A/N: Have made it over halfway through S5 now (yay!), remember to let me know if there's anything you'd like to see :)
Eric leaned back against the wall of the cell he and Bill had been placed in, still trying to make sense of what had happened.
"Whoever it was used us, Eric," Bill said, breaking the silence. "They used us to deliver Roman's killer right to him."
If the situation wasn't so serious Eric would have asked Bill if he had any other talents besides stating the obvious, instead he steeled himself and admitted what he had begun to suspect.
"Nora," he said quietly, "she must have broken Russell out, it had to have been her."
Bill glared in his direction, "You swore you never told her."
"I didn't," Eric insisted calmly, "but I was with her while you attended Russell's execution. She knew what was coming."
"I don't care how f*cking old Russell Edgington is," Bill declared, getting to his feet and pacing the cell. "Pure silver sent coursing through a vampire's veins is still pure silver coursing through his veins. We both saw how fast he was on top of Roman."
"Salome," Eric explained softly, "there wasn't any silver"
Bill reeled a little at the thought, but recovered quickly, "Nora was locked up the whole time," he said thoughtfully, "she must have had an accomplice. At least one."
Both of them looked over to where Molly sat typing furiously at a computer.
"Molly?" Bill questioned, as the two moved towards her, stopping just short of the bars of the cell. "Molly," he tried again, his tone insistent as she gave no response.
She looked up, frustrated, "What's your problem?"
"Are you a sanguinista?" Bill asked simply.
"No!" she protested.
"Why didn't the iStake work?" Eric demanded.
"Ah, duh," she said, looking at them like they were stupid, "that's what I'm trying to figure out."
"Are you loyal to Roman Zimojic?" Bill pressed, "Do you believe mainstreaming is the only choice?"
"Of course," Molly insisted, starting to look a little hurt by their questioning. "You guys are whacked," she added.
Bill pursed his lips and stepped away from the bars, Eric continued to regard Molly as she turned back to the computer.
He wanted to believe her, but he was no longer certain he could trust his instincts.
"Bill Compton," Kibwe said, entering the room, "Sherriff Northman. Chancellor Agrippa would like a word with you in her chamber."
Both vampires glanced at each other before obediently following Kibwe.