an/n: SUPER SORRY for the wait! Its been a busy summer! I'd like to say that i'll be able to update faster but i'll be out of town next week! Anyways, enjoy!
Chapter four:
Simon was in the kitchen when we got downstairs. He opened up a cabinet, probably trying to raid the kitchen. He'd be disappointed.
"There's nothing in there," Derek told Simon. "Andrew's going to go get some groceries now."
"Oh." Simon smiled as he saw me. "Good morning. How long have you guys been up?"
"A while." Derek answered for me and took a seat at the counter. "Andrew forgot to mention that there was a graveyard here…" And with that Derek began to explain what happened last night. While he was talking, Simon reached over towards me and grabbed my hand. His thumb rubbed over my knuckles comfortingly, but I felt uncomfortable holding hands with him with Derek watching. Almost like I was being rude. I fought the urge to slip my hands away from Simon's.
"That must have been terrifying," Simon said after Derek had finished explaining.
I shrugged. "I handled it. I was fine."
"But you can't sleep in your room tonight." Simon thought for a minute before snapping his fingers. "Hey! I have an idea. I'll just trade rooms with Chloe. You'll have to room with Derek but-" he winked "-he'll be nice."
From behind him I saw Derek roll his eyes. He threw the jacket on the counter and Simon turned around to see it.
"Where'd you get that?" He picked it up and tilted his head observing.
"In the attic. Chloe heard a ghost and we followed it. It told us to find a jacket. The tag says its Dad's."
"Dad's? Why would dad's jacket be here?"
"Andrew said that a long time ago other supernaturals were here. Dad must have came here once to help with the movement against the Edison group. Then he probably left his jacket here on accident." Derek raked his hair back. "The ghost here must have thought we needed the jacket or something." He eyed Simon. "You know the locator spell?"
The locator spell I assumed to be the spell that would help contact their Dad. But how could an old jacket help with that?
"Yeah. What about it?" Simon asked.
"Do you remember when dad taught you about it? He said that it works better if you have a personal item from the person you are trying to locate. If you use jacket you might be able to contact him. See where he's at. To find out If he's okay."
Simon's eyes brightened. "You want to try it now or-"
The front door busted open with a bang, and I snapped my head around to see who it was. Andrew was standing there with bags of groceries hanging from his hands. Derek and Simon rushed over to help him carry the groceries in. I tried to help, but they just waved me off. So I took a seat at the counter and watched as they took the groceries in.
When they were done, Andrew took out a bag of McDonald's and it seemed like the boy's hunger could be sustained no longer. Andrew looked around curiously after we all had sat down to eat.
"Where is Tori?" He asked.
"Probably still getting her beauty sleep," Simon laughed.
Tori entered the room, her hair a sticking up in every place. She scrunched up her face in anger. "I heard that. God, do you guys ever shut up? You're so loud you woke me up."
"Our apologies," Simon said sarcastically and took a bite of his bagel.
She strode over and grabbed her food, pancakes, glaring at anyone in her path. Guess she's not a morning person.
Andrew spotted Kit's jacket on the table and raised his brows. "Where did you find this?"
"Attic," Derek grunted.
"Its been here for years," Andrew said. "A long time ago your Father came down here to help with the Edison group situation. We didn't get much done, though. I can't believe you guys found it."
Derek had been right on with his guess. Not a huge surprise, Derek's guesses were usually right.
"We were just wondering if the jacket could help with the locator spell," Simon explained.
Andrew brightened a bit. "That really could help. We need to know where your Father is so we can help him get back to you guys. Actually, I was going to tell you that we will have some visitors arriving soon. I want to see if they will help with the movement against the Edison group, and help find your Dad. They won't be coming for a few hours so.." he motioned for Simon. "C'mon Simon. We've got some work to do if we want to find out where your dad is."
They walked off into the living room and I turned to Derek confused. "Andrew's a sorcerer, too?"
"Yeah."
"So does having more than one sorcerer around help with the spell?" I tilted my head slightly.
"It should." He grumbled. "But it's a difficult spell, though. With the jacket they probably should be able to contact him."
Tori cut into our conversation then, her hands on her hips. "If it helps if there are more sorcerers why didn't they ask me to help?"
"Because you don't know how to perform the spell, for one. And its not easy to locate someone you've never met." Derek said pointedly. He wasn't being rude about it, but Tori looked as if she was offended.
"C'mon over here you guys." Andrew said. "We need as many ears as we can get. This spell is tricky and sometimes the signal fades out. I need all of you to be listening so we don't miss anything Kit says if we get a hold of him."
We all lumbered over, me tripping slightly over the couch and flushing a deep crimson. I took a seat in between Derek and Tori on the couch and watched as the sorcerers as they began their attempt at contacting Kit.
"Now give me your hands." Andrew instructed Simon, who raised his eyebrows, and reluctantly connected his hands with Andrew's. Simon's face was tinted a slight pink from embarrassment.
"Okay now.. You know the words, right?" Simon answered him with a "Yup" and they bowed their heads as if in prayer.
They closed their eyes and began to utter words from an unfamiliar language or something like that. I couldn't hear what they were saying, only the low murmur of their voices could be made out. Tori, Derek, and I all stared, anxious to see what would happen.
After a few frustrating minutes, a voice came through sounding like static. Inspired, Andrew and Simon seemed to double their efforts and a sudden voice seemed came from out of thin air.
"HELLO? HELLO?! WHO'S THERE?!" It asked.
"Dad?" Simon asked.
"SIMON?! IS THAT YOU?" My ears rang from the volume of his voice.
"Yes, its me, Dad." Simon's expression was unreadable. He hadn't heard his Dad's voice in months, it must have been a relief to hear him again. To know he was safe. For a brief moment, I thought of my Dad with a surge of sadness.
"WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU AND DEREK ALRIGHT? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU TWO?!"
Andrew cleared his voice and began to talk. "They're with me, Kit. Everyone's safe for now. As to what happened, that needs to be saved for later once we've found you. We need you to tell us what happened, and don't talk so damn loud!"
Kit chuckled. "Sorry. Didn't think you'd be able to hear me well. I can't tell you the whole story now.. Much too long, and they'll be back here soon.." Derek stiffened beside me. "Long story short, the Edison group got to me. I'm stuck here in the headquarters. They put me in some sort of room and locked me in here.. There trying to…. So ... you'll come looking…. Me… and… capture…"
"You're fading out." Andrew told him.
"…Don't….. come and…." His voice cackled and faded into silence. We all looked around no one wanting to be the first to speak.
