Chapter Thirteen- What Once Was Lost, Restore To me

Thanks to belladonna1361, mstang.gurl, onetreefan, and WASLittleRasgotra18NOWCaseyAndMike4Eva for making me feel like I'm important!

Disclaimer: I'm so sad that I don't own any of these people. By the way, the spellbook title I got from Charmed so I don't own that either.

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Olivia stared at Jackson in disbelief. "You're drunk." She said plainly. Jackson shook his head. "It works Olivia. I was covering the story today and some pretty spooky things happen around that place. All my witnesses say the books work." He commented. She shook her head. "No Jackson I think the alcohol is talking." She reasoned. "Magic doesn't exist and don't try and get my hopes up by doing this." She stood up and went to the sink to splash her face. It had been a year since she had lost both Elliot and Alex in one day. Time was supposed to heal everything. To her, time had stopped.

Jackson got up and followed her. "Liv, what have we got to lose?" he asked, his voice soft. There was an ache in his heart, an ache that refused to go away. That phrase got her. Olivia turned to gaze at him. She longed for Elliot every day and every moment. With him gone, a part of her went with him. "Fine. Let's do it." She gave in.

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Olivia shivered as she leaned her back against the railing of the courthouse and then moved to sit down right where Elliot had been shot. Jackson was tracing the place where Alex had died. Both understood the other in more ways than one. "You sure this will work?" Olivia asked, pulling her coat tighter around her. "It has to." Jackson said forcefully.

It was dark. Past midnight. No one was around and Olivia was glad. She didn't want anyone to call her job in question over some suspicious behavior at the courthouse. The spell called for a trace of every element. They quickly put everything on the ground: bottled water for water, a candle for fire, some soil for earth, and a fan for air. "We need pictures of the ones we've lost." Jackson read from the book. Olivia pulled out a wrinkled and worn photo from her pocket. Elliot and her with their arms wrapped around each other. It was at Maureen's birthday party the year before and both had smiles plastered on their faces. Olivia had a small smile on her face when she placed it beside the candle.

Jackson's face was bleak as he gently place down photo of him and Alex. It was at his family's farm and Alex looked beautiful on the back of a white mare. Her hair blowing in the wind and his arms wrapped around her waist securely. He smiled. It was the first time she had ever ridden and she had pulled off riding double, spectacularly. He closed his eyes.

Olivia moved to stand beside him and glance into the book. She was not one to believe in all this magic mojo, but at this point she would have believed in unicorns if it meant bringing Elliot back to her. "What now?" she questioned. Jackson pointed at the spell. She shivered. The words were almost poetic and the book made her uneasy. The two of them recited it together.

"Breath of air, soul of fire

Grant this night my heart's desire

What once was lost, restore to me

Womb of earth, tears of sea"

Both of them trembled as the wind seemingly blew louder and a swift breeze blew the candle out. They glanced at each other. Nothing happened. Olivia started to cry. Jackson didn't understand. He looked over the spell again. "We must've missed something." He said frantically. Olivia grew angry. She knocked the book out of his hands. "It isn't real!" she screamed at him. "It doesn't work and damn you for dragging me into this." With that, she stormed off. Jackson didn't pick up the book, just walked away slowly with a defeated look in his eye. What no one noticed was after the two of them were out of sight, the book, left on the ground after Olivia's tantrum, started to move on its own. It's pages flipped and fluttered, even though there was no breeze in the air. It finally settled on the page that Jackson had read from and fell open flat

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Also the poem is borrowed from Charmed... I'm not that talented. Hope you liked that! More coming soon…