( faith helps the witches climb back out of the sewers. they take their time, regrouping and refusing to leave without danny. she isn't looking to leave them in the lurch, either, so she stays put and planted. some of the witches check in with family, or worry when their family doesn't answer their calls or messages.
the signal returns to her cell and it buzzes in her pocket.
faith would listen to her message, but, yeah, isn't it easier to just call mia back? she'd tell her what she hears, anyway. so, with one eye on grieving, scared witches, she takes a seat on a stoop and calls her protegé back. )
[The moment her phone rings, she answers. Probably mid-sentence on the lecture William is gearing up for. There's a quick "It's Faith" by way of explanation, before she moves into another part of the room, trying for some semblance of privacy.]
( With Gloria in the adjacent foyer, William was gearing up for a conversation, not a lecture. He'd leave the lecture for their father, but you can bet he's geared up to tell her he'd call Oliver if Mia didn't. None of that matters because he doesn't even get into it. She picks up a call.
"Mia."
Faith drags out a cigarette from his pack, balanced her phone with her neck and flicks open her lighter.)
( bad news doesn't travel as fast as ezra's husband, so anything tragic hasn't traveled across the pond. it's the end of ezra's shift. he heads back into his office to square away the last of his patient notes before grabbing a drink with elena. with their schedules conflicting, they'd had it on the books for weeks. he plays at being busy when she wants him to join her for town events. some, he makes, but for the most part, he tries to stay under the radar. especially when he's tailing her. but tonight, tonight's a part of his cover.
and, maybe, there's this real friendship forming between them.
maybe, tonight he'll admit it's not always easy to be far away from the husband she questions him having. he's invisible. is he real? he lives in canada, doesn't he? no. he travels, ezra tells her.
but their lives aren't easy, and he worries for as crafty as david is, his work is dangerous.
he's at the light switch, flicking it off, hand on his door handle. )
[So Bonnie may have been a little right about him trying to handle it on his own. But maybe only a little.
He knew that he needed to do it his way, however. If they handled it the Bonnie way, there was less of a chance of them all making it out alive. The hunters had been prepared for the magic of Glinda the Good - they weren't prepared for someone like him, to their detriment.
This isn't to say that the hunters didn't get their licks in, however. In addition to the gunshot wound in his shoulder, Ezra's husband is also now sporting a nasty knife wound to the gut and few broken ribs, but he's still standing when they're not. He doesn't hesitate to find the nearest doorway, channeling the last of his focus and energy on his husband's office.
As Ezra reaches for the door handle, it opens and his bloody husband stumbles into him. It's not intentional, but now that Ezra is making himself a roadblock, David hopes his husband is going to catch him.]
( He's not ready, no. It happens in the blink of an eye, the door opens as he opens it against him, with a speed he doesn't anticipate. He dropping backwards and quickly flings his wrist. )
Moveantur!
( One of his chairs surges forward, and David lands with his back against cushioning.
Ezra is dropped to his knees but the chair holds him upright.
Dave.
( He straightens up, leaning forward, checking his vitals and lifting himself higher. )
[The glibness will not be appreciated, he knows this. But he's going to do it anyway. Because what else is he going to do when he shows up covered in blood - not all of it his.]
I'm home.
[He glances around at the rest of the room and realizes they're in his office.]
[The spell lifts and Isaac doesn't feel comfortable leaving Bonnie alone. Not until they both see that Eliza and Danny are safe. He escorts them back to Eliza's, closing the curtains once they're inside and shutting the door, just so people can't peer inside so easily.
Doesn't guarantee that a hunter won't opt to break down the door at some point, but they'll be safe from attacks of opportunity.
And once that's done, he looks her over, just to be sure.]
You're not hurt, right?
[Says he who is still bloody from the two gunshots he took earlier, even if the wounds have healed.]
( Because Danny is with Eliza, Bonnie agrees with Isaac suggests they wait things out at Eliza's. Bonnie knows she wouldn't be able to go back home if her parents had just died. And both of her parents are dead. She tries calling him, but the signal wherever he is doesn't go through. She doesn't leave a message. She's here for him if he needs her. She's always been. And she promised Bridget, she'll always be.
In the living room things are in disarray from when William and Gloria had taken off so suddenly, a few wires still sticking out of the TV pushed out from the wall, tea sits undrank on the coffee table and William's bag sits by the door.
Bonnie perches on the edge of the armchair.
There are only rope burns along her arms, but they're faint and not what Bonnie's worried about. )
Asks the werewolf in the shirt that's more blood than shirt.
[Arriving back at base, he's already gearing for the leadership. Monroe had been here before this mess had started, but he didn't know where she was now. But safe to say, he was pissed.
He had a shitty fucking night, and he was ready to yell at the people up the chain who were responsible.
He can see his father scowling as he storms past him, but Coop is past the point of caring. He wants answers for what happened tonight and he wants them now.]
( Mickey's in the barracks, finished with his debrief.
He doesn't know what to say besides what happened, so he detailed stumbling upon the big meeting. Things going sideways. Splitting up and finding Cooper again and then getting out of there. He's praised, if only because he didn't end up dead like half of their ranks.
He needs a fight, a fuck, a shower, and a drink.
Being the soldier, he's desensitized to the deaths. Cooper cut it close, though. Cooper, who's storming past him. )
I just wanna talk to the woman who got my brother killed.
[It's not that Coop isn't used to death. You can't do what they do and not be. It's the fact that his brother, the one he's trusted to have his back his entire life is gone, and someone needs to provide answers for that.]
[By the time he arrives back at the hotel, he doesn't know where anyone is. Gloria says something about William finding his sister and then going for a drink, so he decides to opt to text rather than call:]
Back at the hotel. Everything okay with your sister?
[After that he cleans up, then flops back against the bed, bone-tired. He knows he needs to rest, recover and heal, but before he can do that, he needs to loop in one more person. He pulls up Allison's number, and places it to his ear.
[By the time Stefan arrives in witch town, he's already been brought up to speed. He knows about Spike, he knows how decimated the coven is, and he knows that Bonnie's okay. No offense to Spike, but the last one is his biggest priority, but that's mostly because it's Bonnie.
She's important.
He texts her and Mia when his train gets in, Mia to inform her of his trajectory, and Bonnie to say that he's coming. When he arrives, it doesn't take long to find her, given how much damage has been done. He reaches Eliza's front door, before reaching up and knocking, on the door, then stepping back so he's not infringing on her doorstep.
He doesn't intend to force Eliza's hand in terms of an invitation, but he does want to see that Bonnie is okay.]
( Bonnie's up again, having rested for a far too little amount of time but somehow also enough. Danny's still out, or just laying in the devastation of the turn his life has taken. With Eliza preparing something in the kitchen, Bonnie answers the door. She's the nearest and she had a feeling. )
Stefan.
( Excuse her while she throws her arms around him. )
[He returns the hug in kind, the big, warm, steady hugs that Stefan is especially good at. Rubbing her back gently, he just stays there for as long as she needs.]
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the signal returns to her cell and it buzzes in her pocket.
faith would listen to her message, but, yeah, isn't it easier to just call mia back? she'd tell her what she hears, anyway. so, with one eye on grieving, scared witches, she takes a seat on a stoop and calls her protegé back. )
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Hey. You okay?
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"Mia."
Faith drags out a cigarette from his pack, balanced her phone with her neck and flicks open her lighter. )
This a bad time?
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[Though she should probably explain ... all of that.]
Remember that family I'm hiding from? My brother was trapped in the city too.
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( She takes a drag, then pulls the cigarette from her mouth with two fingers. )
I'm top side from the sewers waiting with some Sabrinas for Danny Boy. Barrier's down. Guess his sister's who put it up.
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and, maybe, there's this real friendship forming between them.
maybe, tonight he'll admit it's not always easy to be far away from the husband she questions him having. he's invisible. is he real? he lives in canada, doesn't he? no. he travels, ezra tells her.
but their lives aren't easy, and he worries for as crafty as david is, his work is dangerous.
he's at the light switch, flicking it off, hand on his door handle. )
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He knew that he needed to do it his way, however. If they handled it the Bonnie way, there was less of a chance of them all making it out alive. The hunters had been prepared for the magic of Glinda the Good - they weren't prepared for someone like him, to their detriment.
This isn't to say that the hunters didn't get their licks in, however. In addition to the gunshot wound in his shoulder, Ezra's husband is also now sporting a nasty knife wound to the gut and few broken ribs, but he's still standing when they're not. He doesn't hesitate to find the nearest doorway, channeling the last of his focus and energy on his husband's office.
As Ezra reaches for the door handle, it opens and his bloody husband stumbles into him. It's not intentional, but now that Ezra is making himself a roadblock, David hopes his husband is going to catch him.]
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Moveantur!
( One of his chairs surges forward, and David lands with his back against cushioning.
Ezra is dropped to his knees but the chair holds him upright.
Dave.
( He straightens up, leaning forward, checking his vitals and lifting himself higher. )
David.
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[The glibness will not be appreciated, he knows this. But he's going to do it anyway. Because what else is he going to do when he shows up covered in blood - not all of it his.]
I'm home.
[He glances around at the rest of the room and realizes they're in his office.]
Sort of.
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Doesn't guarantee that a hunter won't opt to break down the door at some point, but they'll be safe from attacks of opportunity.
And once that's done, he looks her over, just to be sure.]
You're not hurt, right?
[Says he who is still bloody from the two gunshots he took earlier, even if the wounds have healed.]
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In the living room things are in disarray from when William and Gloria had taken off so suddenly, a few wires still sticking out of the TV pushed out from the wall, tea sits undrank on the coffee table and William's bag sits by the door.
Bonnie perches on the edge of the armchair.
There are only rope burns along her arms, but they're faint and not what Bonnie's worried about. )
Asks the werewolf in the shirt that's more blood than shirt.
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I heal fast.
[Then he makes a face.]
This was a nice shirt, though.
[Such is the life of a werewolf. A lot of your clothes get ruined.]
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( She sighs, running her hands down her face, shaking her head. )
I'm sorry. I've ruined shirts, too. I actually ruined my father's couch once.
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[Arriving back at base, he's already gearing for the leadership. Monroe had been here before this mess had started, but he didn't know where she was now. But safe to say, he was pissed.
He had a shitty fucking night, and he was ready to yell at the people up the chain who were responsible.
He can see his father scowling as he storms past him, but Coop is past the point of caring. He wants answers for what happened tonight and he wants them now.]
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He doesn't know what to say besides what happened, so he detailed stumbling upon the big meeting. Things going sideways. Splitting up and finding Cooper again and then getting out of there. He's praised, if only because he didn't end up dead like half of their ranks.
He needs a fight, a fuck, a shower, and a drink.
Being the soldier, he's desensitized to the deaths. Cooper cut it close, though. Cooper, who's storming past him. )
Hey, where's the fire.
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[Not yet, anyway.]
I just wanna talk to the woman who got my brother killed.
[It's not that Coop isn't used to death. You can't do what they do and not be. It's the fact that his brother, the one he's trusted to have his back his entire life is gone, and someone needs to provide answers for that.]
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( He pushes himself up from the mattress. )
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Back at the hotel. Everything okay with your sister?
[After that he cleans up, then flops back against the bed, bone-tired. He knows he needs to rest, recover and heal, but before he can do that, he needs to loop in one more person. He pulls up Allison's number, and places it to his ear.
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Isaac?
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[No preamble, no greeting. The information is more important.]
The Knightsbridge coven.
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( Her eyes close as she sinks down into her chair. )
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She's important.
He texts her and Mia when his train gets in, Mia to inform her of his trajectory, and Bonnie to say that he's coming. When he arrives, it doesn't take long to find her, given how much damage has been done. He reaches Eliza's front door, before reaching up and knocking, on the door, then stepping back so he's not infringing on her doorstep.
He doesn't intend to force Eliza's hand in terms of an invitation, but he does want to see that Bonnie is okay.]
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Stefan.
( Excuse her while she throws her arms around him. )
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You okay?
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