Soliloquy
♥Hopeless Chromatic♥
While some partied well into the early morning hours, the newlyweds managed to slip away not long after most of their friends had. They still had a celebration of their own to do before exhaustion got the best of them! It was only a prelude to their month-long honeymoon on a private island near Bora Bora. The tropic destination would be heavenly no doubt, but Ellie specifically had chosen the location to keep Everest from working. He might have already figured out a way to have reception with use of a satellite, though he wouldn't dare say it to her face.
As morning broke the horizon the couple were already awake, though not for preferred reasons. The next member of the Crosse family line had apparently decided there had been enough peace while planning and partying had taken place, Though Everest might have slept through the heaving, Ellie had no shame in forcing him up. If she had to be awake for his child then so would he. A sequel to the night priors two-handed promised treat was offered for peace between them. His palms might have been sore but her feet felt like heaven and it quelled her fury so they could head out the door and to breakfast.
A good portion of the guests seemed to have already taken off or were in the process of leaving, meaning the dinning hall wasn't brimming full and any who chose to partake in too much the night prior weren't strained. Among those who had already parted from Ashford Castle were Monifa, Sabira, Mallory and Gregory from the groups' party. Andriy was seen briefly as they made their way to the dinning hall, delaying their journey briefly.
"Ey! Ellie! Ev'rest!" he cheered, heading over while his bags were being loaded by one of the servants. "You were so beautiful last night and now will make beautiful baby!"
Ellie chuckled and nodded, meeting him and accepting his bear hug. "That's right. We're so glad you could make it, Andriy," she said when Everest went to do the same.
"We'll let you know when we have a shower planned," Everest ensured him. "It was good fighting with you the other night, I look forward to more in the future."
The Ukrainian agreed, eager for a chance to experience hunting with someone as excelled, even if his skill set was more atune for out of combat. With a final farewell, they saw him off and continued their way to a much needed breakfast. As the first of their entourage to arrive, Everest took the liberties of sitting at one of the larger tables, fully expecting them to be joined. Ellie sat beside him, cheeks paled as she settled in and took to a more bland breakfast to try and calm her stomach.
Rosalie chuckled to see the whipped cream from their adventurous evening that evolved into a very good morning. She'd make no apologies for any evidence of their time together, pleased with everything they had done though she might not have been as public as Wesley and Inara or Everest and Ellie. "If that's the case, I hope we start doing 'nothing' more often," she murmured to Cory before leading him over to the table where the bride and groom were waiting.
Across the castle another couple would partake in morning delights, this time spurred on by an early rising Willow who simply couldn't resist when she saw her Russian Rogue huddled behind his pillow front line. Bandit was relocated out of the bed so that she could replace the pillow and wake Theo with strategically placed kisses and whispered sweet nothings. A good tussle in the sheets later, they were freshened up and heading down to breakfast as well, both glowing.
"Aren't you all just a happy bunch of fuckers?" Everest asked over a cup of coffee, not even seeming to be bothered at this point by the understood romantic encounters between Theo and his sister. "Better be careful or you're going to wind up with an unexpected bun in an oven."
Theo chuckled, not saying anything about his situation to them. There was little he could evade if they tried to pry into that part of his life. Not without lying again. He really didn’t like lying so much. All he offered was a smile and nod. Best not to tempt conversation on that topic if he wanted to come away without suspicion.
Cory had no such preventative assurances to the degree Theo had available. He did his part to the best of his mundie abilities, though. Still, he flushed a little at the attention to the subject.
But for Wes and Inara, beginning last night in fact, they did away with preventative measures. After a while of prodding from various people Wesley finally agreed to try for another baby. In the end the biggest factor had been their current youngest. Their little Kit was so sweet they felt it wouldn’t be a problem to add another. Vibrant with delight over it, Inara said, “Oh we’re hoping to get one baking soon.”
Like Cory, Rosalie's cheeks darkened, suddenly finding the basket of hot crescent rolls before her immensely interesting. As much as she had professed her love and desire to have a family with him, that felt like something that was in the future. Far in the future. A good five or ten years! There was work they both needed to do to make this world safe before they could bring little ones into it.
Ellie brightened at the news, thrilled that her strategic nagging seemed to have paid off. They made the absolute cutest babies and she adored her niece and nephews. "Well chop to it, Wes. I want her getting plump and miserable right beside me," she instructed, using her glass of juice to point at him.
Even Willow had to agree that Inara and Wesley made fantastic parents, loving just how well-behaved and respectful Jasper and Lottie were, even when they were tired last night. Their entire table just seemed to be brimful of good news and milestones in life, all of which she was happy for them. Theo should have been grateful she wasn't jumping on the baby fever train as well, completely content with their life as it was.
Inara clapped twice, “Oh, indeed! We can go shopping and take pictures! It will be great!” She looked at her husband with hungry eyes, “We’ll need to break out the old schedule.”
“What schedule?” Yonten said, walking in. After the initial hellos he sat down and grabbed up pancakes and Orange juice.
“Our baby-making schedule.” Inara grinned at Wes.
Wesley, feigning a sigh of regret, said “Oh lord, Ellie, you have no idea what you’ve done. Inara will jump my bones until she gets a positive.” Though he knew he wouldn’t be complaining as long as his work didn’t get disrupted. That had been where tension arose. Wes ended up having to arrange his schedule to factor in Inara’s ovulation. It caused a few chuckles from anyone who happened to glance at it. ‘Ten-thirty test Lithe fabric for faults in waterproof electric current. Eleven, sex with Inara. Twelve, lunch.’
“Damn straight!” Inara giggled, eating some sausage, “It’s my method and it has worked three times now.”
Theo chuckled, knowing he wouldn’t have to work this hard to get a baby once he and Willow were ready. Mundies tended to have these troubles. As adorable and amazing as the Von Helsing children were, he knew his own kids would be just as incredible! To think of their tiny hands and little smiles warmed his heart. Oh Theo hoped to get through his next two years at the clinic quickly! And maybe see if Molly will let him know if any time is a good time. She didn’t have control, but she might have a vibe to tell them.
Cory toyed with his spoon over his bowl of oatmeal. He wondered when Rosy would want children. He didn’t think immediately would be good. Not like Wes, who wanted to get that done with before he lost his energy. Cory didn’t think he’d lose his energy for it. But he did want a family. To love and protect. His thoughts wandered to that as he failed to notice he was being watched while he gazed at Rosalie.
“Well if I didn’t know better, I’d say Cory has his mind far and away on someone having his babies,” Wesley mused.
Yonten grinned, “Oooo, you and Rosy banging, homeboy?” Rosalie's cheeks were dark red at the comment, though not for the fact that it was true. She was hardly embarrassed, just bashful at such crude terms.
The comment snapped Cory to the present, causing him to cough, “I-- what? So early for-- I mean we’re not even--”
“Not even what?” Inara perked, hoping he’d say something he promised to tell them! “Got something to say?”
Theo drew his eyes over in attention. Yonten rubbed his hands together, having a hunch. Wesley smirked. He had known this was coming long before Inara said anything. Cory had been an open book for Wes since he was born.
Cory looked around at all the expected faces. Finally he gathered up some of that old courage, took Rosalie’s hand, and said, “Ahem. We do.” Cory couldn’t help a smile blooming over his face, “Rosy and I are in love. I asked her to marry me and she said ye--”
Inara squealed, clapping, just as enthusiastic as the night before, “Woo!”
Yonten slapped Cory on the back, “Congrats homie! She a good chicka!”
Wesley nodded, proud of his brother and happy over the news, “Welcome to the family, Rosy Posy, we’re happy to have you. Cory, you old dog, you. Good job!”
Theo added in his own praise, “Wonderful news! So great!”
Everest who had missed the slip the day prior noticed that Ellie didn't seem surprised like he felt. Did everyone know but him? Still, he was happy for them and knew that they'd make a good couple.
Rosalie beamed as he made the official announcement, squeezing his hand before thanking everyone on their well wishes. "Thank you everyone."
"That's so fantastic!" Willow joined in, so happy to see that Theo could witness a world that was so full of love and happiness. "Any ideas yet on a date, or is that still too soon?"
"Oh yes! You need to give us dates as soon as you have them. Preferably after May so I'm not waddling about," Ellie put in her two cents. "Though in reality, it's yours so do it whenever you want! Just let me know if you need anything at all."
"Oh what are we celebrating now?" Oliver questioned as he took a spare seat at the table, freshly showered and clearly in need of nutrients after his time with the Von Helsing's.
"We're engaged!" Rosalie chimed happily, looking to Cory with a bright smile. "No dates or anything yet, but we're going to get married."
Oliver was welcomed to the table. Cory, who maintained a bright smile, practically giggled as he confirmed, “Yeah, we’ll have to figure out the best time! I want everyone there. You’re all invited!” He couldn’t wait to celebrate his and Rosalie’s union with all of his friends and family. It would be a blow-out event for the Hunting community too. Likely Roderick and Fiona will be over the moon! Finally, another historical wedding. Cromwell and Crosse merging for another legendary branch. “I think it would be best to make sure we don’t clash with Theo and Willow’s wedding and everyone has the time to go to both.”
“Aw, that’s sweet and thoughtful,” Inara smiled. “Hope everyone makes it to both!"
Wesley chuckled, “Yes, if this wedding is any indication of what is to come, I won't miss either one. Especially if the company is as good as it was last night.” He gave Oliver a wink.
"Here, here, that's damn good news!" Oliver cheered with the others,hitting his fist on the table once. "Congratulations Rosalie and Cory!" He shook his finger at Wes's devilish wink, now all too familiar!
While Willow was not entirely opposed to letting her growing family attend their ceremony (though her parents were still undetermined), she did fear what this motley crew was capable of running a muck in Seabrook. Unlike Wesley, they couldn't go around buying bars to trash! They were comfortable as it was, but she didn't know how much entertainment she could offer this rambunctious group. "We'll have to gather addresses for invitations," she offered, already exhausted at just how much work was left. "Or I can make Wes or Ev send them to me."
"I'll be happy to make sure Everest does, but after the honeymoon," Ellie assured her sister-in-law. "We won't fly out until Sunday but have a million things to do in the meantime. I'm sure you all know just how hard it is to get him away from work."
Rosalie chuckled in agreement, well aware that the couples flight to Ireland had to be rescheduled after Everest vanished an hour before takeoff, chasing after a hit. She'd been one of many receiving a text trying to find him, Ellie ready to file for a divorce before they had even married. "The world will fall apart if Everest Crosse isn't keeping his eye on it," she mocked him playfully.
Everest was clearly not a fan of being double teamed. "It might! You joke, but with all that's going on in the world, someone needs to be watching it."
“There will always be embezzlers for you to catch, Ev. But you got one honeymoon. Enjoy it!” Inara urged with a smile.
Wesley tapped his fingers on the table in thought, “Can’t take a man's job from him abruptly though. Sad to say, but our identities are tied with them, don’t you think? Everest, before you run off, maybe you can accompany me on a consultation with the Irish police. A certain Arsonist having committed Abominable acts is being held for my council.” Wesley knew he didn’t have to say much else. That morning he got the text confirming that Eddard had not escaped. Due to last-minute intervention from Wesley’s men. “How about it Ellie? Everest does one last job and he’ll be mute about work for the entire honeymoon.” Wesley sipped his coffee, as black as his eyes.
Yonten rubbed his hands together, “Oh I want to come!”
“You’re welcome to join, Yonny Boy, I think you’d be a great help.” Wesley nodded, “Sometimes extra eyes and ears, and minds, do illuminate the problem. Cory?”
Cory shook his head. Not for him. He'd rather stick to tracking! He’d stay with Rosalie. Unless she wanted to go too. Cory looked at her in question, “Did you want to see it?” He didn’t think she ever witnessed his brother on one of his hunts before. And never seen an interrogation.
Rosalie normally wouldn't have cared to join them, but her curiosity had been growing around the man and his choice of locations. There had to be some reason, and she was eager to find out. "If you don't want to go we can stay here," she offered, not willing to force him either way.
Cory smiled, "I don't mind a short peek." He just didn't want to stay forever. Out of all of the men he took to the vacation at the wedding to heart. Work would be for later!
Theo caught no nuance. Having no knowledge of their double lives. Though he did wonder what help Everest would be for Wes. How did an accountant aid a police consultant? Not to mention a young couple and Yonten who-- who did what, exactly? Theo hadn't caught the handsome oriental man's job.
Ellie was more prone to siding with Inara. It wasn't as if they'd have another month off on an island alone, especially with their little one coming before summer. Still, she knew the importance of their work and also knew that Wes had been threatened thoroughly by his Tigress. If he was speaking of it now, it must have been something of interest, meaning she didn't throw a fork across the table at him.
"...fine. One last trip," she said with a look to her husband that said there'd be no negotiating beyond this. "And if you need me you need to call me."
Everest scowled at her caveat, abandoning his biscuits and gravy. "No, you don't need to be stressing about it, and I'm not letting you go to any detainment if there's criminals around."
Like Theo, Willow wasn't quite sure why their group would be suited for any sort of questioning. What she did know what that the look Ellie shot Everest was one that would curdle milk. "Won't let me?" She repeated slowly. "Did I hear that correctly, Everest Crosse?"
Yonten, mouth of egg, darted his eyes between Everest and Ellie. Theo wasn’t a fool. He caught on that tone well enough. He silently eased back in his chair, his hands up involuntarily as if he surrendered. And he wasn’t even the target of Ellie’s ire!
A gentle clack sounded when Inara put her morning tea onto her saucer, “Pardon, Everest?”
Wesely chuckled, “Now Everest, is that anyway to begin your first full day of marriage?” He rested his hand on his Tigress’s shoulder in an attempt to keep the women from mauling his besty. “Ellie, dear, I’m sure you and my wife have every good reason to argue with Everest, but Lottie confided that she hoped to have time with both her mother and her favorite Aunt before we left. Would you consider coming along a different time?”
All around the table eyes were on Everest as if he were a man requesting death. Oliver sipped his English tea and perked a brow, saying a silent prayer his fallen brother. If the two women joined forces to defeat a common enemy, there would be no stopping them! Rosalie was at a middle ground, feeling it wasn't a good choice of words on Everests part, but that he did have good intentions. Surely he only wanted to keep his wife and child safe.
"Baby, you know what I mean," Everest tried weakly, though he knew he'd dug his grave. "I think spending time with Lottie will be more enjoyable than office talk and we won't be long."
Ellie's pursed lips finally relaxed enough at his gentle offer. "Fine, but if you make us late for the flight I will sell your favorite car."
The cornered man huffed in discontentment. "The Veneno or the Zenvo?" He was playing with fire here.
"Yes," she answered firmly.
Chuckles fluttered through the room. Some were more nervous than others. Theo let out a breath he was holding. Satisfied, Inara went back to her tea, her grin barely hidden by the lip of the porcelain. Wesley gracefully pulled out his phone to check the time, “Excellent, it’s a deal then. If we’re late Everest will lose his cars. Let’s say we meet up after breakfast tomorrow? Today I want to say my last goodbyes to a few of the guests,” namely ‘Sally Sullivan’ and, of course, Elizabeth, “What say you?”
Cory nodded, “Fine with me.”
Yonten popped the last bite of his red-skinned potatoes in his mouth, “Send the address,” he said, getting up from the table, “Gonna go see if I can get a last shot in with Annabelle. See yah homies!”
Theo and the rest waved goodbye. The Russian Rogue was curious about the consultant business. Especially since the rest of them were eager to watch Wes work. But he failed to see what he’d do to help ‘illuminate’, except that he had recognized the man a long time ago. And that story would be kept to himself. No need to grab Wesley's attention again after enjoying the stress-free time since he stopped investigating him. Besides, they only had a small amount of time left with Willow before they returned. Wes and Inara weren’t the only ones who wanted to enjoy the venue while they still could!
For those expressing a desire to partake in Wesley's interrogation, there was a murmured agreement. Everest planned to set multiple warning alarms because he didn't doubt Ellie's rage and threats. Rosalie didn't see where the harm could be and if it ran too long, perhaps she and Cory just snuck off to enjoy more of Ireland together before they'd have to go back to the monotony of life.
Willow was just as curious as Theo was, though not as quiet. "What on earth are you going to be able to help Wes with when it comes to police work?" she questioned her brother.
Everest, ever accustomed to questions such as this was quick on his feet. "We've branched out a lot from just account with the firm umbrella. Corporate security is pretty high dollar and we've traded back and forth information," he said simply, picking up his fork. "And like Wes said, nothing wrong with a few extra eyes. It keeps the interviewer from hyper-focusing on what they want to hear so information just as important isn't missed."
She watched her brother curiously, sipping on water in thought. He'd changed considerably over the years, though she imagined she had as well. "No wonder you think you need to keep an eye on the world," she finally said, seeming to drop the topic.
“How about we talk about your wedding vision, girls? I’d love to know!” Inara brightened, hoping to bury any thoughts of the impending interrogation even further.
Wesley stayed for a time. He heard about the Russian tradition of the bride’s family stealing her away the night before the big day. He learned that they were not sure how much they were comfortable spending on the wedding. To the first, he said he’d love to see how that went! And to the second, he told them not to be shy about asking him for help. After all, if no one else did, he’d be willing! But Wesley didn’t stay for the rest of the conversation. He wasn’t sure how long Liz had before she left.
“I’ll see you later, Love,” Wesley kissed Inara before waving to the others, “Don’t you leave without saying goodbye, Theo and Willow. I’ll be quite bereft without a last farewell!”
“Will do!” Theo assured him warmly.
Willow was grateful for Wesley's offer, though she personally couldn't see them following him up on it. She knew that Theo a well as the Russian family in whole's finances were more than comfortable to cover traditional wedding costs, so long as there was nothing extravagant planned. Thankfully, she had no intention of flying everyone she knew for a destination wedding. In her mind, a humble design was more appropriate for them, just so long as she had those she loved nearby. His departure didn't stop the discussion though, Willow and Rosalie sharing their flower preferences (Rosalie thought she'd like lilies while Willow was quite set on roses) while Ellie offered her own advice
Wesley exited the breakfast hall with a confident stride. He had no word yet if Robert tried to get into the security room. Maybe he would do it shortly before he left to prevent anyone from thinking of him? Whatever the case, Wesley’s mind brought itself to the present upon finding Elizabeth, “There you are, you sweet woman. Liz, darling, I understand you’ll be leaving soon. Might you enjoy a stroll before you go? Perhaps on the green around the castle?” Large open space, easy 360 view, damp earth, and rolling clouds. A good enough muffler for any eavesdroppers.
Elizabeth looked up from the paper she had been reading in one of the tea rooms at WEsleys' voice. Finishing off her cup she nodded at his offer, rising gracefully to her feet. "Fresh air does the mind wonders, Excellent choice, doll," she agreed, accepting his arm before the two journeyed through the castle. "I think I'll need to visit Ireland more often. There's a certain peace that radiates in the Earthen scent, don't you agree?"
“Absolutely, darling, there’s nothing like it.” Wesley smiled, “Perhaps, if Inara and I have another child, we may spend the effort for a babyshower here. Close friends and family only, I think. You’re invited, of course.”
The two of them made their way onto the fresh green grass. The morning filled their nostrils with pleasant Irish petrichor. Wesley made small talk with Liz until he counted measured steps away from the shrubs, columns, and corners of the castle. A few taps of his fingers disrupted the electromagnetic frequencies surrounding the two of them. Wesley had not changed his posture, nor did he lose the same smile he sported since beginning his walk with Liz when he said, “Now then, what can you tell me of your plans, Liz? The more information I have the easier it will be to strategize.” Wesley offered her a piece of gum. He popped one in his mouth as well. He encouraged her to chew as she talked. Upon seeing a gardener, Wesley casually changed direction of their walk to obscure their lips further. It wasn’t likely anyone could read their lips far away, and there was no certainty that Robert had hired anyone to do so, but to cover his bases Wesley obnoxiously chewed his gum as he spoke.
The joyous thought of more children delighted her and she accepted the offer. She didn't believe that would be the only welcoming of life in the near future, though she kept the thought and anything she might have overheard to herself. For now they were more focused on the task at hand. Accepting the gum, she worked it for a few moments before beginning to speak. "Leaving Ireland I'll be in the states for a few weeks. The individual I've entrusted with the information around Bobby's guilt will need to see me in person to stop it from leaking; we agreed a message was too easy to fabricate," she explained. "I have a series of safe houses that'll float between if it seems like he's tracking me."
She paused her speaking though they continued to walk, her thoughts still spilling about. "At least that had been my plan from the start. If we want Robert to take the bait it'll be a different tactic, I believe. He's never been that resourceful and I don't feel like he'd be that diligent. I'd hate to waste some of my favorite homes." Though, if things went according to plan he wouldn't be around to spread the information to others. "I feel that the best place to reveal him would be at the Hunter's Ball. It's the most central event for the community and if we can allow him to frame himself, as you've suggested, no one will be able to deny the truth."
“Ooh, Liz, a woman after mine own heart!” Wesley thought well of the plan in its simplicity, but he had some points to go over, “I personally don’t recommend they be told not to leak the information. Keep her on her course; another safety net. After all, I am guessing she’d know she wouldn’t have to step in if Robert confessed anyway, correct?”
She pat his arm twice, chuckling at his excitement. "Except that in the event that I don't check in, my contact will release a video that was recorded in the event that I've died or gone missing. It would lose credibility if I'm alive and well, don't you think?"
“Well, I do hope my diligence to keep you alive will mean you will be able to check-in with her. Is that why you mean to go to the Hunters Ball? To check-in?” Wesley asked for clarification. “By the way, I’d still be willing to meet this person, of course. I just think they should still be ready to leak in case our attempts to get Robert to confess fail.”
"Oh no, I'd never wait that long," she answered. "I'm expected to check-in within a week of my flight arriving in the states. My contact would leak it long before January if I didn't respond. The cut-off I provided to him is merely motivation in the hopes he would come clean. As for meeting my contact, well that would be at their discretion. It's hard to ask people for favors if you then show up with unexpected company that might make them...oh what's a good word? Skiddish."
“Face to face, I trust?” Wesley asked for understanding before going on, “I understand the caution and applaud it. Very well, I think I will have to satisfy my curiosity and meet this person, Liz. Invite them to the Ball if you wouldn’t mind it.” Wesley, the drama queen that he was, did think a reveal at the Hunters Ball would be a satisfying twist, if Robert didn’t incriminate himself or confess before then. After she gave her piece here Wesley would move on to understanding a little more about Robert.
"Of course darling, face to face," she assured him with a chuckle. "Well it's good to hear that my presence is welcomed at the ball, I heard wonderful things of your hosting abilities last year. I'll certainly extend your invitation to them, dear Wesley. Is there anything else that you'll need me to do in the mean time?"
“Oh good!” Wesly smiled, pleased, “And yes, darling, I do have two other points I wanted to cover,” He nodded, “First, I know you’ve said Robert isn’t quite on point, but I rather assume otherwise. Let’s pretend he has done some amount of sleuthing himself. Let’s say he will find this person before the Ball. Do you have a plan B? If Robert did find this person and destroyed the evidence?”
"In truth I can't imagine him finding them as a person of contact," she said with a bit of delight. "They're quite a secured individual, possibly more than myself. However, I'll admit that it was my back-up plan. If you have any ideas for an additional fail safe I won't say no at all." She trusted his judgement, partially from his reputation and partially from what she had witnessed over the past few days.
Wesley listened attentively, “Yes, I think it would be best. Just in case. I would feel more comfortable keeping a track on your whereabouts, and your contact, if possible. I will do my best to track Robert as well.” He admitted he had thought of tracking the man's cell phone. It was simple to do for a mundie, but thanks to Wesley’s tech he had an advantage in case Robert made efforts against it. “And I think the last thing I am curious about is how the reveal will be done if or when January is necessary, and if your person is the only one with the evidence against Robert.” They could bait Robert with the idea that all their eggs were in one basket.
Liz felt that was a reasonable request for him to place. "Just so long as I can have a few minutes to myself now and then. I may be an older woman but I'm not dead," she said with a mirthful smile. Continuing on in a more serious tone, "I'm fine with staying in contact, just know that my own responses might be delayed. Tracking would certainly be better for your own peace of mind. At this time there are two who have the evidence; my contact and myself. That can be changed if necessary. As for my reveal, I've been planning on using the Ball for the reveal. After all, once the clock strikes twelve and the fireworks are set off, it is January, is it not?"
Giddy, Wesley broke out in a grin, “Oh Liz, you little devious thing, I love it.” He praised the flair of the plan. Wesley was aware there may be a delay in replies and he said he’d keep in mind that she and this other person were the only ones with evidence. “I would like a copy if you please. I’m already coming up with a fun goose-chase for him.” Wesley explained he thought it would be delicious if Robert ‘tracked down’ this person and ‘got rid of the evidence’. Then there were two options: fake Liz’s death only for Robert to see she survived and made it to the Ball (this being the more dramatic version), or have Robert believe all he has to do next after ‘taking care’ of her contact would be getting rid of the evidence from Liz at the Hunters Ball. Preferably making him think Liz had come to the Ball with the evidence to reveal his crimes. That way he acts that night. Of course, Wes said he would hope he could have a hand in security to make sure they track Robert through the hallways. That is, after convincing Robert he disabled the cameras.
"What can I say? The Crosse family does have a flair for theatrics," she smirked, looking up as a few droplets of water struck them. "I'll ensure you receive the information within the next couple of weeks. Will you prefer it delivered to Belarus or somewhere else?" Clearly even apart she was quite current on many details. "I'll leave the planning to your beautiful, mischievous, young mind though. I feel you would know how best to present this information for the community to accept it rather than to stick to their guns and protect an old name for a bad deed."
Wesley grinned, knowing Everest would agree too. “Darling, I’d love for you to visit Belarus, actually. It’s not technically supposed to be our main home, but I found it too dear to my heart. I go back whenever I can.” He sighed wistfully, feeling the droplets on his skin, “I will have to think of the best way. Perhaps talk it over with Inara. She’s got a wicked sense of humor.” He pulled his jacket over them, “For now, we should head back inside, old girl.”
Liz agreed with him as they headed back toward the castle. The first garbage receptical they passed she hurridly threw the gum he had offered her away, commenting that her jaw would be sore for days after that! But it was worth it. The wheels were in motion to safely bring justice on the traitor among them, and though it might have been overdue, she felt it was better late than never.
Thursday, November 1st, 2018
As morning broke the horizon the couple were already awake, though not for preferred reasons. The next member of the Crosse family line had apparently decided there had been enough peace while planning and partying had taken place, Though Everest might have slept through the heaving, Ellie had no shame in forcing him up. If she had to be awake for his child then so would he. A sequel to the night priors two-handed promised treat was offered for peace between them. His palms might have been sore but her feet felt like heaven and it quelled her fury so they could head out the door and to breakfast.
A good portion of the guests seemed to have already taken off or were in the process of leaving, meaning the dinning hall wasn't brimming full and any who chose to partake in too much the night prior weren't strained. Among those who had already parted from Ashford Castle were Monifa, Sabira, Mallory and Gregory from the groups' party. Andriy was seen briefly as they made their way to the dinning hall, delaying their journey briefly.
"Ey! Ellie! Ev'rest!" he cheered, heading over while his bags were being loaded by one of the servants. "You were so beautiful last night and now will make beautiful baby!"
Ellie chuckled and nodded, meeting him and accepting his bear hug. "That's right. We're so glad you could make it, Andriy," she said when Everest went to do the same.
"We'll let you know when we have a shower planned," Everest ensured him. "It was good fighting with you the other night, I look forward to more in the future."
The Ukrainian agreed, eager for a chance to experience hunting with someone as excelled, even if his skill set was more atune for out of combat. With a final farewell, they saw him off and continued their way to a much needed breakfast. As the first of their entourage to arrive, Everest took the liberties of sitting at one of the larger tables, fully expecting them to be joined. Ellie sat beside him, cheeks paled as she settled in and took to a more bland breakfast to try and calm her stomach.
Rosalie chuckled to see the whipped cream from their adventurous evening that evolved into a very good morning. She'd make no apologies for any evidence of their time together, pleased with everything they had done though she might not have been as public as Wesley and Inara or Everest and Ellie. "If that's the case, I hope we start doing 'nothing' more often," she murmured to Cory before leading him over to the table where the bride and groom were waiting.
Across the castle another couple would partake in morning delights, this time spurred on by an early rising Willow who simply couldn't resist when she saw her Russian Rogue huddled behind his pillow front line. Bandit was relocated out of the bed so that she could replace the pillow and wake Theo with strategically placed kisses and whispered sweet nothings. A good tussle in the sheets later, they were freshened up and heading down to breakfast as well, both glowing.
"Aren't you all just a happy bunch of fuckers?" Everest asked over a cup of coffee, not even seeming to be bothered at this point by the understood romantic encounters between Theo and his sister. "Better be careful or you're going to wind up with an unexpected bun in an oven."
Theo chuckled, not saying anything about his situation to them. There was little he could evade if they tried to pry into that part of his life. Not without lying again. He really didn’t like lying so much. All he offered was a smile and nod. Best not to tempt conversation on that topic if he wanted to come away without suspicion.
Cory had no such preventative assurances to the degree Theo had available. He did his part to the best of his mundie abilities, though. Still, he flushed a little at the attention to the subject.
But for Wes and Inara, beginning last night in fact, they did away with preventative measures. After a while of prodding from various people Wesley finally agreed to try for another baby. In the end the biggest factor had been their current youngest. Their little Kit was so sweet they felt it wouldn’t be a problem to add another. Vibrant with delight over it, Inara said, “Oh we’re hoping to get one baking soon.”
Like Cory, Rosalie's cheeks darkened, suddenly finding the basket of hot crescent rolls before her immensely interesting. As much as she had professed her love and desire to have a family with him, that felt like something that was in the future. Far in the future. A good five or ten years! There was work they both needed to do to make this world safe before they could bring little ones into it.
Ellie brightened at the news, thrilled that her strategic nagging seemed to have paid off. They made the absolute cutest babies and she adored her niece and nephews. "Well chop to it, Wes. I want her getting plump and miserable right beside me," she instructed, using her glass of juice to point at him.
Even Willow had to agree that Inara and Wesley made fantastic parents, loving just how well-behaved and respectful Jasper and Lottie were, even when they were tired last night. Their entire table just seemed to be brimful of good news and milestones in life, all of which she was happy for them. Theo should have been grateful she wasn't jumping on the baby fever train as well, completely content with their life as it was.
Inara clapped twice, “Oh, indeed! We can go shopping and take pictures! It will be great!” She looked at her husband with hungry eyes, “We’ll need to break out the old schedule.”
“What schedule?” Yonten said, walking in. After the initial hellos he sat down and grabbed up pancakes and Orange juice.
“Our baby-making schedule.” Inara grinned at Wes.
Wesley, feigning a sigh of regret, said “Oh lord, Ellie, you have no idea what you’ve done. Inara will jump my bones until she gets a positive.” Though he knew he wouldn’t be complaining as long as his work didn’t get disrupted. That had been where tension arose. Wes ended up having to arrange his schedule to factor in Inara’s ovulation. It caused a few chuckles from anyone who happened to glance at it. ‘Ten-thirty test Lithe fabric for faults in waterproof electric current. Eleven, sex with Inara. Twelve, lunch.’
“Damn straight!” Inara giggled, eating some sausage, “It’s my method and it has worked three times now.”
Theo chuckled, knowing he wouldn’t have to work this hard to get a baby once he and Willow were ready. Mundies tended to have these troubles. As adorable and amazing as the Von Helsing children were, he knew his own kids would be just as incredible! To think of their tiny hands and little smiles warmed his heart. Oh Theo hoped to get through his next two years at the clinic quickly! And maybe see if Molly will let him know if any time is a good time. She didn’t have control, but she might have a vibe to tell them.
Cory toyed with his spoon over his bowl of oatmeal. He wondered when Rosy would want children. He didn’t think immediately would be good. Not like Wes, who wanted to get that done with before he lost his energy. Cory didn’t think he’d lose his energy for it. But he did want a family. To love and protect. His thoughts wandered to that as he failed to notice he was being watched while he gazed at Rosalie.
“Well if I didn’t know better, I’d say Cory has his mind far and away on someone having his babies,” Wesley mused.
Yonten grinned, “Oooo, you and Rosy banging, homeboy?” Rosalie's cheeks were dark red at the comment, though not for the fact that it was true. She was hardly embarrassed, just bashful at such crude terms.
The comment snapped Cory to the present, causing him to cough, “I-- what? So early for-- I mean we’re not even--”
“Not even what?” Inara perked, hoping he’d say something he promised to tell them! “Got something to say?”
Theo drew his eyes over in attention. Yonten rubbed his hands together, having a hunch. Wesley smirked. He had known this was coming long before Inara said anything. Cory had been an open book for Wes since he was born.
Cory looked around at all the expected faces. Finally he gathered up some of that old courage, took Rosalie’s hand, and said, “Ahem. We do.” Cory couldn’t help a smile blooming over his face, “Rosy and I are in love. I asked her to marry me and she said ye--”
Inara squealed, clapping, just as enthusiastic as the night before, “Woo!”
Yonten slapped Cory on the back, “Congrats homie! She a good chicka!”
Wesley nodded, proud of his brother and happy over the news, “Welcome to the family, Rosy Posy, we’re happy to have you. Cory, you old dog, you. Good job!”
Theo added in his own praise, “Wonderful news! So great!”
Everest who had missed the slip the day prior noticed that Ellie didn't seem surprised like he felt. Did everyone know but him? Still, he was happy for them and knew that they'd make a good couple.
Rosalie beamed as he made the official announcement, squeezing his hand before thanking everyone on their well wishes. "Thank you everyone."
"That's so fantastic!" Willow joined in, so happy to see that Theo could witness a world that was so full of love and happiness. "Any ideas yet on a date, or is that still too soon?"
"Oh yes! You need to give us dates as soon as you have them. Preferably after May so I'm not waddling about," Ellie put in her two cents. "Though in reality, it's yours so do it whenever you want! Just let me know if you need anything at all."
"Oh what are we celebrating now?" Oliver questioned as he took a spare seat at the table, freshly showered and clearly in need of nutrients after his time with the Von Helsing's.
"We're engaged!" Rosalie chimed happily, looking to Cory with a bright smile. "No dates or anything yet, but we're going to get married."
Oliver was welcomed to the table. Cory, who maintained a bright smile, practically giggled as he confirmed, “Yeah, we’ll have to figure out the best time! I want everyone there. You’re all invited!” He couldn’t wait to celebrate his and Rosalie’s union with all of his friends and family. It would be a blow-out event for the Hunting community too. Likely Roderick and Fiona will be over the moon! Finally, another historical wedding. Cromwell and Crosse merging for another legendary branch. “I think it would be best to make sure we don’t clash with Theo and Willow’s wedding and everyone has the time to go to both.”
“Aw, that’s sweet and thoughtful,” Inara smiled. “Hope everyone makes it to both!"
Wesley chuckled, “Yes, if this wedding is any indication of what is to come, I won't miss either one. Especially if the company is as good as it was last night.” He gave Oliver a wink.
"Here, here, that's damn good news!" Oliver cheered with the others,hitting his fist on the table once. "Congratulations Rosalie and Cory!" He shook his finger at Wes's devilish wink, now all too familiar!
While Willow was not entirely opposed to letting her growing family attend their ceremony (though her parents were still undetermined), she did fear what this motley crew was capable of running a muck in Seabrook. Unlike Wesley, they couldn't go around buying bars to trash! They were comfortable as it was, but she didn't know how much entertainment she could offer this rambunctious group. "We'll have to gather addresses for invitations," she offered, already exhausted at just how much work was left. "Or I can make Wes or Ev send them to me."
"I'll be happy to make sure Everest does, but after the honeymoon," Ellie assured her sister-in-law. "We won't fly out until Sunday but have a million things to do in the meantime. I'm sure you all know just how hard it is to get him away from work."
Rosalie chuckled in agreement, well aware that the couples flight to Ireland had to be rescheduled after Everest vanished an hour before takeoff, chasing after a hit. She'd been one of many receiving a text trying to find him, Ellie ready to file for a divorce before they had even married. "The world will fall apart if Everest Crosse isn't keeping his eye on it," she mocked him playfully.
Everest was clearly not a fan of being double teamed. "It might! You joke, but with all that's going on in the world, someone needs to be watching it."
“There will always be embezzlers for you to catch, Ev. But you got one honeymoon. Enjoy it!” Inara urged with a smile.
Wesley tapped his fingers on the table in thought, “Can’t take a man's job from him abruptly though. Sad to say, but our identities are tied with them, don’t you think? Everest, before you run off, maybe you can accompany me on a consultation with the Irish police. A certain Arsonist having committed Abominable acts is being held for my council.” Wesley knew he didn’t have to say much else. That morning he got the text confirming that Eddard had not escaped. Due to last-minute intervention from Wesley’s men. “How about it Ellie? Everest does one last job and he’ll be mute about work for the entire honeymoon.” Wesley sipped his coffee, as black as his eyes.
Yonten rubbed his hands together, “Oh I want to come!”
“You’re welcome to join, Yonny Boy, I think you’d be a great help.” Wesley nodded, “Sometimes extra eyes and ears, and minds, do illuminate the problem. Cory?”
Cory shook his head. Not for him. He'd rather stick to tracking! He’d stay with Rosalie. Unless she wanted to go too. Cory looked at her in question, “Did you want to see it?” He didn’t think she ever witnessed his brother on one of his hunts before. And never seen an interrogation.
Rosalie normally wouldn't have cared to join them, but her curiosity had been growing around the man and his choice of locations. There had to be some reason, and she was eager to find out. "If you don't want to go we can stay here," she offered, not willing to force him either way.
Cory smiled, "I don't mind a short peek." He just didn't want to stay forever. Out of all of the men he took to the vacation at the wedding to heart. Work would be for later!
Theo caught no nuance. Having no knowledge of their double lives. Though he did wonder what help Everest would be for Wes. How did an accountant aid a police consultant? Not to mention a young couple and Yonten who-- who did what, exactly? Theo hadn't caught the handsome oriental man's job.
Ellie was more prone to siding with Inara. It wasn't as if they'd have another month off on an island alone, especially with their little one coming before summer. Still, she knew the importance of their work and also knew that Wes had been threatened thoroughly by his Tigress. If he was speaking of it now, it must have been something of interest, meaning she didn't throw a fork across the table at him.
"...fine. One last trip," she said with a look to her husband that said there'd be no negotiating beyond this. "And if you need me you need to call me."
Everest scowled at her caveat, abandoning his biscuits and gravy. "No, you don't need to be stressing about it, and I'm not letting you go to any detainment if there's criminals around."
Like Theo, Willow wasn't quite sure why their group would be suited for any sort of questioning. What she did know what that the look Ellie shot Everest was one that would curdle milk. "Won't let me?" She repeated slowly. "Did I hear that correctly, Everest Crosse?"
Yonten, mouth of egg, darted his eyes between Everest and Ellie. Theo wasn’t a fool. He caught on that tone well enough. He silently eased back in his chair, his hands up involuntarily as if he surrendered. And he wasn’t even the target of Ellie’s ire!
A gentle clack sounded when Inara put her morning tea onto her saucer, “Pardon, Everest?”
Wesely chuckled, “Now Everest, is that anyway to begin your first full day of marriage?” He rested his hand on his Tigress’s shoulder in an attempt to keep the women from mauling his besty. “Ellie, dear, I’m sure you and my wife have every good reason to argue with Everest, but Lottie confided that she hoped to have time with both her mother and her favorite Aunt before we left. Would you consider coming along a different time?”
All around the table eyes were on Everest as if he were a man requesting death. Oliver sipped his English tea and perked a brow, saying a silent prayer his fallen brother. If the two women joined forces to defeat a common enemy, there would be no stopping them! Rosalie was at a middle ground, feeling it wasn't a good choice of words on Everests part, but that he did have good intentions. Surely he only wanted to keep his wife and child safe.
"Baby, you know what I mean," Everest tried weakly, though he knew he'd dug his grave. "I think spending time with Lottie will be more enjoyable than office talk and we won't be long."
Ellie's pursed lips finally relaxed enough at his gentle offer. "Fine, but if you make us late for the flight I will sell your favorite car."
The cornered man huffed in discontentment. "The Veneno or the Zenvo?" He was playing with fire here.
"Yes," she answered firmly.
Chuckles fluttered through the room. Some were more nervous than others. Theo let out a breath he was holding. Satisfied, Inara went back to her tea, her grin barely hidden by the lip of the porcelain. Wesley gracefully pulled out his phone to check the time, “Excellent, it’s a deal then. If we’re late Everest will lose his cars. Let’s say we meet up after breakfast tomorrow? Today I want to say my last goodbyes to a few of the guests,” namely ‘Sally Sullivan’ and, of course, Elizabeth, “What say you?”
Cory nodded, “Fine with me.”
Yonten popped the last bite of his red-skinned potatoes in his mouth, “Send the address,” he said, getting up from the table, “Gonna go see if I can get a last shot in with Annabelle. See yah homies!”
Theo and the rest waved goodbye. The Russian Rogue was curious about the consultant business. Especially since the rest of them were eager to watch Wes work. But he failed to see what he’d do to help ‘illuminate’, except that he had recognized the man a long time ago. And that story would be kept to himself. No need to grab Wesley's attention again after enjoying the stress-free time since he stopped investigating him. Besides, they only had a small amount of time left with Willow before they returned. Wes and Inara weren’t the only ones who wanted to enjoy the venue while they still could!
For those expressing a desire to partake in Wesley's interrogation, there was a murmured agreement. Everest planned to set multiple warning alarms because he didn't doubt Ellie's rage and threats. Rosalie didn't see where the harm could be and if it ran too long, perhaps she and Cory just snuck off to enjoy more of Ireland together before they'd have to go back to the monotony of life.
Willow was just as curious as Theo was, though not as quiet. "What on earth are you going to be able to help Wes with when it comes to police work?" she questioned her brother.
Everest, ever accustomed to questions such as this was quick on his feet. "We've branched out a lot from just account with the firm umbrella. Corporate security is pretty high dollar and we've traded back and forth information," he said simply, picking up his fork. "And like Wes said, nothing wrong with a few extra eyes. It keeps the interviewer from hyper-focusing on what they want to hear so information just as important isn't missed."
She watched her brother curiously, sipping on water in thought. He'd changed considerably over the years, though she imagined she had as well. "No wonder you think you need to keep an eye on the world," she finally said, seeming to drop the topic.
“How about we talk about your wedding vision, girls? I’d love to know!” Inara brightened, hoping to bury any thoughts of the impending interrogation even further.
Wesley stayed for a time. He heard about the Russian tradition of the bride’s family stealing her away the night before the big day. He learned that they were not sure how much they were comfortable spending on the wedding. To the first, he said he’d love to see how that went! And to the second, he told them not to be shy about asking him for help. After all, if no one else did, he’d be willing! But Wesley didn’t stay for the rest of the conversation. He wasn’t sure how long Liz had before she left.
“I’ll see you later, Love,” Wesley kissed Inara before waving to the others, “Don’t you leave without saying goodbye, Theo and Willow. I’ll be quite bereft without a last farewell!”
“Will do!” Theo assured him warmly.
Willow was grateful for Wesley's offer, though she personally couldn't see them following him up on it. She knew that Theo a well as the Russian family in whole's finances were more than comfortable to cover traditional wedding costs, so long as there was nothing extravagant planned. Thankfully, she had no intention of flying everyone she knew for a destination wedding. In her mind, a humble design was more appropriate for them, just so long as she had those she loved nearby. His departure didn't stop the discussion though, Willow and Rosalie sharing their flower preferences (Rosalie thought she'd like lilies while Willow was quite set on roses) while Ellie offered her own advice
Wesley exited the breakfast hall with a confident stride. He had no word yet if Robert tried to get into the security room. Maybe he would do it shortly before he left to prevent anyone from thinking of him? Whatever the case, Wesley’s mind brought itself to the present upon finding Elizabeth, “There you are, you sweet woman. Liz, darling, I understand you’ll be leaving soon. Might you enjoy a stroll before you go? Perhaps on the green around the castle?” Large open space, easy 360 view, damp earth, and rolling clouds. A good enough muffler for any eavesdroppers.
Elizabeth looked up from the paper she had been reading in one of the tea rooms at WEsleys' voice. Finishing off her cup she nodded at his offer, rising gracefully to her feet. "Fresh air does the mind wonders, Excellent choice, doll," she agreed, accepting his arm before the two journeyed through the castle. "I think I'll need to visit Ireland more often. There's a certain peace that radiates in the Earthen scent, don't you agree?"
“Absolutely, darling, there’s nothing like it.” Wesley smiled, “Perhaps, if Inara and I have another child, we may spend the effort for a babyshower here. Close friends and family only, I think. You’re invited, of course.”
The two of them made their way onto the fresh green grass. The morning filled their nostrils with pleasant Irish petrichor. Wesley made small talk with Liz until he counted measured steps away from the shrubs, columns, and corners of the castle. A few taps of his fingers disrupted the electromagnetic frequencies surrounding the two of them. Wesley had not changed his posture, nor did he lose the same smile he sported since beginning his walk with Liz when he said, “Now then, what can you tell me of your plans, Liz? The more information I have the easier it will be to strategize.” Wesley offered her a piece of gum. He popped one in his mouth as well. He encouraged her to chew as she talked. Upon seeing a gardener, Wesley casually changed direction of their walk to obscure their lips further. It wasn’t likely anyone could read their lips far away, and there was no certainty that Robert had hired anyone to do so, but to cover his bases Wesley obnoxiously chewed his gum as he spoke.
The joyous thought of more children delighted her and she accepted the offer. She didn't believe that would be the only welcoming of life in the near future, though she kept the thought and anything she might have overheard to herself. For now they were more focused on the task at hand. Accepting the gum, she worked it for a few moments before beginning to speak. "Leaving Ireland I'll be in the states for a few weeks. The individual I've entrusted with the information around Bobby's guilt will need to see me in person to stop it from leaking; we agreed a message was too easy to fabricate," she explained. "I have a series of safe houses that'll float between if it seems like he's tracking me."
She paused her speaking though they continued to walk, her thoughts still spilling about. "At least that had been my plan from the start. If we want Robert to take the bait it'll be a different tactic, I believe. He's never been that resourceful and I don't feel like he'd be that diligent. I'd hate to waste some of my favorite homes." Though, if things went according to plan he wouldn't be around to spread the information to others. "I feel that the best place to reveal him would be at the Hunter's Ball. It's the most central event for the community and if we can allow him to frame himself, as you've suggested, no one will be able to deny the truth."
“Ooh, Liz, a woman after mine own heart!” Wesley thought well of the plan in its simplicity, but he had some points to go over, “I personally don’t recommend they be told not to leak the information. Keep her on her course; another safety net. After all, I am guessing she’d know she wouldn’t have to step in if Robert confessed anyway, correct?”
She pat his arm twice, chuckling at his excitement. "Except that in the event that I don't check in, my contact will release a video that was recorded in the event that I've died or gone missing. It would lose credibility if I'm alive and well, don't you think?"
“Well, I do hope my diligence to keep you alive will mean you will be able to check-in with her. Is that why you mean to go to the Hunters Ball? To check-in?” Wesley asked for clarification. “By the way, I’d still be willing to meet this person, of course. I just think they should still be ready to leak in case our attempts to get Robert to confess fail.”
"Oh no, I'd never wait that long," she answered. "I'm expected to check-in within a week of my flight arriving in the states. My contact would leak it long before January if I didn't respond. The cut-off I provided to him is merely motivation in the hopes he would come clean. As for meeting my contact, well that would be at their discretion. It's hard to ask people for favors if you then show up with unexpected company that might make them...oh what's a good word? Skiddish."
“Face to face, I trust?” Wesley asked for understanding before going on, “I understand the caution and applaud it. Very well, I think I will have to satisfy my curiosity and meet this person, Liz. Invite them to the Ball if you wouldn’t mind it.” Wesley, the drama queen that he was, did think a reveal at the Hunters Ball would be a satisfying twist, if Robert didn’t incriminate himself or confess before then. After she gave her piece here Wesley would move on to understanding a little more about Robert.
"Of course darling, face to face," she assured him with a chuckle. "Well it's good to hear that my presence is welcomed at the ball, I heard wonderful things of your hosting abilities last year. I'll certainly extend your invitation to them, dear Wesley. Is there anything else that you'll need me to do in the mean time?"
“Oh good!” Wesly smiled, pleased, “And yes, darling, I do have two other points I wanted to cover,” He nodded, “First, I know you’ve said Robert isn’t quite on point, but I rather assume otherwise. Let’s pretend he has done some amount of sleuthing himself. Let’s say he will find this person before the Ball. Do you have a plan B? If Robert did find this person and destroyed the evidence?”
"In truth I can't imagine him finding them as a person of contact," she said with a bit of delight. "They're quite a secured individual, possibly more than myself. However, I'll admit that it was my back-up plan. If you have any ideas for an additional fail safe I won't say no at all." She trusted his judgement, partially from his reputation and partially from what she had witnessed over the past few days.
Wesley listened attentively, “Yes, I think it would be best. Just in case. I would feel more comfortable keeping a track on your whereabouts, and your contact, if possible. I will do my best to track Robert as well.” He admitted he had thought of tracking the man's cell phone. It was simple to do for a mundie, but thanks to Wesley’s tech he had an advantage in case Robert made efforts against it. “And I think the last thing I am curious about is how the reveal will be done if or when January is necessary, and if your person is the only one with the evidence against Robert.” They could bait Robert with the idea that all their eggs were in one basket.
Liz felt that was a reasonable request for him to place. "Just so long as I can have a few minutes to myself now and then. I may be an older woman but I'm not dead," she said with a mirthful smile. Continuing on in a more serious tone, "I'm fine with staying in contact, just know that my own responses might be delayed. Tracking would certainly be better for your own peace of mind. At this time there are two who have the evidence; my contact and myself. That can be changed if necessary. As for my reveal, I've been planning on using the Ball for the reveal. After all, once the clock strikes twelve and the fireworks are set off, it is January, is it not?"
Giddy, Wesley broke out in a grin, “Oh Liz, you little devious thing, I love it.” He praised the flair of the plan. Wesley was aware there may be a delay in replies and he said he’d keep in mind that she and this other person were the only ones with evidence. “I would like a copy if you please. I’m already coming up with a fun goose-chase for him.” Wesley explained he thought it would be delicious if Robert ‘tracked down’ this person and ‘got rid of the evidence’. Then there were two options: fake Liz’s death only for Robert to see she survived and made it to the Ball (this being the more dramatic version), or have Robert believe all he has to do next after ‘taking care’ of her contact would be getting rid of the evidence from Liz at the Hunters Ball. Preferably making him think Liz had come to the Ball with the evidence to reveal his crimes. That way he acts that night. Of course, Wes said he would hope he could have a hand in security to make sure they track Robert through the hallways. That is, after convincing Robert he disabled the cameras.
"What can I say? The Crosse family does have a flair for theatrics," she smirked, looking up as a few droplets of water struck them. "I'll ensure you receive the information within the next couple of weeks. Will you prefer it delivered to Belarus or somewhere else?" Clearly even apart she was quite current on many details. "I'll leave the planning to your beautiful, mischievous, young mind though. I feel you would know how best to present this information for the community to accept it rather than to stick to their guns and protect an old name for a bad deed."
Wesley grinned, knowing Everest would agree too. “Darling, I’d love for you to visit Belarus, actually. It’s not technically supposed to be our main home, but I found it too dear to my heart. I go back whenever I can.” He sighed wistfully, feeling the droplets on his skin, “I will have to think of the best way. Perhaps talk it over with Inara. She’s got a wicked sense of humor.” He pulled his jacket over them, “For now, we should head back inside, old girl.”
Liz agreed with him as they headed back toward the castle. The first garbage receptical they passed she hurridly threw the gum he had offered her away, commenting that her jaw would be sore for days after that! But it was worth it. The wheels were in motion to safely bring justice on the traitor among them, and though it might have been overdue, she felt it was better late than never.
