Elijah's POV
"Hello, Elena how is your day going?" Elijah is happy she has finally called. He is eager to leave the compound for a while and finds nothing more appealing than joining her on the road. He has grown weary of the silence that has overtaken his siblings. Usually Haley's visits with Hope have them all coming together to spend time with the child; even that has become a disgruntled affair where they all try to ignore one another.
"Good Morning Elijah. I am in a hurry and need to ask you what will most likely be a weird question." Elena's voice is tight and he wonders when he will stop getting calls from her that make his teeth grind.
"I will answer to the best of my ability. What is troubling you?" He hopes Kol is out of the compound. He doesn't need his brother breathing down his neck.
"I have spoken with Bonnie and she will be doing some research for me but have you ever came across a vampire that can…I don't know really; I guess feel other supernatural beings?" He stops short of taking a drink from his glass and sets it down.
"What do you mean by feel them?" He honestly has never heard of such a thing but wants more detail than her vague question gives him before answering.
"Like you know when they are nearby, that they are doing something horrible." He is up in a moment pulling a suit case from his closet and throwing it on the bed.
"What happened Elena?" He hears her sigh and is about to ask again before she sets in to the long details of her night and the sacrifice nearby. He agrees that it is too much of a coincidence. HE has never heard of such a thing though and wonders himself if he is over reacting.
"I will do some research myself. Where are you now?" He is pulling clothes as he speaks.
"Following Dean and Sam, we are going over to see if they can find out what did it or who I guess."
"You are heading to the town that you felt this foreboding thing happen in? Elena."
"Elijah, now I have demon hunting men with me I will be fine. Besides they believe whatever it was will have left since it made such a mess. I just…. I need to know. I hope there are some answers there as to why I could feel it." She cuts him off before he could tell her to turn around and he wants to break something. He pictures Damon Salvatore and knows he cannot rule her life, or fear losing her if he tries.
"Okay, where is this town? I am coming to the closest airport. You will need to pick me up but I will send you the information. And please don't argue with me about this one."
"I won't. Let me know where and when. I will be there." Her quick agreement tells him more than her casual attitude. For every time, he has joined her she makes sure it's not bothering him or interrupting his life before she agrees to him joining her. Whatever this is has her bothered, possibly scared and it makes his mouth turn down as he bids her goodbye. He hopes as he makes flight arrangements that she is safe and in one piece when he arrives.
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He watches her through the rearview mirror as she talks on her phone while driving and he realizes he watches her far too much.
"Why do you think she could feel this happening?" Sam is reading through a book on sacrifices hoping to be prepared for whatever they find.
"I don't know Sam, but I am telling you after seeing the way she was staring in that direction last night, it has to be that. She was…. scared, maybe worried I don't know. I think I got a glimpse of "Not Fun Elena" that British dude was talking about."
"I wonder if she just heard you call her not fun." Sam looks back giving a cheeky smile; feeling dejected that she doesn't break from her phone conversation.
"Well, I don't think she did. Sucks, wanted her to give you a hard time about that one." Sam goes back to his reading.
"Shut up Sam. This is weird enough without your smartass." Dean follows the directions they were given and turns down an old gravel road. It doesn't take long before they see all the police vehicles and they pull along behind them. They exit the car Elena in tow; they all approach quietly and the Deputy approaches them.
"She said to let you two in but she didn't say anything about a woman." He motions towards Elena with an apologetic look upon his face.
Before either of them can make an excuse Elena waves them off. "I will hang back by the car, maybe take a walk. Let me know if you need anything, just yell if you need help."
They approach the field and see the multiple sheets of plastic thrown over bodies. The amount of blood staining the ground makes them stop for a moment. These people didn't die easily from the mess they can see around the sheets. The Sheriff approaches them with a slight head nod. They have sadly done this with her before and she just starts going over what she knows. Showing them the bodies as she talks and then takes them further into the field to see the scorching of the ground. Which isn't an entirely accurate description, the earth was burnt, the ground black with everything dead for about 100 feet or more by Deans guess. It looked like a contained blast in that direction of some sort.
"What do you boys make of this?" She waves her hands out and they both shake their heads.
"I am not sure honestly. I haven't seen anything like it. We are sure it wasn't here before?" Sam always was good at coming up with the questions. He walks back to the bodies, lifting a sheet and finding a young man, maybe even one of the teenagers. His chest is torn up almost looks like something tore it open. He covers the body quickly walking back a few steps to get a few gulps of fresh air.
"Do all the bodies look like this one?" He calls back, interrupting Sam's conversation but she comes to him anyway.
"Well yes, and no. Did you notice his hand?" He shakes his head and she sighs heavily before throwing the cover off a body. Sam grunts at the sight and he wishes he hadn't looked at his hand. Someone's eyeball is hanging from his fingers.
"What the fuck? I mean uh, is he a victim or not? Do you have any idea?" He throws the cover back over and turns to look at her.
"To be honest, it looks like, they…. well, like they just started killing each other. It sounds crazy but well you know, I have seen enough with Bobby to know this isn't in my jurisdiction."
"How do you know that's not the attackers eyeball?"
"It's from the body lying next to his, which also has nails in her back from the girl over there." She points a body farther away and Dean starts rubbing his head.
"Are these people related or do they have some connection that you know of?" Sam questions as he looks under a different sheet only to drop it quickly.
"Not related well two of them are married, the younger ones are twins. They were all at the same movie last night." She holds up a plastic bag with a bloody ticket stub inside.
"Well a chick flick, maybe that's the problem." Dean says an immediately regrets it as he feels a sharp sting in his shoulder blade.
"What the fuck?" He throws his hand over the wounded area only to see Elena standing at the side of the road with her arms crossed. The way she is shaking her head tells him, the back pain came from her somehow and he holds his hands up slightly in defeat.
He turns back to the Sheriff and Sam watching Sam write some things down, he approaches the two and is relieved when she says there is one witness.
"Where are they at then? What have they said?" Dean rubs at his arm still wondering what Elena did to make it hurt. Did she flash up at pinch him or something?
"Well that's the thing, he was found two fields over, no blood or anything on him but he hasn't woken up. They say his tests all come back fine but he seems to be in some sort of unexplainable coma. He was not at the theater, but his roommate says he usually comes out late this time of year to get pictures of the moon or something. So, him being a few miles from home in the middle of the night wasn't odd for this time of year." She grabs the paper from Sam writing the patients information down and telling them she would have to get the bodies moved and to call if they find anything out.
They walk back towards the cars, watching the deputy fawn over Elena as she helps him block off the road from oncoming traffic. Dean watches her wave goodbye and make her way towards them.
"What did you do to me? My shoulder hurts damn it." He wants to be mad at her but is more irritated by the deputy staring at her ass as she walks towards them.
"Well you deserved it. Don't act like I killed you, it was a pebble." She leans against her car and Sam shakes his head but Dean can tell he is staying out of this conversation.
"Well, Gilbert, maybe you shouldn't throw rocks so hard next time."
"IT. Was. A. Pebble Dean, oh seriously let me look." She is jerking his shirt down and looking at his back before she finishes speaking and he takes a deep breath trying to be patient with her.
"Okay, Dean there is a red mark there, I am sorry if it hurt you but seriously, that was a horrible joke." She raises an eyebrow at him, daring him to argue about it.
"Fine, I will forgive you, but you owe me. He grabs the paper from Sam's hand and reads the guys information.
"Now, we need to go check this Jack guy out. Hopefully he will wake up and tell us something good, or at least useful."
"If he isn't awake, I might be able to help." They both look back to Elena quickly and Dean wonders what she hasn't told them about herself.
"We might have the ability to enter people's minds. Now I haven't done it to someone in a coma but I could try and see if anything makes since in there." She tucks her hair behind her ear and he figures that their hard starts are making her uncomfortable.
"Wait! Have you entered my mind?" He hates how alarmed he sounds and grunts, shrugging his shoulder in nonchalance.
"No Dean, I need to physically be touching you and it works best with a calm or sleeping person. It's usually done to sleeping people to mess with their dreams." She pulls the paper from his hand reading the information Sam has written down.
"So, you might not be able to do it?" Sam sounds defeated when he asks, hoping they can take the easy way out and have Elena work her magic on the guy.
"No, like I said I haven't done it that much, it's one of those, the more you do it the better you get things. Maybe if I can't I can get my friend too."
"Your friend? Is there someone else here?" Dean wishes he trusted her more but his doubts start rising again with that statement.
"No, not yet. He was going to be joining me anyway and with last night he decided to meet me earlier. You know him anyways, it's Elijah." She turns from them heading for her car.
"Well are you guys ready to head to the hospital or do you need to do something else?" She calls back at them while opening her car door. Dean pushes his confused feelings aside and walks towards the Impala; Sam following close behind.
"No, we will just head over there." He can't help watching her for a moment while she enters the car. She sends him a small smile and he feels stupid for ever worrying.
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She feels like something horrible is starting and tries not to let her worry flow over into the brothers as they walk to the hospital room. Since this morning things have been a weird combination of tense and friendly depending on the topic at hand. She understands the hunter's hesitance with her though, she herself worries about the connection that may be happening between her and this sad, sad taking of human life. She still aches a little over the accusing tones that were used questioning her today.
Pushing it aside she can tell they are having trouble getting in to see the patient. No officers are around but the hospital security sits outside the room. She steps forward to take care of the problem before Deans head explodes.
"Mr. Petty, Mr. Jones. Have you had a chance to look him over yet?" She nods at them both in a professional manor as she says making up fake names for them and smiles toward the security officer.
Both brothers frown before shaking their heads. "Not yet, it seems clearance hasn't been sent over yet. People like wasting my time apparently." She smiles at Dean slightly; he is good at this.
She turns towards the officer giving him her full attention. "We will be allowed to see this patient as many times as we need too. We are Special Agents on this case. We will need our privacy while with him. Do you understand?" As she compels him he nods and repeats it back as expected.
"Thank you for all your help." She walks past him, the boys following and she sees the mystery photographer laying in the bed. She walks over to a computer and is surprised to find it unlocked and locates their guy. Jack Emmerson seems to be a picture of good health. His labs are clear and so are all her scans as she rolls threw them.
"Sheriff said they couldn't find anything weird about his health. What are you even looking for there?" Dean says as he pokes Jack like that will wake him up and Sam is rubbing his face in exasperation. Clearly Dean and my bickering is getting to him.
"Anything, nothing. Doesn't hurt to be certain." She closes out the computer and walks towards Jack, feeling a slight twinge at his sleeping face. Did she even want to try and see what was going on with him? What he witnessed was horrific.
"So, you know all that doctor crap then?" Dean is still poking Jack in various places and Sam slaps his hand away.
"My father was a doctor, I was going to go for med school before well… you know." She places a hand on his head feeling for something…. anything. She isn't sure what she is looking for. Maybe she should call Bonnie back again. There must be a reason for her feeling this crap.
"Wait are you doing it now? Is she doing it now?" She feels an eyebrow twitch and wants to laugh at Deans constant chatter. He can be quiet when wants to be that's for sure. She feels a little happiness that he is being so laid back at the moment.
"Not yet, I will need to get comfortable on a chair and you will need to leave me alone. No talking. I need to focus. Is there anything you guys need to do? "She looks up and Sam is jerking something out of his bag. As he turns is on it starts beeping quickly and they both look at Jack with brows drawn.
"What does that mean." She doesn't know why she is whispering, they both seemed to get so serious that she just did it.
"Demon." Dean starts pulling chalk from a bag and writing on walls. Sam is on the phone with the sheriff and she pulls the door closed. She waits for their instructions not sure what their next step will be.
"Sheriff is on her way. You almost done sealing the room?" Sam calls while he starts drawing on the floor around the bed Jack is laying in. She is terribly curious as she watches the two of them work quickly.
"Do you need help with anything?" She stands blocking the door as Dean pushes her aside and starts drawing symbols on it.
"Don't let anyone in, unless it is Bobby or the Sheriff. Don't mess up the drawings they will keep things out and keep him contained to that circle." Sam is efficient drawing and she is amazed at their speed.
"I will go talk to Frank." She steps out to the security guard and calls his name. Compelling him to keep everyone out unless they give the okay she steps back in to find them both flipping through books. Dean a phone hanging from his ear.
"I know Bobby, but he is comatose. I don't know what to do with him. Yeah well, he isn't really talkative you know…. yeah…. fine okay I will call you back." Dean shoves his phone in his pocket.
"Well Bobby doesn't know either." Dean says never looking up from his phone. Her phone vibrates in her pocket and she pulls it out finding Elijah's flight information.
"Do you think he is one of those, you know that can over power them or something? We don't see many of them but that might explain his comatose state." Sam looks at her as she sits in a chair staring at Jack.
"It sounds like our best guess, why hasn't he left the body yet though, especially with us in here. You think it would have high tailed it when we started marking the seals." Dean rubs his neck while talking.
She hums to herself wishing she could help them more. Unsure if she could even enter Jacks mind with a Demon having taken over is body. "Dean?"
"Yeah?" He looks at her waiting for a reply and she wonders if this is a good idea but says screw it once more. A habit that seems to be more common around the Winchesters.
"Is Jack still in there, like could I still try to enter his mind?" She looks to them both waiting for an answer and wonders who will speak first.
"Well, he is, but I don't know how complicated this is, or what you do is. Can you get hurt? Have you ever hurt anyone doing it?" Sam asks, Dean stands silently beside him still contemplating something.
"No and no, I would just have a physical connection and concentrate. Worst that's happened to me is a headache so nothing major. What other options do you have?"
"We could go on ahead and start an exorcism in hopes of bringing the demon out. Then maybe they will talk." Sam seems to think that is the best answer but she notices Deans prolonged silence and wonders what he is thinking.
"If Jack is overpowering the demon wouldn't that just give it the upper hand?" She asks
"No, maybe. We have never seen this and we don't really know that's what is causing it." Sam obviously doesn't like the unknown.
"Well, I say it can't hurt for me to try, but ultimately; this is your case so I will follow your lead." She hopes they will just let her try in hopes of finding some quick solution for this man.
"Let her." Dean walks over to her and pushes her chair up to Jack before going back to wait by the door; clearly taking up guard mode. She gives him a quick nod before turning back to Jack. Placing her hand on his chest and the other on his hand, she focuses.
She flinches from the noise when she enters and has a hard time concentrating. She thinks this must be Jack as she tries to focus on what appears to be a bonfire in the distance. She turns and sees him holding his head as tears run down his face. She turns once more and realizes she can't make out the scene due to the static within is mind. She decided to focus on him as he hasn't taken any notice of her presence yet, she can at least make him out and feel him when she reaches him. He jerks back ready to scream but stops once he looks at her.
"Jack, I am here to help. I mean you no harm." Her words only make him cry more and she is unsure if he will respond. Her heart aches as she faintly hears grunts and screams through the static sound overlapping everything. She tries to be as comforting as she can and when she reaches for him this time he calms more and leans into the hand she placed on his shoulder.
"Jack, I want to help. I need your help to do that. Can you tell me anything about what you saw or what happened to you?" They both tip slightly as the world they are in seems to jar back and forth before stopping. She looks back and realizes everything is even more distorted and focuses on Jack once more.
"It keeps trying to take me with him. I don't want to go. It…" The world jarred once more and she has ahold of him by both arms now anchoring him to her.
"Jack, you hold on. I will help you okay, you will make it out of this ju…." A screech is drowning them both out and she screams as she appears in front of a black form with shiny black eyes that she can tell is leering at her from the dark.
"You will be his." Its voice is so dark but she doesn't feel anything as her chests pounds and suddenly, she is looking into Deans eyes, laying with her back to the tile. Sam is peering at her from over Deans shoulder. She scrambles to her feet, appearing on the other side of the room before either man can register it. She breaths deeply for a moment running her hand over her neck trying to calm herself. Well that was not what she expected. She realizes Dean is standing in front of her once more and feels Sam's hand drop on her shoulder.
"How did I end up on the floor?" She asks quietly.
"You were sitting there normal then, all of a sudden your body went unnaturally stiff and you screamed. I tried to just shake you but ended up hafting to jerk you out of the seat to stop it. What happened?" Dean explains and she leans into Sam trying to digest everything that just happened.
"Jacks in there, he was so scared and I couldn't really make anything out. I could kinda see the people screaming in the field but everything was so…. static covered. Like white noise over his mind or maybe that was his mind I don't know. I don't think it was. When I finally got him to talk he said it keeps trying to take him with it and he doesn't want to go." She feels Sam hug her to his side and she closes her eyes, fighting the emotions welling up at Jacks desperate words.
"Did anything else happen?" She looks back at Dean and wonders how they deal with this crap on a regular basis.
"I was trying to reassure him, when I think the demon jerked me from his mind. I think that was all the static and every time I talked to Jack the world seemed to quake and twist. It was just black on black but I could make out a weird shape and see its black eyes reflecting back at me. It said, "you will be his." Then I was looking at you."
"So, I take it the static and earth shaking isn't normal by your description?" Sam asks.
"No, it usually is just like entering a dream. That's what you do essentially, we can manipulate the dreams and interact with them but never anything like that."
"I wonder what he meant by that." Dean mutters.
"Did he mean Jack I wonder?" Sam asks.
"He, or it was looking right at me, but I guess it could have." pulling her phone from her pocket to look at the time. She sees a missed message from Elijah telling her he would meet them at the hospital and to notify him if she left. She shoves it back into her pocket and turns back to Jack watching the monitors and his chest rise and fall. His heartbeat is steady and she excuses herself from the room for a few minutes. She passes the Sheriff as she exits the room; she sees her brow rise and she knows the brothers will be questioned about her presence. A better reason to take a walk.
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He hates the smell of hospitals, he hates all the overly white walls and the amount of prayers that are muttered in the halls in vain. Elena said she had been sitting in a court yard for a while and he follows the sounds of trickling water over rocks. He finds it after a few twists and turns and finds Elena working alongside an old woman, apparently helping her pull weeds. He shakes his head and watches her for a moment. He sees movement from above and looks to see the hunter Dean watching her as well. He hums making his presence known. She beams at him, excusing herself from the old lady who thanks her for her help.
"Elijah. Was your flight okay?" She doesn't stop in front of him as she has so many times and steps in to embrace him quickly. Although they are no strangers to embracing she doesn't usually do it so quickly. He pulls her in tighter and turns his head into her hair before replying.
"Yes. Anything new happen?" He keeps an even tone but worries about her answer. He looks up once more to see Dean turn quickly from the window. Putting his attention back in Elena he waits for her to start. Guiding her arm through his she heads for the room; explaining the odd occurrence that she experienced while dream walking and the sad state the victims were found in. He doesn't shutter the way she does at the news. He has lived far too long to be surprised at the gruesome killing of these humans; he does pull her tighter feeling the grief roll off her at what she witnessed in this town.
He was not prepared for the human she described as Jack to sit up quickly when they entered the room; machines blaring and the hunters slamming doors and closing curtains quickly. They all seem unprepared for him to start slapping his chest and face and yelling no. He holds Elena back as she goes to reach for him and calling his name. The human seems to hear her, calling her name he reaches in her direction as if he can't actually see her.
"Don't Elena." Deans voice makes him pull his eyes from the human to find the brothers preparing for an exorcism.
"Dean. He is hurting and confused." Elena's plea can barely be heard from the gutted cries coming from Jack.
"Maybe we should compel him to calm down." He suggests and steps forward only to be pulled back by the one he remembers as Sam.
"Don't step over the markings", he looks down and sees the spells binding the floor.
Everything goes silent and Elena's breathing quickens behind him. He goes to look at her but stops in his tracks. Jacks eyes are Black and he sits silent and unmoving, staring at Elena. He steps in front of her, hoping to pull its eyes to him. Only to be vexed with its continued gaze being drawn to her.
"Okay. Now that your ass has decided to join us, why don't you tell us what you're up too." Dean steps to the opposite side of the room while talking. He can see the hunter is also uncomfortable with its unwavering stare set on her. The demon doesn't reply and he feels Elena's hand drift from his back as she walks towards the window. Its eyes following her the whole way. She takes a seat, composed and stares back just as sternly. Minutes pass before she breaks the silence.
"Where's Jack?" She uses a tone he recognizes from her attempt to train one unruly baby vampire.
"He's in here, reliving last night, calling your name light barer. Seems to think you will save him." Its wicked smile doesn't distract him from what he called her. Apparently, it alarmed Elena more because her composure slips and she steps up next to the spell on the floor staring the demon down.
"What do you know of Petrova Fire?" Elena asks her voice tight. He sees both hunters look at each other in question and he steps closer to Elena. Uncomfortable with how this situation is playing out. What would a demon want with a doppelganger? He had said the Petrovas had fire but he was referring to their will and strength. He didn't think it was actually something she bore for demons to see.
"Petrova?" Jack, or the demon within asks back head cocked to the side. "I know nothing of this fire you speak of."
"What did you mean by light barer." He asks after Elena seems to be done asking questions. The demon watches her closely before bursting into laughter.
"This is wonderful. You don't know what you are, do you child? That's okay, we can help you. We need people like you to help our cause."
"I have the distinct feeling that I will never help you." She smiles but he can hear the confusion still coloring her words.
Jack gives a sinister chuckle. "Well, you will either help or we will break you, either way you will be stuck with us."
A growl rips from is throat and he steps in front of her once more. The demon finally looks at him pulling his gaze from her. He has witnessed a demon or two in his time but never been this close to one so blatantly stupid. He hears chanting start and looks to find Sam reading from an old book. Dean has stepped closer to Elena at some point. The demon within Jack laughs at the attempts.
"Please, keep reading. It doesn't matter I have already sent the message along. They all know a light barer has risen now, she will be ours." His cackling continues and Elijah finds Elena's hand behind him, holding it tightly. As the demon starts to seize before being exercised from the human. What did it mean. His head jerks to find sad brown eyes staring at the body lying on the bed before them. She makes eye contact for a moment before Jack seems to choke back to life in front of them. She releases his hand and steps up to the bed, grabbing the humans hand.
"Jack, take a few deep breaths." He pulls his eyes from Elena to look at the hunters. They both watch her with furrowed brows, apparently just as confused about what transpired. He steps up to them, listening to Elena sooth the human as he starts to cry.
"Have you ever heard of a light barer?" His asks the hunters.
"No, not in any book or at any hunt. What's Petrova fire?" Dean fires back quickly after answering his question. He looks back to see Elena nod her head at him slightly. Apparently, she is okay with them knowing her story.
"Petrova is her lineage. The fire she spoke of really came from me, just a description of their traits. Every Petrova of her …. Kind, that I have encountered has been strong willed and showed incredible strength." He hopes the human Jack will quit crying or he will have to compel him too. He wants answers and to take her far, far away.
"What do you mean her kind? As in vampire?" Sam Whispers the last part so Jack doesn't over hear. Not that the human probably cares after being possessed by a demon.
"She is a doppelganger."
"Wait, like a real doppelganger." Sam asks in what can only be amazement.
"The shapeshifter. It's not a shape shifter, is it?" Dean asks Elena. She shakes her head no and Elijah realizes she warned them about Katerina. He grows irritated with the divergence of the conversation. The cries have slowed behind him and he turns to find Elena running her hand through the man's hair. He fights down the jealousy, knowing she is just soothing the human. Jack has a grip on her hand and his eyes are closed tight.
"We need him to tell us what all he saw last night." Sam is quiet but at the words Jacks hands tightens on Elena's.
"Jack. I know this is hard, I know it's all scary but we need your help so we can fight this okay." Elena's shifted into the nurturer he has seen so many times, with Jeremy, Caroline and countess others. Even himself on occasion.
"I…I was set up in one of the trees; getting photos over the tree tops of the moon. I heard all this commotion, at first I thought it was a party of some sort. But the more I listened the more I became alarmed. I realized I could hear sobbing. I tried to call the police but I didn't have any signal. I made my way towards them. I could barely see what was going on in the distance. It sounded like they were screaming …but…no one was running from what I could see. The next thing I know there was silence and a huge blast of wind and fire and a giant like…. black cloud took off. I thought that was it and I started to run to the road to get to my truck when something slammed into me and then, it was inside of me." His crying seems to have subsided though he still breaths heavily while speaking.
"Could you tell ow many of them were out there?" Dean asks
"No, not really. I could barely make out anything with the way they were fighting, I think there was three standing still outside the ones that were fighting. Maybe more but I am not sure."
Elijah's thoughts were still all over the place. Wondering what the demon thought Elena was, what they would need her for. If she had light why couldn't he see it, or Bonnie for that matter. He watches her closely, looking for something he has missed. But he knows, he could not have missed anything about her.
"You need to go." Jack is looking intently at Elena now. "That thing had become distressed, given up the fight inside me. Then you appeared and it became enthralled, I guess would be the best description. It seems to think it has found the holy grail. I'm not sure how but I know it told others." Elijah isn't surprised at how fast Jack seems to have taken to Elena, that's just how people are around her. He considers his options; which aren't many.
She is now being sought by demons, witches were one thing but he isn't sure how to protect her from demons. He looks to the hunters, loath to admit he will need their help. Dean makes eye contact and motions him out the door. He can hear Sam and Elena trying to get more information from the man. "Well, that was not how I wanted this day to go." Dean mutters as he turns to face Elijah.
"No. Mr. Winchester. I would have to agree with you. There wasn't any good information to go on, beyond that once again Elena should run." He feels his jaw locking and listens to her wuiet voice from the room to calm down.
"Well, I will be honest. More often than not, where Demons are concerned they will find what they are looking for." The hunters comfort with him bothers him slightly. He blames that on Elena.
"You know of no way to shield yourself from them?" He asks.
"The best thing to do it shield yourself from possession and be prepared to fight whe….." As Dean speaks he hears Jack speaking again and focuses on his words. He holds his hand up to stop the hunter from speaking while he listens.
"Jack has said he remembers the demon saying it would raise Berith the Red Knight. Does this mean anything to you?" Dean seems stumped again and they are joined by Sam shortly; coming to inform them of the update. Dean pulls his phone from his pocket and attempts to make a phone call.
"Castiel, the whole point of this phone was so I could reach you easier. Shit, call me back I need your help." Elijah's brows furrow he hopes this person will be of some help.