MESSENGER

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Location: Martin Apartments, 2105 5th Ave, Seattle, WA

Time: 06:23:42 - Monday

After my return from Italy, I spent the remainder of my weekend in my apartment; reading and studying the book that was supposed to free the Volturi.

At first, I had doubted what good it would be but - b-but now - now, I knew.

Now, I understood.

"Morning"

I snapped my head up to see Jacob who had just emerge from the shower. He was in dark jeans and was now putting on an acid washed t-shirt when entering the room. His hair was still wet, leaving it to a cropped jet black, sleek from the dampness.

"Hey Jake" I gave a half smile before turning back to my laptop and typing out the notes.

"Did you even go to bed?" he fretted.

I shook my head, not finding the point in lying to him. "Couldn't" I glanced back down to my noted. "The book was too...informative" I tried to justify myself.

"Nerd" he retorted.

"Jerk" I snapped back but still smiled.

"You know you love me" he replied with a smug smile when placing a brief kiss on my forehead. He then slipped down onto the armchair and tried to get a look at the book. "So what's got you so interested?" he checked the cover and his eyes widened "Mikaelson? What is it?" he frowned with confusion.

I sighed and leaned back onto him. "Book about another species of vampires" my nonchalance didn't go well with him as he widened his eyes. "The Mikaelson family is apparently the originator of that species" I continued, suddenly tired as I felt the weight of the sleepless night.

"One species of vampires is already more than enough" he grumbled and then took the book, flipping through the pages. "What makes them so different?" he quizzed.

"Well, they are harder to track but easier to kill" I smirked in assurance.

He mirrored it." Sounds like fun" he winked and passed it back to me.

I accepted it and then turned to the page I had memorised. "It states that if all members of Mikaelson family are killed, their whole entire vampire race is wiped out'" I read.

"That makes it easier, I suppose" he answered with great uncertainty but then hope glimmered. "How many are there?"

"Seven - excluding the parents" I mentally recalled the names that had been scribbled in black ink.

Jake, however was on a completely different page. "Parents?" he gasped and reached for the book again.

"Their mother was a witch" I explained, running my fingers through my hair at the mention. "She is the one that began their line" I sighed.

"I didn't know witches could do that"

Not sure how to reply to that, I simply shrugged. "Yeah well..."

"So this is what Aro wanted to give you" he shook the book and then set it down to have a good look at it. Suddenly, a slow smile curved his lips as something dawned onto him. "Just wait till your dad hears this"

Location: Underground Base 1

Time: 07:24:57

Our base was located underground.

It was inconspicuous as it was underneath a old, dirty and abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere.

Well not completely nowhere - Seattle.

I was now walking down the wide hallway that led to my father's main office.

On my way up, I had checked the conference room but that was empty so I knew that he would be in his office. If not, I could just check the gym but I doubted he would be there now.

"Is he in?" I asked but still walked towards the

"Yes" Grace replied with a small nod, "He has been expecting you" she added with a sly smirk and fell back into her paperwork.

I decided to shrug it off and rapped at the door but waited for no answer as I stepped inside.

There, behind the desk was my father.

Dressed in a crisp white shirt, a loose black tie and black slacks. His sleeves were rolled up and his dark hair was in a mess. Probably because he runs his fingers through it when he's frustrated.

The moustache was gone as was the father that I once knew.

"You're back" he smiled grimly but made no move to stand.

Instead, I walked towards him and took a seat opposite him. I crossed my legs and placed the book onto the desk, accompanied with the notes I had taken but now organised in a neat Manila file.

He accepted this with a small smile, a pain flashing across his eyes but soon it was masked with his composure.

We had an understanding now.

He knew not to waste his time with me anymore.

"Thank you" he said hoarsely and gulped down.

Well that was all I needed.

With a deep breath and a curt nod, I stood up and left, knowing that I would be coming back to the office sometime today.

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