Scott stood up straight. “Dateline? What’s Dateline?” He didn’t have time to watch TV, he was busy trying to pass his college courses while also saving people from supernatural beings that threatened the world. He shook his head, focusing once more on the matter at hand. “That doesn’t matter. What does matter is that we’re in danger, out in the open like this. I know you’re not fully human. You’re not a werewolf or banshee or anything else I’ve ever encountered, but I know you’re different. It’s not my home. My friend, Deaton, has a safehouse for people like us, no questions asked. There’s food, water, a bed.” There was shuffling off in the woods, and his ears picked up hushed voices a couple hundred feet away. “They’re here.”
Okay, so technically Reagan had never actually seen an episode of Dateline. But the joke still stood. And she didn’t even bother responding to his question because, after stating she wasn’t human, he started talking about werewolves and banshees and… The “hunters” or whatever he was afraid of had already gotten to him, right? He’d hit his head, or he’d been drugged, and now he thought the mutants of the world – himself included – to be something out of a Boris Karloff movie. Okay, so she’d never really seen one of those, either. Sue her. “…Hey, listen to me – you’re not making any sense, all right? You’re confused, maybe you’re hurt, is there someone I can…” She trailed off as he declared that they were already here, her voice dropping to a whisper anyway, “What are you talking about? I don’t hear anything.”
Scott shook his head at the woman’s statement. “Whether or not I’m okay is honestly still up in the air, but we need to move before —” His sentence was cut short as an arrow lodged itself in the tree above their heads. Instinctively, Scott shielded his eyes. When a flare didn’t explode from it, he kept his shoulders hunched as he crouched low to the ground, a hand touching the ground as he scanned the forest. “Like I said,” he pointed to the arrow. “Let’s move. Doesn’t have to be to the safehouse, but we just can’t stay here.”
Cisco backup 