The successivo morning when Gabe came in the cucina he saw the TV was on, airing the news. They were talking about a car accident. Someone had hit a car and driven away. “The culprit has turned herself in last night” The newsreader told some più details, but Gabe and Rachel didn’t hear it anymore.
“Idiot!” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t te take your breakfast upstairs? te can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but I think I’d rather be part of the conversation” Amber declined the suggestion.
“It wasn’t an offer” Rachel said. “It was an order, only più polite”
“Amber, do as your mother says o I will make you” Gabe threatened. Amber picked up her loaf of pane and got up. “No, thank you, my arm’s still sore” She left the cucina and went upstairs to her room.
“What are we going to do now?” Rachel asked as soon as Amber had left.
“I am going to the police office and I’m getting her out of there” Gabe decided.
Rachel nodded. “Good. That’s a very wise decision, Gabe” she praised her husband.
“You misunderstand me” Gabe replied. “I’m not letting her come back. I’ll take her somewhere far away from here”
“I don’t want that” Rachel protested. “She’s our daughter, Gabe”
“She’s not your daughter” Gabe detto and though he detto it in a normal tone it was as if he had yelled the words through a speaker.
“That’s not fair” Rachel softly replied. “She was only three when we met, so that makes me her mother”
“If you’d be a better mother it may not have gotten this far” Gabe snapped.
“What?” Rachel detto shocked. “You’re the one who begged me to keep your little secret. If te would’ve told her what she was and what she could become she would’ve been più careful”
“I’m leaving” Gabe said.
“Yeah, why not run away from the issue?” Rachel snapped as Gabe walked out of the front door.
“Idiot!” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t te take your breakfast upstairs? te can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but I think I’d rather be part of the conversation” Amber declined the suggestion.
“It wasn’t an offer” Rachel said. “It was an order, only più polite”
“Amber, do as your mother says o I will make you” Gabe threatened. Amber picked up her loaf of pane and got up. “No, thank you, my arm’s still sore” She left the cucina and went upstairs to her room.
“What are we going to do now?” Rachel asked as soon as Amber had left.
“I am going to the police office and I’m getting her out of there” Gabe decided.
Rachel nodded. “Good. That’s a very wise decision, Gabe” she praised her husband.
“You misunderstand me” Gabe replied. “I’m not letting her come back. I’ll take her somewhere far away from here”
“I don’t want that” Rachel protested. “She’s our daughter, Gabe”
“She’s not your daughter” Gabe detto and though he detto it in a normal tone it was as if he had yelled the words through a speaker.
“That’s not fair” Rachel softly replied. “She was only three when we met, so that makes me her mother”
“If you’d be a better mother it may not have gotten this far” Gabe snapped.
“What?” Rachel detto shocked. “You’re the one who begged me to keep your little secret. If te would’ve told her what she was and what she could become she would’ve been più careful”
“I’m leaving” Gabe said.
“Yeah, why not run away from the issue?” Rachel snapped as Gabe walked out of the front door.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are te doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and te look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commentato sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are te doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and te look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commentato sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The successivo morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of letto and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, mostrare her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. te have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of letto and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, mostrare her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. te have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”