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[yourtype]

Is Rhianna still a thing? Oh! Or Jessie J?

[She'll really take anything with a beat at the end of the day. Trying to move on from the sad girl music of her pre-werewolf days.

But as they're discussing the music, Bonnie receives a text from Shelia that she and Enzo are ready to be retrieved.]

[moralitypolice]

Both are accessible. Oh. Grams and Enzo are a few gates down.

( She directs Isaac to the terminal number.

As Isaac navigates, she pulls up music on Isaac's phone, pausing the Christmas playlist - her idea. And she chooses "Diamonds" seeing if that does something for Erica. )

[yourtype]

[Erica grins because yes, that does sound very familiar.]

Perfect.

[This was definitely on one of her playlists. Boyd would always point out how diamonds don't shine, they sparkle, and ... well, now she misses Boyd. So she shoves those sad thoughts down as Isaac pulls away and heads to the next terminal.

Shelia and Enzo emerge from the doors as they pull up, with considerably less luggage as Melanie got them a few basics before they left but figured they would be better supplied once they arrived. With a small bag tucked over her shoulder, she scans the cars until she catches sight of her granddaughter's face as Isaac pulls to a stop.

"There they are."]

[moralitypolice]

( Enzo is fine with one incredibly nice small suitcase of things, plus a few airplane bottles for the road. He insisted they share a little whiskey on the flight over. He got to know interesting things about Sheila from Sheila, and it pained him because, eventually, this could have been his grandmother. But, he shelves that idea in the back of his mind. She can be his friend. His partner in back-from-the-dead crime. He steels himself, his only bag in hand as he inhales - and then exhales. He's fine.

"They are there," he says.

Even though they don't need help, and she probably shouldn't, Bonnie is first out of the car to throw her arms around her grandmother. )

[bennettblood]

[Shelia takes that hug without a second thought, winding her arms around her and pulling her close. It's been a long time since they've had a hug like this, a real hug without time limits or strings, and she intends to linger in it as long as the airport police will allow.

She pulls back with a small smile, looking Bonnie in the face with a smile.]

Hello. Hasn't been as long as it usually is, but it's still good to see you.

[moralitypolice]

I can't even believe it. You're really here. Here, here, and not in Belle's castle.

( Or, the Other Side. )

I love you so much. And I miss you more.

[bennettblood]

I missed you too. But we should probably get in the car before the airport police decide your boyfriend's been lingering a little too long.

[She can see the uniformed officers getting antsy. She pulls back and gives Bonnie's hand a squeeze, before heading towards the car.]

We'll have plenty of time when we get where we're going.

[moralitypolice]

Okay.

( After a moment's hesitation, she does step up to Enzo.

"Bonnie Bennett, well aren't you a sight for alive eyes."

She smiles, nods.

They will all get plenty of time. Bonnie pulls the last row's door open in the car they've rented in anticipation of picking up the group so her grandmother, whose hand she holds to help inside, and then Enzo can both get in. )

[bennettblood]

[They all pile in and Shelia's head tips to the side as she studies Derek's profile. She doesn't recognize him, not completely, but there's something just a little familiar that's going to nag at her until she figures it out.

So she does what she should do, because she's an old woman and might as well be direct.]

I'm Shelia Bennett. Now, I know Isaac is up front driving, but may I ask who are the two of you?

["Erica," she replies brightly. "I'm just back from the dead too."

Shelia tries not to turn on a sad smile when she looks at how young this girl is, but nods and turns to Derek also.]

And you?

[engender]

( Derek turns his head to Erica and then looks back at Sheila. She's - oh. Him. Sure. Fine. )

Derek. I flew in with Erica.

( He bit Isaac and Erica and failed them both, thanks for asking. )

[bennettblood]

Mmmm.

[Derek. That name does ring a bell. That also prompts Erica to continue talking since this initially was a three-way conversation. "We flew in from New Orleans, but we're from Beacon Hills originally."

And there it is, going on like a lightbulb. Derek, the werewolf, from Beacon Hills could mean:]

Talia Hale's boy?

[engender]

( Brief, eyebrow arching recognition. )

She was my mother. You knew her?

[bennettblood]

Not well, we met a few times. I was more social with her emissary. But she was ... an impressive woman.

[She was sorry when she heard what happened to her, what happened to her pack. It's good to see that some of her children are still around.]

[engender]

You knew Deaton.

( He doesn't... brighten, as much as, lean in forward slightly more. )

[bennettblood]

He's family. Somehow. Marin is the spitting image of drawings we have of one of our ancestors who lived back during the Civil War. We don't question it.

[We just go with it. This is what happens when you have two witch-adjacent characters played by Bianca Lawson.]

I found them when I was working on a genealogy project.

[engender]

You don't question family.

( Even when they claw down your sister. )

So. Bonnie.

( "We're all family?" she asks, studying Derek's features for a second, well the side. )

[bennettblood]

With Deaton. Not directly to the Hales as far as I'm aware.

[Her head tips as she also studies Derek.]

Unless there's something Alan didn't tell me.

[moralitypolice]

( "Nothing I've heard," he relents. Though, if there were any other skeletons in his family's closet... )

Are you saying Marin and Emily Bennett have similar features?

[bennettblood]

[Shelia nods, before pulling up her phone. It doesn't take much time to search, but she manages to pull up Marin Morell's profile on some professional website, and passes it up for Bonnie to see.]

It's uncanny, really. The first time I saw her, I thought I saw a ghost.

[And because that's a concern:]

Not a doppelganger though. Just ... unnervingly similar.

[moralitypolice]

Wow, she - yes. That's crazy. We have a foot in two worlds.

( Their family, anyway. )

We don't take look-a-likes lightly in ours.

[bennettblood]

I don't think they take the look-a-likes lightly anywhere.

[Shelia sighs as she leans back in her seat.]

Good that you all finally made that connection though. I would have introduced him to Bonnie eventually but ...

[Well, she died. It happens.]

That nematon needs people keeping an eye on it. Who's there now?

["There's a hellhound," Isaac replies. "Though he's still figuring out what that means."]

That, I might be able to help with.

[moralitypolice]

You're an expert on hell-hounds, now?

( "My cousin, Malia, is also there. Law enforcement and hospital workers we trust," Derek says. And they fly who they need in, even if. )

[bennettblood]

I know a thing or two about the kind of hellhound tasked with protecting a nematon.

[She pauses and holds up a finger.]

I do not know anything about the invisible ones that drag you to Hell.

[moralitypolice]

I don't... want to know.

( "No, you really don't," Derek says, grimacing and turning back forward. )

[bennettblood]

If you ever change your mind, you can ask Elena's new Winchester friends about it.

[Unfortunately they have plenty of experience.]