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Thierry

Thierry and Thea waited out on the back deck all evening and into the night. The house was quite, only a buzz from today's earlier events kept people talking, but they soon silenced whenever they saw Quinn, Rashel or Keller.

Thierry had told Thea everything; from the poems to sending Blaise away. They'd sat out on the back deck talking about for hours, feeling the crisp twilight turn into a chilled blanket of darkness.

"I still don't understand what Blaise is trying to warn us against?" Thea had kept coming back to this; she'd easily believed Thierry about the Veilea; she trusted his judgment.

"Many things, and that's the worse part isn't it? We can't fully prepare ourselves. Were playing a dangerous game here, The Cult are bigger than Daybreak, and this magic it's old and very powerful." He laughed in spite of himself. How had he thought he was going to handle this on his own?

"You were right not to tell the others," Thea whispered. Thierry has read minds for over a 1000 years but he would have never expected her to say that.

"Excuse me?"

"You should have told Rashel, but not the others. Half of them wouldn't understand The Cult and the other half would want fight it, despite the fact that you can't, technically"

"I was about to tell her this morning, I was just seconds to late. I mean I'm going to tell her still, but now there is nothing we can do, I just feel like I'm forcing her into this role." Thierry guilt was obvious in his voice.

"My friend" Thea began, putting a hand on his arm "you can not blame yourself. If it were up to you the wait of the apocalypse would rest on your shoulders. No one can be blamed, Hecate chose Rashel for a reason we cannot understand, but I believe the Goddess picked her because it's a weight and challenge only she can handle. It's a strange gift"

"Gift? Thea this will kill her, this is how she will die!"

"I'm sure that once explained to Rashel she will walk in battle with her head held high. She has honour and has truly given herself to this cause."

Thierry sat silently for a while mulling today event over, and echoing Thea's words. Rashel has honour she will want to do this. Hopefully.

Rashel

Strolling thought the mansions grounds in the middle of the night is usually one of Rashel's favourite things. She liked being alone some times, but know in stead of alone she just felt out of the loop. She wondered aimlessly for what seemed like hours, but was really only a few minutes. The chilly wind wiped Rashel hair around and a above her face, though she felt considerably less dangerous than last night.

Last night? Had it really only been a day?

Quinn lied to me. Straight lied to me. The others did too but that didn't matter; she trusted them and was still hurt, more so with Keller, Jez and Mary-Lynnette, and maybe Ash but she wasn't going to tell him that any time soon. But Quinn, the one person in the entire world who would never lie to her, she had had to change so much to accommodate Quinn in her life. No 'accommodate' sounds to clinical, she had had to learn to trust the love she felt for him, and it was so hard when all her natural instincts yelled 'DON'T GET TOO CLOSE!' And if she was telling the truth emotionally she didn't want someone so close, she had been hurt one too many times.

A sudden rustling at the opposite side of the courtyard grabbed Rashel's attention. She poised to strike immediately.

"Rashel? Rashel? Come out, come out where ever you are"

"Ash, you can be such a dick, y'know that?" Rashel straitened from her stance and glared at that lean, blonde, arsehole of a vampire that stood before her.

"Arrr Shelly and I came to keep you company" Ash was moving to sit on a nearby stone bench. He motion for her to join him.

"Why are you here? Really why, and none of your sarcastic crap." She moved to sit next to him. Rashel liked Ash, really she did. Not only is he Quinn's best friend but also he's witty and Rashel quite like the sarcasm, never a dull moment on a mission with Ash. But tonight wasn't the time for jokes, not with the way she was feeling.

Ash stared off into the night sky, and Rashel could tell he was thinking about Mary-Lynnette. He turned to her and said in a smallest way "You looked lost".

Obviously not talking about the grounds. She rested her head on his shoulder and laughed, not hard but enough to confuse him. "I didn't know you where so deep Ashley, I'm impressed."

"Well, see it comes in waves…like the deep blue ocean…" He raised his arm making grand gestures, laughing along now. Well serious Ash lasted long.

She turn to look him in the face, he really is one of the good guys and not as stupid as people think. "Ash?"

"Yeah?" He turned to look her in the eyes. His were now a clear bluey grey.

"I wanted to ask you-" A heavy drop cut her off and she and Ash were on their feet instantly.

A bush just across the way shivered and from behind it step a tall dark figure. It moved gracefully forward as Rashel and Ash lowered the stance ready to spring.

"Chill-the-fuck-out"

Blaise.

"Well Hello, my be-witching cousin how lovely to see you here. In the dead of night. Carry what looks to be a rather large weapon." Ash was the first to speak, naturally. He walked up to Blaise with ease, simply greeting an old friend.

Rashel hung back. This didn't make sense, Blaise is a Daybreaker, why did she have to sneak in and what was that she had wrapped in what looks to be an old cloak.

"Hate to interrupted but I need Rashel to come with me…Please" Blaise turned her gaze to Rashel, finally noticing the wariness around Rashel. I then realising how suspicious she may in fact look.

"I had to sneak in, I don't want Thierry to know I'm here. I really wanted only you to know" Blaise said gesturing toward Rashel. "I didn't know how much you'd know, or if you knew anything at all but I have to tell you something. I want you to hear it from me." Blaise looked a little regretful now, like what she had to say was surly damming.

Rashel hadn't spent an exposed amount of time with Blaise. Only meetings, Blaise was actually part of Daybreaks fighting arm, but although Rashel was high up in the commanding ranks she never really crossed paths with the talented Dark Witch.

"Lets all go for Ice-Cream. Won't that be fun?" Ash. They'd almost forgot he was there. Almost.

A/N: There is nothing romanic between Ash and Rashel, just thought I'd clear that up, their just friends. New chapter soon, with a bit of a twist. Thank you and review :D