"No," Daniel said. "Obviously the St. Clouds did. Somehow they knew we were coming here--"
"Somehow?" Derek turned on me. "Your father told them. He set this whole thing up."
"What for?" I said. "If he wanted the Nasts to know, he'd have told them without sending us here."
"Let's not do this," Chloe said. "If Corey's telling us these people are in our back woods, we can't sit around flinging blame."
"No, he's saying they will be there," I said. "It's a vision."
"We don't know that for sure," Daniel murmured. "When you were taken, he had a vision of that and, according to Ash, the timing was pretty much dead-on. It was happening simultaneously."
"So there could be people in our backwoods?" Derek grabbed Corey's shoulder. "What else do you see?"
"Hold on." He closed his eyes.
"We don't have time to 'hold on.' Tell me what you--"
"Oww!" Corey shoved Derek's hand off his shoulder. "That hurt, asshole. I'm doing my best here."
"I didn't mean--"
Corey silenced him with an angry wave, then rubbed his shoulder with one hand and his temples with the other.
I took Corey's elbow, leading him to a chair. "Daniel? Can you check his bag? See if you find his meds?" I crouched as Corey sat. "Did you see anything else?"
He glowered at Derek. "I'm sure I would have if Teen Wolf hadn't tried to dislocate my shoulder. The vision's gone now and once it's gone, it doesn't come back."
Derek mumbled an apology, then went to the window and peered out. Chloe walked up behind him.
"If anyone is out there, let's not give them a target, okay?" she said. "We should tell your dad."
"Right." He paused. "Is Liz around?"
"I've been trying to contact her." She turned to us. "That's not easy if she isn't here."
I wasn't sure exactly what that meant. I guess just that we didn't have ghostly help for scouting the situation.
Derek strode out the door without so much as a glance our way. Chloe paused to ask if we wanted to come, but I said no, Corey still wasn't feeling well. If Kit wanted to talk to him, we'd be here.
"Are you sure about that?" Corey muttered once they were gone. "Chloe is nice enough, but that Derek? Real charmer. If anyone busts through that door, he's liable to throw us to them as cannon fodder."
I wasn't sure I disagreed.
"Their dad seems okay," he said, "but I'm not convinced he takes us seriously. The aunt definitely doesn't. I can't get a read on the brother, but the sister?" He rolled his eyes. "A bigger diva than Hayley."
"I know," I murmured. "As soon as Daniel brings your meds, we'll get Hayley, Rafe, and Ash, and if these guys don't decide to run, we will. It's not exactly shaping up to be the partnership I hoped for."
"Let's focus on the others, not my meds, okay?" Corey said. "Daniel's right. My last vision seemed to be a glimpse of the present, not the future. I don't want to hang around here hoping this one's different."
I agreed and we went to gather our group.
We found Ash first. He was in the front foyer, sitting on the floor, as if guarding the door. I wouldn't have noticed him if he hadn't seen me passing and asked if something was up.
When I told him what had happened, I think he was almost happy. Relieved, at least. He hadn't wanted to stick around and this gave him the excuse he needed. He said he'd head outside and scout. I tried to stop him, but he ignored me, so I settled for telling him to be careful, which only earned me a disdainful
glower.
Up to Chloe's room next. We met Daniel in the hall. He had the meds and passed them to Corey, who dry-swallowed one as we kept moving to the bedroom.