Rain dramatically showering the city of Paris . It is not heavy nor light, but raindrops creating a calm atmosphere through the night of Paris .
Back to the Montfort mansion are faces with such expressions: there is awe, and there are full of wonder . And Quinn, seated quietly on the corner while eyes closing . His forehead rested on his hand, clasping together, then let Levi explain things further he'd understand .
'Cassandra . . . ' his heart throbbed . He was too worried if what is happening to her now: whether if she was safe, if she was in good hands, or if she was fine .
Hell . He will go to hell just to find her . Until they didn't come up with a better idea and get an answer to their questions, there is no way they can conclude what they must do to find her .
If only she's gone just within this world, he could search every corner on this planet . He would look for her town to town, with the help of Athena, and the Alliance . However, they were not talking about the advancement of the world, and what could do to solve this matter, but how they could overcome a world full of mysteries?
But where is she? How can they find her? Quinn has his thoughts .
"What are you talking, Levi?" his mother asked .
Levi looks at his mom with a wary expression . "Madison told me, Mom . It is the reason Lady Isabella went to see the shamans . She wants to seek their guidance and seeks an answer to why she cannot foresee anymore . "
"But Madison, she could travel anytime," he added .
"Are you telling us she possessed the same ability as Lady Isabella has?"
"I think no . Madison just can go travel anytime but no certain period . Unlike Lady Isabella, during a blood moon or a blue moon, she travels to the time she chooses to . "
"So there are differences in abilities they both have . Then, can Madison help us find Cassie?"
"Hope she could, we have to try," Levi said, then glance at Quinn who stays silent on the corner . He could tell that he was in great bewilderment about everything that happens .
As they continue discussing, they came up to let the present Cassie believe she was on her time until they have answers to everything that bothers them . Still, she is the same Cassandra, if the course of their fate never changes .
Landon and Hannah think, she still their daughter . And they know what happens in the book . After they died, Cassie left alone . Martin adopted her, but she suffered a lot before and grew up alone since then when Martin died . Until Quinn finds her once again .
Landon heaves the deepest sighed . All he prayed is her daughter was safe wherever or whatever time she went until they could find her and bring her home .
The night ended with such exhausting for everyone . Watching a tired Quinn, shoulders fall on his side, Lily and Henry felt sad for their son . He surely feels the pain of someone losing his love right within his arms .
Lily could feel his son's pained; tears escaping from her eyes, then she felt Henry's fingers drying them instantly . She looks up at her husband who peering her lovingly .
"Hush . We will do everything that we can to help our son," said Henry, comforting his wife .
Lily nodded, then waited for her husband's lips brushing her forehead as she saw him lowering his face . She is certain, Quinn inherits his father's sweetness . She could tell the way Cassie's eyes sparks every time she and Quinn were together .
She prayed, that they could bring Cassie home as soon as possible .
Striding the hallway toward Levi's bedroom, Quinn halted at Cassandra's door . It tempts him to open this door, but the person inside is no longer recognizing him nor want him to touch her . Now even a simple kiss, he should not dare to do her .
Morning . . . dewdrops falling from lily petals into the ground . Cassie squatting on the ground while staring closely at the flowers . She was admiring the beautiful maze garden when someone spoke behind her .
"Good morning," said a beautiful and sexy voice .
Startled, Cassie quickly stood on her feet . Intimidated, she meets Quinn's gaze shyly . "Go— good morning," her voice stammer .
"Did you finish having breakfast already?" Quinn asked . Ah, she was too cute blushing like this . She acted like too shy looking at him . He almost spills out the words I love you .
Quinn waited until Cassie shaking her head . Smile tears his lips . "Would you like to join me in the kitchen?" he proposes . "I'll fix some breakfast for us . Would you okay with that?"
Cassie nodded, blushing . From then on, he has to be more careful and gentle . Her memories are not the ones from the real Cassandra . But still, she is the same person .
In the kitchen, Quinn mixing the ingredients for a pancake . Across the table, Cassie is watching what he is doing .
"Do you want to try?" Quinn handed her the spatula and gestured to take over the frying pan .
Excitedly, Cassie takes the cooking tool from Quinn . He then put a half cup pancake mixture into the frying fan and Cassie began tending the food until it golden brown enough . Quinn could see how she enjoyed it . He notices the few strands of hair covering her face . Quinn reaches to brush them off but Cassie also stretches her hand to comb them, ended Quinn touch her fingers . Cassie shyly glances at him .
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, eyes never left her . Quinn could see that she is uncomfortable the way he looks at her, so he forces himself not showing so much affection from now on, but stealing glances .
The Cassandra he has right here is only a twelve-year-old in the body of a full-grown teenager . He'll try to behave as much as he could and suppress himself to kiss her in a sudden .
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