A/N: Ah, the return of our beloved covenant. I'm hoping all you wonderful reviewers who asked for a sequel enjoy this fic. It took a while to come up with. As always, please review. After all, reviews improve a writer do they not?

Warnings: Slash, swearing, possibly some sexual innuendo, violence, a little unrequited love and a good dose of kidnap.

Pairings: Established: Reid/Chase, Caleb/OFC and Pouge/Kate Eventual: (If all goes to plan) Caleb/? OOOOH MYSTERY!

Disclaimer: As always, I own only the plot and the mind that came up with it.

The wind billowed through the trees wildly, shaking the branches and ripping off their leaves so they fluttered and twirled in ripples through the air. In the shadows of the trees a lone figure stood staring at the Danvers' family manor house. The wind whipped at his face violently and ruffled his hair into an untameable mess but the figure didn't react to the weather's harsh treatment. He had more important things to worry about – the reason he was here in the first place. The man clenched his fists tightly in determination. The one he loved was in some form of unknown danger and he needed help to find and save him. To get that help he had to face Caleb Danvers; something that, in all honesty, terrified him senseless.

"Come on Chase," he muttered to himself gruffly "You need him. Reid needs him." Chase bit his lip nervously after speaking, knowing it wasn't just fear that kept him from going to his old enemy with more urgency but pride as well. Chase had been the better man the last time they had met, calmly taking the abuse Caleb had thrown at him even when the younger male had been completely unreasonable. Yet in the current situation Chase wasn't sure he cold trust himself to be that man this time around. Once again the brunette murmured a few sharp words to himself in anger. This wasn't about him. This was about Reid; his beautiful and missing lover. Swallowing his fears and the last of his pride Chase made his way through the manor gates and along the path leading to the ordinate oak front door. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he walked, hoping that Caleb would at least hear him out before attacking him, although he knew that it was extremely unlikely; he had taken a lot from the other man and that was bound to have consequences. The brunette reached the door far too quickly for his liking and looked at the doorbell for a long and tense moment before pressing it swiftly with a loud sigh. Chase knew he had to save Reid from whatever had him, and if facing the fury and wrath of Caleb was going to increase his chances of doing so then facing the other warlock was well worth the risk of grievous bodily harm.

-Chase-Reid-Tyler-Caleb-Pogue-

Caleb Danvers groaned as he got up from his seat on the black sofa he'd been lounging on to answer the door. For a moment he vaguely wondered who it was but quickly ignored the uneasy feeling that settled in his stomach in response to his thoughts. He made his way to the front door slowly. The visitor was probably either Tyler or Pouge; most likely the former, who seemed to spend most of his time with Caleb nowadays.

"Where are you going sweetie?" his wife, Mary Jane, asked from the kitchen as he passed it. Caleb grimaced before calling back his answer. He knew his annoyance showed in his tone but he didn't care. He didn't love Mary Jane but had married her to keep up his family's image.

"The door went," he replied shortly, not even pausing in his journey towards it. She said something back but Caleb didn't listen; he didn't really care what she had to say. It took him a few more seconds to reach the door and he grinned as he unlocked it, expecting two best friends or at least one of them. He didn't expect who was really at the door.

Chase Collins; the guy who had stolen the one he loved from him.

"You!" he snarled aggressively, face dropping "What the fuck are you doing here? And where the hell is Reid?" Chase sighed and put his hands up in a gesture of surrender, which Caleb promptly ignored.

"It's a long story but listen-" Chase began. Caleb didn't let him finish.

"You killed him didn't you? You sick fucker! I knew you'd hurt him!" The younger warlock lunged at the elder brunette but Chase pushed him away swiftly, anger bubbling at the other man's statement.

"No!" he yelled furiously "I love him! I'll always love him! If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be here now!" Caleb glared at the older man sceptically.

"So where is he then?" he asked coldly.

"I don't know," he admitted quietly "That's why I'm here."

"He left you?" Caleb's tone was hopeful.

"No," Chase replied quickly, squashing the wishful look in Caleb's eyes "I think he was kidnapped." Caleb's now disappointed eyes widened and he glanced into his house. A pretty blonde woman came out of one of the doors leading to the corridor and went into another room. Caleb bit his lip. Chase couldn't help but notice the woman looked similar to Reid, only female.

"You can come in to explain," the younger man said suddenly before moving out of the way so Chase could enter the manor.

"Thank you," he muttered as he stepped inside and Caleb shut the door behind him.

"Don't thank me. I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this only because it's about Reid." Chase nodded in understanding.

"I know," he assured him. Caleb led him into a huge room with a crackling log fire and plush leather armchairs. Sitting down, the younger man gestured to an armchair opposite his own chosen seat. Chase quickly took the hint and sat obediently.

"Right, now explain," Caleb demanded. Chase took a deep breath before speaking.

"Well, I guess I'll start from the very beginning. I mean, it sounds all very straight forward and simple but it's not exactly normal really so…anyway. The first two years after Reid and I…left, everything was fine. Nothing much happened to be honest; just normal non-magical stuff. But at the start of the third year we kept sensing someone using nearby. At first we thought it was you and you'd found us and were going to try and go through with your promise to kill me, but Reid didn't recognise the power signature and he said he knew yours like the back of his hand; yours, Tyler's and Pouge's. So we knew it wasn't any of you. In fact, we both thought it was similar to mine but it obviously wasn't me because I'd pretty much stopped using by then. We moved a lot to avoid it but the user always seemed to come back after a day or two. After a while it began to get more often, and stronger each time. It was scaring us. At times it was so strong it was as if the user was right next to us…we had to stop running. Money was tight and we didn't know what to do to get rid of the stalker by then. We'd run out of options. A week ago, after we decided to stay where we were for good, Reid disappeared. I waited for a day; I just thought he'd gone for a wander, we'd both done it before, but then I realised I couldn't sense him through our link and he'd disappeared with nothing; no money, no spare clothes, no car. It was like he'd just vanished off the face of the Earth. I freaked; searched everywhere I thought he could be. Came here about three days ago in case he'd come back to you and had left me. He wasn't here. I hung around in case one of you had gone insane and had kidnapped him. It was pretty obvious you hadn't. Then I started sensing that weird power again; strong enough to kick me to the ground in a heartbeat. Whoever is using that power has Reid. I know it. But I can't get him back on my own…you love him almost as much as I do. I thought…"

"You thought I would help you?" Caleb asked incredulously.

"Yes…at least I hoped," Chase replied weakly.

"After everything you've done? Threatening the ones I loved! Trying to kill me! Letting me think I was a murderer for three whole weeks! After stealing him away you just expect me to come running when you need help?" Caleb shouted. Chase bit his lip.

"I'm sorry, alright, but I can't change the past. Besides, like we said before, this isn't about you helping me; this is about Reid." There was an awkward silence before Caleb stood up.

"I need a moment to think. Stay here while I…try and work this out in my head," he told the older man. Chase nodded and Caleb hurried out the room, his visitor staring after him from his seat. Chase sighed and put his head in his hands, praying Caleb would help.

He hated Caleb, that much was true, but right now all Chase needed was him.