Poppy North was sitting in the front seat of her soulmate's car. They were driving to her father's house. He didn't know that Poppy was still alive, or that he was a witch. But they needed somewhere to go. Poppy sighed. James looked at her and smiled.
"How much further is your dad, Poppy?" he asked.
"Turn left then turn right. Just keep going straight, he's at the end of the road." They didn't talk for the rest of the drive. Soon they reached the house. It was a small two bed-roomed house with pealing paint on the walls. Her father's car was in the drive so he was in. Poppy sighed again and got out of the car. James followed. He walked up behind Poppy and hugged her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Don't worry about it Poppy. He will understand."
"I know. Ok let's do this." She took a deep breath and walked up to the front door. She looked back at James and he gave her an encouraging smile. She looked back at the door and knocked. No one answered at first. But after about a minute the door opened. Standing there was Poppy's father. He looked at Poppy then James then Poppy again.
"Wow, I have already had this dream." He said.
"Sorry dad but this time it's not a dream." Poppy said looking at the step. He looked at her then his face went paler until it was sheet white.
"Poppy? I…Is it r…really you? Th…this is not a joke is it?" he stuttered. She shook her head. Jake's (A/N sorry I can't remember his name) eyes filled with tears and he hugged his daughter. She hugged him back and started to cry as well. James just stood there looking uncomfortable. Finally the crying stopped and Jake invited them in. The living room was small with a loveseat and an armchair. Jake sat in the armchair and James and Poppy sat on the loveseat. James held onto Poppy's hand.
"Ok, care to explain how the hell you are alive? I went to your funeral. I saw your body. You were dead." Poppy looked at James.
How should I do this? Try and talk to him, because he is a lot like me. And I though you were playing a horrible joke. Or should I just show him. Poppy used the soulmate link to ask James. He didn't reply straight away.
Show him, and then explain. He finally said. Poppy closed her eyes took a deep breath then opened them again. Jake was looking at the two on the loveseat. Poppy turned to look at him and opened her mouth. There, two delicate, needle sharp fangs had grown. Jake looked at them then at Poppy's eyes. They had gone liquid silver. He started to hyperventilate. Poppy ran over to her father.
"Oh dad, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Look, it was the only way to help me. Can I try to explain?" she stared into her father's eyes. He closed them and nodded. So she told him what happened. Starting from the first day of the summer. James and Jake just sat and listened to her. James commenting every now and then. She explained to him about the night world and how he fit into it all.
"So you are saying that I am a lost witch and I belong to this Night World place." Poppy nodded. "And e is your…what did you call it?"
"Soulmate" Jake just sighed and nodded.
"You can stay. Just please don't do anything while I'm here. And if you hurt her in any way I will kill you. Ok?" James nodded. Jake got up and indicated for them to follow him. He led them to a room upstairs. It had pale blue walls and a double bed. There was also a sofa and a wardrobe.
"Well, erm…I have got to go out…so, I will see you later." He said and left. James looked at Poppy.
"Looks like we have a place to stay." He said. Poppy smiled and walked over to him. She put her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest. James wound his arms around her and rested his chin on the top of his head. They stood there for a while just holding each other. Poppy looked up at James and he leaned down and brought his lips to hers. They had a place to stay and each other in their arms.