"The transition is complete," the man on the phone tells me.
"Dammit… Where's Elijah?"
"He's with him."
"Fuck… What about the doppelganger?"
"She's alive."
"How?"
"The witch."
"The vampires? The, uh, Salvatores."
"One was bitten by a werewolf. The other is fine."
"I'll be there by morning."
"You have school."
"I have eternity to go to school."
"As your dad, I forbid you to miss school, Rachel."
"You're not my dad. You're my father. You didn't raise me, you didn't take care of me. You're not my dad." He sighs.
"A week. You can come in a week."
"Fine, Alistair. I'll be there in a week."
"Don't you have to prepare for regionals anyway?"
"Fuck glee club."
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