A/N: The Wyatt Family's Bitch: glad you enjoyed it! This first bit is a fluffy, but it's about to get darker. Hang on till the end of the chapter lol.
Good morning." Her warm breath tickled his ear as she spoke, rubbing a hand across his shoulders. "Morning baby." He replied sleepily as he folded his arms under his face. She traced the line of his spine with her fingertips, stopping to lightly scratch his scalp, sending shivers down his spine. "You should get up and take a shower with me." He grinned, wiping the sleep from his eyes with one hand. "What, you didn't get enough of me last night?" She smiled and pulled closer to him, planting a kiss on his shoulder. "I'm too comfortable to get up." "Get up lazy bum." She teased, tracing the outline of the wings tattooed across his back. He closed his eyes, burying his face in the pillows again. "Don't you go back to sleep." She teased, kissing his ear. "Don't make me shower alone." A soft snore was her reply and she pouted. "Fine, be that way." She left a note and his locket necklace on the nightstand, the gator tooth she pulled from his wound now strung on the necklace.
Later after her shower Evangeline met up with Kaitlyn downstairs. She glanced at Erik, Luke, and Kane eating lunch and asked Evangeline where Bray was. "Still asleep. We were up late." "You wore him out huh?" Kaitlyn smirked. "These walls are thin. I think the whole hallway heard you." Evangeline shrugged, her face breaking into a wide grin. "What can I say? I'm that good!" She laughed as they left the hotel lobby. "So what are we doing today?" Kaitlyn asked as they climbed in the backseat of a taxi.
"I don't know about this Evangeline. I've never done anything like this before." Kaitlyn said as they stared at the neon psychic sign in the window of the old victorian home. "Do you really believe in this kind of stuff?" Evangeline laughed and rubbed at the tattoo of Marie Laveau under her shirt sleeve. "I've seen a lot of things in my years that I can't explain." Kaitlyn eyed her, remembering the slight tinge of the supernatural that seemed to follow Evangeline. How did she know that night when Bray was hurt? And his bite wound was healing unnaturally fast. "I'll hold your hand if you're scared." Evangeline joked as Kaitlyn eyed her. "I'm not scared. Let's do it."
A sign in the parlor instructed them to be seated until Rose could see them. They took seats on a old purple couch near the lit fireplace. The scent of opium incense hung thick in the air, burning Kaitlyn's lungs. She raised her eyebrows at a stray skull on the mantle. "Evangeline I'll see you first." Came a voice from behind a beaded curtain. Kaitlyn looked at her friend wide eyed. "Have you been here before?" "No." Evangeline said as she stood. "If you want an accurate reading, leave your gris-gris on the mantle." Called the voice again. Evangeline grinned as she pulled a small leather pouch from her pocket. "Oh she's good. Listen to her when she sees you, she knows what she's talking about." Kaitlyn watched as Evangeline slid the pouch in front of the skull on the mantle. "Word of advice, don't mess with this. It'll bring you bad juju." She told Kaitlyn as she strode over to the beaded curtain and through it.
"You've got a pretty strong energy, child." Said the small black woman seated at the large oak table. "And a guardian. Marie says you should listen to her more often. Not everyone has the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans over their shoulder." Evangeline pulled up a chair and sat across from Rose, her hands folded in her lap. "You're pretty happy right now, but don't get too accustomed to it. Your man was made for great things, but even he doesn't know the depth of the darkness within him." Evangeline shivered in her chair, the hair raising up at the back of her neck. "He's already hurt you once." Rose said as she eyed the collar around Evangeline's neck. "Your relationship will be tested again, and you'll have to defeat the demon together. I see dark figures emerging from the past to grab at you." Rose stopped for a moment, gazing at Evangeline intently. "You're educated in the ways of the unseen, but don't let it blind you. All monsters are human."
Evangeline passed the frail old lady her pay and thanked her. She walked into the parlor with heavy thoughts. "What did she say?" Kaitlyn asked. "I can't talk about it. You can't discuss your reading with other people." She replied as she hastily grabbed her gris-gris, shoving it back into her pocket. As Kaitlyn passed through the beaded curtain Evangeline sat on her hands, knees bouncing with nervous energy. Dark figures from the past? Darkness in Bray? They'd been through so much already, what else could there be to go through? The minutes seemed like hours as she waited for Kaitlyn.
Rose emerged from the curtain, Kaitlyn behind her. "I have some advice for the both of you. Trust the wings." "The wings?" Kaitlyn asked. "It means something different for you both, but its of importance to you both. She turned her gaze on Evangeline. "I see a death card for you in my mind's eye child. Tread carefully in the next few months."