Chapter 9: Dirty secrets

Caroline's house, Mystic Falls

Standing next to her mother, Lizzy smirked waiting for her twin to be grounded until the next millennium. On her side, Josie looked stupidly at them from her knelling position.

-"Mom.." she begins while her mother and sister approached them. Now Caroline could see from close up the plant that the piece of beam had knocked off on the floor -scattering soil and compost in the process- as well as the scratches that the fridge had left behind.

-"Josephine Saltzman Forbes you better has a good explanation for the state of my kitchen." Caroline says trough her teeth a hand on her hips then she turns to Hope. In a matter of seconds, her facial expression changed from angry to caring: "Hello again honey, how are you doing?" The sight of the girl broke Caroline heart all over again, she looked too much like her father for her own good.

-"Good Ms Salvatore...Forbes." Hope answers sweetly, 'what a hypocrite!' Lizzy thought;

-"Whatever last name you choose is fine.'' Caroline answers kindly but adds to her daughter: "Now Josie!";

-"It is my fault Ms Salvatore, I felt a spell behind your fridge and I just wanted to see and it has just...happened. I will pay for the scratches I promise. " Klaus' daughter charms her way out of the situation for Josie's benefit. She knew that Ms Salvatore could not be mad at her for some reason since she came back from New Orleans after her father and uncle's death. 'Pity perhaps?' she thought.

-"It's ok honey." The director of her school reassures her, "What is it?" she says picking up the books left behind;

-"I think the spell that I siphoned was supposed to protect these books." Josie intervenes in a small voice.

-"Who has put it there?" Lizzy asks curious;

-"I don't know, but this house has always belonged to my family. My grandfather built it." Caroline informs them. She put the three books on her kitchen's counter and opened them. Unfortunately the manuscripts were filled with foreign letters looking kind of Asiatic.

-"is it Chinese or Korean ?" Josie wonders;

-"I have no Idea." The twin's mother admits;

-"My uncle Kol will surely know, he speaks several Asiatic languages." Hope states smugly. 'She looks so much like Rebeka right now.' Caroline thought.


Georges' apartment, Baton Rouge

Protection against demons and angels were carefully traced on Georges apartment's walls and door but as soon as the demon that people named Crowley put a magical key in the lock, the spell supposed to keep his kind away let him enter. Compared to humans, demons are a bit numb, not very in phase with their feelings nor are they emotionless. However Crowley had had an unfortunate adventure with the Winchester brothers leading him to connect with some of his human emotions again. The little thugs had tried to cure him from his demonic state, but 'fortunately it had failed' he thought. Yet he had felt very lonely since that time and the feeling had reached a pick not long before his death. Luckily at the same moment he met Georges with whom he shared the same issue. Indeed, Georges was in fact a she, a delightful claymore called Miria who happened to have used too much of her power leaving her with an insatiable hunger for life she could not fulfil on her own. Miria, was the little dirty secret he tried to shield from any prying eyes hence the fake name. Crossing the threshold, he saw clothes, boots and a bulletproof vest destined to a policeman scattering across the floor. 'Claymores really hold a special place among demons.' he though smiling. Miria was a detective in the Baton Rouge police force; she chose this occupation for its own merit, no hidden agenda. She said it reminded her who she was. The witches had used her kind to hunt demons as they were criminals after all; and Claymores have always lived on a razor's edge between their demonic and angel's nature, holding on their human old self. Pointless, if you asked him. Interestingly, Miria wasn't affected by the usual protections against demon or angel, she was a perfect hybrid.

-"Miria?" Crowley called the claymore;

-"In the bathroom." She responds so he could teleport in the designated room;

-"You're late." Miria says in a reproachful tone. She didn't need to look at him to know he was here.

-"I had to make sure no one was following me darling." The King of Hell answers admiring the wet claymore luxuriating in her bath. She finally let her striking blue eyes found his brown-green own. The human appearance that Crowley wore wasn't handsome; he reminded the claymore of the guy next door, a car salesman in his forties perhaps, but he had an extraordinary sex appeal and his voice! His deep voice made her very vulnerable even if she liked to keep a cool exterior.

-"You are late, now I have to punish you." Miria states in an authoritative voice that she must use on her suspects the rest of the time, he was sure of it.

-"I like where this is going." Crowley answers wickedly;

-"Wash me." Miria commands as she stands up proudly in her bathtub. Crowley let his eyes roam on her naked body. She held her shin up but he knew that she was self-conscious about the scars that graced her skin. Witches had made claymores functional in every way: they were resistant, did not need too much to remain useful in term of sleep and food and had sufficient healing abilities –enough to survive but not quite to make the battle marks go away-. Miria was beautiful thought; her body shape was sinful, slim, and athletic without losing her feminine attributes, her skin was pale -pleasantly flushed right now by the hot water- and her hair very blond and silky under his finger. Her face could also make actress hide in shame, she was perfection but what he liked most was her mind: she had a tough, cold exterior that hide a brave, loyal heart and was very smart, always two steps ahead. Her authoritative side did not hurt either. The King of Hell had thought to make her scars go away to please her but she would have doubtlessly taken it the wrong way.


Ending song: Ruelle – Until we go down

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