Wings & Claws

He nodded with a crooked smile as she said she was still working on the plan, before he finished his beer and placed the bottle on the table. “Yeah, I’d really appreciate it if you'd come… but you don’t have to. We both know how dangerous Southside can be,” he said, sighing silently as he thought back on the times he’d gotten hurt in that place. He sent her a gentle smile as she asked if she could stay the night. She didn't even have to ask, and he hoped she knew that she could always stay with him if she needed to. “Of course,” he replied. Dean tilted his head as she talked of a morning run. “You know you’ll lose, right?” he teased, widening his smile slightly before he got up from the couch. “You can stay in one of the bedrooms upstairs, follow me,” he said as he walked towards the staircase, leading them to a common room with a seating area. He opened one of the doors to a bedroom, looking around it for a moment. It was decorated simply, with a painting on the wall, a window overlooking the woods, a queen size bed and a dresser. Beside of the bed were two side-tables with a lamp and a few books. “This is it,” he said, returning his eyes to her. “The bathroom is the door right across the hallway,” he added, looking down her outfit before he opened a drawer, checking to see if one of his pack members kept some of her clothes there. “I’m sure Kendra won’t mind you borrowing some of her clothes tomorrow, so feel free to do so,” he said before he closed the drawer again and looked at her. “I hope you sleep well,” he said with a faint smile before he walked out of the room.

Dean went downstairs and into his room, looking out at the rain as he thought of the things that had happened, before he tried to go to sleep, getting at least a bit of rest before the sun came up. After their morning run together, he took a shower and got dressed before he made himself a bowl of cereal in the kitchen. He’d just taken a bite when Maya joined him, telling him that they were going to meet Veronica at the city center. He nodded when she asked him if he was ready. “Yeah… I mean, what’s the worst that can happen? If she doesn’t want to help, I’ll just try to figure out something else,” he said, looking at Maya. At least, he felt like he had to try to stay optimistic about it. He couldn’t just give up if their meeting with Veronica didn’t work out. He took the last bite of his cereal before he went towards the sink and washed it. “Let’s go,” he said, putting the bowl back in the cupboard before he walked outside. He took out his keys to lock the door behind Maya and walked down to his motorcycle, placing himself in the front seat as he waited for her. The drive to Southside wasn’t too bad besides the usual morning traffic. He parked in a spot not far from the club, before he walked up to it. Looking up at the sign for a second. “Here goes nothing,” he said, before he pulled the door handle and walked inside, hoping that this would turn out the way they'd hoped.

“Hey,” he greeted as he looked at Veronica with a friendly smile on his lips. He looked around the place as he walked further inside, listening to their conversation before he returned his eyes to the siren. To be honest, Dean would have made about any deal for Enid. He wanted nothing more than for her to get the life she deserved on Earth. “Coffee would be great,” he replied, sending her a calm smile. He could only imagine that she had her hands full with the twins, although it was weird to think of Mariella being that young in this timeline. Dean walked closer to the bar and grabbed the coffee mug, trying to think of where he should start. After all, he still didn’t quite see how Veronica was supposed to help, but he had to just tell it how it was. “The problem is that Rebekah has made some sort of agreement to marry her daughter off to the prince of the Underworld, and we want nothing more than to figure a way out of that,” he explained, looking at her with a hint of hope in his eyes. He knew that it was a stretch, asking her to help her when they'd never even met, but he prayed that she would. “So... if you have any idea on how we are supposed to go about it, then please, help us,” he said, hoping that she understood why they'd gone to her about it. “I will do anything,” he added as he didn't care if she wanted something in return, and not much of what that was either. He just wanted to get rid of the problem as soon as possible.

It didn’t matter to him if he had to give her something in return, but he was relieved to hear that he didn’t need to. He took a sip of the coffee as she stated that she knew about the agreement, hoping that it meant that she knew a way out of it as well. He was surprised to know that she knew his relationship with Mariella, but if she’d talked about him, it might make her mother more willing to help them. He looked away from them when she said that she was trying to test Enid. It wasn't something he wanted for her. If anything, he wanted her to be free from those responsibilities altogether, even if that was an unrealistic thought. He put his fist up against his mouth as he almost choked on a new sip of coffee at her next sentence, saying that Rebekah possessed the heart of the prince. It got him thinking that perhaps she'd do worse to him, being the one Enid was actually with. “She has his heart?” he repeated, wondering how it was even possible and why she had it in the first place. “So… the way out of the deal is either to steal the heart of the prince or bring someone back from the dead?” he asked, feeling like both of those missions would be beyond stupid and dangerous, but he also knew that he didn’t have much of a choice. “Is there a chance that she'd suspect people from the Underworld to take it back?” he asked, trying to get more intel on the deal about the heart because the last thing he wanted was to get on Rebekah's bad side.

He looked towards Maya for a moment, wondering if she’d be stupid enough to help him with completing either of those tasks, but he frowned slightly at her blunt comment about it being nothing but ‘stealing a heart back’. He then looked back at Veronica who confirmed that it was all they needed to do before she let them know that it was impossible to break into Rebekah’s home unless you were blood. He didn’t like the idea of Maya doing that by herself and going against her own family like that certainly didn’t guarantee her to be welcomed by the Sinclairs in the future. “Are you sure about that?” he asked in a low voice as he looked at Maya, not wanting her to put herself at risk like that. “Do you know where the blueprints are?” he asked, looking at Veronica. He wasn't certain that Enid even knew her way around the place yet, so if there were any blueprints, it'd be easier for them to plan the heist.

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