coming at you fast, midnight

[cosmiccon]

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[matriarchate]

Still.

( "Allison, dear, you are one of the lucky ones with the father you were born to," Rowena says.

"Where are these witch bodies?" he asks, intrigued. He likes a good old fashioned salt and burn party, especially when there's not an existing haunting attached. )

Wait, what's that supposed to mean?

( "Some of us left something to be desired as parents, and others were outright exploitative of their progeny," she explains. "Salem," Rowena adds, offering. Is she right?

"I'm asking the sorcerer's apprentice," Dean says. )

[maleficum]

I'm actually not sure. Salem was the worst of the witch trials in the states, but I'm willing to bet they outlived it, so they might not have stayed there. But definitely east coast, and I can forward you a family tree. Maybe their kids might be easier to trace back from.

[If you he knew where they were, he probably wouldn't be farming it out, no offense boys. That's why it's a favor.

"Yeah. Send me the list and I can get started on it." And Sam will provide an email for David to send the list to.]

[matriarchate]

( "So you're giving us homework," Dean says, glancing from Allison to Sam. They're doing this?

Allison ends speakerphone and brings her phone back up. )

Where do you need me in the meantime?

[maleficum]

["He's offering us a favor, Dean. And all we have to do is salt and burn some bodies - doesn't sound like a bad deal." But he'll defer to his brother on whether or not he wants to follow through.

In the meantime, David will answer Allison's question.]

I can come pick you up. Just let me know where.

[matriarchate]

( She hits mute. )

David wants to pick me up. This isn't my underground bunker. Would you rather I go into town? I'll defer to you.

[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam nods.]

Yeah, that'd probably be best. He might not be able to open a door here anyway. The bunker has wards.

[Most of which Rowena installed which is why she's able to get around them.]

[matriarchate]

( Unmute. )

There's a general store in Lebanon, Kansas. I can be there in twenty minutes.

( She looks to Sam. )

Mind giving me a ride?

[imnot_likeyou]

Not at all.

["Lebanon, Kansas. Got it. I'll be there in twenty." And with that David will hang up and give Allison a chance to make sure she has everything she needs. Sam still wants to check in, though.]

You going to be okay with him?

[matriarchate]

I can handle him, and whatever wants to kill him?

( She's not afraid. )

But thank you for worrying. If it makes you feel any better, we can make this a family outing. Maybe he can finally earn your trust after what happened with Elena.

( This feels like a one-time deal. )

And David owing you a favor is not something to sniff at.

( "Should things go David Gainor's way, he and the others will be the next Inner Circle. Having one of them in your back pocket will be quite the get out of jail free card." Rowena considers. "I am also here for anyone that might want an extra hand."

Choose your fighters, Sam, should you want to go with Allison at all.

"Elena and me can hit the books, follow the family line. Everyone should learn how to properly salt and burn, eventually," Dean says. "Either way.")

[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam nods, because he doesn't want to make it seem like he doesn't trust Allison to be able to take care of herself, but he's not going to lie and say it wouldn't be comforting to be able to watch her back himself.]

Do you want me to go?

[He puts the ball in her court, and let's her make the call. Because he does trust her to know her limits.]

[matriarchate]

I think that having two people there to watch his back would be better than having one. And, I think you earning another favor, if that's what this can do might be something we'll need.

( Ever the diplomat. )

[imnot_likeyou]

Okay.

[Then he'll grab his stuff.]

We'll go take care of what David wants, and you guys start on the bodies. Hopefully we'll be able to get this done fast.

[matriarchate]

Come at it from every angle.

( As she and Sam gather their things and stock up, Dean leans against the bedroom door, dropping in on Elena.

"Male Samantha called in Allison's favor and Sam's tagging along." )

[braveandstupid]

[Elena looks up with a nod, because while she tentatively trusts David, she doesn't think Allison should be going on her own.]

That's good. Someone will have her back.

[cholesterol]

He asked us for a favor, too.

( She should know what he asked, especially because she may be a part of the research should she -- want to be. )

He'll owe us if we trace his coven's family lines.

[braveandstupid]

Oh.

[Interesting. She nods because that seems like an easy enough project to cover.]

Just a bit of research? Or does he want you to do something with those family lines?

[cholesterol]

Something about his and the other children of the Colony, all of their parents and I guess their parents, and so on - they're possessed. The Colony founders lived on through every generation. Sounds like they sign up to have their bodies occupied all to keep the line going. David's done with it. While he, Allison, and Sam gather whatever he needs, he wants us to trace back to their original bodies, salt, and burn them. Because if he succeeds in ending their reign, they'll just jump to another body if theirs is still intact.

( It's a lot, he knows, and he'll answer any questions about it after the fact, but he wanted to get it all out there. She's smart enough to know there's more involved. )

[braveandstupid]

[She nods slowly, attempting to process that:]

So we're going to find the witch ghost's original bodies and destroy them so they can't try to steal someone else's body?

[She just wants to make sure that she's on the same page.]

[matriarchate]

( In the doorway, Allison situates her bag, waiting for Sam to join her. )

If. It's three hundred years back. But, if anyone can.

( It's the combined efforts of Elena and Damon (and maybe Mary and Bobby, and Rowena.) )

[braveandstupid]

Guess we'll hit the books. And you guys?

["Are going to see a witch about a favor," Sam says as he catches up. He nods to Dean as well. "Text us if you find anything?"]

[matriarchate]

( "You too. And Sam. Things go south, you get out of there."

With that, Dean maps out the beginnings of a plan to find what they need and how, and Sam and Allison take a drive to the general store in town.

Allison pulls her bag out of the backseat. )

Thank you for coming with me. I actually trust him, but if he needs protection this much it makes me feel better you'll have my back while I have his.

[imnot_likeyou]

I'll always have your back.

[He grabs his own kit, and they make their way over to the door, where David is currently lounging, waiting for Allison to arrive. He glances up at the sound of footsteps, and blinks when he sees Sam.

"Brought a friend?"]

[matriarchate]

I'd rather have two people watching my back, but that's just me.

( She hasn't had the time to unpack almost dying. Part of bringing Sam with her is because the last time she went without him, she was shot point blank and Klaus Mikaelson saved her life. (A favor she or Malia still owes. It's not clear.) )

Did you want to call it off just because Sam is here?

[maleficum]

No.

[But to be clear:]

He's just not getting an extra favor from me. Whatever he's owed, it's coming from you.

[Fortunately for Allison, Sam isn't looking for anything from her that she isn't already giving.]

So. Let's go over the plan.

[Because he's not reckless, he does have one. He walks past the both of them and spreads the map out on the hood of Sam's car.]

We are breaking into an old storage reliquary. And by old I mean abandoned, and by abandoned, I mean in the middle of the most God-forsaken swamp in the Florida marshlands.

[matriarchate]

( It's hers. Fine. She settles on the other side of map, peering down. She nods. Bayou, part two, apparently. She promises not to get shot this time. She doesn't dare ask what he's getting, that's not how favors work. So, she asks the relevant questions. )

What do you need to be protected from?