One week later, Jefferson tapped the elder on the shoulder. 

"Yes what is it?" Jameson asked a little annoyed.

"It's been a few days since I checked on Joline." Jefferson reminded him.

"Oh wow yes go. I nearly forgot all about her." Jameson replied.

"Yes sir, I'll return soon." He told him goodbye and then swiftly darted off. 

                     It was early evening but he still wanted to get there as soon as possible, wanting to see if there were any changes in her activities. He swiftly walked the eight blocks, some spirit guides could fly or orb in and out but you have to earn it. It wasn't automatically given. He liked the walking, it felt normal to him. The simple act of a brisk walk helped to clear his mind of the constant thought-clutter. 

He strode on ward another two miles up hill until he had reached her street. Jogging the rest of the way, he was anxious to see what the future prodigy witch had been experiencing. He crept through her back yard and then up to the window. 

Having a bad feeling he reluctantly peeked in to see she was practicing levitation magic and hadn't quite mastered it. It required more energy and focus than most mortals could project onto any object.  Jefferson felt better to see that she was doing fine for the moment. 

                     However he still had a vibe that he should stay for a while. He got comfortable and watched over the witch.  As time progressed and evening fell into the nocturnal hours he watched her read, write and meditate before crawling into bed for the night.  As she slept Jefferson listened to every sound and watched every twitch of movement she made in her slumber.  Then as the three o'clock hour struck jefferson saw something even he couldn't fathom.