Well Ill be damned

Same setting as in Even for me this is to much
@Cecilia
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Eden left, and perhaps it was for the best. There was no need to stick around if being here was just going to make her uneasy. Cecilia was good with people, good at talking and keeping a conversation - and it was so rare that she was out and about these days. However, as the time past she just stood by herself with a glass of champagne in her hand and looked over the crowd. Cecilia took a deeper breath in, trying not to give in to her own mind. It was like she expected something bad to go down, and what worried her the most, was the so called gut feeling - she just had bragged about. Cecilia thought about just calling Lucas, telling him to come get her - it would be safer than staying here and wait for an explosion. The room was large, not as warm as it usually would be - perhaps it was the gut feeling that kept her own her toes. Even through there was so many people in the room, it felt lonely and almost grey - perhaps Eden had left with her light. She made slight grimasse after moving her head a little too fast, knowing she should just have asked Eden to heal the almost faded bruise from her neck. Even if the make up and hair did cover it up nicely.

Cecilia could feel someone look at her, and her paranoia kicked in for a short second - and she almost didn't dare to look. Despite the fear, she looked. Her gaze froze for a second along with her entire body. She hadn't seen him what, in a year - and then he was just standing there. It wasn't fair, it hadn't been fair. Cecilia couldn't really move her eyes away from him. He had left and she had been so angry at him for that. She took a sharper breath in, not really knowing how to deal with the fact that he was standing there. Her hand from her neck fell down, before she remembered to breathe.

She took a deeper breath in while someone seemed to talk to him, so she looked away - once again trying to figure out how to escape the scene. See, if Eden had stayed just a little longer, perhaps he wouldn't be walking towards her - or, she didn't even dare to think what Evelina would say to him, or Maeve for that matter. Cecilia, he called her name as he was suddenly much closer than she expected for him to be. She quickly closed her eyes to take a deeper breath in, before the big doe eyes looked at him. I'm sorry, she took a sharp breath in and tried to collect her thoughts and feelings that suddenly just hit her like a storm. "You are sorry, huh.. I'm pretty sure you are a little late for that," she replied and held her breath for a little while. She wanted to be the bigger person, and able to hear other people out. Cecilia took a deeper breath in, feeling her heart skipping a few nervous beats. "You didn't have to that guy," she then said and ran a frustrated hand through her dark brown curles. Almost forgetting why she hadn't pulled hair up, and quickly adjusted the hair again. "You could have called.. texted.. even left a bloody letter. Just at least letting me know you were alive," she shook her head a little, happy that the frustration covered up the slight soreness from her neck. This was far from the place to have this conversation, and if she had known today would be the day for that - she would have found a way to delay it. She was forgiving at heart, if anyone was known to give a second chance, it was Cecilia. She worried about others, no matter how much they had hurt her in the past. "Wh.. what are you even doing here Nigel?" She then asked, realizing he was here at this gala, there had to be a reason - however, since she didn't know if he knew about the supernatural, she didn't expect it to be anything with that.

"And so what, don't you think I've spend all that time worried where you went?" She said with a slightly higher voice, only to realize she should keep it a bit down. So, he had seen her with Jasper she figured. Her and Jasper had been a short tragic thing, everyone who had looked at them for a little too long would agree with that. Cecilia didn't know what had hurt the most, that he had left or she had thought that he was different than the other people who also just had left her. Cecilia took another sharp breath in, of course she was frustrated, who wouldn't be. She couldn't help but think of what would have happened if Nigel just had knocked on the door anyways, but then the darkness of the supernatural made her realize - that perhaps Jasper just would have hurt Nigel, and that wasn't what she would want. So she didn't comment on his being weak and trying to run away, because it didn't change what he had done - or how he had made her feel. "You really hurt me, you know," Cecilia breathed out almost confessing that in a low whisper, but it was clear what she said.

So, he didn't even know the room he had stepped into. It made her frown a bit confused, and she quickly after raised her left brow. "A great discovery in medicine.. you would know, if you were on the guest list," she eyed him and narrowed her eyes just a tiny bit. Cecilia licked her lips softly and shook her head at him. She had talked with a few uninvited guests, demons to be specific - how did she know? Because once they touch her hand, her bracelet had touched their skin - and everyone knew that holy symbols made demons skin burn. They had been quick to leave her after that, which was lucky for her at least. Cecilia downed her champagne and placed the empty glass on the table. "Why are you-" a vision shortly cut her off, in far to quick flashes for her to actually see anything useful. Her hand moved to her head as a small pain rushed through it. She sighed a bit and shook her head like it was nothing, but her eyes looked around the room almost scanning to see if there was anything she needed to be aware off. This paranoid look wasn't new, but it wasn't old either and she wasn't known to be scared - but something was out there and it made her worry.

You were perfect, she shook her head a little bit, "God I hate that word," she mumbled to herself and closed her eyes for a little bit. And as she vision seemed to want to point out for her it was time to go, perhaps she could just listen to her gut. "Yeah, I'm fine," she breathed out and just like her eyes scanned the room - he seemed to react to something as well. Nigel's friend walked over to them and she frowned a bit, but kept her attention on what ever he had to say - she had been right - demons. Cecilia didn't even have time to ask if he knew about all this, what part he was playing in it.

Before she knew more he grabbed her, making her frown a bit more. "Hell nah, I'm not letting you go into a trap by yourself," even if he wasn't in the mood to discuss this with her, she was way to stubborn to not at least make a comment. He started the fire alarm and people seemed to run out by the sound of it, ending the gala for tonight. Cecilia debated with herself if she could just call Lucas now and get going, but she couldn't get herself to just leave. What if she got out of there and had a vision of something useful - or something were to happen - she couldn't live with herself if she left and he got hurt. Cecilia wasn't trained in hunting creatures or fighting them. She knew how to take down a demon, but she had never done it before. "Just tell me what is going on." She shook her head a little, "not the demon thing.. supernatural thing.. I know that bit.. the what are they doing here part." Cecilia had a theory that the demons hadn't made up their minds yet, or perhaps something was still not decided making her blind to the result of the event.

She chuckled lightly by herself, no one should ever forget how stubborn she was. It was her greatest trait, or at least one of them. "Let's just say I have had a rough year," she confessed on the next inhale and held her breath for a little while. She followed him as he dragged her with him. Cecilia didn't know why she was getting to impulsive, it wasn't like her - she usually thoughts things through, and she blamed both Ajax and Joseph for having a influence on this weirdly change of behavior. Cecilia had become quite good at masking her fear, with a plain smile. There was more important things to be scared about than some demons making chaos, and her ex boyfriend being in the middle of it. Another flash made it through to her like a hit in her stomach and she gasped a little bit, with a sudden worried expression. It was first then in all of this she realized he was carrying a weapon, and suddenly she had so many other questions. "They heading for the basement," she moved her hand up to her head feeling this painful pitch noise in her ears as screams from the future passed through her. "And it.. it's not good," she took a sharper breath in before facing Nigel again. She could feel the thick liquid fall from under her nose, and she moved the back of her hand up to remove it quickly. Her mind was already processing so many visions in just one day, it was hard to keep up with it. It wasn't the fact that there was demons, or bad things were going to happen - but there were people down there. People who were hurt and she could help them, she was a doctor after all. Most people who had already left the room were, but she seemed to be the only one who had remained here.

Oh yeah the year had just simply begun. A part of her had wished to stay back in Bulgaria, it seemed like Gaia was cursed - however, if she had stayed there she wouldn't have found herself back with Lucas. "Fi-," she mumbled annoyed and was about to get her phone up, when a blonde guy came running towards them. Go for the heart, she blinked shortly and took the knife - she knew how a knife worked and she had been reading a lot about how you killed a demon - thank you Michael - but from that, to actually doing it was a long shot. Cecilia took a deeper breath in looking at the knife shortly before looking up at him and his friend started walking. However, Nigel seemed to stop and suddenly embrace her in a hug. She frowned a bit, confused really with everything that was going on, but she took it. Cecilia took a slightly deeper breath in as she listened to his words. She gave him a little nod, she didn't like the.. if there is an after this. It made her heart uneasy to watch them walk towards the basement, knowing that they might not come back. But Cecilia also knew better than to stand in someone's way, clearly they were weaponized and she put the puzzle together that they possible were hunters. Cecilia just kept standing there alone and looked around, there was not a single soul close to her - and there was a chance that she should just make the call and get the hell away from here, but she couldn't even get herself to do that. Not till she at least knew if he was okay. Her hands slightly shaking with worry and she felt jumpy. Her eyes analyzed the knife with the symbols, holy symbols making it more painful for the demon. It took sometime but finally it seemed like they returned, but she should have seen it coming it was a blood coated demon.

The demon came closer to her, and Cecilia found herself taking a step back each time. She wasn't a hunter or anything close to that. Her fist was so hardly tightened on the knife it almost hurt. She was tired, no she was done - at this point she was just done, done with people who tried to walk all over her. People like Joseph who just danced all over the place thinking he could do whatever he pleased. Demons who kept killing like it was a sport. The final step back and her back met with the wall behind her, and she could feel her heart beating heavier in her chest as the demon came closer and closer. This most be how a demon in its demon form looked like.
Cecilia took a deeper breath in and looked at the monster in front of her, standing so tall and she was sure it could end her in a second. One thing she was done doing, was standing still waiting for attacks to happen. Which might also be the reason she made a run for it before the demon got too close. Couldn't she at least go one day without feeling like her life was in danger? Even if it wasn't for the link, her life just seemed to catch up with her. Cecilia didn't look back, but she could hear the tables and chairs being kicked and thrown away. But she just ran like her life depended on it, because it did. Cecilia tried to keep the visions that hit her with enormous speed already, made it hard to stay focused on just running. But it also made her able to not be hit by a few tables that were thrown her way. "Nigel," she spoke almost breathless as she saw him and ran towards him.

He grabbed her as soon as she was close, and got her behind him. Cecilia finally felt like she could catch her breath, looking at Nigel quickly before her eyes landed on the demon again. Her heart beating so fast she could barely catch her breath. Her heart stopped for a second as he hammered the shotgun in the monster's face, and with widened eyes she just stood there - silent without knowing what to do with herself. The big doe eyes watched as Nigel hammered a knife through the demon's heart having it shift into human like form again. Her hand moved to her mouth as she took a deeper breath in, death was never easy to watch - even if she did have experience with it in the field. The scream from seconds ago still roamed in her ears, but as it faded it was like she could finally breathe again, and her heart could keep beating. Her dark eyes didn't move from the dead body first, even as he turned to her, it took her a few seconds. Then she looked up, letting her eyes look into his. "I'm fine," she replied while holding her breath. She turned around as he said he was going to get Long, most likely the guy from earlier he was with. It was first now looked back at him she realized how his white shirt was covered in blood. Intense worry hit her like a tsunami, and she tagged along leaving the demon on the ground, only looking back once. "Are you hurt?" She then asked, couldn't really let her eyes rest away from looking after injuries whle she followed him to Long.

"Yeah," she didn't take it personal however, she saw it everyday at work. It was a life as a surgeon having to switch of her emotions and act on saving the life in front of you, not how you felt about it. Then she saw Evelina come towards them as they headed outside. She shouldn't be surprised that someone had called the police in panic earlier, to be honest, Cecilia had totally zoned out about what had happened. She always did that, zoned out and everything seemed fine, she was fine for that amount of time - but it always hit her harder later when she realized what had happened around her. "Everything is fine Eve," she assured her friend, knowing that Evelina had been there when Nigel had left her back then, only to suddenly stand here right now - it seemed unreal, but so did all the past week. However, nothing really was settled before Evelina had put her words in the face of Nigel to point out that she shouldn't hurt her again. Cecilia exhaled the second that Evelina had left them again. "I do, but it can wait. You said you wanted to explain, so - here is your window. You already know where I live so," she sounded a bit more harsh in the end than what she wanted. But she wanted it to sting a little bit, sting by the fact that she was living in the house they had bought. She could text Lucas and ask him to come over later or just give him a night off from her madness. Cecilia started walked to the way he gestured. She looked forward to get out of these heels as well, they were not suited for running and her feet was slowly dying.

The silence was thick around them and she quickly just texted Lucas, that she was on her way home and they could talk later. It would be on the news sooner or later that things had happened at the museum either way, this way she at least didn't worry him. Cecilia placed the phone back in her purse, and just looked at the road ahead. She could feel her heart beat faster and faster, mostly because she didn't know what to expect or had any idea on what he had to say. It was a waste of ability to prepare herself. Also, she didn't want to be that kind of person. He finally spoke, and she turned her head towards him. Cecilia had no idea that he had a daughter, and a teenage daughter even. Then she also realized he might not be human, otherwise he would've had her.. very young, how old was he again? She pushed the many thoughts behind the que and took a deeper breath in. Nigel also mentioned the reason behind not giving her that information, she still had yet to learn why his family had been the cost of something like that.

The doe eyes looked to the side at the red light, before he started talking again then her eyes moved back to him. It was terrible thing to do, kidnap a child she couldn't even imagine how she would react if someone in her family was kidnapped or missing. It was my little girl, and I needed to get her home, it stung a bit in her heart, but annoyingly enough she could see it from his eyes. Not in the heart ache, and being blinded by the disappointment. There was a lot worse things that had happened here than her heart being torn into pieces. This is not an apology, she took a deeper breath in and folded her lips shortly. "You did what you had to do, family comes first," she replied keeping her eyes at him for a few seconds. Then she moved them back to the road ahead. Yes, she had not deserved it. There was a lot of things she hadn't deserved. Cecilia wasn't a person able to hate someone else or the list with who she hated was very small. "We can't change what happened," she took a deeper breath in, "we can only move forward." Cecilia closed her eyes for a second and licked her lower lip for a moment, "I take you found her.. Katelyn. I hope she is alright after what happened."

There was a thousand things she wished people would have told her in the past, things that could have changed everything. It wasn't like she didn't understood where they were coming from, if she could protect someone from the hurt of this world, she would do it as well. However, in the end it had taken so many choices away from her. "I wish you had told me as well," she replied on the next exhale and turned her eyes to him as well. If it wasn't for everything happening and had happened she would possibly have been more angry. If they hadn't just faced a demon and all the other chaos, but that just put things in a perspective that she couldn't really blame anyone for protecting her from that. Her eyes looked shortly out  as they turned down the street. They both had been pretty clear back then, it was home and she had kept it like that. Because it was her home. As she began to talk again, her gaze returned to him. Hunters, she took a slightly deeper breath in. Now that she knew Ethan was a hunter as well, she wasn't totally blinded to that part of the world. However, she also knew there was different types of hunters - and she only got that confirmed by Nigel's story. I knew how to kill a vampire before I could even talk, it sounded brutal, it was brutal - being taught to kill, she couldn't even imagine being forced from a normal childhood like that. He was gifted as well she thought and tried to adapt the word Lucas had used instead of superpowers or even cursed.

Cecilia had always been told her compassion was a gift to this world, and even if she never had been placed in such state - she knew how to get stuck in an ability. I was here a year ago, she turned her head towards the house again and took a slightly deeper breath in before returning the big doe eyes to him. "Our you could come in and have some tea - or coffee," she suggested and held her breath a little bit. He clearly had stories that he hadn't been able to share with her before, and once again she found herself wanting to know more. And a part of her wondered if he perhaps knew a way she could deal with the entire Joseph problem - or just a way to keep someone like him out of the house, even if he hadn't tried to break in the past months. "Unless you have other plans."

Adoptive sister. Daughter. So many things seemed to be coming up to the surface, and for a second she felt like she knew nothing about him at all - which wasn't true, she reminded herself. Even if a part of his life had been hidden away from her, she had known what was in his heart. That was the thing about at least two of the guys in her life, no matter the secret or their reason for leaving - she knew their hearts, and yes, Cecilia did have a good heart that sometimes was like a curse, but she did believe she knew their hearts.

Cecilia stepped out of the car looking up at the house. She had thanked Irina many times for helping her with being able to stay here, and promised to pay her back at some point. The yellow brick stones looked almost grey in the night, and the lights from the front door showed the way to the door. Cecilia took the keys out from her purse and locked the door up. She quickly deactivated the alarmsystem, and then she kicked the high heels off. "Finally.. freedom," she mumbled to herself before reaching out to turn on the lights. She stepped into the living room, looking around, barely remember how they'd left it this morning. One of Lucas' jackets on the couch, and the mugs from the morning tea. Cecilia walked over to the table and grabbed the mugs, mostly to put them out in the kitchen. It felt weird walking around in this red dress after everything that had happened tonight. "Feel free to look around," she then said while putting the kettle on before returning to the living room. She always liked having the living-room combined with the kitchen, especially when having guests over. "And yeah, I still buy a new plant every time I'm at the store," she chuckled a little bit. Cecilia had always liked her plants, and it was clear looking around. It wasn't like she had a lot of stuff, the walls mostly decorated with book-shelves and framed pictures of her loved ones. Then of course the plants. Anything other than that, it was pretty neat and simple. "If you don't mind, I will go up and changed out of this - I feel like I've been playing Cinderella way too long already." She didn't really give him a chance to say no, because she really wanted to get into something more comfortable. So she ran upstairs to the bedroom real quick.

She changed really quick out of the dress and into a pair of sweatpants and a cropped hoodie, about to pull her hair up real quick, but remembered the yellow-purple bruises that still covered her skin - even if it wasn't too bad anymore, perhaps this wasn't the question she wanted him to ask. So, she kept the hair down, before heading downstairs again. She walked directly out to the kitchen to make the tea ready, chuckling a bit about the fact that she didn't own a treasure of tea options like Lucas did. Once the tea was ready she returned to the living room with the two mugs and placed them on the table. She removed Luca's jacked and placed it on one of the chairs at the dining table. Then she walked over to sit down, she moved her legs up, crossing them so she sat comfortably, while looking at Nigel. "I figured out.. some months ago now.. that I'm gifted," she still tasted how that word sounded in her mouth, but it was a better way of speaking about her powers, "my excellent gut feeling had a higher purpose," she added with a light chuckle as she breathed out.