No! Novah!

Vincent had stayed clear from Cordelia for the rest of the week not wanting to upset her like he did that night. He clung to his nieces putting most of his energy into playing and hanging out with them. It wasn’t until he heard his phone go off he noticed who it was from. it had been too long, but he had all the faith in Novah the women wouldn’t stop until she found the man he’d easily picked out. He said his goodbyes to his nieces promising them that he’d return when he could before driving to the coordinates he’d be given by the women. 

All the while he drove there he thought of questions he wanted an answer, and how to go about getting that information, when his family and Ayanna who was targeted there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do to ensure he stopped whatever was happening. He parked getting out of the car looking at Novah as she stepped out. “ I never doubt that you could take me to him” He replied following after her feeling his bandaged hand tighten.

What Vincent said went straight to Novah’s head. She was so so proud of herself. She walked in Vincent confidently, proud of her set up. It was desolate, damp, dark, everything from a fucking nightmare. “Excuse the mess” She said as she stepped over a pile of blood. “Watch your step”

 She lead Vincent into the back of the warehouse, the man she held hostage in a chair that was knocked sideways on the floor. She had done that herself before Vincent came. “He said he would talk to us. No significant other or children to know that he’s missing, so he figured out how long all of this could take, but thankfully he cracked.”  The chains anchored to the wall rattled. She patted his face with a smile. “Look I brought company” She said excitedly. “I  assume you’ll be as forthcoming as earlier. I just cleaned off my meat cleaver, it would be a shame to bring it back out today>”

We have to talk. My place? 

Was the only thing Novah sent to Cordelia  ( @coeurfroid​ ) a day after Vincent and Novah talked with her new friend. She wanted to give Vincent and herself adequate time to pull what they could from Novah’s hostage. She knew how this would end, how it had to be, but she didn’t know if it would be wrong of her to not share on the action. She wondered deep down some where if Cordelia was blood hungry like she was. So she decided to take her shot. 

When Cordelia finally came, Novah let her in quickly. She was almost a little excited. Not only to see her, but the gift that she had for her. It was always said that if a cat left a dead animal on your door step, it meant that they cared about you. That they thought of you as family. And both were the case for Novah. She didn’t say much, but it was just her nerves. She lead her to the couch “Stay here” She said before rushing off to get a red box with a bow. 

It all started the day Cordelia and Novah were running after a suspect. His face was stamped into her memory, not letting her forget. His face looked so familiar that it drove Novah mad. Changing her clothes a few days later, she found the picture Vincent gave to her and she wasn’t stopping until she found the man again. And she did.

After a few days of holding her prisoner hostage, Novah tried to extracted information out of him. Once he heard a lick of something important, Novah quickly got a hold of vincent. She had him in his grasp and knew that he would ask the right questions and she could get the answers. She didn’t say anything, just dropping her location to him. With a text saying

Found a new home for a new friend. 

Once she heard wheels pulling up in front of the warehouse, Novah stepped out in the dark. Meeting Vincent at the car. “I found him” Was all she could manage to say, her nerves getting the best of her.