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Chapter 7

Emily had returned to her apartment in Paris. It was a small studio apartment situated close to the Eiffel Tower and Rue Cler market. The apartment was elegantly decorated with relaxing white and gray colors. The kitchen was located in the corner, beside it sat a small round white table along with two chairs, the bed was in the left corner faced towards the two large french windows, covered with dark sheets. The walls had a few paintings of famous monuments in Paris, as well as old pictures of Emily's family. On the table and nightstand stood vases full of various bright colored flowers that completed the apartment.

Emily's night out had exhausted her and all she wanted to do was go to sleep. She had debated the whole ride back whether she should call Liam or wait until the daylight went and the next night came. She decided to send him a text to avoid a long conversation, so that she could go to bed.

Meet me at the tower tomorrow night at 10.

While she waited for a response, she took a pair of black shorts and a gray tank top from the storage over her bed and slipped them on. After she had situated herself under the sheets in the perfect position, her phone buzzed. She grabbed her phone and looked at the response.

Okay. Might be a little late, but i'll be there.

She smiled before she put the phone back on her nightstand, closed her eyes, and let sleep overtake her.


Liam wasn't lying when he said he would be late, it was quarter till eleven by the time he had arrived. Emily was waiting underneath the large, iron tower, fiddling with her belt out of boredom.

"Hey. Sorry to keep you waiting. I had a meeting that I couldn't get out of." Liam explained, walking up to Emily. Emily studied the hunter; he was dressed in a black, expensive looking suit. He had taken off his tie and loosened a few buttons, exposing his collar bone. He looked uncomfortable, pulling at his collar like he needed to be free.

"A little overdressed for a chat." Emily joked.

"It was a big meeting. I hated it and I hate this suit." Liam pouted.

"Aww, you poor baby." She teased. Liam looked over his lip protruding a bit as he continued pouting.

"Okay, so if I remember correctly, you were about to answer me the other night." Emily said, locking their arms together as they began to walk the streets of Paris. She expected him to pull away, but he acted as if it was a natural thing for a vampire hunter to be with a rouge vampire.

"I have thought it over and I've asked Garrett if it would be okay-" Liam started.

"Garrett? Who's that?" Emily asked, concern obvious in her voice.

"It's okay, he's my...Boss, I guess you could say. He's been more like my father to me and Justin. He took us in when nobody would, you know the generic orphan story." Liam added, smiling, a look of nostalgia on his face.

Emily went silent for a minute before she finally spoke again. "So, what did you and Garrett decide?"

"Well, he agreed to let me do it, but there are a few conditions." Liam replied hesitantly.

"The conditions are?" Emily asked, looking down at their moving feet.

"First, you have to be one hundred percent ready to overcome your hunger. Second, we have to be under hunter supervision at all times. Finally, you're probably not going to like this one, but we have to do it at Obsidian." Liam finished.

Emily jerked her arm from his. "What? I can't do that! Do you know what Sirius would do to me if he found out that I was going in and out of Obsidian?"

"I know. I tried to talk Garrett out of it, but he refused. He thinks that you're a danger to anyone around you. He's just trying to look out for me," Liam tried explaining.

Emily was pacing back and forth in front of Liam, glancing at him, her mouth opening to speak, but quickly closing. She had no words to describe what she wanted to say, she was afraid, angry, she didn't know what she would do without his help, but a part of her wanted to refuse.

Her relationship with Sirius had become strained in the past century, there once passionate relationship had become cold and empty, their loyalty was strong, but it had faded immensely, and her involvement with Obsidian could destroy whatever they had left.

"Emily?" Liam questioned, moving closer to her.

"No, I need to think. I don't think you understand what you're asking of me." Emily responded.

"So you think what you're asking of me isn't putting me in the same boat?" Liam argued.

Emily stared at him for a moment, her mouth agape, she was ready to retaliate, but his words were hard to counter. She hadn't thought of the position she had put him in, he even went to his superior, that could have caused more trouble than she's worth.

"Sorry, I didn't think about that." Emily admitted, looking at the ground.

"It's fine, we're both in compromising positions." Liam sighed. "Maybe if it wasn't so obvious that you were walking in and out," Liam suggested, rubbing his chin in thought.

"What do you mean?" Emily asked confused.

"Come with me." Liam said, taking Emily's hand in his. Emily felt a spark from his touch, sending shivers through her body, something she hadn't felt since she had first met Sirius. She was pulled from her thoughts when Liam started picking up pace and they were soon running, fast, through the streets of Paris.


"You have got to be kidding me." Emily laughed.

"Come on, don't laugh." Liam requested.

"You realize how cliche this is, right?" Emily asked.

"Yes, I do, that's why I'm asking you to stop laughing." Liam defended.

Emily couldn't hide her giggles as they arrived at Pere Lachaise, the most famous cemetery in France. Liam had directed Emily through the winding path, past many tombstones that ranged from simple, unadorned headstones, to towering monuments and mini chapels.

Liam stopped at a curve in the path in front of a large chapel that had five steps leading up to a metal door with intricate designs melted onto it. On each side of the door, a little above it, stood two full bodied figures with one arm stretched across, like they were reaching for each other. Above that in the middle was another figure, only it's chest and head were carved, as it continued with a circled roof, topped off with a cross.

"You have to promise not to tell this to anyone." Liam pleaded

Emily looked into his eyes, he was serious. "I promise." Liam's gaze turned back to the chapel.

"This is probably the best place for this passageway to be." Laim added.

"And why's that?" Emily questioned.

"Well, for starters, the door is made of silver, so no vampire or werewolf could carelessly enter." Liam responded, taking his suit jacket off and pushing on the door. It looked like it took a bit of strength to open it, which was odd for a vampire. "Then there's the fact that this thing is the equivalent of a human trying to push a couple tons."

"How is that possible? It looks like a regular iron door." Emily added, her brows quirking in confusion.

"Exactly. It's been glamored by witches. There's also a barrier around to ward off anything else, like other witches and fea." Liam replied.

"You guys work with witches?" Emily questioned. The door was finally parting enough for the both of them to go through.

"Yes. We work with everyone in the supernatural community. Many problems arise with werewolves and witches. Sometimes we have to kill the witch, sometimes we have to kill the werewolf. Most of the time the witches pay us through glamors and wards." Liam explained, as he started his way into the chapel. Emily followed him into a much bigger room than she was expecting. It had enough room to move around comfortably, the high ceilings allowed them both to stand up straight and in the middle sat a lonely, simple coffin.

Liam moved over to the coffin where he slowly started to moved the concrete top off. Emily moved over to see what was inside, looking down to see a dimly lit entrance to what she could only guess was a tunnel.

"This just keeps getting better and better." Emily joked.

"Could you at least act your age?"

"No. This is just too good." she laughed.

"Okay I get it, it fits all the cliches." Liam said, defeated.

Emily watched as Liam lowered himself down into the coffin. She followed his action, with a little less grace, as her hand slipped from the hold she had on the coffin, she could have recovered, but she decided not to, landing her in Liam's arms.

"Thank you." she said, a little breathless.

"Sorry. I should have told you to watch your step." Laim added, letting go of her waist, his hands lingering for a few seconds before he turned a started down the tunnel.


They both walked in silence as they made their way through the concrete tunnels. Much like the chapel, the ceiling was raised high enough so that they didn't have to bend down.

After a good ten minutes of walking, the dim light became a bit lighter, Emily assumed that they were getting closer to Obsidian.

"You might want to prepare yourself." Liam warned.

"For what?" Emily asked.

"Well, I didn't exactly tell anybody that we were coming." He added.

"So, you thought it would be a good idea to bring a wanted vampire into the heart of Obsidian through a secret tunnel that I'm not even supposed to know about?" she questioned.

"Yep." Liam said simply.

"Great." Emily sighed.

They had arrived at the source of the brighter light, it was another door, this one wasn't glamored and was clearly made of silver. Liam stopped in front of the door, it took a minute before the door opened.

"Is this also controlled by magic?" Emily asked.

"Don't be ridiculous. There's a camera." Liam signaled for Emily to come through, she was hesitant, but she finally went through the door. It was a simple room, all that was in it was a spiral staircase, with black bars and wooden stairs. The walls were covered in old stones.

"You can relax." Liam said, leaning into Emily. "The party doesn't start till we go through the door at the top of the stairs. Shall we?"

Emily followed Liam up the spiraling staircase to another simple door. "They're not going to kill me right?"

"Not without reason." Liam responded. "You ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." She sighed.

Liam pushed open the door, opening to a vast library that stretched as far as Emily could see. On each side there were bookcases that almost touched the circular ceiling, with sculptures situated on podiums beside each. Emily couldn't keep in her awe at the sight, her eyes sparkled, more than they had in a long time.

"Well if you think this is amazing, you should see the rest of the place." Liam joked.

"This is amazing!" She added excitedly.

They continued through the vast library when Liam moved forward, every step they took made Emily more and more interested. Nobody had told her that Obsidian was this beautiful, the outside was simple, like most buildings, it was square in shape and had thousands of windows with black bars underneath each one.

Every room they passed from the library was either closed or just a boring lecture hall. "Are we almost there?" Emily asked.

"What are you, five?" He teased.

"No, but I'm bored. I haven't seen anything eye catching since the library." She whined.

"There are plenty of beautiful things to look at in this place, but we aren't here for that tonight."

"Then what are we here for?"

Liam looked as if he was trying to be cautious of what he was about to say. "I brought you here tonight because I need to see how uncontrollable you are."

Emily stopped walking. "I don't think that's a good idea." She panicked. "I could really hurt someone."

"I know. I have a place I take fresh turns when I need to evaluate them." Liam said calmly.

"I'm not a fresh turn, believe it or not they have more control than I do." she replied.

"I think you underestimate yourself." Liam responded.

"I think you overestimate me. I didn't come here to be evaluated, I came for a solution to my problem." Her anger was rising.

"Well I can't do anything without evaluating you first." Liam argued.

"And how do you propose we do that? Pick up someone off the streets that don't even matter so that I can brutally kill them, all for an evaluation?" Emily questioned.

"No. I'm going to give you a blood bag and watch you as you lose control." He replied.

She paused for a minute, trying to run his words over in her head. He wanted to watch her lose control? He was starting to sound like Sirius. She wasn't some sideshow at a carnival, it was her life and all she wanted to do was live it without having the guilt of killing someone.

"I need to leave." Emily said calmly.

"What?" Liam asked.

"I can't be here." She started walking in the opposite direction. Liam grabbed hold of her arm, they both struggled till Emily was against the wall and Liam was holding her there.

"You can't run away from this."

"I don't think you understand Liam. I can't be here because every time I smell a human, all I can think about is how I want to rip them apart and because even when I smell you I want to do the same. I can't control it Liam and I never will."

"Then why the hell did you come here?" He asked.

"Because you gave me hope." She immediately regretted her words. She felt weak, she couldn't control her hunger and she had felt hope, she was dead, there was no such thing as hope. She quickly took advantage of his lowered guard and pushed him off of her into the wall.

"Emily, please. Let me help you. I can't do anything if you won't let me in." Liam pleaded.

Emily watched him, there was something in the way he looked at her that made her feel like she was safe and that he would do everything in his power to help, but she was scared. She was sure that she could trust him, but it was herself that she was afraid of. She hated it enough that she killed innocent people, she couldn't imagine hurting someone she had come to care for, the only people that she had were Sirius and Val.

"Liam…" She started, afraid to look him in the eyes.

"What the hell is going on here?" an unfamiliar voice spoke from behind Emily. She quickly spun around to face a black haired, human woman in her early twenties. She wore a loose, black tank top with shredded leggings and stiletto heels.

"Savi? I thought you were on a mission." Liam replied.

"I was, but now it's over and I'd say I have impeccable timing." Savi glowered at Emily.

"Yeah I'm kind of in the middle of something." Liam retorted, annoyed.

"Does Garrett know that she's here?" Savi asked.

"No, but he knows that we were discussing her coming, we just never put down a date." Liam defended.

Emily stood between the two awkwardly, while Savi stared daggers into her and Liam tried to explain what Garrett had agreed to do.

"So this is her? The infamous Cold-Blooded Killer," Savi sneered, circling around Emily.

"Savi-" Liam started.

"I'd watch it if I were you." Emily warned.

"What? Are you going to try and suck out all my blood too?" Savi teased.

"I do get awfully hungry." Emily snarled.

"Try it bitch. I dare yo-."

"Enough!" Another unfamiliar voice came from behind Liam this time. They all turned to the towering voice. It was another man that Emily had never seen before. Much like Liam, he was wearing a suit, except his was worn properly. His black hair was tousled from the way he kept running his hand through it. His icy blue gaze was intimidating, much like Sirius'.

"My office. Now." The man said, walking away.

"Who's that." Emily asked, moving beside Liam.

"That's Garrett." He sighed.

"Oh."

They walked in silence as they approached the office that Garrett had led them too. Garrett had signaled to take a seat, and Emily was going to stand but it seemed more like an order than of her own free will. Emily immediately regretted following Liam here, she thought it would just be them. She hated meeting new people as they usually ended up hating her. Even when she had met Val - who was her best friend now - they both hated each other.

"So this is her?" Garrett asked Liam.

"I do have a name." Emily replied coldly. Liam glanced over to her shaking his head lightly.

Garrett stared at her for a few moments, he did the same thing Sirius did when she spoke out of turn. "Sorry, it's just not everyday that a wanted suspect walks right in here and asks for help."

"Yeah, this is new for me too, but I would appreciate if you all would stop treating me like you have some authority over me. I get enough of that from Sirius." Emily smarted off.

"Well, you did walk into Obsidian. What the hell did you expect?" Garrett almost snorted. Their glares were strong.

"Whatever." Emily commented like a child.

"Anyway, what did the board say?" Liam asked, distracting them both.

Garrett still held his glaring contest with Emily. "They have agreed, which took a lot of persuading."

"Great, so we can get started then." Liam turned his attention to Emily.

"Great." Emily sighed.


XOXO

Odessa