Smoke And Mirrors

Count on me

As soon as her call with the mayor was over, Caitlyn dropped her hexetech phone on her desk, sighing in frustration. He needed soon an account of all the damages caused the last month and she had an institution that the reprimand was inevitable with Jinx going berserk more than one time during this time, demolishing two buildings, one of which was an abandoned chemical factory. Perfection.

She looked over her mobile phone from the corner of her eye. She had yet to call her mother back but she wasn't really sure if she wanted to. Last time she had called, Caitlyn had been unwillingly involved into one of her mother's matchmaking conspiracies, which left her completely furious with her mother for trying to intercept into her personal life. The worst part was, her  father seemed to had been involved as well and since that incident, Caitlyn had avoided coming in contact with them. It's not as if they had the best of relationships anyways. Since Caitlyn dropped out of the Law School to become «the law herself», she hadn't been in the best terms with them, especially with her father who insisted that she follow his footsteps as a politician. But Caitlyn was way too stubborn to just listen to her father's will, just like she had done all those years ago when he had been robbed.

She took the phone on her hands slowly but didn't try to open it. She raised her gaze to Vi, who seemed to be busy filling in her report. The enforcer had leaned over the piece of paper she was working on, the edge of her tongue protruding from the corner of her mouth. A small smile curled up on Caitlyn's lips but was quickly dissapeared when she remembered that Vi didn't have anything to call family, unlike her. She couldn't understand a thing of what Vi had been through while growing up in the streets alone, without anyone to run to when times got tough but herself was just being an egoistic bitch from time to time. She stared down at her phone again, and finally, she made up her mind. She unlocked it by swapping her finger over the screen and typed the phone number of her parental house, swelling up with determination. When she was done, she pressed the «call» button and brought the phone up to her ear.

As she waited, she tapped her fingers nervously on the oak desk. She didn't want to regret this but if the call was made just for another issue of no importance, she was never going to call them back again, that was for sure. Finally, someone picked up the other side of the line but before Caitlyn could form a word, she heard her mother's impetuous cry.

"Mother!" Caitlyn exclaimed, forgetting about her being furious at her "What's the matter? Why are you crying?"

"Caitlyn" her mother sobbed "You're father..."

She didn't manage to finish her sentence and broke down again into louder sobs. Caitlyn's heart raced in her chest and she felt cold sweat moistening her forehead.

"What about him? Is father alright?" Caitlyn demanded but her mother seemed to be in an emotional rollercoaster. How she had managed to communicate with Fae was a mystery. "Mum! Please, take a breath and tell me what's the matter with father!"

It was the first time she had called her «mum» in years and that didn't go unnoticed by her mother. She heard her sniffing and when she talked again her voice came out hoarse.

"He's... He's missing!" she managed to choke out before she broke down again. Caitlyn was caught stone cold sober in her position. Her fingers gripped tightly around the phone.

"Mother, you have to calm down, alright? Remember that you still have some issues with your cardiovascular pressure..."

"Caitlyn, you have to find him!" her mother exclaimed, completely ignoring her daughter's advice "You have to! You're the sherrif, do something!"

Under other circumstances, Caitlyn would scoff at her at how she suddenly found it convenient her daughter being the sherrif however that wasn't the case at the moment.