Author's Note - Just to start things off, If you are a Wicca, that's cool. The sense that i am using them is like in True Blood. Anyways, Thank You to those who read and Thank You to those who review. Reviews make me happy and feel like i'm doing a good job. For copyright: I don't own the guys from My Chem.
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"Good morning Grace," I smiled, heading in towards the back.
"Hello Serenity," Grace replied without a smile.
After clocking in, I hurried behind the counter and started up the numerous machines. Grace had already started prepping the store for the day. She was the manager and didn't really do much.
"So how was your week?" I awkwardly asked her.
"It was fine," she said with an attitude.
"Never fear, Zoey is here!" Zoey announced as she walked in.
"Mornin' Zoey!" I cheerfully greeted her.
"How are you in such a good mood?" Zoey asked.
"I'm not pulling a double shift, and its payday," I grinned.
"That means we're going out tonight!" She cheered, tying her apron on.
"If you insist," I laughed.
Grace stalked out of the back and left without saying a word. I knew she didn't want anything to do with us. We continued on with our opening duties, setting up the coffee shop. When 7 am rolled around we flipped the sign out front and the customers came pouring in.
"So what time do you think your lover boy will be here?" Zoey asked me in between customers.
"He's not my lover boy. Just because I have a thing for him doesn't mean he's my lover boy," I explained to her, finishing up someone's order.
"He and his brother are here almost every day, and it isn't because we have the best coffee," She grinned.
"It's the coffee," I replied.
The line had vanished, and freed me from behind the counter. Making my rounds, I noticed the strange man was there again in the same seat. After collecting the empty coffee cups, I wrote the time I saw him on a slip of paper and stuffed it in my pocket. I came out from the back and hung out with Zoey behind the register, idly waiting for customers to arrive.
"Serenity, Guess who's here," Zoey sang, causing my eyes to dart towards the door.
"We have a lot of work today. This needs to be like yesterday, in and out," Gerard said to Mikey.
"I know, super busy," Mikey sighed, walking toward the counter.
"Hey guys, the usual?" Zoey asked, smirking.
"Like always," Gerard smiled.
"Hey Mikey," Zoey greeted, nudging me in the ribs before she hurried off to get their drinks.
"Hi," I smiled.
"Hi," Mikey replied.
"So what are your plans for the weekend?" Gerard asked me.
"Zoey and I are going out tonight to celebrate payday," I answered.
"Sounds fun," he smirked.
"What about you guys?" I inquired.
"We don't have anything planned at the moment," Gerard said.
"Did I just hear that you boys don't have plans for tonight?" Zoey said, handing them their coffee.
"You did," he replied.
"Call me later and I'll tell you guys where to meet us," she instructed Gerard, writing her number on a napkin for him.
"And who said we wanted to hang out with you guys?" Mikey joked, finally speaking up.
"Mikey, who wouldn't want to hang out with us two gorgeous women?" Zoey smirked.
"We'll call. Bye Zoey, Serenity," Gerard said, walking away.
"Bye," Mikey.
"See ya boys!" Zoey called after them.
All I could do was wave, too nervous to talk to him. Zoey turned and looked at me, her eyes narrowing. I couldn't tell exactly what she was thinking, but it wasn't going to end well for me.
"Are we going to call them?" Mikey asked.
"Hell yes. This is your time to talk to her, flirt with her," Gerard answered.
"Well, I hope the AMCI comes early, otherwise we are going to be at work late tonight," Mikey remarked, taking a sip of coffee.
"They should show up sometime around noon," Gerard laughed, pulling into the warehouse.
Gerard parked the car inside, in its usual spot. The two left the car and made their way towards the hallway to start their work.
"Hey you two, I need someone to help me," Ray greeted, exiting a room.
"Yeah, I'll help. What is it?" Gerard asked, following him towards the elevator.
"I need to draw some blood from Joe," Ray explained stepping into the elevator.
Mikey kept on walking until he was back in his office. Inside of it was a desk with his laptop, numerous papers spread across it, a filling cabinet, a rolling office chair and an old couch. He sat down at the desk, turning his laptop on and finished off his coffee.
"Hey Mikey!" Frank greeted, popping his head into Mikey's office.
"What's up?" Mikey asked, focusing on his laptop.
"I wanna show you something," he grinned.
"What is it this time?" Mikey sighed, following Frank down the hall.
"It's something I've been working on. So far, it's worked how I designed it to, every time," Frank explained, leading him into a large room filled with different weapons and contraptions.
"And what exactly is this something?" He asked, curiosity starting to grow.
"A net gun! With this baby we can safely capture and not have to use the tranquilizer gun as much," Frank smiled, picking up the weapon.
"Nice!" Mikey exclaimed.
Frank handed the gun to Mikey who cautiously turned it over closely examining it.
"What's kind of distance does this get?" Mikey asked in wonder.
"About ten meters," he answered.
"Not bad. Well, I am going to go. I am going to see if there are any new cases," Mikey grinned, handing back the weapon.
"Make it something good!" Frank called after him.
Laughing, Mikey made his way down the hallway back toward his office. Further down the hall, Ray and Gerard were in the lab already. The lab looked unlike the rest of the warehouse. The ceiling, floor and walls were a sterile white. The six metal tables that littered the room were covered with either scientific instruments or scattered papers. Gerard and Ray were huddled around a table near the far wall.
"Hey Gee, t think this guy has the same DNA make-up as the one we found a few months ago. Usually there are slight variations on each for the different heritage line," Ray explained.
"We need to get the info on the last werewolf we had. It could connect the two," Gerard replied, starting for the door.
"When is the AMCI coming for him?" Ray called after.
"They said they'd be here around noon today," Gerard yelled, from the hallway.
Gerard stalked through the hallway towards the room at the end of the hall. The room at the end led to a massive room. Inside were rows and rows of shelves, from the bottom of the floor to the ceiling. He walked into the room and immediately took a right. After passing a few rows he took a left this time and headed halfway down the row. Gerard stopped and looked to his left, glancing at the labels. After finding the precise box, he grabbed it and brought it back into the lab room.
"Here's all the info on the last one we had," Gerard announced, dropping the box on a semi empty table.
"Hey guys, the AMCI is here," Mikey yelled from the front of the warehouse.
Ray and Gerard met Frank in the hall as they made their way to the front of the warehouse. In the front of the warehouse, a semi truck was parked with its back door open. Inside of the truck was a sort of high-tech prison with four different cells.
"Good afternoon boys," a man in a suit greeted.
"Good afternoon Mr. Smith. Frank and Ray are going down to get him," Gerard replied.
"Good. Have you done any tests yet?" Mr. Smith asked.
"Yes, surprisingly he and the last werewolf we had contain the same DNA variant," he explained.
Mikey had been standing off to the side talking to another man. A large folder was in his hands as well as an identical one in his companion's hands. The exchanged papers and signatures, releasing the werewolf into the hands of the AMCI. The two shook hands and Mikey walked back towards Gerard while Ray and Frank brought out Joseph Vargas. Two men stepped out of the back of the semi and took joseph from Ray and Frank and led him up the ramp and into the semi.
"I thank you and the American Mythical Creatures Institute thanks you. Until next," Mr. Smith said, shaking Gerard's hand and walking away toward an SUV parked outside the warehouse.
The doors to the semi slammed shut and the vehicle roared to life. Out front, the black SUV sped off and the semi slowly edged out of the warehouse, cautious on turning out of the doors. The four stood and waited until the vehicles were gone before they started to move.
"Anything new?" Gerard asked as the stood there.
"They've received word that Vampires have been moving along the east coast, there have been more Jersey Devil sightings, and there is some sort of coven of witches who might have moved into town," Mikey answered.
"We can't do anything about the coven unless they do something to harm the public right?" Frank asked, reassuring what he knew.
"You're right. We need to find were they meet though, so we can keep an eye on them," Gerard replied.
"And what about the Vampires and the Jersey Devil?" Ray inquired.
"Once we get a handle on the witches, then we'll just keep an eye out until they hit our town," he sighed.
"Since we need to keep an eye on them, I suggest the day is done and we go spend time in town looking for this coven," Frank smiled.
"Yeah I'm starving, let's go," Ray laughed.
Zoey and I were sitting in a both by the window of the burger shop across the street from where we work. As we were waiting for our food I noticed someone in the corner of my eye.
"Hey, do you see that guy over there? No, the one sitting by himself," I asked her.
"Yeah and?" She asked, fiddling with her straw.
"I think he's stalking me or something," I said in a hushed tone.
"Sera, seriously? You are crazy," She replied.
"I mean it! He has spent about an hour and a half in the coffee shop each morning on only one cup of coffee, and then last night he watched us lock up and me get in my car. He gives me the creeps!" I told her.
"We'll just keep an eye on him, but I don't think he's stalking you," Zoey laughed.
"And if he is, then we go to the cops," I compromised.
"And here is our food," she grinned, grabbing the ketchup.
As we ate our food quickly, I kept an eye on the man who I believed was following me. Every so often, Zoey would give me a look that would say 'stop it' or throw one of her fires at me. I just ignored the glances and ate the fries she threw at me. After leaving a twenty on the table, we stood up to leave, my eyes glancing towards the man.
"Girl, stop it!" Zoey sternly told me.
"Stop what?" Gerard asked, running into us outside the restaurant.
"Hi guys. Miss Serenity here thinks some guy is stalking her," Zoey said 'matter of fact' tone.
"Who is this guy?" Gerard asked.
"I don't know. He kinda showed up yesterday out of nowhere and seems to be watching me. It's creepy," I answered.
"What does he look like?" Ray asked.
"He's actually inside. The guy in the dark clothing and fedora," I replied, stepping away from the window, coincidently closer towards Mikey.
"We'll keep an eye on him, but if you see him again, call one of us and we'll come by," Gerard replied
"Thanks," I smiled as he handed me a slip of paper with a phone number on it.
"We've gotta go. Remember to call us later Gerard about partying tonight!" Zoey smiled.
"Will do," He smiled.
The two of us walked across the street to where our cars were still parked. The four of them kept walking down the street looking at the different stores.
"So, do you think they are meeting in a place of business or in someone's home?" Frank asked.
"I think it depends on how secure they feel about themselves," Ray thought out loud.
Ray and Frank walked ahead, continuing their conversation while Gerard and Mikey walked behind slowly having their own hushed conversation.
"That was your moment back there man!" Gerard told him.
"I just couldn't say anything. I wanted to, but I just couldn't," he sighed.
"Well, I gave her your number," Gerard smirked.
"What?" Mikey exclaimed.
"You're welcome," he replied.
"Gerard!" Frank called from up ahead.
"What!" Gerard yelled in response.
"Come see this!" He replied.
Mikey and Gerard jogged towards their two friends and stopped once they reached them. Frank nodded his head towards a building across the street. Gerard and Mikey turned to face it, shocked at what the other two found.
"Earth Element Connection," Ray read out loud.
"Now Open," Frank added, reading the banner in the window.
"Good work guys, good work," Gerard grinned.
"We have access to the cameras up there and over there," Mikey informed his brother pointing.
"Should we drop a bug in there?" Frank asked.
"Yeah. Ray, do you think you can get your brother to do it?" Gerard inquired.
"Yeah, he owes me for getting rid of that fairy infestation in his basement. Stupid little things, i got so many bites from them," Ray answered.
"Perfect," Gerard commented.
"So what is this party that was mentioned earlier?" Frank asked, pulling out his cigarettes.
"Those two were going out since it's payday and asked if we'd like to join them," Mikey explained.
"And the answer is?" Ray asked with baited breath.
"We'd call them later tonight to find out when and where," Gerard grinned.
"I hope it's at a bar and not some club. i really don't feel like dealing with douchebags tonight," Frank commented.
"We can always suggest going to a bar instead of a club," Ray chimed in.
"I second what Frank said, i don't want to be surrounded by Ed Hardy assholes," Mikey added.
"So it's settled. Bar and no club," Gerard decided.
"So, lunch?" Ray asked the others.
"It's Friday, how about pizza?" Mikey suggested.
"Bill's Pizza?" Ray added.
"Bill's Pizza!" Frank grinned.