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Chapter 10: Murder in the neighborhood

Two and a half weeks passed since Elle started working with the vampire Sheriff. And, in just shy of twenty days she was pretty certain that she couldn't imagine her life without the permanent fixture of the odd team they'd assembled. While the case Godric had assigned them hadn't made much progress, as they were still merely listening to the conversations at the bar and checking out the staff overlap between the Sunny Side Hotel and the restaurant a few victims had visited, they had all formed their own inside dynamics together.

Elle had found Patrick Dean to be quite the reliable man. Despite his cocky, lazy grin and numerous southern idioms, which were rather ridiculous to her, he had proven to be a great friend. Despite the Miller case being outside of his jurisdiction, he'd stepped onto the courtesy line and lobbied with the Chief to get re-assigned. Elle and Patrick had spent one too many hours huddled together at the precinct. Most of the time, they were trying to figure out the Miller murder with only half of the papers, as Harris had continued his protest to Soto's replacement, and sometimes they were just poking fun at different detectives together. So far, Harris was their favorite target, as the meme of him with goat features and animated spit spewing out of his mouth had become one of the most exchanged gifs in the police force. Someone had even added a sound effect of Harris screaming his head off about horrible coffee.

On the other hand, Isobel had become a different kind of companion to Elle. Once they had broken through the ice, which had taken a few days of working as partners, the Latina had openly asked her about her love life with a completely straight face. Since then, Elle and Isobel spent their nights, while they weren't interviewing or dealing with the logistics of their case, exchanging stories about human and vampire relationships. Elle was quite intrigued to hear that Isobel was in love with a man named Hugo. And, Isobel had been eager to ask if Elle had ever been with a vampire. After all of their time giggling together about various matters of the heart, the policewoman was certain that the Latina was trying to set her up with her Sheriff, in a rather subtle way. But, years of dealing with her own matchmaking mother had made Elle impervious to the attempts.

And, Godric. For the love of the Lord, Elle hadn't thought that he would be such a person the first time she'd met him. While he did have a warped sense of humor sometimes and was often baffled by the modern commodities, he'd become one of Elle's great friends in a short amount of time. She always looked forward to their stakeouts or the breaks during paperwork time. He had proven unbeatable at chess, but she had still owned his butt a number of times in Rummy, much to his frustration. He had a certain boyish charm to him which Elle was notoriously weak to. Godric knew exactly when to goad her into a verbal battle of clever quips and when to listen and respond seriously. She loved spending time with him, long story short. Not to mention that he was a walking vampire encyclopedia. Elle had grilled him on the topic of vampires and, surprisingly, the accuracy of movies which depicted the older times without restraint. In turn, he'd soaked up all of her police knowledge and demanded that she get him up to speed with modern gadgets. Now, Elle was certain that Godric could easily go into hacking if he wanted to. He'd even taken apart his laptop once, just to see how it worked. Though, that was an incident they had both agreed never to talk about, as Elle had had to drive both him and the gadget over to the DPD TARU and get it properly fixed.

Elle grinned at the memory as she unlocked her car, balancing a coffee holder on one hand. She slid in, instantly blaring the AC and coughing when it let out a grumble. She would either need a new car or a replacement for that old thing. The young woman started her vehicle and pulled out of the mall parking lot. It was time for work. The radio was on a roll, playing the top pop hits of the month, making her sing along and make up any lyrics she didn't know. When 'Pocketful of Sunshine' came on, though, Elle didn't hold back. She opened her window, turned the radio as loud as it could go and wriggled in her seat, one hand up, yelling along. Off-key, Godric would always comment with a small smirk.

"Smartass." Elle chuckled, thinking about it, before singing along with the chorus once more. She didn't hear her phone ring, but felt it vibrate in her back pocket. Elle fished it out and picked up. "Hart." The officer turned the volume of the song down.

"Hey, Elle." It was Montgomery. He'd been working overtime, taking a part of the homicide cases in order to keep the division afloat since Soto's case had been ruled a suicide. All of her cases had overwhelmed the department. "I've got a live one for you and your vampire Sheriff. Want to come down to check it out?"

"Of course." Elle replied. "Text me the address and I'll be there as soon as I drop off the coffee at the precinct?" She broke the speed limit a little, trying to get to the headquarters quicker.

"On its way, lil mama." Montgomery was grinning, giving her another one of his silly little nicknames. "And tell Tasha to grab the coffee next time. That ain't your work." Then, the line cut off and Elle received a text a second later. The location wasn't too far away from the station. She could be there in less than fifteen minutes if the traffic was good.

Elle parked in between two police cars on the street, biting her lip as she did. She should've switched vehicles. She definitely should've done that. But, Elle had wanted to save a few minutes and get to the crime scene as soon as possible. Now that she saw the area, she felt afraid for her old monster of a car. The chances of it being nabbed were quite high.

Montgomery had given her an address to the perfect 'transition' neighborhood. It was situated in between the nearly lawless zone and the more affluent areas near the police precinct. This meant, unfortunately, that the inhabitants had a 'don't see, don't speak' kind of policy. The homes were old, most with only the ground floor. The yards were large, with yellow, un-watered lawns and rickety mesh wire fences that undoubtedly squeaked when opened. Most of the residents, as far as Elle could spot the curious faces peeking out of windows and doorways, were black. So, she felt like she was intruding on their turf and invading their culture, as she always did. It wasn't that Elle had a problem with colored people. She just felt uncomfortable in their neighborhoods. Like she was out of place. And, she definitely was.

Elle easily spotted Montgomery. He was dressed like a street thug, as always, resembling a drug dealer first, a street-ball player next and a narcotic's detective out of uniform last. In fact, a number of new people at the desk hadn't let him pass into the elevator of the precinct, demanding that he call his partner to come pick him up. His white partner. Lamont Montgomery loved it when people mentioned the severe lack of colored police officers, less than fifteen percent at DPD (a personally calculated fact), and he would file discrimination papers with the Chief every single time. It was just to pass the time, Montgomery said when asked with a cocky grin.

"Hey, hot mama." Greeted the detective as soon as he spotted Elle walking up the driveway to the home. He seemed impervious to the stares of the numerous neighbors, as well as a number of SOCOs. "Got here pretty quick. Did you miss me that much?" He cockily titled his head at her as he asked.

"My heart aches whenever we're apart, Lamont." Elle exaggerated a motion of putting her hand over her breast, where her heart was. Montgomery grabbed her in a side-hug as soon as she was within range without missing a beat.

"There's my snarky queen." He tossed her a pair of crime scene shoe baggies and headed inside. "How's homicide treatin' you? You know I'll take you back any day if you feel like struttin' that stuff for my cam?" While Montgomery was definitely talking about Elle playing a bait hooker for his perps, it didn't sound like that to any of the whispering crime scene investigators. And, with Elle's already beautiful reputation at the precinct, she wasn't looking to give them even more material for gossip.

"I won't be working for narcotics-" Elle almost shouted, making Montgomery stifle a chuckling attack. "-again. Can you give me a rundown?" She pulled the disposable baggies on as she walked, while Montgomery hopped on one leg, struggling to stick his sneakers into the protective gear.

"Sure thing. I always hated how you can do that, by the way." He pointed at her feet with a grin. "We were called just an hour ago by a neighbor. There were three calls." The house was positively filthy. Elle wondered if there was even a point to them wearing the baggies on their feet. There were smoked joints, disposable cups, clothes and half-empty bottles all around. "The first two called for a disturbance, a woman screaming. The last one said that there were shots fired." Montgomery led Elle to the living room.

"Wow." He gave her a nod as she looked around. When you ignored the buzzing SOCOs, you could see clear signs of a struggle. The small coffee table had been turned over, cups and magazines on the floor. The metallic scent of blood mixed with dust and weed in the air. It was smeared all over the couch, around the limp body of a young woman. She was, surprisingly, white. But, what caught Elle's attention the most, besides the books, vases and pictures which had obviously been thrown around when the shelves along the walls had been smashed into, was the state of the body.

"Half a dozen bite marks." Montgomery supplied helpfully. And, truly, there were numerous, clearly vampire bites, all over the pale flesh in front of Elle. Some were in the places where she expected, the neck, the breasts and the thighs. But, others were just strewn all around, like the vampire wasn't certain where to bite.

"Jesus." Elle gasped out.

"He left this place long time 'go, baby girl." Montgomery shrugged. "We took plenty of pics. I'll tell them to bag the body and ship 'er to Mary if you don't need it here? Seems pretty open and shut to me." He stepped forward, then backtracked when he ended up in the glass from picture frames. "Hell, this place is a dump. How do you want it?" Montgomery looked at her. For once, Elle craned her neck to look up. She had gotten used to working with Godric a bit too much. It took her a moment to realize that she was the lead on this one. At least, until Godric arrived. She needed to call him. Elle dug out her phone from her back pocket.

"Bag her." She nodded, going through her calls. "Also, any evidence which could degrade over time. Be sure to hit the lights and find any extra blood or fluids around." The nearest SOCO gave her a nod. "Bag and tag it all. But, other than that, everything that can wait should. I need Godric to take a look." Elle clicked on the familiar name on her call list and moved back towards the entrance. It rang once, twice and kept going. "Oh, crap." Elle hung up. She'd forgotten that Godric was dead during the day. She always seemed to forget that one little detail about him. When Isobel had pointed out to her that she had woken their Sheriff from his dayrest a number of times Elle had felt like an idiot. But, still, she sometimes forgot.

"He's dead for the day, no?" Montgomery asked, having followed her.

"Yeah." Elle nodded. "Guess I'll interview the neighbors while I've got the free time." But, before she could, her phone rang. She was surprised to see Godric's name flashing on the screen. "I'm sorry, I forgot." Elle picked up.

"I find that highly unlikely after the first ten times." His tone was as smooth as always, though a little gravely from having just been woken up.

"Maybe you just need a quieter ringtone." Elle shot back instantly, making Montgomery give her a curious look.

"That would defeat the purpose of having a ringtone." Godric didn't miss a beat. "What's wrong?" It was always like that. Waking him up meant that something was wrong. Calling him, in general, meant that there was some kind of an emergency. Except the one time Kieran had decided to ring the Sheriff for kicks.

"We've got a murder up on Oak Cliff." Elle informed him. "Vampire bites all over the vic. I'll leave the scene as intact as possible for you to check out?"

"Sounds good." Godric replied, voice fading out. He was moving away from the speaker again. A bad habit Elle still had to break him out of. "Will you do the interviews with the neighbors in the meantime? Have you got a partner for them?"

"Glad we're on the same page." Elle smiled. They were always on the same page. "Montgomery's with me. We'll do them and I'll brief you when you get here? I'll share my location with you."

"That's on WhatsApp right?" He asked.

"Yes." She was proud of him. Who would've thought that she'd have the chance to teach a thousand plus year old vampire the perks of owning an expensive smartphone? "I'll ping you if I change locations."

"Alright. I'll be there as soon as I can." With that, the conversation was over and the line cut off. Montgomery was still looking at Elle incredulously when she pocketed her phone.

"What?" She asked.

"You're awful casual with that vamp, lil mama." The detective smirked at her. "Good in the sheets?"

"Wouldn't know." Elle flippantly replied and left the house. The Dallas sun hit her straight in the face, making her sweat instantly.

"Damn girl." Montgomery was right behind her, struggling to take off his baggies. "You better give me all the details once you've been around the block."

"Pft. Godric and I?" Elle raised her eyebrows. She was still a bit jealous how Godric could only raise one imposing eyebrow to pose a question. She looked ridiculous attempting it and she knew it. She'd practiced in her bathroom mirror. "Never going to happen." Elle shook her head.

"You keep telling yourself that, baby girl." Montgomery quipped. "Let's grab them while they're fresh. I've got the names of the 911 callers." And, they were off to work.

Godric didn't go back to sleep after Elle's call. Unfortunately for him, he never seemed to be able to return to his dayrest after she'd ignorantly rung his number. The mere thought of her name flashing on the screen of the small device brought a certain sense of anticipation to Godric's mind. And, he was very familiar with that kind of excitement. He'd spent almost the whole two thousand of his years on this Earth feeling it and succumbing to it. It made his gums ache and his undead heart almost beat with anticipation. The hunt. Elle triggered his base instincts as a vampire in the worst of ways.

At first, Godric had pushed them back. He'd thought that it was merely the fact that she was a human in his vicinity, a rare thing, which had triggered it. However, working with Patrick had shown him the error of his ways. Godric held absolutely no desire to make his heart beat faster and chase him down a lawn for sport. But, with Elle, that was the only thing he wanted to hear. That heart. That strong, young heart beating wildly whenever he was close. And, call him childish, but he had given into his desires. At least the heart beating part. Perhaps he'd even chased her down a lawn or two. It had all been good fun, though. The silly girl had challenged him to a race to the car after one of their interviews. Challenged him... a vampire... an old vampire... to a race. Well, more of a chase, in fact. Though, he had rather smugly used his supernatural speed to appear in front of the passenger door and open it for her. She hadn't been too happy about that.

But, even the anticipation of the hunt hadn't been the worst part of his recent insomnia. It was her voice. Godric kept replaying Elle's voice inside of his vault of a mind like a tape. It was purely to learn, he'd assured himself. He merely wanted to study all the knowledge she'd been so kind to bestow upon him in his old age. But, some part of him still knew that he merely liked the sound of her slight southern lilt as she talked a mile a minute, explaining some silly thing or the other to the best of her ability. Often with the help of something called the Wikipedia.

So, after glancing at the clock and realizing that he had more than eight hours to waste due to his Elle induced sleep deprivation, Godric rose from his dayrest space and walked over to his desk. Might as well finish his work. He pulled out the tissues he had begun keeping in his first drawer and started sifting through the messy pile of papers in front of him. Stan. It had been Stan's turn to give Godric the paperwork. This meant a large, messy pile of papers and folders. One of the requests for settling down even had a blood smear on it. After a small whiff, Godric decided that it was an A plus of a fairly young human girl. He hoped, he really did, that she had been a willing donor. Godric's gums ached, but he pushed back the urge. He hadn't fed in a while. He would have to rectify that as soon as possible. He couldn't risk dropping fang on Elle again. He would never hear the end of it. Isobel had taught the girl one too many sexual things about vampires, much to Godric's displeasure. Now, he had to suffer the merciless teasing. Then again, he gave as good as he got.

Another vampire had settled in his Area, the Sheriff read. One more had claimed a human. Someone was worried about the V on the streets. All of it had to pass over his desk. Some of the papers weren't urgent, but Stan had never really bothered with that. Godric, once again, wondered if he could get away with replacing the fool. Perhaps with a younger vampire. Someone who knew what organization was, he hoped.

It seemed like minutes passed before Isobel was in his office, not bothering to knock. If he'd wanted, Godric could've heard what everyone was doing in his nest, even half a mile away. But, he'd grown lazy in his old age. Slow. Somehow, he wasn't bothered with discovering just how far he could push himself, unlike in his youth. Gifts like flight and the ability to rise before sundown were normal to him. Common.

"Sheriff." The Latina vampire greeted. "You've been awake for long?" She glanced at the mountain of bloody tissues in the bin.

"Elle called." Godric replied off-handedly, eyes still focused on his work. Isobel gave a small laugh.

"No matter how many times I tell her, she forgets." The Latina vampire shook her head. She came closer to the desk. "Sheriff, the joint task force is doing well, isn't it?" Now, Godric did look up at his second. He sighed and dropped his pen, leaning back in his chair.

"I would've liked to have had at least two closed cases behind us before we got to this point." He admitted.

"You may have chosen a hurdle a bit too high for us, then." Isobel gave a small smile. "We may be superiors in abilities to humans, but we aren't magicians. And they are only human." Her head tilted to the side.

"Indeed. I was too ambitious." Godric agreed. "Regardless, that case is important." He shuffled some papers around and took out a folder from under all the requests and updates he had. "Here. Call a meeting with the King. We can conference tonight if he is available." Isobel nodded, accepting the file and turning to leave. "Also," The Latina vampire stopped just shy of the door. "Invite all the prominent vampires, especially the makers living with their progenies and any nest leaders to a soiree." Isobel sighed.

"It's time, then?" She asked with an almost sad look. Godric nodded, grim.

"It's time." He picked his pen back up. "Two days from now, we go to battle."

Godric didn't bother with his car, for once. While he did find the vehicle useful, it felt like a good night for a flight. And, it was faster to just fly. He could disregard the street signs, red lights and the traffic jams. Also, he could completely ignore the laws of physics, as usual. Godric found the crime scene easily enough. It took him a moment of listening before he heard it. The laughter ringing out across the air, like a whispered secret. He could find her anywhere.

"Jesus Christ!" Elle jumped when he appeared right behind her, just as she was turning. "Seriously?" She asked him with raised eyebrows as soon as she got over her shock. Godric could still hear the fast beating of her heart, though. That delicious thumping, quick and alive. It was beyond tempting. She really needed to let her hair down once in a while and cover her pounding jugular. Or, maybe she'd find his long fangs right inside it at some point. Restraint, Godric chastised his own thoughts.

"Good evening to you, too, Elle." He greeted with a calm poker face. She shook her head a him.

"What happened to you?" Elle asked, giving him a once over. "You look like you've been through a dryer?" The black man who'd been talking to the house owners of the lawn he'd landed on neared them just to hear the end of Elle's sentence. He gave a small nod to Godric and a smirk.

"It's a secret." The vampire decided to be petulant, because it brought out the best reactions in the woman.

"Pffft, alright. Alright." Elle threw her hands up. "More vampire secrets. Okay." She seemed miffed as she walked off the lawn and onto the street.

"Montgomery, pleasure to meet you officially." Grinned the tall black man, extending his hand to Godric and making him look up, much to the Sheriff's displeasure. The vampire eyed it for a moment before taking it and shaking it politely.

"Godric."

"I've heard a lot about you from Elle, sir." Montgomery told him. "She's a bit of a fangirl, ya know?" Elle shouted for them and the two started walking after the policewoman.

"Fangirl?" Asked the vampire.

"She likes you, dude." Montgomery seemed to wait for a reprimand for a second before he relaxed more, a swagger appearing in his step. "Won't shut up about how amazing you are."

"Mmm." Mused Godric. He hadn't known that. What had he done to impress her? He wasn't really certain. He'd given her an almost impossible case and asked her numerous questions about modern technology. If anything, Elle should be displeased with him.

"You have that look on your face like you have no idea why…" Montgomery commented with a chuckle.

"Perhaps it was the car." Godric quipped, looking up at the tall detective.

"The SP1 Ferrari?" Montgomery's eyebrows rose. "Dude, it was definitely the car."

That's all for now folks!

How did you guys like Montgomery? He's one of my fav OCs here xD Btw, this is a 4k word chapter, it's my rant that's so long xD And, I know that I'm off with the timeline for WhatsApp, as it was developed in 2009, but bear with me xD

I love the fact that I caused a lot of outrage with my last update, it fills me with pride that you guys are so invested. But, I wanted to address a few things about the previous chapter I suppose I hadn't been too clear about:

Mila doesn't glamour Elle to kiss her. She glamours the following:

Elle getting into the car

Name of her childe's killer and Elle being alone when she reports it

Friendship with Elle

Asking Godric about the way he addresses Elle (for kicks, mostly)

The kiss is completely voluntary and has nothing to do with glamour.

Next, Dave and Elle's scene regarding the 'house pet' Kieran thing. There are reasons why it's there, and I feel like it fit well, so I'm really sorry that some of you guys felt like it was forced. Here is my reasoning why this was an 'alright' scene in my book:

Elle tends to speak without a filter with Dave, assuming that he'll automatically 'get' all the jokes

What Elle means by being a 'house pet' is not leaving the home and showing his face at any public places – the police still think that the Miller murderer is looking for Kieran

Dave spent some years in the foster care system and he's had his own bad experiences. The specific word 'house pet' is linked to a particularly bad one for him and he simply reacts.

Dave and Elle aren't a perfect family – they both have their issues

Finally, Elle is a cop. When Dave grabs her wrist, she even considers making him 'kiss the floor'. When it comes to self-defense against her lawyer of a brother she definitely has the upper hand. She was never in any real danger.

Now that I've addressed that… This isn't something that happens often with them. Ninety percent of the time, they're functioning like a well-oiled machine and get each other perfectly. Kieran disrupted their usual organization and they're both accommodating, high on tension. I will definitely be addressing this topic later on, giving you guys more insight into why this had to happen.

Finally, domestic abuse is something that I'm very much against. I don't believe that any woman or man should stay in a situation like that. So, no, Elle will not be an abused woman or anything like that in this fic. Moreover, I can't see someone like Elle just sitting back and 'taking it'. Nor can I see Dave, a former abused foster kid, being the abuser with his moral compass and job as a lawyer.

Now, I'm done ranting xD Onto the reviews!

Reviews:

Royal Ember: Thanks for the feedback! Always happy to hear from you :)
Agreed! I can't wait until Godric figures out what Mila did xD Daring of her, no?
Yeah, the glamour thing is an issue, all round… We'll see how they fix it :D
I wonder if Godric does notice the bruise… He doesn't say anything about it :P Then again, humans are fragile and bruise easy in his head… We'll see…
Urgh, I have no idea where Godric is going… I hope he isn't going up in flames, to be honest… I have a couple of versions in my mind, so I really don't know where this is going xD
Hope you enjoyed!

Nurisiliel: Cheers! Thanks for the review :D
We all think we're harmless till the perfect set of circumstances arise :P Joking, joking… I wouldn't hurt anyone unless they really deserved… I'm a 'fight me bro' kinda Hufflepuff 100% xD
Urgh, suicidal Godric is a pain in the arse xD Go get him girl! As for Elle saving him… No promises… I have a couple of versions of the canon events in my head xD
If he did notice it, he didn't say anything… Wonder why… Humans are fragile, though, and bruise easy… I think that Godric is still struggling with the concept of friends hahahhaha
Awwww I was hoping for at leastsome surprise there :P But, yeah, she's a troublemaker that one… We'll see where it all ends up :D
Hope you enjoyed the update!

Otakugirl1996: Thanks for the lovely review! Happy to bring you up and down emotionally hahahhaha
Oh yeah, Layla is a little tiger xD She's one of my favorite characters to write :D
Yeah, Dave and Elle have their own issues which they, unfortunately, take out on each other. Though, it doesn't happen too often and normally it's just a shouting match or two. I wrote a bit about that topic above, just to clarify :D Had to happen, though
Urgh, I feel you completely about the glamour. I hate glamour and how it affects humans and urgh I hate the fact that Ellecan be glamoured. But, in the end, she is human. So, yeah… We'll see how they deal with that issue :P
Oooooh Mila reminds you of Pam? Hmmmm curious… She kinds does seem similar now that you mention it… Damn, I ship them now. Frack. xD
Not making promises about Godric going up in flames!
Thanks for the feedback and I hope you enjoyed :D

Anonymouscsifan: Heeeey! Happy to hear from you again :D
Perhaps she has… Though, Fangtasia is a pretty famous club and Eric is a hunk hahahaha
Oh, not probably, Layla woulddefinitely interrogate Godric xD Pssst stay tuned for this :P
Godric may or may not have noticed… Keep in mind that humans are fragile and bruise easily in his head… I explained a bit about Dave and Elle and their dynamics above… I hope it cleared up the situation :D Though, there will be mentions of it later on :D
Mila, Mila, Mila… how I love her for being so… vampiric! She's Slavic, what can I say… We've got some balls on us when provoked hahahaha And, we like seeing backbone in other people, too :P
I think that a lot of people forget that most vampires are foreigners, in the end. Like, Godric, Eric, Pam, Isobel, etc. There's bound to be something lost in translation for them :P Especially for my version of Godric who is just now catching up with the times :D Channeling my poor own self who was lost in CO slang for a month there 100% xD
Hope you enjoyed the update!

Sundancer: Hello and welcome to the family! Also, thank you sooo much for the long review! I jumped up and down when I got it :D (I adore long reviews because that's my reviewing method xD)
Aaaah cops, dude. Getting a bruise like that on the job isn't a rare thing. Just imagine, you've got training, tackling suspects, etc. But, I promise that Dean didn't ignore it completely :P He's definitely remembering that one :D
Oooooh love your reaction to Dave's little outburst! Glad to have you invested :P I agree, he needs major therapy xD Though, keep in mind the things I've mentioned above regarding Dave and Elle. Shewas out of line with her comment and his reaction was a bit too much… We'll get to see why a little later, I promise :D And, yeah, keep asking a zillion questions about bruises on your buddies and never settle for 'I fell'. I always do it, too :D I approve the language – it's on point!

G-dawg omg xD I love it! We will see how he reacts when he finds out… It's gonna be fun… Except for Mila xD But, we had to find out about this issue first hand, in my opinion… There was no glamour in that kiss btw :P It was just… a hot kiss hahahhahahaha Oh, can you imagine Elle blowing this off? I can't xD It's gonna be funnnn!
Mila… She's complicated… You'll get to learn a bit more about her in the future :D Though, remember that she's a vampire :D I'll do my best to flesh her out so that you get her antics soon enough :D She is rightfully villainous right now hahahahaha
I'm glad that you're enjoying the show overall :D I promise that I will do my best not to brush off the incidents you've mentioned… They are both pretty big deals in the story and a setup for even more drama xD
Hope to hear from you again soon!

LeapingLizard: Hello and thank you for the comment! I'm happy to draw my silent readers out, even with outrage xD I hope that the explanation above provided a bit of context for the issues you've addressed?
Elle is sensitive and empathetic, she has gone through the sensitivity training, too. So, I get why you think that her comment was OOC. But, keep in mind that she's the kind of person to say the first thing on her mind, without a filter on, especially with her brother. She would never say it to Kieran.
That being said, I hope that it didn't ruin the story for you. It kinda had to happen right there for a number of reasons xD And, I had to make you guys hate Elle and Dave a bit and see that they aren't as perfect as they seem hahahaha
Hope you enjoyed the update!

Tora3: Hiiiiiiii! I love you :D hahahaha Always happy to see my readers jumping to another story of mine from the first one hahahaha Hope you liked the rest of the story and the new update!

Looking forward to hearing what you guys thought! As a side note, I'm not certain when the next update will be… There's drama incoming and I need someone to go through it and tell me if I'm making anyone OOC xD If anyone wants a sneak peek, let me know :P