clear, then continued into the other room and down a hallway. She found a small walk in closet, and proceeded to hide inside. It was extremely small, but she squeezed in, and held onto the lone broom that occupied the closet. It wasn’t the best weapon, but it was all she had. She tried to control her unsteady breathing. He wouldn't follow her in...would he?

Moira shuddered as she remembered his dark, hungry eyes. Taking a leaf out of Mollie’s book and getting a gun permit and a gun was starting to seem more and more like common sense rather than mild paranoia. She should have thought about it after meeting Mollie that night in the woods, but though she had heard of all the creatures from her aunt, she hadn’t realized just how dangerous they were until now. She didn’t want to hurt anyone, but today had been way too close. Then again, if she'd only followed her instincts instead of her heart, she wouldn't even be here.

Soon Moira couldn’t tell if it had been minutes, or if she’d been here for hours. She was hungry, weak, and her legs ached from sitting down. Casting that spell to slow down the boy had taken a toll on her, so much that now she couldn’t even use what little focus she had left to heal all her cuts and scratches. She had no clue what to do next. Her first plan had been to search the house for a phone to call her aunt for help, but it was a terrible plan if she wanted that boy to come out of this situation alive. Moira shifted uncomfortably. He would’t still be outside now, would he? It was more likely he had wandered back into the woods to find some other, easier prey, right?

...Alright. So she would get out of this confined space, look out of the window(all the while avoiding anyone who lived here), and if he wasn’t there, she’d find her way back to her car and drive home. If he was there, though…well, she’d think of something. It wasn’t the most thought out plan, but she had to do something. She couldn’t hide forever.

Moira stood up, cringing as she did so. Broom still in hand, she slowly twisted the door handle and stepped out into the hall. She listened carefully for anyone in the house. With no one in sight, she crept into the kitchen, where she swapped her broom for a sharp knife, crossing her fingers that she wouldn’t have to use it. She peeked out of the window carefully. There was no sign of him out back, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t there.

Quietly as she could manage, Moira began sneaking to the other room to get a better view, when her eyes landed upon a jar of cookies. Her stomach rumbled. They were chocolate chip too, and Moira found herself reaching for the jar. 'No no no, focus!' Part of her mind argued, but she ignored it, pulling out a cookie and chomping it down. It tasted downright amazing, though most things did when one was extremely hungry. Besides, no one would notice if a few cookies went missing.

There was a shuffling noise at the front door, then it opened. Moira froze, her hand reaching for another cookie. All the movement at the door stopped too. 
Without a second thought, Moira jumped into action and flew towards the back door, but someone had beat her to it. A girl stood in her way, her dark brown hair long and her eyes fierce. Moira backed away from her nervously. How had she got there so fast?! She turned around to run in the opposite direction, only to find the girl now blocking her path from that direction."Uh, hi?" She said with a weak smile. The girl stared at her. Moira gulped.
This was not good.

Tag:@corabear|| Word Count: [801]
Notes: Anyone from Hale pack, feel free to jump in

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Cora had just got home from the grocery store getting a few things since all the hungry boys in the house ate most of the good food they had in the house. She enjoyed going to the store anyways so it was a fun thing for her to get out of the house. When she set everything down she heard someone running to the back door and she quickly ran to the back door blocking them and when they tried to go the other way she blocked them again.

When she noticed it was a girl or woman that looked like she had been running for a long time and she didn't look very well at all. When she said hi she crossed her arms then looked at the door seeing glass all over the floor and a big hole in the doorway and she sighed. "Let me guess, you're running from god knows what and you decided that my brothers house would be the perfect place to hide right?" she asked and pulled the girl to the bathroom upstairs and pushed her inside "Get cleaned up fast before my brother gets home, I'll give you some fresh clothes and send you on your way" she said and then went to her room grabbing clothes for the girl and she also got her some food and a drink and she set it on the counter and put the clothes beside the other things. "you really need to hurry up, because I don't think you want to deal with something worse than the thing your running from" she said then shut the door and stood outside listening for her brother.

Her brother wasn't that bad of a person but if he found out someone broke into their house, breaking one of the pieces of glass on the door and put his sister in possible danger, he wouldn't be the happiest wolf around. Derek had been very protective over his sister and the house they shared with the pack. Cora thought of an excuse to cover the door. A stupid kid throwing a rock, no, she didn't have a rock to prove it. Perfect, she would say that some crazy person came banging on their back door and broke the glass until she scared them away. It wasn't the most perfect excuse but it would work for now.

[Moira Rose Collins]

Moira's face was bewildered as the girl ushered her into the bathroom to clean up. She wasn't going to call the police? She was letting her go? Moira sighed in relief, then washed her face and hands, which were now crusty from the dried up blood. She didn't seem too irritated, only quite keen to get her out before her brother returned. Moira turned the tap off, then dried off her face. In fact, this girl seemed more worried about her brother finding out about the break in than of the actual break in itself. This confused her slightly, but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

She made her way downstairs, where the girl had set out clothes for her, as well as something to eat and drink. She took the clothes back up to the bathroom, changed, then came back to the food. The clothes didn't fit her perfectly, but they would do, she was lucky that the girl was being this kind. Moira was half way through eating when she noticed the girl at the door, almost as if she was on look out. Moira had no idea who this girl's brother was, but she began eating faster. The way he had been described, the tone of voice the girl had used...she didn't sound afraid of him, but it was as if the girl felt afraid for her. How had the girl known she was running from something, anyway? Who was she? Moira set her drink down, and frowned. The way she had reacted to finding a stranger in her house covered in blood, it wasn't normal. Most would call the cops, would question what the stranger was doing there, why they were there. The girl hadn't, and it seemed to Moira that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened to her. Probably something a lot worse than some stranger breaking in...Moira's eyes widened slightly as she realized something. Why would the girl think she was running from something, and not someone? 
Takes one to know one.
Not perfect logic, but it seemed to put some pieces of the puzzle together.

Finishing her food, Moira threw away the trash, and shoved her dirty clothes into her back pack before walking over to the front door. She turned to the girl, who seemed relieved that she was done. "Thank you, for the clothes and the food, and also for not calling the cops..." Moira trailed off. "I'm sorry about all of this, I swear I'll send you the money to fix the window. Don't be surprised when you get a cheque in the mail from a "Moira", because that's me." She began turning away, but paused. "Listen, I am really grateful for everything, it's just...does this kind of thing happen a lot to you? Because you handled it very differently than most people would." She waited for a moment, then couldn't help but ask the question that had been plaguing her mind. It was the only thing that seemed to make sense to her, but she knew how crazy she would sound if she was wrong, and then the girl would almost definitely call the police. Unfortunately, she had already made up her mind. "You're one of them, aren't you? A...a werewolf, I mean." She watched the girl's face for her reaction, then continued, "Your brother's one too, isn't he? That's why you were so eager to get me out before he found out I broke in." The girl had helped her out so much already, she really didn't want to ask her for more help, but she didn't feel she had a choice. If this girl was a werewolf, perhaps she knew what she could do about her problem. "Look, you were right. I was running from something. I was running from one of you. I saw him in the woods, he couldn't have been older than 11...but he was like you. I don't think he'd eaten in weeks, so when he saw me, well...he saw lunch. I ran in here to hide, it was the first place I saw. I just don't know what to do." Moira looked to the girl helplessly. "What if he comes back? I mean, he's a werewolf...but he's also a little boy."

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Cora watched the girl eat and drink then she watched the door. When she thanked her and said her name and she nodded "Your welcome" she said and when she asked why she didn't call the cops she sighed. "It doesn't happen too much I handle it and go on with my life" she said and crossed her arms. "And yes we are, but if you tell anyone we will hunt you down and it wont be pretty." she said. When Moria told her about the werewolf chasing her she frowned "Look, just get home and stay there, he won't bother you again, and I understand that you had to hide that's why I didn't call the cops or anything" she said and opened the door for her "Just be careful"