** COMPLETED **
(This is a Lydia Martin GirlxGirl story)
Florence Clarke has lived all around the world with her adoptive family since her parents left her when she was young. And where her family goes, destruction tends to come with.
But one day...
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Author's Note: I just realized I didn't give a lot of moments between Scott and Malia with Florence. So if you dont recognize a memory, it's cause I just made it up.
Chapter Sixty-Five ⚡Memory Found⚡
"The tunnel gate's locked. Everything is locked." Lydia said as she ran into the bunker and Scott closed and locked the door behind him. "Think it'll hold them off?" Malia asked as she walked up to them, "Probably not." Scott said and Lydia shook her head. "Definitely not." She said.
"You guys aren't hoping I'm gonna be the optimist, are you?" Malia asked before they walked over to the ice box. "So, how cold does this thing get?" Scott asked as he walked up to it, "Cold enough for a Hellhound. It's not the same thing as the ice bath you gave Isaac, but it can lower your core temperature past anything a human can survive." Lydia explained.
"So, what does freezing our asses off have to do with our memories?" Malia asked, looking at Lydia crazy, "It'll slow your heart rate and put you in a trance-like state." Lydia said and Scott raised his eyebrows. "Like hypnosis." He said and Lydia nodded, "Hypnotic regression. If we can figure out how to work it." She said and Malia glanced around.
"This says "start." So, maybe it's not that complicated." Malia said, pointing at a button on the side while Scott looked at the other side where a bunch of knobs and dials where. "...It's complicated."
