𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 |𝙩𝙤 (on hold)

vi

Time always has had it's unfathomable ways of making people feel countless emotions; from paralysingly sad ones to blissfully amazing ones but this time, time was making Rory feel a sense of deja-vu as she watched as her daughter Emilia give birth to her child, it was like she was back in London with Emilia's mother all those hundreds of years ago.

Only this time no one would die. A startled cry came from the newest Sinclair as she made it know just how capable it's lungs were. Just as James; Emilia's husband began to make his way over Rory grabbed him gently by the arm.

"Don't let anything happen to either of them" she told him sternly he smiled kindly at his mother law as he told her,

"I wouldn't dream of it" he said looking at Emilia with nothing but adoration

"You know I'm beginning to feel very lonely" Dylan said into his sisters ear, she smiled as she turned to him and nodded her head

"You don't say" she agreed which was met by her Ivy nodding her head in agreement.

She made her way over to Emilia and the baby and kissed the former on the forehead.

"Call me if you need anything, okay?"

At this the siblings turned around and made their way out of the hospital and back to the French quarter.

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Rory smirked as she watched the French quarter witch's bustle about the place giving palm readings and telling fortunes.

"So desperate, to make themselves known" Rory mumbled to her siblings.

The Sinclair siblings didn't have anything against the French quarter witches , they just didn't particularly like them starting from the harvest ritual they had, which Rory had tipped Marcel of about, resulting in her gaining a slight bit of trust from Marcel.

Ivy was about to say something but was unable to do so due to Rory's phone ringing.

Unaware as to who was calling her Rory answered the call.

"Hello Rory? This is Hayley, you know the werewolf girl you met, I'm in New Orleans my family are from here apparently, would you meet at the bayou at 8"

The voice sounded from the other side.

"Yes of course," with the confirmation Hayley ended the call seeking to be in a rush.

"And who was that?" Ivy questioned

"My friend Hayley she wants me to meet her out in the bayou in half an hour so I shall see you later"

Rory turned her away from her sibling and began to walk to her car.

As she walked away the other two siblings turned to look at each other

"She has a friend I'd never thought I'd see the day she didn't kill someone for looking at her" Ivy said happily with a sarcastic tone in her voice.

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When Rory got to the bayou, she could tell something was amiss, she sensed magic which was highly uncommon given the French quarter either weren't able to practice magic.

"Hayley" Rory called out as she trudged deeper into the bayou, swatting the insists that got in her face.

The only thing that Rory could find was a broken down car and a burnt map.

"Bloody French quarter witches" she said in annoyance knowing they had something to do with the werewolf's disappearance.

But Rory knew which witch to find, Sophie Deveraux.