|Katherine Pierce believes her own lies. (believesownlies) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2013-09-26 07:35:00
|Entry tags:||hal yorke, katherine pierce|
Katherine & Hal
Talking and things!
Wednesday evening, September 25, 2013; House of Lust
PG13 (some dark themes and a little blackmail; will update if needed)/Complete
She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it was serious.
Katherine had seen Hal's note to her almost immediately and had responded just as quickly. Even over the computer screen, she could hear the sheer urgency in his tone. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it was serious, so when he said he needed to meet with her, she wasted no time and immediately agreed.
There were so many things going on lately that she could hardly keep up with it all. Death's request for not one but two of their own to trade places with Him seemed to be a thing of the distant past, so long ago now that it couldn't quite hold a candle to everything else in it's wake. Lucifer's threats, his little gifts to people, they had everyone on edge. Those already on the receiving end rattled by their personal mementos, haunted by things from their pasts or their futures not yet lived. The rest, fearful of what may come for them. And there was Henry, that boy, in every right her best friend's son, so full of goodness and light, all of it stolen away by the demon that had overtaken him. Only a few days, but God, so much damage. She didn't want to think of just how wrecked he would be coming out of the other side of this. But at least he was home now. Safe, with Emma, where he belonged.
But right now, none of that was where Katherine's focus stood. Instead, it was on Hal and what could possibly have been this important. There were hundreds of possibilities, but she couldn't begin to guess which one was correct.
There was a knock at the door.
"And there's the answer," she muttered to herself, pushing her way towards the front of the house to open the door. "What's going on?" she asked immediately, giving him no time to small talk, a look of concern on her face.