Dangerous Hope

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Elijah sighed, concern running through his veins, before he got out of his bed

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Elijah sighed, concern running through his veins, before he got out of his bed. He walked across the quiet and dark plantation house, its inhabitants and guests sleeping soundly at this late hour. Every step he took blindly, as the moonlight barely showed him the way. But he knew this house. He had lived there long enough, even if it were centuries ago, he had walked down that path before, countless of times, in complete darkness, helped by his supernatural senses, but mostly by his deep knowledge and connection to the place. When he reached the office, he found Mackenzie sitting on the floor, surrounded by opened grimoires and paper rolls, dictionaries scattered among them.

He could see in her eyes she had wished he wouldn't have found her here, and all he wished was for her to be honest with him. Which she hadn't been, ever, every time he asked her about what she was doing there, in the middle of the night.

"If you show me the book, I'm sure I can translate it for you."

"Heidi says I need to learn for myself."

"I can teach you."

"It's two in the morning, 'lijah, I didn't want to wake you."

"Then ask me tomorrow."

She paused briefly, no doubt looking for another excuse, then, as she found it, looked away.

"I've already asked Olivia to help me."

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