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The werewolf girl had left the party before Elijah got to confront her with what Rebekah had told him about the father of her child. He realized, then, that he had no idea how to find her, how to talk to her. All he had was her first name and that wasn't enough to look her up. He could hardly go knocking on the door of every "Hayley" in town.
That was when he remembered where Jack had gotten his information about Elijah's species. A werewolf girl. While there might well be another werewolf in town from their world who knew him, he found that a bit unlikely. Better the coincidence.
He could call, but this was too important to trust to a phone call, so he found himself at Jack's door, unexpected, and hoping he was home. Inexplicably nervous, he knocked, and really, really hoped Jack knew where to find the girl.
That was when he remembered where Jack had gotten his information about Elijah's species. A werewolf girl. While there might well be another werewolf in town from their world who knew him, he found that a bit unlikely. Better the coincidence.
He could call, but this was too important to trust to a phone call, so he found himself at Jack's door, unexpected, and hoping he was home. Inexplicably nervous, he knocked, and really, really hoped Jack knew where to find the girl.
