"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I repeated saying this for every shard of glass that Georgia plucked out of my, very unhappy, body. I would seem that the only place that didn't get glass on it was my face because my arms took the beating for it.

She pulled her hands away from my arms, put them on her hips and said "Oh, quit being suck a baby. It serves you right for going out at night like that. What were you thinking, oh wait I can answer that for you. You weren't."

Her words stung my pride like a whip. And to think, I had already got taken out by a bad guy in like, two shots that night now I'm behind insulted for my common sense, or lack-there-of.

So, to try to scrounge up whatever pride I had left, I came up with a good idea. Well, a semi weak idea at best but you get the point.

"Georgia, before you guys came out the guy who attacked me said something about He was able to come out with Harry gone. Maybe one of the people that Harry used works with could help us figure out who this guy is."

"Who would you suggest?"

"Well, last I heard that night off the cross retired so he's out. Um… No one knows where his old girlfriend is so she can't help. The one detective…ah… I think Murphy might be able to and that's about all I can think of at the moment."

"You sure about this Will, If we go looking for this guy he might not be so generous as to let us keep our necks in our next run in. We cant go into these fights without thinking of the consequences. Think of the baby."

"If we don't take care of him quick I'm doubting it's just our family that is in danger."

I got up and my muscles groaned. Every inch of me was telling me to lie down and rest but I had work to do. As I went to pick up the phone Georgia went into our small kitchen and came back with a glass of water. Her expression seemed worried and her hands were chilled.

After a-few rings I heard Murphy pick up the phone. Her voice sounded care worn and tired. "Sergeant Murphy with Chicago Police department what do you need?"

"Hello, Miss Murphy. This is Will Borden and I was wondering if you could help me and the Alphas out?" After that I gave her a summery of the fight with the guy in the black coat.

"I wish I could Will but I'm too busy on some bad cases. Without Harry's help special investigations is having a hell of a time solving some of these cases."

Special investigations is the group in CPD that gets to handle all the creepy crawlies and supernatural bad guys that just happen to wander into Chicago. They are some of the only plain vanilla mortals that really can understand what most chose to ignore. When some vampire goes out of control and starts a chain of murders or a wizard starts throwing black magic about it's their job to put a stop to it and explain it to "normal" people in "normal" terms. Normal meaning find some way to cover it up and sound somewhat sane.

"Is there anybody that you know that could help me and the other Alphas out with this then?"

"There may be one person that I could get to help you. It may be a shot in the dark but do you remember Thomas Raith?"

"That white court vamp?"

"Yeah that's him. Harry worked with him a-lot and he knows plenty about the supernatural. He may be your best shot at catching your Black coat."

"Alright where do I find him?"

"That's the trick. After Harry's death he dropped off the radar. I haven't seen him since the funeral."

"Could you possibly get me a list of where he might be?"

"Yeah, got a pen?"

I went over to a little writing table and picked up a pen and a notebook. "Alright I'm ready."

After She gave me the list I hung up and studied it. I decided to start my search at the ship that Harry had been killed on called the Water Beatle.

Me and Georgia got to the Water Beatle and called up for Thomas. When we received no answer we got up into the boat.

The Water Beatle was not a big ship but it was still no little sailboat. We walked on its brown wood deck and looked around. Nothing looked off but something felt strange, like that feeling that an empty room is occupied or someone is watching you when no one is there. Yeah, that's the feeling I got when I walked onto the ship.

As I looked around Georgia went to the door that led to below deck and slowly opened it. She had to duck her head a-little as she walked in because she was too tall. As she went in I heard the ship groan and my instincts flared up.

"Georgia get out of there!" I shouted but it was too late.

Just as she turned around to ask me why the groan ceased and a cold sick feeling came over me. Something burst from below deck and threw Georgia across the deck, her long willowy body flying through the air and into the lip of the ship where the side met the deck.

As I watched this in horror I felt the cold, sick feeling slide over me like grease. I turned and ripped my sweatshirt and sweatpants off of me and transformed into my wolf self.

I pounced towards the doorway and bared my teeth. I could smell two major things. A smoky flower-like smell that was probably incense and the unmistakable sickly sweet smell of fresh blood.

I heard the ship moan again and heard words of gibberish coming through the doorway. I flew down the stairs to see one of the most horrible things in my life. A new man that I had never seen before stood in a circle of dark red and chanted. Next to the circle laid the body of a young girl who couldn't have been more than sixteen.

I growled and pounced toward the man. He looked up to see me slap him with my claws and barely was able to cover his face, getting his arm gashed open with my talons. He yelled more gibberish and hit me like a freight train out of the side of the boat. I smashed through the wood and barely was able to catch myself before I fell out. I dragged my head up and stuck my snout through the hole. The new attacker muttered something and rose into the air. As he did I pounced up and snapped at his throat but what I hit was merely a wisp of smoke. I watched in disbelief as he simply drifted away.

Have I ever said how tired I am getting of these damned wizards?

I had taken a pretty bad gash in the leg so had to limp up the stairs. I found Georgia just getting up and getting ready to turn into her wolf form. I changed back and put a hand up to tell her not to worry about it.

After I gathered up my clothes and checked with Georgia about her injuries we started to get off the ship.

Just as we were leaving to get Georgia to the hospital to make sure the baby would be alright after that fall a man with jet black shoulder length hair that looked way too good jogged up with an angry expression. "Empty Night! What did you guys do to my boat?"

I turned to Georgia the replied "Nice to see you too Thomas."