A/N: thanks for the follow, jesuislananas! Wyatt Family's Bitch: lol thanks, I figured I needed to lighten it up a bit.
After their shower Bray drove them to the closest library. She looked at him, mentally asking him why a library. "Gotta start somewhere!" He exclaimed as he pulled into a parking spot near the front door. Being so late, there was only one other car in the parking lot. "And what do you plan on looking up? How to kill a demon?"She asked. "How to deal with the father in law from hell." She punched him hard in the shoulder. "Sorry...not many chances to use that joke. Had to seize the opportunity."
Neither were students of the college campus but the ancient librarian didn't seem to mind. She barely acknowledged their presence as they walked in. Evangeline busied herself finding the supernatural section as Bray wandered through the library aimlessly. She pulled out a stack of books and sat in the aisle-way, picking through them. Ye wandered back to her, kneeling behind her. "You know, I've always had a fantasy of gettin busy in a library..." He whispered in her ear. She smiled. "Maybe later...once we got all this demon hunting done." She knew he was just trying to lighten the mood. "Shit. Coulda got laid twice tonight." He teased as he sat next to her, flipping through a book she hadn't looked through yet. They sat mostly in silence, sometimes pausing to show each other something of interest. Once they formulated a plan they set out again. They stopped at home just long enough to gather supplies. Climbing back behind the wheel of her truck, Evangeline sighed. "I really hope this works."
Later, Bray followed closely behind Evangeline. He toted the shovels, trying hard not to make any noise as they crept through the graveyard. "Momma died here. John moved out to Texas with him. He left me in an orphanage there before moving back here." She thought out loud as she searched each tombstone. "Here we are." She stood staring at stone angel, a plaque bearing the name Lily Laveau-Hawthorne. "Hello Momma." She said as she brushed the name in the tombstone. She glanced around them, spotting the plain tombstone bearing the name John Hawthorne. Bray stopped to glance at her before stabbing a shovel into the ground.
Evangeline watched and listened with every fiber of her being. She and Bray got about five feet down before they both heard the shuffle of feet. Bray threw himself at John, leaving Evangeline to dig frantically. The demon tossed Bray around like a rag doll, pinning him against the stone angel as Evangeline struggled to open the coffin lid on her own. She couldn't and she dove at her father, leaving Bray the chance to break the lid. John grabbed Evangeline by the throat, holding her high above the ground. Rushing, Bray poured lighter fluid all over the coffin before covering it with salt. He lit the match and dropped it into the open grave before rushing to help Evangeline. The demon howled with realization at what was happening and dragged Evangeline to the open pit. "If I'm leaving, I'm taking you with me!"
A large dark figure knocked Evangeline from the demon's grip. "Go to hell." It growled as it wrestled with John. She crawled backwards until her back hit her mother's tombstone, watching as two large dark winged shadows fought against one another. One forced the other into the open fire and it screamed as it's human face surfaced again, watching Evangeline with dead eyes. She watched in horror as what appeared to be Bray burned. She leapt for the fire, desperate to reach him but the other shadow grabbed her arm, it's grip searing her upper arm. "Don't fall for it." It growled. Bray's face shifted to that of John's and then finally a grinning skull as the demon burned away.
She looked at the shadow that held her back, watching it as the darkness burned away and Bray stared back at her. "Evangeline.." She scooted out of his reach, cowering against the tombstone. "Don't touch me. How do I know if you're my Bray, or if he just burned away?" He sat back on his heels, thinking of a way he could prove to her. He pulled the locket she gave him from under his shirt, showing it to her. "I'm pretty sure a demon could fake a locket and an alligator tooth." He pointed at the ring on her finger, telling her he made it and engraved it. He told her how scared he was when they ran from the axe wielding ghost and how beautiful she looked when he made love to her in the rain down by the river. Tears streaming down her face she threw her arms around his neck.