Chapter 23: There's a Storm Coming
Elijah's face splashed with stern look confusion. His eyes lowered and he felt a nasty clasp in his heart. All the emotions he had been trying to hold back began fighting against their cage.
"Surely Hayley had nothing to do with this?" he told himself but as much as he tried to reassure himself in this way the negative inkling had already formed. "She couldn't have." He told himself. "She wouldn't." He repeated.
He turned sharply to face Sophie and suddenly he found himself rapidly gripping her by the shoulder and suspending her against the rocky wall. The drive of emotions was making him anxious and agitated.
Sabine shot up to her feet ready to murmur some sort of incantation, though then stilled as Elijah began to speak.
His postured stiffened and his muscles tensed.
"Think very, very carefully about what you say." he warned Sophie, his jaw line highlighting with the clench of his teeth. Sophie glared at him confidently, after struggling from his grasp.
"Hayley told me where Celeste was buried." She spoke clearly, sound almost patronising and as much as Elijah wished to believe this was a lie, that little doubt floated up all over again.
"Like I said." She then added.
Ask her yourself."
Elijah looked away from her in angry disgust. His thoughts formed slowly, pooling into existence. His grip on Sophie opened and she fell to her feet, walking away from him and dusting her clothes. She shrugged her shoulders to Sabine who oddly seemed to be angry at her reveal.
Sabine then turned her eyes towards Elijah and continued to watch him carefully until he finally began to walk out of the cemetery just as he entered. He stopped however, midway and turned around to point at the bones lying across the floor.
"What you may be assuming to be a heap of bones has just proven to be much much more." He hissed.
Sophie looked at him confused.
"You're coming with me." He glared coldly and it was clear he was not about to take no for an answer. He walked out into the light leaving Sophie to huff in annoyance.
Hayley paced in the wood fiddling with the phone in her hand. She tapped her palm with the device feeling incredibly anxious. She had finally done it. Finally called Sophie. She had wanted; needed to find this cure for the wolves and now she had a lead. Brin Deveraux. Sophie had told her that it was her family's bloodline that had put the curse on the crescent wolves but what was she to do now.
As much as Hayley tried to tell herself she had done the right thing, nothing could convince her that she had. She felt horrible. She had betrayed Elijah, the man she loved, the man she still loved and all because of her stupid sudden ways.
She stared at the phone waiting for a call. It had been a while now and no one had contacted her. She wondered if he knew yet. She half expected him to turn up here in the woods any second and expression of pain, anger and betrayal stinging on his beautiful face. She thought about meeting him like that and it pained her terribly. She wouldn't be able to face it. She found tears searing behind her eye lids. He would never forgive her.
She'd done it again, messed it all up. She'd lost the man.
Sophie walked into the room where Klaus, Marcel and Rebekah waited. Klaus sipped his drink. Rebekah's eyes darted to Elijah to check that he was okay. Marcel leaned forwards in his seat, desperate for answers.
"You've stolen the very remains of the very person that Davina has been drawing for months." Elijah began pointing at the desk with the pieced picture of Celeste.
"Would you care to explain this startling coincidence." He replied tried to sound as attentive as he could despite the pressing urge to resolve this discovery about Hayley.
"I can't." Sophie replied after examining the picture. "I didn't even know who she was until I.." She defended herself though then the entire room began to shake violently.
Everyone else present sat unmoved with an equal expression of irritation. Klaus took another sip of his drink, Rebekah sighed. They just waited for it to pass while Sophie looked around with fear.
"Was that Davina?" she asked when it was all over, her eyes wide with worry.
"Charming little habit she's developed." Klaus muttered sarcastically.
"And the earthquake I felt today? She then asked.
"Also Davina." Rebekah replied. "And she's taken into vomiting dirt." She also mentioned her tone sardonically casual.
Sophie's face grew pale and all watched while she calculated something clearly predicted to be grave news.
"We have a huge problem. I thought that we had more time, but we need to complete the harvest, now." She announced.
"Said the desperate witch." Klaus replied clearly not convinced.
Elijah barely even heard the girl, his mind was incredibly distracted.
"I'm serious, the earthquake you just felt, is just preview for the hell that is about to hit us." Sophie glared at them.
Elijah immediately thought about Hayley in the bayou. Despite questioning what Sophie had told him, her safety was his utmost concern. He still loved her with all her heart and then there was the safety of his brother's child too.
Maybe she was far out enough to stay safe he hoped.
"Why should we believe you." Rebekah asked.
"You've met Davina, you know her story. For months now she's been holding all the power of the three girls sacrificed in the harvest ritual, a force that was meant to flow through her and into the earth. One person was never meant to hold that much power. It's tearing her apart." Sophie explained.
"It will take us down with it." She added turning to look at everyone who absorbed this information.
Just as she finished her sentence, a violent gust of wind enveloped the entire building. This was new. This was stronger. Klaus's glass flew of the table. The pictures of Celeste danced in the air. Rebekah pulled her hair from tugging wildly.
Elijah stood up to his feet. He couldn't risk Hayley's safely, regardless of what was going on between them. He had to find her.