[ visual | location: gilbert-sommers home - forward dated to night ] to know a heartache in disguise
In all honesty, Jenna is glad to be back home. Well, as close to home as Taxon can ever get. Since the whole big reveal happened to Jenna and her meeting with Katherine in the Sanctuary, Jenna's been trying to keep as close an eye on Elena as she can. Even so, she can't be there all the time and she's been absent for a lot of things that have happened in the Sanctuary. Still, once they returned to the house, she kept up the appearance of a strong adult. It's her turn to be there for Elena after what happened to her niece.
The idea that Elena could have died on the floor haunts Jenna's thoughts. This is what's driven her out of bed so early recently and kept her up so late tonight. Jenna knows Elena's probably missing Stefan, too, and that whole mess is on her mind as well. Times like this, Jenna wishes more than anything that Ric was there with her. She could use his strength right now.
Sighing to herself, she pulls up a chair at the island in the kitchen and flips on her tablet. Those who know her are free to notice the distinctly exhausted look on her face and the fact that she's minus a wine glass of any kind. Responsibility. Yes. Jenna runs a hand through her hair before speaking.
"At least we're all back in the places we're used to. I hope." Unless the aliens have changed something else that she's not aware of. "Did anyone else get a location change, too? And how is everyone? I feel like I've been living in a bubble for the last few weeks."
Especially the latest one. Not much has gotten through to her since she found Elena on the floor of the Sanctuary. She's been too worried. For now, though, she'll hang out in the kitchen until she gets sleepy... at around 3 or 4 in the morning. Anyone who wants to keep her company on the tablets or in person is welcome.
The idea that Elena could have died on the floor haunts Jenna's thoughts. This is what's driven her out of bed so early recently and kept her up so late tonight. Jenna knows Elena's probably missing Stefan, too, and that whole mess is on her mind as well. Times like this, Jenna wishes more than anything that Ric was there with her. She could use his strength right now.
Sighing to herself, she pulls up a chair at the island in the kitchen and flips on her tablet. Those who know her are free to notice the distinctly exhausted look on her face and the fact that she's minus a wine glass of any kind. Responsibility. Yes. Jenna runs a hand through her hair before speaking.
"At least we're all back in the places we're used to. I hope." Unless the aliens have changed something else that she's not aware of. "Did anyone else get a location change, too? And how is everyone? I feel like I've been living in a bubble for the last few weeks."
Especially the latest one. Not much has gotten through to her since she found Elena on the floor of the Sanctuary. She's been too worried. For now, though, she'll hang out in the kitchen until she gets sleepy... at around 3 or 4 in the morning. Anyone who wants to keep her company on the tablets or in person is welcome.