[There is a picture, a framed photo of Jack and a woman who looks like an older Elsie, likely their mother. Jack smirks at the mention before looking at his sister.]
She always was a show off.
[Elsie turns up her nose in his direction. "That sounds like jealousy to me."
They chat idly until Jack's phone buzzes and he nods.]
( His breath catches, heart starting to race because soon he will have an answer. And he will also be face to face with a friend believing him to be dead. He wants to tell Jack that Elton, his ex-husband is the magic one, but he can't. He can't say it out loud. )
[Are they still? It's hard to say. But Elsie nods in that assessment, because they don't know each other the way they used to. There's so much about each other that they're going to have to learn.]
["No, it's not," Jack admits, but that's all they'll have to say in this, because they're still figuring it out.
Hannah does not appreciate being pulled out her cozy apartment in the middle of the night, but when Jack says it's an emergency, she assumes her business is being set on fire and that can't stand. She steps off the elevator, rounding the corner toward's Jack's office and when she goes to step in the door, she finds herself stopping short by what she sees.
It's the last thing she could have expected. The last thing she could have thought to see is Avery standing in the middle of a law firm in London when Avery is supposed to be dead. When she buried him not even a year ago.
[Hannah's brain is still struggling to process this all, and she eventually manages to tear her eyes away from Avery to look at Jack.]
Is it really him? I mean, did you do all the stupid tests with the silver at the holy water and -
[Jack smirks, amused in a bitter way she's familiar with. "We have a bit more refined means of assessing things here, but he is completely human."
Hannah trusts Jack enough to take his word for it, and takes another tentative step closer to Avery. One hand comes out to briefly rest against his arm, to see that he's real, and then she leans forward, throwing her arms around him before saying softly, tears lacing her voice:]
( Even though Jack vouches for him he has to say it.
He doesn't move, not wanting to spook her. He is solid to the touch. Human again. Alive again. His eyes shut too as he lets his arms fold around her. )
I know, how dare I go and die like that. You should've seen the witches that jumped us. I assume. ( He waits for her to end the hug, before he lets himself ask, quietly. ) Elton?
[Hannah does manage to keep her annoyance at Avery's husband off her face (17), or at least give a fairly good shot at it. It'll all depend on how perceptive Avery is feeling.]
He's alive.
[He's dead to her, but he's alive.
He's not going to get into the gritty details in front of the lawyers though.]
We should get back to my place. I'll catch you up there.
( There's a subtle shift (14), but the entire circumstance must be jarring. She's been pulled into her lawyer's office. Why would she not be annoyed.
First, he turns back to Alston. )
I don't have a wallet on me and so there aren't business cards, but, you know her number. ( Another beat. ) But, I will probably be in touch. ( He nods to Elsie next. ) Welcome back to your life. Let me know if you need anything from me, too.
( And with that, he will accompany Hannah home to get the full rundown he can't read on her face. )
Hannah leads the way back down to her car, and then off they go to her flat. It's very fancy and modern, but as they arrive, Hannah doesn't verbally invite him in. When they arrive in the living room, Hannah is pulling out a cheap-looking silver shotglass and her least expensive whiskey and pouring him a shot.]
Lu would kill me if I didn't double check just to be sure.
[The whiskey is watered down with holy water and the silver should cover shapeshifters. But as he takes that, she's already going to get fancier shotglasses and a fresh bottle of very expensive tequila for the actual drinking of the evening.]
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She always was a show off.
[Elsie turns up her nose in his direction. "That sounds like jealousy to me."
They chat idly until Jack's phone buzzes and he nods.]
And your ride is here. She should be up shortly.
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You're twins, right?
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[Are they still? It's hard to say. But Elsie nods in that assessment, because they don't know each other the way they used to. There's so much about each other that they're going to have to learn.]
Why?
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( When he hears the elevator doors open, he turns back toward the open door down the hallway. He's ready. No, he's not. )
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Hannah does not appreciate being pulled out her cozy apartment in the middle of the night, but when Jack says it's an emergency, she assumes her business is being set on fire and that can't stand. She steps off the elevator, rounding the corner toward's Jack's office and when she goes to step in the door, she finds herself stopping short by what she sees.
It's the last thing she could have expected. The last thing she could have thought to see is Avery standing in the middle of a law firm in London when Avery is supposed to be dead. When she buried him not even a year ago.
So, to start, all she can manage to get out is:]
What the fuck?
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She's as white as a sheet, which is a lot for her to be and next to impossible. )
My sentiments. We're a two man resurrection crew. I don't know if you've ever met Elsie, Hannah.
( If he isn't flippant, he may also break down. )
And, I'm alive, too. Again.
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Is it really him? I mean, did you do all the stupid tests with the silver at the holy water and -
[Jack smirks, amused in a bitter way she's familiar with. "We have a bit more refined means of assessing things here, but he is completely human."
Hannah trusts Jack enough to take his word for it, and takes another tentative step closer to Avery. One hand comes out to briefly rest against his arm, to see that he's real, and then she leans forward, throwing her arms around him before saying softly, tears lacing her voice:]
I am so pissed at you.
[Not really. But how dare you go dying on her.]
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( Even though Jack vouches for him he has to say it.
He doesn't move, not wanting to spook her. He is solid to the touch. Human again. Alive again. His eyes shut too as he lets his arms fold around her. )
I know, how dare I go and die like that. You should've seen the witches that jumped us. I assume. ( He waits for her to end the hug, before he lets himself ask, quietly. ) Elton?
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He's alive.
[He's dead to her, but he's alive.
He's not going to get into the gritty details in front of the lawyers though.]
We should get back to my place. I'll catch you up there.
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First, he turns back to Alston. )
I don't have a wallet on me and so there aren't business cards, but, you know her number. ( Another beat. ) But, I will probably be in touch. ( He nods to Elsie next. ) Welcome back to your life. Let me know if you need anything from me, too.
( And with that, he will accompany Hannah home to get the full rundown he can't read on her face. )
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["Of course. Drive safe."
Hannah leads the way back down to her car, and then off they go to her flat. It's very fancy and modern, but as they arrive, Hannah doesn't verbally invite him in. When they arrive in the living room, Hannah is pulling out a cheap-looking silver shotglass and her least expensive whiskey and pouring him a shot.]
Lu would kill me if I didn't double check just to be sure.
[The whiskey is watered down with holy water and the silver should cover shapeshifters. But as he takes that, she's already going to get fancier shotglasses and a fresh bottle of very expensive tequila for the actual drinking of the evening.]