Caleb checked into the library by himself, as Pogue was still busy showering and getting changed. He put his bag down at an empty desk with a computer and wandered down the aisles looking for a relevant book. This library was well over anything any of their family libraries. The library housed more than 100,000 books, but most were school related. He stood frozen in the history section, staring at the books in front of him. It would take far too much time for Pogue and himself to find anything. He went to the library archive computer and typed in her surname, to see what books had relevant results. As he stood staring at the screen, Pogue joined him.
"Got anything yet?" Pogue asked, peering over Caleb's shoulder at the screen.
"Yeah, a few. Let me just get these books, give me a minute. You can check the internet if you want." Caleb pointed Pogue to the open desk with the computer that Caleb had picked out earlier. Pogue sat down and started searching, while Caleb looked for the books. He found three of the most relevant books, and he recognised one of them. He took them to the desk and put them on the table next to Pogue.
"Recognise this one?" Caleb asked, holding up a leather bound book for Pogue to see.
"Yeah. History of Ipswich. Is her name in there?"
"Yip, apparently it's in the index." Caleb frowned, and looked at the page the index was referring to. Pogue carried on searching the internet, while Caleb read some of the books.
"Anything significant about Anna?" Caleb asked Pogue while paging through the books.
"Well, tons about the one from 1692, just about nothing from the present one. She won a design challenge in New York last year for motorbikes. The reason why she has that bike is because it was her prototype." Pogue pouted slightly, and carried on reading to Caleb.
"Well, here's the 1692 Annabelle Rainer. She looks just like this Anna…" Pogue pointed out the article to Caleb, and he stopped reading for a second.
"Wow, she sure does. Family resemblance for sure. That confirms some type of family relation." Caleb mumbled, and then looked back to his book. As he read further on, he came across the gory subject of the Salem Witch Hunt. He paged on through, and got to the interesting parts. He recognised his covenant's names amongst the many, but Anna's was there as well.
"Check this Pogue. 'Annabelle Rainer, granddaughter of the founder of Rowley, wife of Jonathan Rainer, almost suffered prosecution in the Salem Witch Trials. Highly reputable sources testified against the fact, namely the greatly esteemed Theodore Danvers of the neighbouring town of Ipswich.' Why haven't I noticed this before?" Caleb sat back in his chair, a little stumped.
"We weren't exactly looking for something like this when we were kids learning the craft at camp. But seriously, your great granddad covered for her great grandma in the trials? That's a big flashing sign over her head that she was a witch and I guess that puts some sort of approval on Anna. Looks like we come a lot further than we'd care to admit." Pogue stopped searching on the internet, and switched off the computer.
"Do you think that she'd be capable of sending us that darkling? She doesn't seem the type, because that shit takes a little piece of you with it." Pogue asked Caleb.
"I don't think she would, you're right, using that type of dark magic eats at you. It couldn't have been her. But what are we supposed to do with this? Should we tell Reid and Tyler? I'd love to see the look on Reid's face when he hears this"
"Wait a minute. Let's just keep this quiet. Maybe she never learnt the craft. But if she gets a gist on us like we did on her, and looks us up, guess she's going to find out the same about us as we did about her." Pogue told Caleb in all seriousness. Caleb nodded in thought. Pogue was right, if they had told Reid or Tyler, they'd let something slip to Anna, no matter how subtle.
"You're right. Let's keep this to ourselves for now."
"You know what, Caleb, it might just be coincidence. Maybe she's just weird like that." Pogue shrugged, standing up and grabbing his bag.
"Either way, just keep an eye one her. Let's make sure she isn't up to something." Caleb nodded to Pogue, and picked up his own bag.
"Sure thing, but right now there's a little place called Nicky's waiting for us." Pogue smirked, walking out the library with Caleb. Caleb looked at his watch and saw the time was already half past five. He headed down to his car and waved off to Pogue.
"See you later." Caleb called loudly enough for Pogue to hear.
"Yeah, keep an eye out for Anna. She's probably going to go past your house to the pub." Pogue answered. Caleb nodded and jumped into his car, and headed home.