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A little over a week has passed since Elijah left town, since the two teenagers were murdered and Mary can't seem to get the vampire off her mind, she smiles when she thinks about him, even now as she walks down the street, but when she comes to St Jude's Church her smile falls… she takes a deep breath, hand playing with her crucifix as she starts to walk the stairs, her heart grits as she sees the displays on the entrance wall, the awards, plaques and pictures, many of them have her in, after all she had been coming to this church her whole life, before everything went bottoms up!
Casually she walks into the church, placing her duffle on one of the prayer benches as she checks her watch, 2:15… she had fifteen minutes to wait, so she took a knee at the bench and begins to pry, muttering to herself… after a short while she hears footsteps and looks up to see father Thomas walk into the confessional. The blonde takes a look around, seeing only a few people making prayer and lighting candles so she slowly stands and quietly slips into the other side of the confessional "forgive me father for I have sinned, it's been three months since my last confession…"
"Tell me your sins child…" his voice sooths
Mary closes her eyes as she says "I have so many… I was once such a good girl, I did everything in my power to abide by the church, by god, but I've found myself strayed from the path father!"
"It's easy to stray my child, it's the fight back that is difficult… do you want to return to the path of righteousness?" he questions her through the wooden grate
She nods and says, her mouth dry "so much, but I don't think I can, I've done horrid things father, deeds of the devil!"
She can see his frown through the small holes of the vent as he asks "what deeds do you speak of my child?"
She shakes her head, fighting back a sob "I was wronged father, so very wronged, then thrown away… suddenly, in a world where I was trusted and loved, I found myself alone and my word cast aside… I wanted justice, revenge… so, I took it!"
"What do you mean?" he asks in a slightly shaken voice
"I… I have blood on my hands, so much blood… but I'm scared father not of being caught or locked up, but because I don't feel guilty, I feel relived, redeemed… I don't want to burn, do you think god could ever love or forgive such a demon as I?" she begs to the priest, who she is sure is sickened
Thomas's breath catches in his throat as he makes the sign of the cross "well… I … Do you seek redemption?"
A teat falls from her silver lit eyes as an image comes to her mind, a small smile to her face "I do father… and I think perhaps I've found it! I met a man, a good, kind and honorable man, he's not a believer… but he believes in me, he doesn't know what I've done… but I think he'd forgive me, I think he'd understand… I asked god for a sign, to tell me he hadn't forgot me, that he still loved me and then there he was, Elijah…he's my one true friend!"
The young vicar ran a hand through his thick black locks and swallowed hard "you've made a mistake my child… the only redemption is acceptance, you must come forward and admit to your crimes!"
The blonde's heart sinks and the tears seem to flood through her "I can't! Please father… there must be another way, they were bad people, evil people… they had to be stopped!"
"Life is not ours to take; only the almighty himself has that power… and this man, do you really want to drag him into the flames with you?" his voice is filled with judgment
She can't fight back the violent sobs "but I can't go to prison and Elijah… he's the one good thing in my life… I can't lose him, I won't!"
"Then you are damming an innocent man, if he does indeed forgive you, then he will be an accomplice… do you really want to bring this on him?" he's trying to persuade her
She breaks down for a moment crying heavily into her hands but then she slowly lifts her head and looks to the grid "if god can forgive the people that sentenced his own son to a wrongful death, why can't he forgive me?"
"He can… if you admit what you've done!" the priest begs
She shakes her head and says "If there really was a god he wouldn't have let me be led to this, to need forgiveness in the first place!"
But then the wheels in her head being to turn "…but if none of this happened, I wouldn't have realized how little my loved ones love me or have met Elijah, maybe this was his plan, maybe he destroyed me so that I could rebuild stronger… so that two lost souls could find each other, yes!"
"No, no you see god he…" the priest tries to explain but Mary just smiles
"He has a plan, a reason for everything, it's all so clear to me now… he led me to Elijah! Thank you father!" she says darting out of the confessional
"No wait!" he shouts after her, but as he rushes from the small booth he only sees a grey and yellow blur leaving the church
Meanwhile Elijah is washing blood off his hands, his sleeves rolled up and Jonas at the bathroom door "dead end?"
"You could say that! …these leads seem to consist more of idiotic feedling's lying to make up some sort of reputation than anything!" he complains
Jonas nods and sighs "well it's better than nothing I guess… where to next?"
The original glances into the mirror and answers "there's a small town I was staying in before meeting you…"
"So there's a lead there?" the witch asks with a curious look
Elijah shakes his head "no, just something I need to take care of…"
"Elijah, here there's a call for you…" Luka says, handing him the phone as they step out of the bathroom
He places it to his ear and asks calmly "hello?"
"Elijah!" the sweet voice of his human comes through
"Mary, how are you, is everything alright?" he asks with a small smile on his face, earning him odd glances from the warlocks
He takes a seat, rolling down his sleeves as she answers "I'm good, actually I'm great, I miss you though, I don't really have anyone to talk to, kind of sucks! When are you coming back?"
"I'll be back by Thursday, in time for mass and everything!" he promises her, Luka in his line of sight getting wide eyed by the comment
"Good, I'm glad… hey, um, I you remember at the movies, when we talked about the sins we committed and stuff… well I trust you, I trust you more than anyone and I know it's crazy but… I have something I need to tell you!" she says nervously down the phone
He leans forward, his face filled with seriousness "I'm listening…"
"No, in person, not like this… I need to explain everything properly for you to understand… I need you to promise me you won't judge me… that you'll understand, I need you to understand, I need to know you won't leave me!" she starts to mumble down the phone
His brow frowns as he says "whatever it is Mary, I'll support you… we're friends are we not? Isn't that what friends do?"
He hears a sigh of relief and can almost picture her "thank you Elijah, thank god for you… I need to go and get a new dress for your homecoming, I'll see you soon?"
"Very soon, goodbye Mary!" he smiles down the phone as he hangs up
He looks over to his new ally's and stands "I suggest you pack, we're getting the first flight out!"
Mary smiles as she walks into the shelter with a small bag of take out and a couple with clothes, her duffle over her shoulder as she signs the log book "Mary Covina?"
She turns at the sound of a gruff voice and smiles, seeing two men in suits, one around six foot and brunette buzz-cut, the other only slightly shorter and bald "yeah, can I help you?"
Instantly they both raise their badges and the shorter one says "I'm Detective Frasier and this is Detective James, we'd like to ask you a few questions!"
She gives them a confused look, Father Thomas couldn't have…no, he took a vow! She looks around to her audience "um… sure, please follow me…"
The two men nod and follow the blonde; they pass the mocha skinned bully, blue eyes and pale green meeting for a split-second. When they get to the room Mary takes a seat on one bed, putting her stuff behind her as the men take the bed facing, the brunette having shut the door for privacy "So, Miss Covina … the reason we're here is because of the deaths of Susan Grade and Blake Finnegan, I believe you knew them?"
She puts her hands in her lap and nods "yeah, I did… it's weird to think about!"
They nod and James asks "do you know anyone that had any reason to want to hurt them?"
"No, not really… I mean they weren't the best people in the world but I don't think anyone would want them…well… you know." She answers with a slight wince
They both glance to each other and then back at the girl "not even you?"
"Me? No, no of course not!" she says with a shocked expression
"Really? Because you did see them, didn't you Miss Covina? The day they were killed, you exchanged harsh words didn't you?" the bald man says in a suspicious tone
The blonde's head falls slightly as she nods "yeah, I was at the movies… they said some nasty things but we walked away, I saw Susan again in the toilets later on and we had a spat…but that was it!"
"You don't seem too broken up; I mean these people were your friends!" James says
She takes a deep breath and answers "'were' being the operative word… that was the first time I'd seen them in months, after… some stuff… they turned on me, we haven't been friends for a long time detective!"
Standing up and putting his hands in his pockets Frasier says "tell us Miss Covina, how does a girl living in a shelter, with no money or job afford to go the movies, new clothes and have takeout? …does it have something to do with the man you were with?"
They pull out a picture still from the CCTV of her and Elijah "he's a friend, he wanted to treat me, he helps me out every now and again… is there a crime against that?"
"no, no not at all… but he does seem a little old for having a eighteen year old girl as a 'friend' and he doesn't seem too happy about what they were saying about you!" insinuates the taller man
The small blonde stands in outrage "how dare you! Elijah is a good man, a gentleman, who has been nothing but good to me; he's my friend so you can shove your dirty suspicions where the sun doesn't shine! Oh and I was here that night, all night and as you can see we share rooms! Check the log books…now I've answered your questions so get out!"
They stand and nod "alright, I can see we've overstayed our welcome… you wouldn't happen to know where we can contact this Elijah would you?"
"He's out of town with friends, won't be back until Thursday… I'll let him know you'd like to question him for being a decent human being and a Good Samaritan…" she offers them a bitter smile and opens the door
They share a look as they leave the room, the door slamming behind them. Mary falls back against the door for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm herself down… she the straightens herself up and looks to her cooling food on the bed and head to the kitchen for a plate and cutlery, however as she enters the kitchen, going for the plate cupboard when she hears voices from outside "what the fuck? I thought you were going to arrest her!"
The blonde leans into the far corner of the window and sees Sasha taking to the detectives "all we have is circumstantial evidence and your word what she attacked you and wasn't in her room on the night of the murders, there's no real proof!"
"But I saw her, she snuck out the back, even before lights out, there were pillows stuffed in her bed, she faked an alibi! She's a crazy killer and you're just letting her walk away!" the angry girl yells at them
Frasier takes a step to her and says calmly "there's nothing to put her at the scene, no real motive… what can you tell us about this Elijah guy?"
She sighs deeply and shrugs "guy dropped her off here a few times, gave her money, gifts… I think he's her pimp or something, look whatever… she's a fucking psycho, hell maybe they both are, you can't let her get away with this shit!"
"Look we can't do anything until we have some real proof, bring us that and then we'll take her in!" James says as they walk back to their car, Sasha stamping her foot in frustration
The blonde girl watches as they drive off, her blood surging, but she moves calmly, taking her stuff and going back to her room, she eats her dinner in silence and then goes out to the others, she leans casually against a wall watching Sasha and her friends play pool, playing with her necklace, during the bully's turn one of her friends nudge her, looking over at the church girl.
As their eyes lock Mary gives a coy smile and tilts her head, raising her eyebrow for a second, the brown eyed girl gulps hard with fear, the blonde just turning away and heading back to her room to try on her new dress…
Luka was sitting on his suitcase while his dad zipped it up for him; he bounces down and says "finally! I'll just go get Elijah"
His father nods as the boy walks into the Originals room "Hey, Elijah, you ready?"
There's no sign of the vampire in the dimly lit room, but there is his laptop, open on the desk and the young warlock can't help but wonder what a thousand year old vampire Google's! His brow frowns as he sees the browser history, their all newspaper clippings of some hick town…
'Church Lovers Murdered'…he remembers this from the news last week, but there's more
'Local Catholic Boy Vanishes –
It's been near a month since the disappearance of newcomer teen Christopher Moore, the Moore's moved into town just two months before this heartbreaking event to get away from the dangers of city life!
The boy was last seen at a party with his classmates, but at some point during the night vanished from thin air and hasn't been heard of since.
Christopher's parents are pleading for anyone with even a shred of information to come forward, please help this community by calling…'
In the article was a picture of the kid, he was well-built with short dark hair and hazel eyes. Luka was left with no doubt that this guy could take care of himself… what surprised him furfur was the next article, but was from a school bulletin site!
'Harlot Cries Rape!
We all know about the tragedy of our missing classmate Christopher Moore, but even more disgusting is a girl who threw away her virtue, her virginity to him, not two weeks into him living here, despite her having a boyfriend, Blake Finnegan, and even more disturbing, after she made a promise to god!
Then after his disappearance has the audacity to pin him for rape just to save her own precious reputation!
Oh yes my friends, Mary Covina, the girl we all thought we knew has been exposed as nothing more than a devious, lying, treacherous slattern!
Written By Susan Grades'
"What are you doing?" the warlock turns, finding the ancient vampire in the doorway
He stands and mutters "I was just… well I was coming to tell you… look I'm sorry, I was just curious!"
Elijah's expression remains composed as he nods, walking up to the boy "I understand Luka… why don't you go help your father with the bags, the car's waiting…"
Quickly the boy darts out of the room, thankful that the original wasn't angry about his snooping. Elijah looks over to the laptop, seeing what Luka was reading… on the school bulletin her scroll's down slightly and sees a yearbook picture of a pretty blonde smiling happily, but with words like 'slut' and 'liar' surrounding the image.
He raises a finger and tenderly strokes the outline of the pictures face, but he can't block out the words around her, suddenly he slams the top closed and picks up the computer, flinging it effortlessly across the room. It smashes to piece's as it it's the wall then falling to the floor, some on the mental imbedded into the plaster, a large dent and cracks in the wall.
He takes a deep breath, straightening his shirt and jacket as he regains composure and whispers to empty, still room "I understand Mary…"