The Vampire of Beacon-Hills [ENGLISH VERSION]

S4 : Chapter Fifty-eight

ELENA'S POV :

Lydia and I went to the station to visit Agent Parrish. He's on the second part of the list. We don't know what he is, but we intend to find out.

"We wanted to see you. In private," Lydia asks him.

He leads us to his office and closes the door behind us.

"What's going on ?"

"That."

The banshee hands him the second part of the list, which he looks at with a look of incomprehension.

"What is it ?"

"A blacklist," I answer. "But that's not what we're here for. Not really."

I show him his name written at the bottom of the page next to the number 5.

"Am I worth 5 dollars ?"

"5 millions," I correct. "But what we want is a helping hand."

"What do you mean ?"

"We would like to speak to Meredith for the last part of the list," Lydia explains.

"Except that the last time you spoke to her," she almost had a seizure.

"But she didn't. We really need you Parrish."

He hesitates before nodding and picking up his car keys. I give my best redhead friend a knowing look

•••

The long corridors seem cold and gloomy. Staying in a place like this for an indefinite period of time would make me lose my mind. I would feel like I was suffocating. The walls are made of a mixture of plants that weaken supernatural creatures. Fortunately, this is only a short visit.

A man with a very unfriendly appearance blocks our way, an unhealthy look etched on his face.

"You are not authorized to access this place even if you wear a plaque."

"We need to see Meredith Walker," the agent informs him. "It's a murder investigation."

"Unless you have a warrant, you can go home and take your two teenage daughters with you."

Lydia gives me a knowing look and I take a step forward to face the man. I place a hand on his shoulder to force him to look at me.

"You're going to kindly open this door and let Meredith and I talk alone while you go back to your lovely patients, okay ?"

He nods slowly before grabbing his keys to let us in.

"I didn't think that would work," I say, turning to Lydia. "It must be a new kid."

"What did you do to him ?" Parrish asks.

"A persuasion technique. It's simple."

Luckily he hadn't taken a Venus vein or we would have been in trouble.