The things that keep you up at night

He stood over her, looking down as his hand traced down her chin. She was sleeping. The way he then looked around the room and started walking around. He looked for something. It took him a few seconds before he returned to Cecilia sleeping and a sigh left his lips as he shook his head. He moved his hand to his pocket where he held a knife, and it only took seconds for him to slice her throat.

Cecilia woke up in a hurry and gasped for air. She moved her hand to her throat and then looked at her fingers. No blood, she breathed out and was about to just check the time. She grabbed her phone when she saw an alert on her phone. It was only 3.30 in the middle of the night. Someone was in the house. Cecilia had gotten a security system after Michael had told her about the supernatural, that way she would always know if someone got inside her house. She turned the volume down and opened the app. She saw him. The guy from her dream was walking around in the living room, looking, clearly searching for something. Her dreams was rarely wrong, and it hit her hard. She could hear her heart speeding up, and then she saw his gaze from the screen turn towards the stairs where she was. Cecilia dropped the phone and moved her hands to her mouth. She looked around in her room, knowing there was nowhere to hide, but she opened her drawer and took out the little flask of holy water. Cecilia crawled under her bed, not knowing anything better to do. She still had scars on her arm, but they were almost healed. A newer scar was from the vampire attack that Sebastien had saved her from. She wasn't ready to add more scars to the list. She grabbed the cross that was on her bracelet as she closed her eyes. The first person that came into her thought was Michael. "I wish you were here Michael," she meant it. She really wished he was there, it was the only time since she hadn't felt like she was in danger after she learned about this. He felt safe and she didn't know why, perhaps because he was an angel. She opened her eyes and saw a person was already in her room and she held her breath. Her heart racing faster than ever only able to see the feet of someone.

The room seemed to filled with a calming energy. She could remembered that voice. It made her breath out and think that things might just be alright. However, she stayed put till he came back. Her heart was still somewhat exploding and the adrenalin was pumping like crazy. He returned and said it was safe to come out and she crawled out from under the bed. She took a deep breath in and adjusted her clothe. His question made her frown and she returned her eyes to him as she had put the flask on the nightstand. "Summon you?" She asked confused and frowned a bit. Her heart was still racing and it took sometime till she actually looked at his face. "Are you okay?" She then asked and put the current situation in the back of her head. Cecilia walked over to him to check his face from injuries. Her shaking hands found its calm as they got placed on his jaw. Her brother had always called her the caretaker, because she always took care of others before herself. When she realizing it was just bloodstrains it didn't make her less concerned but at least he wasn't hurt. She then took her hands away from his face carefully and took a step back. "I just thought of you," she then said to answer his former question. She wasn't sure if that was what had make him show up, "I wished for you to be here.." she then confessed in a lower voice and looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry If I disturbed you." She took a deeper breath in moving her hand to the itchy little scars om the vampire bite on her neck, almost gone, but it was pretty clear what they were. "I had one of my dreams again.. only this time I think I just twisted the ending," worry with a slightly sense of panic spread in her eyes as her hand moved over her throat then resting on her collarbone.

She was happy it didn't bother him, that she had brought him here. Cecilia had no idea how it worked or how she had done it, but she was happy she did. "Good," she said almost breathless and took a slightly deeper breath in. He then moved his attention to the redish wound, almost healed but the small scars were itchy. "Around a week ago, or so, I'm on vervain," she replied and breathed out. It seemed like her heart finally had found a more stable rhythm to follow. "A friend of mine was in the area, so I got away with the scare," she added with a little lifting smile. She didn't know if it was smart saying Sebastien's name in this situation, he was a vampire and it seemed weird that a vampire had helped her.  

Cecilia licked her lips to the next question and wrapped her arms around her body. She had seen that face, way to close for comfort. "Oh yeah, he was looking for something. I'm not sure what yet," she shrug and breathed out. "I'm just happy it woke me up, I'm telling you, I'll never sleep again," her hand once more moved closer to her collarbone and further up carefully caressing her neck. Her visions were getting more clear after their last meet, because now she knew she wasn't crazy. "I think he was in my former version as well. The car crash thing.. It happened.. not to me.. my cousin, but I think he was the one pulling the strings," she frowned a bit thinking about it and her heartbeat started beating heavier again. What if he was after Maeve. Cecilia felt like she was starring in a horrormovie around now.
It was way to early or late to even begin thinking about theories about this, but it had never stopped her mind from going in that lane. "I sat up a surveillance system," she went over to pick up her phone from the ground. At least she had made thought about safety after their last meeting, also after reading in his book.  She opened the app again, and found the clip from tonight. She paused it at an angle where you could at least see some of the guy's face. Cecilia showed it to Michael, who only had a few seconds before smoke came out of the phone and she had to drop it. "What the.." she looked down at the screen with an emoji going shh as it just went  black. "Dude got a flair for dramatic exits huh," now they couldn't really take it to the police, not that it mattered Michael was here. "You've seen this guy before?" She looked up at Michael and held her breath.  

He said he would stay with her for the rest of the night, and she nodded silently. She didn't want to be in his way if he needed to be anywhere, but also she didn't want to be alone right now. Cecilia knew herself that she would just end up trying to fix the situation, even though she knew she couldn't really call anyone about it till tomorrow. The question about if Maeve was okay made her nod again, just more to confirm that she was fine. "She escaped with a scare and a broken arm, her biggest problem is to sit still the next few weeks," she chuckled a little thinking about it. Her and Maeve were both quite the workaholics. "But no, I can't think about anyone. We usually don't create that big trouble," she added and took a deeper breath in. Of course her father worked with the police, maybe that was the case or their friend in the Cowan firm.

Cecilia could feel her heart race faster again and she had a theory that, the only reason she could be this calm, was because of Michael being here. His aura was strong and kept her heart from running too far away from her. Cecilia could see the answer in his eyes before he confirmed he knew the guy. Joseph.. Worry pumped around in her system and a thunderstorm of fear was luring in the dark trying to grab her. However, she tried to remain just a little bit calm even though her shaking hands told a different story. "So you hate his guts is telling me I already hate his guts too," she mumbled and closed her eyes for a second to take a deeper breath in. "Not that I can recall," it was still hard to tell apart a dream from a vision and it was not often she had them during the day. It was still weird having to navigate in the supernatural world, even more now that she felt like she also had to make sure nothing hurt Maeve.
"He made a mess downstairs didn't he?" She then asked twisting the conversation to something she could at least focus on. She had to think about something else, just for a few minutes at least. "I should clean it up," she rubbed her forehead and took a sharper breath in. "Will you help me?" She asked walking closer to the door looking back at him. She was clearly still in some state of shock, and she just needed something to do.

Extremely dangerous was all she heard and her heart seemed to never stop beating heavily. Despite this, she couldn't really bring her mind to focus on it, everything about her was almost a blur but she intended to function. Cecilia had almost forgot about the blood on his face, and it wasn't till she watched him walk out to wash it off she remembered it. She looked around at the mess in the living room, the shattered glass on the wooded floors and books, papers every where. Frames called down from the walls, it was lucky that she wasn't a time of person to have way to much stuff that could break easily. Cecilia took a deeper breath in, not knowing where she should begin. It seemed like an endless nightmare of chaos and her feet was planted right in it. She walked over to the window here this Joseph seemed to have made his great escape. Cecilia closed her eyes for at second to take deeper breath in and started collecting the books and other stuff up from the ground. Clearly he was searching for something. She sat down placing her forearms on her thigh and sighed heavily to herself. Cecilia knew she needed to find a way to secure her house so it didn't happen again.

Her head turned around letting the high ponytail follow her head's movement, planting her doe eyes on Michael once again. His face was free from the blood, and she wondered what had went on before she had summoned him. His question made her frown a bit about heirlooms as she knew her mother had told so many stories in the past. Stories she never had thought to much about. However, she was sure she believed Zitora when she told there was something speciel about Maeve. That thought let her to believe that he might have been here because of Maeve. She looked around and got up on her feet as took another deep breath in. "I can't really think right now," she admitted finally breathing out and looked at Michael as she gently wrapped her arms around herself again. She had just watched herself die, and even though it was just a 'dream' or a possible vision, it still felt so real to her. It helped that Michael was here, it seemed like he even had been the one scaring this Joseph off. "Sorry, my head is a bit messy right now," she looked around herself and the remaining mess, the broken things.

Its okay, she kept trying to remind herself of that, however, her mind seemed to not being settled with that just yet. He walked closer to her and further over to the window. Her big brown eyes followed his movement and looked how he was capable of fixing the window. It looked so easy and it made her hold her breath for a few seconds to long, which wasn't the best idea, but who could really blame her. Michael once again mentioned this Joseph guy, other than the information she had gotten he didn't seemed to worried about him. Not other than they needed to find out what he wanted, which was easier said than done. "Would be great.. if we figured that out, would mean less to worry about at least," she breathed out heavily and scratched the top of her head for a second. She found herself collapse on the sofa and she kept her gaze at Michael. It was quite dark, but staying in the dark for so long, her eyes were adjusting just a little. "I might.. honestly. I'm not sure of much lately," she confessed and sighed. There might have been a few times after she moved here, where girls her age were super into contacting ghosts and spirits. They had had one spooky night, and now Cecilia began to wonder if she really had summoned an evil spirit that night. She massaged her left knee, always feeling her knee tense up whenever she was stressed. The scars was old from a car crash when she was a teenager, but they were still there reminding her what had happened. Her fingers felt cold against her skin, reminding her to calm down. Her eyes still gazing at Michael reminding her to blink. "Thank you.. for fixing the window.. and staying. You didn't have to."

She turned her head towards him as he sat down next to her. Cecilia's mind was thinking about so many things and the train hadn't passed the fact he just magically had fixed her window - also she needed something to freak out about later. She wasn't thrilled about this Joseph guy could just pop in whenever he wanted. What kind of creature was he even? She took a sharp breath in, thinking that he could be back. "I will just need to anti Joseph proof my house," she sighed a bit and looked shortly around. Cecilia wanted her home to be her safe place and Joseph had just made it feel unsafe. She was thinking there had to be a way to keep him away. Her eyes returned to his as she felt he looked over at her, however she frowned by the odd question. The way he asked, it seemed so normal for him. Asking people about weapons and the supernatural. She wished it was this natural for her, but it was far from. Every time anyone mentioned a vampire or another creature she still felt like there was so much to learn. "Other than my wit and sweet charm?" She replied and chuckled by herself, "to early for sarcasm?" she let herself fall back and felt how the couch catch her. "I don't," she then replied more serious. Cecilia knew how to handle medical instruments and stuff like that, but it wasn't really anything she would rely on in a normal fight. "And how am I supposed to keep him from returning or try to break in other places," of course she was worried about her family. Maeve still lived home and there was young kids in that household, the same with her brother Tyler, and she wasn't going to let this psycho break in if she could stop it.  

The foundation of her mountain started to fall apart slowly, and she felt utterly helpless. Magic, holy symbols, a siphoner who could enter whenever he wanted. Cecilia had only been in this world of magic for around a month and it was still overwhelming. Her eyes widened when Michael told her about this Joseph person's abilities, and it didn't stop her fear from running around in panic. Cecilia wasn't surprised that he had abilities like that, from her vision he was already the perfect supervillain. She took a deep breath in as he returned his eyes to hers. The big doe eyes looked so lost and frustrated about everything, because she was and the raw emotion was hard to hide. Cecilia could be impulsive enough to try keeping the hybrid away, but Michael's eyes told her that perhaps that might be a bad idea. She had been lucky with that Flynn guy from the hospital, if he had reacted differently then perhaps, she wouldn't be sitting here right now.

Humor had always kept her from falling completely apart, and she disliked it when over saw her for someone who couldn't take care of herself.  The given response to her little remark made her pick up ideas on how to approach this Joseph if he ever showed his face again. Cecilia had seen way to many movies and tv shows to know that guys like that, didn't just go door to door without wanting something. "Noted," she breathed out. She closed her eyes for a short moment, but it was like the nights event kept showing up for her eyes. She opened them again, when Michael confirmed there was nothing she could do. It was possibly the worst thing she could hear right now, but at least it was honest. She shook her head a bit. "There has to be something," she mumbled to herself and looked around the living room. She remembered from the book that witches were unable to preform magic under a new moon, so if someone could unitize that kind of lunar energy - they could create a magic free zone - of course that couldn't stop a vampire from stepping in. She cupped her head with her hands and ran them over her face in a sigh. "You want coffee?" She then asked a few minutes after and broke the silence. She needed to do something other than endless thinking and worrying - even though she had perfected that skill a long time ago.

Cecilia got up from the couch and walked out to the kitchen to put on the kettle. She found a little note book and started writing things down she needed to get done. Everything from getting the living room cleaned up, to find a way to make sure Joseph couldn't break in again, to get a new phone since the other now was toast and just breathe. Cecilia placed her elbows on the kitchen table and folded her hands tightly together.

She nodded slowly as he confirmed that it he wasn't going to stand by, incase he would cause any harm. It made her feel a little calmer, because then she at least wasn't standing in it alone. "I will stay clear from him. I promise," she then replied as she breathed out. Even if he was likely to come back, she wouldn't do anything to challenge him. If Michael said he was powerful and dangerous, she believed him to tell the truth.

Her mind was still racing with everything and she barely realized he had stopped in the doorframe. It wasn't till he spoke that she moved her gaze over to him. "It's not just one other place, it's two places. My brother Tyler has three kids, small kids, I don't want him to get mingled up in this," she gently stood up and wrapped her arms around herself. "Then my cousins, there is children in that household as well. I don't even want to imagine what he possibly could do if they look wrongly at him," she added with a even more worried expression in her eyes. "I have a friend.. or Maeve and I.. have a friend in the police force as well, I might be able to get him to look after Maeve and her brothers, " she breathed out and took the pen up to write a reminder to call Ethan in the morning. She took out two mugs and got the instant coffee. She put in two teaspoons of coffee in each mug before poured the water. "So other than helping people from dangerous hybrids and other stuff. What do you like to do for fun?" She then asked as she handed him the warm mug. It was nice thinking and talking about something else for a little while.

She knew what it was like having work that took up most of the time. Cecilia was ambitious and was known to take on way more than she should.  She warmed her hands as she looked at him consider her question before he replied. A smirk founds it’s way slowly up on her lips as she listened to him. Cecilia could relate to most of the things he mentioned. Her family was one of her most valuable treasures and she liked spending her time with them. It was sad that there still were things he hadn’t tried out, but honestly, there were even more adventures people out in the world than Cecilia. Her life felt quite mundane if she had to explain it. Before she really could reply to his words, the question had returned to her. Cecilia took a deeper breath in and narrowed her eyes as her mind began to think. “I enjoy travelling, it comes with visiting the family I have in Bulgaria, however, other cultures have always brought great curiosity into my life. Sadly, I don’t have nearly enough time for it,” she confessed and took a few steps back to sit on the kitchen counter behind her. “I like driving up to my brother to visit him and his family. I spend quite a lot time with Maeve, she is basically more my sister than my cousin,” she added with a warmer smile on her face by that thought. Maeve was like a younger sister to Cecilia, perhaps also a reason Cecilia felt so protective towards her.  “Along with that my free time is spend with them or friend,” it was the basic answer though and she knew that. “I do like to cook when I have time and spend time in my garden, I feel so much more connected to nature when I get my fingers in the dirt. I don’t know if that sounds silly or somewhat insane,” she chuckled a little by herself, but it didn’t change that she meant what she said. “Oh, and i'm ambassador for a new campaign to help protect the world’s sharks, Oceana.”
That was a few things about her, but she was passionate.
“You said you haven’t tried many activities, is there one thing you would love to try if you had to time?"

"I’ve been fascinated by sharks for a while. They used to scare me, but once I realized what amazing creatures they are," she replied to the question. Cecilia's brother's wife had some friends that had made it possible. "I knew I needed to lend my voice to Oceana’s campaign. So I did," she added med a brighter smile.
Cecilia took a sip of the warm coffee as he replied to her question. It was a long time since she had visited an amusement park with other than her cousins or Tyler's children. "Then I challenge you to karaoke sometime," she replied to his answer and took another sip of her coffee. "There is a great place here in Aston." There was an amusement park in Grounds of Lily, but usually the yearly autumn festival had some fun activity. Autumn was one of her favorite seasons, it was always so cozy and brought people together. Talking about something else helped her mind come at ease, at least for the time being. Cecilia was thankful that Michael was here now, she wouldn't even begin to imagine how she would have reacted if she had been here by herself right now.
"Also, I've heard they are setting up a haunted house in the park here in Aston for Halloween," she wondered shortly if it had any magic to it. Now that she was aware of the supernatural was she ever going to stop thinking twice about her actions? "Not that I think it will frighten you, but it could be fun." He seemed somewhat fearless, but no one was fearless when they cared so much about their family. She also knew he was quite busy, they both were, but she couldn't help wanting to know him more.

People often thought Cecilia never hold promises like that against them, but oh, she did. And someday when time fit, she would make it happen. Cecilia could use some none serious event and just relax a little for a chance - no matter how much you enjoyed your work, you needed time to breathe away from the world's worries. Cecilia softly tilted her head a little to the side as he asked if she would company him to the haunted house - what also included the autumn festival. "I would love to," she responded with a warmer smile. "I will see what I can make possible," she added shortly after. Cecilia didn't know her brother's plans for autumn or when they were going to be in town - but she did know her brother was eager to let his sister babysit.

The question about what she wanted to try in life made her blink shortly. Her eyes widened a bit as her mind tried to find an answer to the question. There was so much stuff she never had tried and much she had tried. "When I was a child I wanted to travel the world, before studies and work took up all my spare time. I always wanted to visit the Galapagos islands I can only imagine it is incredible," she replied and folded her lips a little. "And take a road trip around New Zealand. Just being on the road and see everything, seems so unrealistic to get away from the noisy city life." It seemed unreal to think about ever having time or room for such trips, and it was possible that it was just dreams. "Imagining ridning horses on the beach while watching the sunrise does sound all ways of perfect as well. But yeah, you know, work comes first."