With no idea on who was to be trusted, an evil being wanting to be resurrected, and now the Tunde blade missing, it only made sense the compound be put on lockdown until further notice.
And let's not forget that Dominic--the witch Elijah killed at the party--was still alive.
Elijah went off on an "errand." Morgana and Freya went on theirs. Klaus and Hayley stayed behind with Hope. He wasn't terribly thrilled with that. Morgana didn't blame him.
She convinced Grendel to stay behind as well. How, she had no idea.
"What exactly are we doing?" Morgana asked.
"You'll see," Freya replied.
"You're gonna have to do a little better than that, Freya."
They entered Rousseau's and headed to the kitchen. Josh was setting down a box of produce on the counter. Morgana had flashbacks of sitting on that counter while Sophie cooked.
She shook her head. Now was not the time for memories.
"We need a vampire to do a spell," Freya said. "You just volunteered."
Josh made a face. "Right. So let's see, you threw my best friend into a supernatural hellworld, but sure. Let me bend over backwards and do you a favor."
"Look, we're up against a powerful, evil spirit with powerful, evil followers who's hell-bent on sacrificing my brother, as well as your dear friend, Marcel. So, are you helping or are you whining?"
"If I say no, your brothers are gonna do something totally uncool with my entrails."
"They don't know we're here," Morgana sighed.
"We need you to help us set a trap," Freya said. "We get to deal with Dominic on my terms, you get to help me keep Marcel breathing. So you in?"
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"You couldn't have just told me this was what we were doing?" Morgana asked. "You had to keep a secret for dramatics?"
Freya shrugged as Josh kneeled in front of her. Morgana watched as she held her hand over his head and started chanting.
"Mutare seu rosto. Mutare seu rosto. Mutare seu rosto. Mutare seu rosto. Mutare seu rosto. Mutare seu rosto."
Josh collapsed. After a moment, he slowly rose as Marcel.
"I doubt the spell broke your tongue, Josh," Morgana said worriedly. "Say something."
"I'm just super overwhelmed by the sheer number of jokes I could make about being in this body," he said. "It is an embarrassment of really inappropriate riches."
She snorted.
"Okay, well, when you're done entertaining yourself," Freya said, "I'd love to get back to the life or death situation we're dealing with."
Josh nodded. "Right."
Freya gestured to the large wooden circle on the floor behind him. "Thank you. Lay down in the circle. Now the second Dominic sets foot in the circle, you get the hell out. Use every bit of vamp speed you got, okay? He can't do magic in the circle, but he does have a weapon strong enough to kill an Original."
"Awesome." He laid down in the circle. "Hey, I was just thinking, let's never hang out again. Like, ever."
Fair enough.
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Morgana swore her heart pounded loud enough to be heard by those without supernatural hearing. The sun had set, and, judging by the sounds, Dominic had arrived.
