The Night sky

Chapter 3: The Vault

Chapter 3: The Vault

Ivy knew exactly what she was doing.

It was all an act.

She had been careful. Studying. Learning her prey. Preparing.

That was how she got her target.

And Fernandez was one of them.

But this target was different. Old scores needed to be settled.

Their meeting wasn't a coincidence. It was planned.

He just didn't know.

As she opened her eyes after fainting, she saw herself waking up on a hospital bed. As she turned, she saw Madam Elena sitting right next to her.

She didn't know what to do, and this was not the best time to seek pity from her either. She told herself to be calm. Elena wasn't someone who was moved by pity... she didn't have empathy for living things, including her own son.

"Madam Elena... you're awake?" She whispered.

Elena smiled coldly.

"So tell me, hmm. Ivy, or whatever you call yourself. Why are you really here? You know, every doctor here and every nurse is at the beck and call of my command," she said in a cold voice. "I can make anything — including you — disappear without a trace. So I think you better start talking."

But Ivy didn't say a word. She glared at her, smiled, and turned the other way.

"You don't want to keep this up," Elena said and walked out of the room in rage.

Fernandez walked into the room and asked Ivy what she said to his mother that made her so mad.

"I said nothing," Ivy said.

"Nobody can do that to her," Fernandez said.

"Why?" Ivy asked.

"She's the only person who can rile someone up like that," he replied. "Wow," Ivy said.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I'm feeling much better," Ivy said. Then the doctor walked in to check on her.

"Good day, sir. How are you doing, ma'am? Do you feel any pain anywhere?" the doctor asked.

"No, I'm good," Ivy said.

"Doctor, what happened?" Fernandez asked.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about. It was just a reaction to an allergy. Next time, ma'am, please be careful given your situation, okay?" the doctor said.

"What situation?" Fernandez asked.

"Uhm, don't you know... she's pregnant, sir," the doctor said.

"Oh, that? Yeah. I know," Fernandez said.

"Okay, doctor," Ivy said.

Fernandez in his head thought, "So she's actually pregnant for me," taking a deep breath that was loud enough that both of them could hear him.

"Are you alright?" the doctor asked.

"Yes," he said and excused himself from the room. The doctor looked at Ivy with a sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you're okay. That b***h already wants you dead."

"I bet she does," Ivy said.

"Are you sure you can handle her?" the doctor continued.

"I can't stop now, can I? I know it won't be easy, but I'm risking it all already, Mrs. Flynn. I've gone too far to stop now. I need to be inside and this is the only way to get it done. I understand that she's a monster, but I swear on this child, I know she wouldn't hurt me ... at least not her own blood," Ivy said with a worried face.

"Alright," the doctor said, "do whatever you can but be careful. I have news."

"What news?" Ivy asked.

"I found out that Elena requested a session with our therapist," the doctor said.

"Details?" Ivy asked.

"She's been having difficulty feeding and sleeping well. Currently, she's been placed on meds," the doctor said.

"How does that help us here?" Ivy asked.

As she was about to say something, Fernandez walked in on them. She changed the subject immediately.

He asked, "Did I miss anything?"

The doctor said, "No. She can go home now and rest."

Meanwhile, Madam Elena had asked one of the nurses to draw blood from Ivy while she was unconscious, to confirm if truly she was pregnant with a child.

Ivy knew Elena would pull such a stunt, but she didn't panic. Ivy made Fernandez promise her that neither she nor her pregnancy would be harmed by anyone, or by his mother. Fernandez, in truth, still did not believe that Ivy was pregnant.

"Listen, I'm not sure you are pregnant... or it might be an excuse for you to get close to me. I will have them run a test on you," Fernandez said.

Ivy laughed and he asked her what was funny. She said to him, "I thought you might have secretly done that anyway," but he said nothing.

"You lot thought I'd gone through all of this without a solid plan... all of you must be joking. It infuriates me that I have something that belongs to you... but I know that it is the only way to keep me safe from werewolves like you all. I won't let my guard down just like that. I'm enjoying watching you lot try so hard to crack the puzzle, and by the time I'm done... you people won't even know what hit you. Until then," Ivy said in her mind.

In the premises of Doctor Flynn, Elena was seen coming down from her car. She put on her shades, in her luxury dress and her coat as she fixed her hair, making her way into the doctor's house. She sat as she waited for her while she sipped tea that was served to her.

Footsteps approached...

"Hi," Elena said.

"Hi, Frida," she said. "I believe you know why I'm here."

Frida walked into her dining, pulled out an envelope from the table, and passed it to her. She took it and opened it and tossed it back to the table in front of her as she screamed.

"That little w***e!!"

She stood up and said to the doctor, "This should remain between us. I believe we have an understanding," as she wore back her glasses and left the doctor's house.

Elena, in her car: "Something is not adding up... who is she? I need to make her disappear." She picked up her phone... the phone rang as Fernandez picked up.

"Hello, mother."

"Where are you right now?" she asked.

"I'm heading home," he said.

"Is she with you?" Fernandez looked to his left and said yes.

"Alright, that's great. Bring her to the penthouse," she ended the call.

He dropped the phone and told the driver to turn around and head over to the penthouse.

They call it a penthouse, but for Elena, it was a vault. Her fortress. Where she is powerful. And also where she hides everything.

No staff, just the drivers who bring them in and take them out. Her PA knew the rule: What is said in the penthouse, dies in the penthouse. It was beautiful. It was expensive. And it was the loneliest place in the world for her.

They arrived at the penthouse. As Ivy walked in, she noticed the living room was cold luxury. With white marble floors, black leather couches that had never been comfortable, and a single wall of books, not for reading but for hiding. No family photos. No soft colors.

She felt so uneasy.

She didn't want to show fear, because the moment Elena sees fear, she devours her. Ivy sat calmly as Elena walked in fiercely and gave Fernandez a slap.

"You bastard! Tell me the truth right now. Did you sleep with this w***e?!" Elena screamed.

"Mother!!" Fernandez yelled. "She is not a w***e and yes, I slept with her!" as he paced.

Ivy sat calmly and watched them both eat themselves up over finding out she's truly pregnant.

Elena looked at her as she pulled out a gun, pointing it to her belly. Fernandez screamed.

"No, mother, you can't do that!"

Elena asked her, "Who's the father of your child?"

Ivy stood up and walked to her as she said, softly and calmly...

"Your son is the father of my child."

Elena froze.