Evelyn sighs, browsing the various books and jars and ingredients on the shelf. She turns back to Bob.. "Again, What am I looking for?"

"Brown leathery older than time book, with a tarnished buckle?"

Her face changes, grumbling that all the books are brown leathery and old. Evelyn settles her hand on such book and pulls it down, dust becomes unsettled and makes her eyes water. "And you're sure this will work?"

Bob gives the woman a look. "Does A Bear Shit the Woods, my Dear?"

She smiles and giggles, placing the book in her bag. "I trust you." She digs further into the bag, pulling out a novel. "Here is part one, you'll get part two after I confirm it works."

Bob chatters with glee, his eyes changing brightness. She shakes her head. Murphy wanted to dig around in her past, sure. She could muck around just the same. Stupid Woman. Couldn't leave well enough alone could she? Had to dig up not only patient medical records but closed cases and dropped charges? Nothing that could hurt her per se, but the short menace needs to mind her own mother-fucking business. Evelyn heads back upstairs, shutting the door to her boyfriend's lair quietly. She sets her bag by the door, slipping quietly back to the bedroom.

She kisses her boyfriend's temple, whispering softly. "Wake up sleepy head..." She slides a hand into his pants, touching him softly. "I came over just to help you out... and you're sleeping on the job!"

Harry grins, waking up instantly, his vision was cloudy for a moment or two. Soon his beautiful girlfriend comes into clear view. "Well hey there love. Is it THAT time already?" He grins at her, then looks at the clock, it was late afternoon. "Crap! Murphy will kill me if I don't start on her case. Ugh..." Harry covers his face with his pillow. "Can't she find another wizard right now? I'm sure she can wait another day or so."

"Yeah, and The White Council will show up today and beg you to take over as Blackstaff! Oh, and Morgan will apologize for years of stalking and unwarranted accusation!" Evelyn laughs and pulls the pillow from his face. She kisses his lips softly before pulling him up out of bed. She goes over to his dresser, finding what's clean and what isn't. She shakes her head, pulling out his "dark side" undies.

Dresden looks at her and shrugs. "As if you can resist the dark side!" He uses his Darth Vader voice. "Join me, and together we'll conquer the galaxy!" He grins, walking over to her, his arms wrap around her waist.

She presses back against him, grinning wildly. "Is that a light-saber in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"

Harry blushes. His hands travel up her body, groping her. "Do you think you can handle it? The Force is strong within me, and I can make it strong within you."

Evelyn turns around to face him, her lips inches from his. She stares seductively at him, her tongue just barely touching his lips. "Shower... Now." She turns away from him, resuming her search for a clean shirt. Is she didn't get him up and moving before Murphy called him, she knew Murphy would just passive-aggressively blame the girlfriend. I mean, who wouldn't? The delay WOULD be all Evelyn's fault. But, come on! What person in their right mind could pass up a chance at World Domination with the infamous Darth Vader, Wizard of Chicago... Well, Bedroom Domination at least.

Harry grins, then kisses her neck before heading to his bathroom. He closes the door over and starts the shower. The water was freezing against his skin, he hated his shower but it was better than smelling terrible all the time. He rests his head against the wall, thinking. She lays out his clothes, leaving the bedroom for the kitchen. Mouse looks up at her, coming to nudge her leg. Evelyn almost tumbles over, not ready for THE BEAR to paw at her. She feeds the large animal, patting its stomach. He steps out of the shower, drying off. He wraps the towel around his waist, heading back into the bedroom. Harry takes a minutes to look himself over in the mirror, he'd been looking better these days, it probably helped that he had a woman to keep impressing. She sits on the floor with Mouse, the animal munching happily on his food. She rubs the dogs ears, wondering how such a beautiful and smart animal takes such good care of a creature like Dresden.

Evelyn smiles, kissing his head as she stands, hearing the shower stop. She calls out. "Clothes are on the bed!"

Harry looks over at his bed, and grins. He dresses quickly, then heads out into the kitchen. He looks down to see a happy and well fed Mouse. "Keep feeding him like that and he'll never leave you alone." He laughs, bending down to kiss her. "Just like me."

She kisses him back, slowly and deliberately. Evelyn breaks from him and nuzzles him. "Well, I've never had a pet. So that's okay." She squeezes him with a hug. "So, back to business!"

He smirks, then sits down at his kitchen table, going over the files. Harry rubs his temples as he scans over the information. Four victims, four missing hearts. Torn from the chest, everything else remains intact. "Damn... Heart-Eaters... hopefully just one." He sets the files down, thinking. "Ever seen a Heart-Eater before, love?"

Evelyn raises an eyebrow. "Heart-EATER? How do you know this thing eats hearts?" She reads over his shoulder, eying the profiles of victims. "There's a lucrative market for organs in Chicago... How do we know these aren't just random harvests?" Because Normal Crime doesn't happen in Chicago.

Harry chuckles in response. "Notice something about the victims? There is a huge hole in their chests, some kind of penetration. I'm betting if we look closely, we'll see the marks left by their teeth around the perimeter of the wound." Heart-Eaters, nasty buggers. Slender lizard like creatures with necks like worms. Their heads remind me of the Aliens from the Predator movies... They're nasty, and mean. Blind too, but they can smell your blood and hear the beating of your heart from a mile away.

Evelyn frowns, tracing the picture of the autopsy report. "But the recent victim... The heart looks as if it were CUT from the victim's chest." She skims through the report a little more. And the time of death was given about 6 hours before the cops were able to find the body... She was murdered in daylight! Heart-Eaters tend to hunt in the night since they are in fact blind." She leans in closer, reading more. Her breasts rest on his shoulder.

Harry rests his head to the side, laying them on her breasts. This was bad, Heart-Eaters, are some of the deadliest creatures in the super natural world. He'd only read about them in books, but there wasn't much information on them, probably a result of no one ever surviving an encounter. "Great... I'm going to die on this case." He looks up at her from where his head rested.

She looks down at him, smirking. "Comfortable?" She kisses his forehead. She jumps, a sudden knocking ruining their moment. Evelyn's smirk sours into annoyance and anger. "Well Gee, I wonder who that is!"

Harry growls, their moment gone. "What is it with people these days?" He gets up going over to the door. He unlocks it, the door creaks upon opening. There in the doorway, was Murphy, of course it was. "Oh, heya Murphy. What's up?"

Murphy walks into the apartment. "I've come to check on that case, Dresd- What is she doing here?" Murphy eyes Evelyn. Evelyn gives Murphy a smirk. The room drops 10 degrees instantly, climbing down the thermometer ever so slowly. The two women exchange angry glares, Evelyn careful not to start a soul-gaze with the angry little cop. She had only an inch on Murphy.

Evelyn slowly changes her smirk to a 'killing you with kindness instead of an axe because my boyfriend thinks you should live' kind of smile. She speaks in a frustratingly, calm tone. "I'm helping Dresden consult on your case, ."

Harry clears his throat loudly. "So... uh, that case I think I know who the killer is, well I think I know what it is." He walks around the room, strategically placing himself between Evelyn and Murphy. He hands the files back to Murphy. "It's called a Heart-Eater, for lack of a more impossible to pronounce name. It eats hearts, but latching onto the victims chest, biting and impaling them with a secondary mini jaw equipped with a spear like tongue. Or so I've heard. No one's ever lived to talk about it."

Evelyn smiles evilly behind Dresden's back. For a moment, her eyes slip to a darker blue then quickly back to their normal shade. Murphy's jaw tightens and she lowers her voice. "Dresden... Can I speak to you...alone?" She glares right at Evelyn. Evelyn shrugs as she turns and heads back to bedroom to give them privacy.

He watches his girlfriend leave the room, as "requested" . "Ya know, you could be a little friendlier to her. She's here to stay. Anyways, what did you need to say?"

Lt. Karrin Murphy's eyes soften for a second, feeling hurt for a moment. She straightens up and its gone. 'I did some digging on her, and just hear me out Dresden. That Woman... is dangerous. She's not a saint." Murphy tries to level with the Wizard, knowing it was putting what was left of their relationship on the edge. "Problems as a child, in and out of mental institutions... mysterious school fires... A few cases, however they were always mysteriously dropped for lack of evidence…and witnesses... She's just suspicious. I just... need you to be careful. I didn't find some hardcore evidence, but... some rumors about her... work for Macrone."

Harry plops down on his couch, listening intently. "What kind of work?" He rests his head on his hands.

She sighs, rubbing her eyes. "She's a killer. An assassin. Not just that. She makes accidents happen... but worst of all..." Murphy lowers her voice. "She's his top torturer."

He raises an eyebrow at that last statement, the others didn't bother him as much as the last part. "Torturer?"

Murphy nods, her voice grave. "We've been trying for years to nab her... but just little bits of info trickle down to us when they want us to hear about it..." She sighs. "It makes the bureau look like an idiot... But yes, sources have told us... Marcone's favorite torturer. Not just for information, either. When Marcone wants a message sent, he calls for her. She's worked for plenty of crime bosses... But has allegedly been with Marcone for the longest... been with him." Murphy, pauses, searching Dresden's face for... well, something. She sighs.

Harry sits there still thinking. He exhales slowly. I'll talk to her about it... there are worse things out there besides an assassin. "Look, I'll talk to her about it, for all I know, she's trying to start a new life, away from all that."

Murphy makes a strange face, somewhere between anger, disbelief, and absurdity. "Talk to her about it? She'll kill you, Dresden."

Harry laughs, it was a hilarious visual. Hey baby, I hear you're a psycho torturer hit-man ninja. "I'm a Wizard Murph, I can protect myself, most of the time. She won't attack me, she isn't like that. She's had PLENTY of opportunities to kill me if she wanted to."

Murphy sighs, knowing its best to just let it go. "Okay... You do that. But Dresden..." She searches his face one last time. "Be careful." She collects the files and leaves."

He nods, getting up from the couch. "You too Murph. There are darker things out there than her, and one of them is killing innocent people..." Harry watches her leave, then heads to the bedroom. He knocks.

Evelyn lays on the bed, looking up to the door. "Come in?" She smiles at her boyfriend, sitting up. "Hey there Handsome... All done playing Cops and Robbers?"

He grins, walking over to her. "Yup, all done for the day. Murphy just left." He thinks about what Murphy told him, then shakes his head, pushing it aside. "Did you miss me?"

She blushes. "I was counting the moments" She pulls him down onto the bed him on top of her. "Now that Murphy is gone..."

Harry blushes, then presses his lips to hers. Now they could have a little peace. He kisses down her neck, biting her after each gentle kiss.

Evelyn moans softly, her hands slipping under his shirt. "So... what did Murphy have to talk to you about...?"

He nibbles at her collarbone. "She's worried about the case, it don't look like it's going to be an easy one." His tongue travels up her neck until he reaches her ear.

She shivers, her hands working their way into his pants. She unbuttons them slowly, taking her time with the zipper. "She doesn't like me much..."

Harry bites her again. "She doesn't like any woman that I bring home that isn't her."

She laughs softly, her hands caressing him through his boxers. "And here I thought I was special! But why talk about the case without me? She could use two opinions..."

He moans softly, ceasing all movement and letting her do as she pleases. "She doesn't like you remember? I doubt she'd want to hear your opinion, let alone mine agreeing with yours."

She lets the subject drop, but sees he's uncomfortable. She bypasses his boxers now, her flesh touching his. Evelyn kisses his neck softly. "Is there something wrong, love?"

Harry lets out another soft moan. "She's... been digging up information on you, as I knew she would. Anything you want to tell me?"

She freezes, her hand withdrawing from his pants. She sits up, suddenly. "...what all did she tell you?"

He sits at the edge of the bed. "She told me a few things. Like you've had a troubled childhood, but who hasn't?... burned down schools, charges mysteriously dropped. What really stuck was when she mentioned Marcone. I knew you were a hit-man, and you probably worked all sorts of jobs. But Murphy said it was rumors, but you're Marcone's favorite Torturer?"

Evelyn chews her lip, thinking. She sighs, fiddling with her ring... worrying. "I didn't think I was his favorite..."

Harry looks over to her. "So it's true then? Look, that doesn't bother me so much because you admit to it. But Murphy thinks you may still be working for him, or that you're going to hurt me."

She climbs over to him, wrapping her arms around him. "I would never hurt you, Harry..." She speaks quietly. "I really care for you too much... Yes, I was a torturer... not just for Marcone... but for a few notable crime bosses." She sighs, her chin resting on his shoulder. "It was just something I was good at." Evelyn's hands slide into his shirt again, seeking warmth and comfort. "But I never used my magik in my work... nor did any of them NOT deserve what I gave them..." She kisses his neck slowly. "I'm sorry for not telling you... but that's not everyday conversation. 'Hey honey, by the way, I'm not only a hit-man for everybody's favorite Chicago mob boss, but I'm also the World's best torturer and have worked for many infamous characters...' "She holds him tight.

He turns, wrapping his arms around her. "It's Alright love. I trust you, know you won't hurt me. It's alright." Harry kisses her softly.

Evelyn cracks a smile and kisses him deeply. When they part, she whispers softly. "I love you..."

Harry blushes. "I love you too Evelyn..." He holds her tight, kissing her once more.

::A Week Later::

Evelyn smiles at she knocks on the door to her boyfriend's apartment. The new bundle of joy squirming in her arms. She shuffles the pod of wiggle from arm to arm, knocking again. She frowns, hearing quiet voices from under the door. Now who would visit Harry so late? ...Everybody. She knocks once more.

Harry turns, hearing the door. "Hey I'll be right back, Molly." He gets up walking towards the door. He opens the door seeing the best thing he's seen all day. "Well hey there beautiful." He kisses her softly. "Come in, come in."

She comes in, smiling brightly. "You'll never guess what I found in a dumpster!" Evelyn presents to him a large bundle cloth, it wiggles. A small whine comes from within in the swaddle.

He blinks. "What is it? A stray cat?" He reaches out to the wrapped creature, pulling the cloth apart.

A fluffy black mass pokes its head out, it's wide yellow eyes and sharp canines glistening. It licks the nose of the strange male human before him, giving an affirmative yap: yup, he's real alright. He tastes like it. His tail thumps against Evelyn.

"It's a Puppy! A Wolf Puppy!" She beams, pulling the adorable creature close to her chest with love. "Isn't he just the cutest! I found him cowering in a dumpster and licking an old pizza crust!" She cuddles the animal. "I brought him to the nearest shelter first but realized he'd be put down." She brings the wolf pup's face close to her, touching their noses. She smiles. "Boop!" She looks at her boyfriend, pouting. "How could I let them put down such an adorable face!?"

The animal rests it's head on his new owner's breasts, feeling warm. The scent of another dog wisps into his nostrils. Hmm. Another dog?

Harry smiles then sees Mouse get up from his spot in front of the couch. He runs over, his heavy paws thundering through the room. He looks up at the black ball of fur, sniffing him. Harry blinks. "OH... do you think they'll get along...?"

The black ball of fur gets curious, wriggling free of the female's arms and hopping to the floor. He stares up at the large dog in front of him. He yaps, wondering what the hell kind of breed was that. Mouse stares down at the little runt, curious of its spunk. The little Wolf charges the bigger animal with his teeth bared, ready to show him who's the boss. Mouse puts his paw down, smushing the little wolf easily... and establishing that, HE'S THE BOSS. The little animal soon gives up and settles for being second in command.

Evelyn giggles. "I think they'll do just fine."

Harry, laughs picking up the little wolf. "Yeah, Mouse is kinda a big dog, too big for you to pick fights with little guy." He turns to his lovely girlfriend. "So, since you're keeping him, you got a name for him?"

Evelyn gives her boyfriend a peck on the cheek. "Wolfshade. Like the song." She calls for her new puppy, cooing Wolfshade and baby talk. The rambunctious Wolfshade jumps from Harry and scampers to his new owner, looking up. She scoops him up. "I figured Mouse could tell me if he's worth keeping. So, Harry, what are you up to?" She hears Bob's cackle from the basement, suddenly remembering the part two to the novel series she owed him.

He smiles. "That's a great name I think. And Nothing really..."

Molly comes bursting up from the basement. "Harry! what is taking you so lo- Oh hi."

Harry nods to Molly. "I was catching up with Molls for a bit."

Evelyn blushes, feeling awkward she intruded on their catch-up time... whatever that was. "Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt"

Wolfshade squirms from her arms again, bounding right up to Molly in his puppy stupor. He yaps, wanting to be picked up. This Human had boobies also. He liked those. Molly cuddles the little animal, going on and on about how adorable he was and how she was going to steal him. Evelyn comes over to her, scratching the puppy's belly and adding to the conversation obsessing with puppy cuteness. It was the first time the two women weren't trading hidden insults and catfight inducing glares. Mouse looks up at Harry, slightly annoyed. Human... We've been replaced!

He looks down to Mouse, having been snapped out of his daze. "Oh sorry Mouse... I was.. erm... distracted. But yes... yes we have." He rolls his eyes, then looks at the girls, his girlfriend, and his apprentice. It's good to see them not wanting to kill each other, maybe it's a sign.

Mouse, shakes his fur out, muttering. Don't count on it. Human females and Canine Females are all the same, Owner.

Molly and Evelyn finishes ogling over the newest fuzzy animal. Evelyn manages to tear herself away long enough to grab her bag. "Oh, I owe Bob something for a bet we made... Be right back." *She descends the stairs to the lair.

Harry raises his eyebrow as she heads downstairs. He looks over to Molly. "She made a bet with Bob? Any idea on what it was?" He pets Mouse.

Molly looks at Dresden and shrugs. "I dunno. Bob is always kinda... distracted when I'm around."

Harry rubs his chin, then decides to let it go for now. He figured he could bring it up later when him and Evelyn are alone. Oh well...

Evelyn delivers the second installment to the series, Bob doing skull back-flips.

"So it worked?" Bob vibrated.

"Like a Charm. From what I hear, she's been terrified out of her skull. No offense." Evelyn watched his eyes flicker in amusement.

Bob's eyes glow brighter, happy to help. "I love when my expertise and advice is actually taken."

She smiles, throwing the bag over her shoulder. Her smile turns a little dark, her evil poking through holes in her mask. "Oh Bob... You certainly give the best advice." She heads back up the stairs, leaving a somewhat perturbed Bob to his vices.

Evelyn tucks her evil smile away, replacing it with her Award-Winning Miss America Smile. She moves over to Dresden, playing her lips to his cheek. She was feeling frisky now. Molly still cradles the now sleeping Wolfshade, who was busy getting the jump on his 12 hour puppy nap. She looks at Evelyn, a suspicious cold feeling creeping up her spine. Yes, what exactly did her and Bob have to 'bet' on? She chews her lip, thinking. Maybe she could sight her while she was distracted... or alone... Evelyn flashes her smile to Molly, knowing it would infuriate her just because, it was... well Molly. And besides, it was the kind of cheesing-it that made people want to kick your teeth in. Everyone of course, except her lover. She nuzzles his neck, hugging him.

She stretches. "Well, I had better get going then and let you two get back to... talking." She takes a step towards Molly to pick up her new addition to her family before Molly makes her decision.

"Oh no, it's okay. I was just leaving. Hey, Harry, could you go get my bag downstairs? I wouldn't want to wake the sleeping beast with razor teeth!" Molly looks down at the cute puppy.

Harry nods. "Of course, I'll be right back." He could feel the tension in the room as he headed into the lab once more. He finds Molly's bag sitting on the table where she left it. "Ah, here it is".

Molly makes a quick choice, her sight opening. She clutches the puppy tighter. There was Evelyn, White Crystal-Winged Angel... dripping, no oozing darkness from her Wings and eyes. It tainted and spread across the armor she was wearing, tarnishing the glossy finish with crackled red and black charcoal reminiscent of the fiery pits of hell. A black, snake formed of mist wound its way up her leg and to her shoulder. Molly would later swear that the snake was whispering, its black scales glittering and shimmering golden yellow then rouging black... as if to say it were her conscious fighting the impulse to be evil and the call to be good. Her hair becomes longer, and somehow whiter. Evelyn's body stands rigid, feeling Molly see her. For once, she drops her mask completely and favors Molly with truly evil smile- one that could be seen by those without the magical sight. She blinks a few times, her eyes simmering between their typical icy blue angel eyes and white-out irises. Her right hand twitches, fire striking up. But her left hand moves out in front of her a light forming in the palm of her hand, blinding the Wizard Apprentice. Molly gives a little gasp, turning pale and closing her sight off immediately. She takes a subconscious step back.

Evelyn's smile grows a little cold, almost as cold as the room. "See something you like, Molly?" Molly just glares at the Woman, unable to fathom words. "Don't worry, Molly. I'll keep this just between us. It'll be our secret." For some reason, Molly nodded with her mouth agape. As if she were agreeing to keep some girly-girl secret whispered into her ear at some teenage slumber party. The whole encounter lasted a second, but it would remain engrained into her mind for eternity.

Harry comes up through the door, closing it behind him. "Here you go Molly, it was right where you left it." He smiles, then looks at them. His living room felt oddly colder for a moment.

Molly sets the puppy down, moving to take the bag from Harry without taking her eyes off Evelyn. She skitters out of the apartment, happy to put distance between her and... that... thing. She had to retreat.

Evelyn smiles at Harry, her smile warm and inviting. "Nothing Love... just Girl talk."