There is a fire inside of this heart

Hadley’s mind was going insane right now, looking over the guy in front of her, listening to his words, he knew her name, how did he know her name? But the word he says so cheesy like, so childish, hazel eyes only grew wider.”Is this…Charlie?” She asks, tears filling her eyes not believing he was here.

He could have cried as well, though it seemed happiness was taking over more than any other emotion. Perhaps he should have spoke before leaning down and pressing his forehead to that of his friend's, but it seemed right and he couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. The second his head touched her's, the time they had spent together began to flow from his memories and into her own, helping the wolf recognize him in his original form that she had never seen before "Miss me?" 

Hadley was an honest person, she wad kind hearted, thoughtful, sincere, and always did her best to try and help other’s. It wasn’t Hadley’s fault that other people thought she was insensitive, or plain rude, because she was trying to help them. That was their problem, not her’s. Though there was one person, Hadley wished could be here, one person who helped her out when no one else could. Though she didn’t blame her mother, or her wife for that matter, they were a family, and Hadley saw that she was not apart of it, no matter how many times Marley brought her home, Anika was moving forward, and Hadley didn’t want to stand in between that. She could see she upset Marley, but she didn’t know how, and if Marley wasn’t going to talk to her about it, then Hadley wasn’t going to dwell on it. But Hadley missed Charlie, the one person who showed her what her mother did, and didn’t make her feel bad for hating her mother for it, didn’t make her feel like her feelings were wrong. She missed her friend the more each day went on, missed their odd conversations, missed the way they texted, she just missed Charlie. She blushes at the guys words, before looking down at her food.”Um, I’m sure that’s a lie.” She tells him, before she raised an eyebrow, the question he asked, and the statement after it.”….Who are you?”

She was talking to herself again. She did that a lot. Charlie could do many things with the power that he had as a familiar and even more now that his form had been shown to him once again -- though he had never realized that hearing her thoughts weren't a gift -- it only happened with Hadley. His eyes couldn't leave the wolf whom had so easily let him in without holding his standoffish nature against him. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell her all about who he was and the things he had done, its just he had no idea up until a few months ago..and so here he was, talking to her and hoping that perhaps they could pick up where they left off "Come on, Hadley" he says coyly while standing off of his chair, taking a few steps towards her "Don't I look familiar?" 

She couldn’t help but let out a laugh at him, shaking her head as she does so.”You’ve got a little cheese on your face.” She tells him, before a small smile appears on her face.”I do hope its a good face, then.”

Slowly he starts to clear the cheese from his face, still captivated by his friend that sits only a few feet away. He always found himself smiling whenever Hadley was near, finding her absolutely endearing and without fault; though of course he was a little bias. Charlie's transformation from familiar and back to warlock had taken a whole year of his life and during that time, he often thought of her; the one who's kindness helped him change "Best I've ever seen" he answers while learning forward on his seat slightly "Do you like apples? I like green ones"

She was enjoying her meal, even if she was eating by herself, though she could feel eyes on her, and she looks across, meeting blue eyes, and she couldn’t help the embarrassed look that spread across her face.”Do I have something on my face?”

A coy smile appeared as she spoke and yet he didn't say anything in response. Charlie picked up a large slice of the pizza that was in front of him before taking a very large bite out of it -- cheese sliding off the base and onto the table causing him to laugh "Do I have something on my face?" he now asks her, quickly trying to clean up before deciding to actually respond to the question that was directed at him "Nope, just your face"

"Well that’s rude of you. Though not surprising." She says with a chuckle, as she jumps up and down as Zoe pours her a drink making her chug it down before slamming the glass on the counter as she listens to her friend."I surprise you in a lot of ways." She says with a chuckle."News? Well, there is this girl, who left the coven I was in and is completely lost, and she’s like a daughter to me, and I want to make sure she is okay. Oh, and there is this other woman that left the coven awhile ago, surprisingly you didn’t bump into her while coming over here. What’s the news with you, Sherlock?"

"No, you're pretty predictable most days. I can almost predict down to a tee when you're going to jump around and squeal now" she says with a smile while once more pouring them both a shot, her fingertips tingling from the alcohol that was already in her system "So more coven stuff then by the sounds of it. Man, you don't really get away from any of that, do you?" she ask's curiously while deciding to take up a position on the nearest stool "Nothing. People are dead, I killed them. Healed some shifter girl. Witch 101" 

"And you were my best option? Man, the world is screwed." Vi says with a chuckle, before she sits down opposite the woman, her eyebrow raising."So, what are you going to be doing to me exactly?"

"I'm going to turn you inside out" she states while grabbing a very large book out from her bag that the witch had thrown on the ground beforehand "My familiar thinks we need to rid your blood of the poison that's entered it and yeah, fear can do that to a person. So, I'm going to clean your blood" 

Vi knew not to push her luck, and so she decided not to say much on the manner, instead she just nods her head, looking around them.”Uh, so. Doc, what’s going to happen? Are you going to do an exorcism on me? Are you going to turn me into a goat?”

"You're either going to die or you'll get better" she said extremely casually with a straight face and it was more or so the truth when Zoe thought about it more as she sat down on the couch, sinking into the soft cushions that housed Royce' body on most nights "Sit down"

Peyton watches as her friend pours them both a drink, watching as she downs her own to pour another one. She knew Zoe had a drinking problem, but she could never bring it up to the witch, for Zoe always seemed to be able to brush it off.”Its a pretty good plan, except won’t you be like, making me broke?” She asks, before watching the shot glass slide over the counter, and she quickly grabs it before downing the shot.”Yes! I didn’t waste vodka this time. Give me another bartender woman!”

"Yeah, but that's not really my problem, Peyton" she's joking of course, though there's an obvious smile curling upon her lips as the glass reaches her lips only to be emptied in seconds, a hand already reaching for the bottle, pouring herself another while leaning over and giving the vampire another "That little move actually surprised me, well done, you're growing up. So, what's the news?"

Vi looks at the woman, she wasn’t that much taller than she is, which was surprising to the shifter considering she was only sixteen. Hearing her words, a smirk appears on her face, before a chuckle leaves her.”You and Royce? Boy, that’s awesome. Why aren’t you two like together? He didn’t give enough?” She asks with a smirk before nodding her head.”Uh, Royce and I did. See I have this problem.”

Romantic conversations even in passing weren't Zoe's forte and this definitely wasn't the moment, no, this wasn't "He barks in his sleep" she says dismissively while looking around the small area they had to work with "Yeah, you can't shift, I heard all about that" Zoe's piercing eyes look at Violet now, the bruises on her skin didn't seem to be healing whatsoever "I'm Zoe, I'll be your doctor for today. Your witch doctor" 

Peyton hadn’t seen Zoe in a long time, she missed her friend, and knew they were both busy with life and work. She’d been trying to get Kyra get situated in this world, and to make sure her daughter was okay. She knew it was hard to go from the coven to this life style, you still think the coven was your home, you miss it completely. Peyton came back inside with Romi, a smile on her face as she heard Zoe’s voice, loving how welcome she felt.”Please, do. Pour me one? You know I’m going to just have to buy alcohol from you after you drink me dry, right?”

Obliging her friend the witch quickly pours them both a drink before drinking her own in one foul swoop before pouring herself another "Its all apart of my master plan to become rich and drunk at the same time" she replies while sliding the shot glass across the counter, hoping at least her friend would catch it this time -- there was always a chance she wouldn't.

Vi hadn’t been out much, since she couldn’t shift thanks to her mother, Vi had been moping around Royce’s house completely bored and with nothing to do. She was restless too, she hadn’t had a decent night sleep, due to the simple fact she usually shifted into a cat when she slept, it felt weird sleeping as a human. She heard a knocking on the door and gradually made her way to it, spotting some spunky woman behind it.”Well hello there. If you’re looking for Royce he isn’t in at the moment.”

Staring at almost eye-level with the shifter, Zoe noted the compliment but didn't react to it and instead rolled her eyes "Been there once, don't need to do it again" she replied dryly while walking passed the shifter before turning on her heel and holding her arms out "Someone call for a witch?"

Anika felt her own eyes well up with tears. It had been to long since she had talked to Kyra, and though none of this was her mother’s fault, she felt like she was partially to blame, after all her fixation on having perfect daughter’s fit for a King made them both rebellious of her, though it wasn’t their intentions, but they were young and wanted to do things their own ways. She could hear Kyra’s emotions in her melody, though she didn’t say anything of it, knowing this must be hard on her as it was Anika, this was the hardest reunion, she had let her sister down more than anyone else, she promised to keep her safe and she failed in doing so. Hearing the tapping of her sister’s fingers, the notes it was giving her, turning into a lovely melody for her to listen to. Her sister always did make the best music when she talked to her like this. You’re going to stick around? I’d really like to get to know my sister, since I haven’t had the chance to do so. He loves you too, Ky, not just me, I can hear it in his melody. I’ve missed your music too. I’ve missed hearing your melody, and its so strong now since I’ve been turned, its the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. I know this maybe asking to much of you, but please, don’t leave again. Don’t leave me.

Their family had once been considered a happy one, even though they each had their own private wars among one another but they were happy, weren't they? Then it happened; vampires. Funny how a hunting family would be torn apart by the very things they hunted and the very things they would become, the species that would allow them all to be reunited in some way or another, even though it took over six hundred years. Kyra didn't get the loving family, the Valentines or one another like her parent's, instead she had the coven which turned her into a machine, into a weapon that was forced to leave all thoughts of family and love behind. Thank god for Peyton and her ideals, for her heart, although this meant she came with a bulls-eye on her back and if Peyton was already in danger because of this, then surely Anika would be as well; could she do that? What if walking away from her now would keep her safe, keep her away from Vincent and away from the future where Kyra might be back under his control...could she walk away? These thoughts seemed to swirl around her mind although her body made the decision for her, for her to move over to where Anika was sitting, to where her eyes were crying and it wasn't long before Kyra had wrapped her arms around her older sister's neck, pulling her closer as she now spoke "I'm not going anywhere, Nika. I'm not going to go anywhere ever again"