Tusk

Sara

"Wait a minute baby - Stay with me awhile."

It had been a year since Misty's return to the world of the living. She had slowly allowed herself to feel the permanence of her stay become more real as each day passed, the fear of returning to Hell beginning to dissipate. It felt like everything was finally coming together, something Misty could have only ever dreamed of all these years. It wasn't long after she came back that Misty realized her powers were not as strong as they had been before. At first, she hadn't said anything, it wasn't something she really cared that much about, she was just happy to be back. It wasn't as if her gifts had disappeared completely, they just didn't hold the same power as they once had. She had slowly been working on building up her powers over the past year, hoping to strengthen them not only for herself but for the witches within the Coven. Cordelia hadn't said anything, but Misty could tell she was worried about something. Things with Michael had never been resolved, they both knew he was still out there, the possibility of him coming after them was always in the back of their minds.

Madison had a successful trip to California, coming back to Miss Robichaux's with information about Michael that proved to be useful to Cordelia. After that they found themselves in limbo. Cordelia wasn't eager to begin a war with the Son of Satan, she merely did her best to prepare herself and her girls for the inevitable fallout that was to come. She knew she would always have to be ready, and that although she could sense his presence when she had first come into contact with him, it wasn't certain she would always be able to. If anyone could avoid detection it would be Michael. Despite everything going on in the world around her, Cordelia still found herself happier than she ever had, simply because Misty was at her side.

Misty had opted out of a more senior position in the Coven, being happy with tending to the gardens and plants that covered the grounds. She interacted with the girls often, something about her presence made the girls feel safe enough to confide in her about anything and everything; in a way she had become the Covens therapist. She didn't really mind, she always did her best to give advice or help where she could.

Cordelia was happier than anyone had seen in years, Misty's reappearance making a bigger change than anyone could have guessed. The witches who had seen them in their brief time together had always suspected something, but had never understood the extent until they saw them together. Something about them felt complete. There was a serenity that washed over the Coven, almost able to erase the fear that always loomed over them.

~ Then ~

Misty looked at the pile of clothes that lay on her bed, urging her to make a decision. She had tried each of them on once at least, unable to make up her mind. She wasn't sure if it was really about the clothes.

One of the girls at work had taken the liberty of setting Misty up on a blind date with her cousin who was visiting from a few towns over. It had been nearly five years since Misty had relocated, she had settled into a comfortable routine of solitude. It didn't make her sad to be alone, it was easier than trying to replace Cordelia. She knew if she was expected she should show up, but every part of her just wanted to stay home.

Sadie, the cousin, was nice enough. There was an innocence to her that reminded Misty of Cordelia. As much as she tried, all she did was think about Cordelia. Misty's co-worker, Lorraine, had picked a place for the two of them, nothing fancy but somewhere with a nice selection of wine. They ordered a bottle to the table, helping to ease things a little more, although it didn't do much. There was an awkwardness that hung in the air, neither wanting to address it. Each question would end in a brief answer and a gulp of wine. Eventually, they gave up on the date side of the meal and enjoyed eating dinner with another person.