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Don't know yet. He still didn't seem happy about the state of things. And he has a lot of questions about how Elena was healed.

[Not complaints, but questions. They know a lot of things have strings.]

Questions I don't have the answer to.

( Something occurs to him. )

Unless he wants to check the cameras. That should give us something.

( He doesn't want to sell Elena or an angel out, but, he does need to save his own ass. )

I'll give him the option.

( Another sigh and he finally kisses him, just once before holding him for one more second before parting when the doors open. )

You know where my office is.

[David nods, before turning and heading down towards the office. They'll have more time later, once Harvey is safely back in New York, and the world's managed to calm down some.

Especially since this is going to require some changes to their plans.

But off he goes to Ezra's office, pulling open the door and letting them both inside.]

Making yourself at home?

( Harvey is sitting in Ezra's chair. Ezra doesn't sit in one of the two facing him. )

Harvey.

( "Gainors."

Harvey sits back, feet propped up on the desk.

"You two should get more sun. You're like married vampires, and I actually know married vampires."

That wedding was something.

"So. The doppelganger made her miraculous recovery. Are we any closer to figuring out how?" )

There were over ten people in and out of her room that night, including the nurses. Me. The most I could get was there being a student from the Salvatore school. The specifics weren't shared.

[David will sit in one of the chairs, lounging comfortably as the two pass information between them.]

Any chance you saw the student? Could identify him if we got a hold of a yearbook or something?

[There's a graduation happening. Maybe they could get some pictures.]

I kept my distance. I didn't want to be around too much. I figured saving her, that was my best in.

( Talking to David is easier. Harvey is here, sure, but talking to his husband calms him. It steadies him more. )

People I saw were the banshee that came in with them, Caroline Forbes, Stiles - the new vampire. And the Winchesters. None of which have miraculous healing abilities. Unless you know something about banshees we don't.

( "Banshees don't heal. They're harbingers. And in Lydia Martin's case, telekinetics. She figured out how to pressurize her anxious energy. And that school is filled with vampires, witches, and werewolves." )

I didn't see any students, myself.

Then Elena must be covering for someone. That's sweet of her.

[It's annoying, but it's sweet.]

Guess we'll have to see if anyone makes a repeat visit.

Or, ( He looks to Harvey again. ) we check the cameras.

( Harvey smiles at that.

"See, I knew you were proactive. I knew you didn't royally fuck this up on purpose." )

Hey, I didn't royally do anything. Four separate groups converged when I wasn't looking, and even if I had been? I couldn't have done anything about it. Not when the hunters tried to make their play. They're dead, by the way. I went back after my shift, their remains haven't been found yet. And whoever they rolled into town with - they're dead, too.

( Locator spells.

Harvey brings his legs down. )

I'm not here because you slept on the job - even though, you did, I don't care how or why, you compromised our doppelganger. I am here to find out what you plan on doing about it. Do we trust you to handle this yourself?

Can we just check the cameras and move on, please? None of this bickering is going to change what happened.

[And what they learn from the cameras might determine what they decide to do in the future.]

( "You're right. I should leave the bickering to you two."

That's what marrieds do, don't they?

Ezra comes around the desk as Harvey slides the chair back enough to let him in. He gets him and Harvey into his computer as he taps into the camera system. Not that every doctor has access. Most administrators. Friends of administrators. He was chief resident and don't you know it, they don't change the password.

Small towns. )

All right, that's Elena's room right now.

( Elena, Cami and Scott. )

I don't recognize them. Not that they look like students.

[David gets up and comes around to have a look, and since it's kind of important professionally that he knows the who's who of supernatural powerhouses:]

That's Scott McCall. The True Alpha. Don't know the blond.

And unless True Alpha means True Healer, not our man.

( His hand goes to the mouse. )

I'll rewind.

Nope. Not his skill set.

[And he'll just wait for Ezra to rewind, keeping his eyes on the faces as they come and go, trying to see if anyone stands out.]

( It isn't too far they have to rewind, people coming in and out of her room. It's the day before when the screen lights up. )

I think I have something.

[He turns his attention to the film more closely, waiting for things to clear up and the return to an actual picture before pointing to each of the figures.]

Castiel, Sam, Dean ... who's the kid?

One of the students? ( He rubs his chin, gestures. ) I thought because of the cure, any alternative healing backfires. She spits up vampire blood. What bypasses ancient magic.

( "Not Castiel." )

[David stares at the screen for a moment, because there's a lot of questions. Ever since angels started falling, none of them would have the juice to pull off something like this. And the ones that would, wouldn't work with the Winchesters for some random human.

But, there's a thought.]

You know, there's this thing with changeling Fae children. Nine times out of ten human blood dilutes the magic, and they have to work twice as hard to get half as good. But on that tenth time, they'll wind up with too much power. All of the raw talent, but none of the control.

[He rubs a hand against the back of his neck. The Salvatore School has rules about vampires turned as teenagers that they accept as students. They need to be actual teenagers. He's willing to bet the same rule would apply to other supernatural creatures. They wouldn't let an angel wearing a teenager suit play at being a student, and an angel wouldn't be able to fake it.]

I wonder if the same holds true for a nephilim.

( "Nephilim."

Harvey's up now, too, watching the footage play out when Ezra hits play again so the scene can play in real time.

"By David, I think he's got it." )

For a nephilim to hold that much power... Whoever his father or mother is.

( They're high level, too. Angel royalty. )

It makes sense that the Winchesters would keep the birth of a nephilim to themselves.

( "A few years back, two, three, the demons and angels alike were up in arms because of a rumored pregnancy. Talk died down, people moved on. Involving yourself with a Winchester is involving yourself in their maelstrom." )

Only two or three?

[He can't help but raise an eyebrow there. All of the nephilim he ever heard of grew up like normal humans. There's no precedent for something different that he's aware of.]

This kid looks at least sixteen or seventeen.

( "A spell could accelerate age. Likewise, other species. Changelings, for example." And, maybe for Nephilim. "What do you know about them, David?"

Ezra doesn't. He's not well versed in all things nephilim or angel. Until the Winchesters caused whatever uproar they did, angels kept to themselves, and demons did what they did. It wasn't a shock to know there were angels, or even a God when gods were running around. He still didn't take it well. That could've been the beating he'd taken when he'd finally found one.

Don't try and kill an angel. )

Changelings have the opposite problem. They age more slowly than humans.

[They're not eternally twenty-two the way a full-blooded Fae would be, but their aging still slows considerably.]

And I don't see the Winchesters following through with that kind of spell.

[Fucking with magic so that they can have a teenager rather than an infant? That's not really their style.]

What if it wasn't a spell.

( He's not sure what it would or wouldn't be. This is what he can contribute. He has his own knowledge, his own family's knowledge, but not of every species. Not like a Sam Winchester or a David Gainor. )

Is it unheard of? Something coming into existence of age? All that power has to go somewhere.

( Or, natural accelerated aging. )</b.

[David's mouth twists to the side as he considers, trying to run through the math in his head. Is it impossible?

No. Nothing's impossible when it comes to power and determination.

But if he had to hazard a guess.]

Maybe. If the angel that sired him had ... archangel level abilities. But there aren't many of those left, and I don't see a lot of them breaking rank in that department.

Not to - reshuffle our priorities, but I thought you were here because of the doppelganger.

( "I'm here, Lesser Gainor, because you forked up." To David. "Donna got me into The Good Place." He walks away from the screen, and the desk, and looks out the window overlooking the courtyard. "She likes how efficient the storytelling is. Called every twist, too." He looks back. "I'm here for solutions. And, knowing what's out there, who's out there, that can heal the cured doppelganger, presents us with one future solution. Or, don't you have future solutions in mind.

Maybe how to prevent this from happening again." )

[David raises his eyebrows at the implications in that.]

Are you suggesting we kidnap a Winchester-protected nephilim, Harvey? Because I don't think that's the best use of our time.

[He has a feeling that the Winchesters will keep that handled for them, and it doesn't involve brainwashing a child, which is David's least favorite activity.]

As for how to prevent this from happening again, maybe we don't need to focus on the doppelganger so much, and make this hunter army more of a priority in resolving. And I think that might involve finding out where Allison Argent is going next. I'm willing to bet that would be their next attack.

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