⚠ - jason
Send me ⚠ to find my muse at the end of a trail of blood.@vervainandwolfsbane
Luckily the baby was out of harms way. Despite Elena's incessant need to keep her baby with her at all times, her mother had finally convinced her that she could use some grandma time so that Elena and Jason could catch up on their sleep. Unfortunately, Jason hadn't been home when someone had broken into their apartment. How it had happened however had seemed more personal than anything. She couldn't seem to stop thinking about their eyes and how similar they were to those of a Mikaelson. She sat slumped against the counter in the kitchen, holding her stomach. The wound wasn't deep, but it had been large enough for Elena to be losing a lot of blood that stained the floor leading to the kitchen. Her hands were shaking as she sat there in shock, the incident playing in her head repeatedly. There were bruises around her legs and neck, items and furniture strewn around the floor. She hadn't even noticed Jason's presence yet, having no idea how she'd be able to tell him.












