Looking After You

The Drug

Chapter 5 - The Drug 

I continued to follow the map that Magnus had given me. Along the way I saw the doors to the Morgue and even a door leading outside to a couple of the metal structures that everyone was using to get to places these days. I decided not to veer off my path this time, especially since what I saw in the incinerator room. As I followed the map I seemed to be growing closer to the pharmaceuticals room, so I then picked up my pace to a steady jog. I reach the room in no time at all, but when I opened the door there were drugs galore. Shelves filled with so many different bottles. I checked my paper to make sure I was in the right area to look for the drug. These directions Magnus wrote for me barely even made sense, it was like he was writing in some kind of demon language. Now, i've studied many types of warlock potions, but these names of the drugs were just so long and ridiculous. After spending about thirty minutes searching through all the elaborate powders, pills and liquids, I picked up the one that seemed about right with the label 'C6H4C12'. I had no idea why the letters were mixed with numbers. I'm more of a demon fighter than a scientist. None of that mattered now, I had to get this back to Magnus so he could make his potion. I spun around to walk out of the toxic-chemical filled room, but saw a light flicker down the long hallways. Who would be down here at this time? I walked out of the room remembering that no one could see me anyways and advanced towards the flickering light. 

It was a mundane security guard, doing his job and minding his own business. I glided past him and up the stairwell and out of this horrid smelling basement. Oh great. I looked around to get a grasp of my surroundings to figure out which way I should head. It was maybe about 9 pm, dark, and cold. You know sometimes i'm glad i'm just a ghost, cause none of those things phased me. Only the ' being lost' part. I saw street names that I have never heard of in my lifetime. If I could find the Grand Cathedral, I could make my way back to the Institute. The new question is....Where is the Cathedral?. I wandered down the avenue beside the hospital. I walked upon a grand building with amazing gothic architecture, stain glass windows and gargoyles were the noticeable aspects of the building. Huh, closer than I thought. I knew the way from here, down the avenue, left, right,straight, left, left, right. Not counting the process of stripping off the glamour of the Institute. 

I finally made it back to the Institute, it was crazy how much I missed walking around outside. I headed straight for the workshop, I was so ready to see Tessa. The more I thought about her the more I wanted her, wanted to hold her tighter than I ever had. I wanted to listen to her read me story after story, and I longed to see her beautiful grey eyes, the ones that use to make me melt every time she glared at me. Tessa. My Tessa. I longed to kiss her. I just wanted to be near her. As I continued into deep thought it brought me to the night I had reached the cave in Wales. How I had went through so much to find her. I had left the side of my parabatai just to save her, because I loved her. I loved her then and I love her now. I think I love her more now knowing all she's done since I've passed. Seeing Jem at least once every year, and writing a book about our love. I can't seem to shake the thought of her out of my mind. I know I must before I reach the workshop. Their going to need me to be ready to help with the Silent Brother summons, but I'm not sure if I can stop thinking about her. She's the most amazing person in the world. If I could of lived longer I...My thoughts were interrupted. 

"Will," said a voice from behind me. I looked up from my thoughts to see Jessamine standing in front of me. I had not realized that in my daze of memories and thoughts I had reached the workshop. 

"What?" I replied. 

"What are you doing out here?" 

"Nothing just thinking." 

"Well we've been watching you for fifteen minutes. We started to think something was wrong with you. Are you okay?" Jessamine sounded as though she was really concerned about me.