There were four basic things the BPRD taught to agents-in-training. 1. Never break protocol. 2. The member of your team should be looked upon as family. That being said they are to never be abandoned unless giving specific orders or the situation is a lost cause. 3. Aim to kill, and 4. If you can't aim to kill, aim to make it hurt like an ever-loving bitch. Err... well that one was more of a revised version that her dad had taught her and Edgar, but the point still stood. Evelyn never had it in her to be a killer, she was just to maternal in nature, but you could be damn sure that if someone threatened any of her loved ones that she'd go Mother Bear on their derrière. So, a killing machine she was not, but the force of a 110 lbs, 5' 4" woman hitting you in the face with everything she has is just enough to prove to be a knock out blow. Nuada was too taken by the fact that the girl who had been said was the reason for his rebirth was standing before him in the flesh and much much older to have even noticed her swinging fist until it collided squarely with his face. Evelyn stared down at the now unconscious man before her and the only resounding thought that came through was 'Why do I feeling like this isn't the first time we've met?'

"Are you sure we shouldn't go down there I mean they've been gone for a while now and.." Gary was quickly silenced by Cartier throwing him the coldest look he could mange up from his lighting of his cigarette, "I mean it's just its been an hour and they haven't come back yet."

Cartier sighed. He was worried just as much as Gary, but for his sake and his own Cartier wouldn't show it. He knew the twins well, having been there combat train since they began training at the age of seven, and not returning to the rendez-vous point at the allotted time was not something they would do. It didn't help matters when Gary had noticed that both the twins's communication cells and the tracker collars on the dogs had gone off. A patient and cool headed man he was, but dealing with Gary for an hour plus having to call back to headquarters to report on the state of the mission and the disappearance of the twins was slowly grating at him.

"They are fine, Gary. They probably just-"

"Breaker. Breaker. Can you hear me?" With speed Gary had never even deemed possible, Cartier had unhooked with handset and had brought it up to his ear.

"Evelyn, mon dieu, where are you? We lost the signals on both your's and your brother's communicators as well as the trackers on the dogs. Where is Edgar? Is he with you? And what of the dogs?"

"They're fine. Edgars injured though and..."

"And?"

"I need you and Gary to come down here."

"Why what happened? Is Edgar seriously injured."

"No but... I think we've found what, rather who set of the wards."

One plane ride, followed by several lectures and hugs, a briefing, and a conformation on who it was exactly that they had brought back along with the added addition that apparently his sister was already at the BRPD, left a very tired and frustrated Evelyn.

"You can't do THAT!"

"Miss Sherman! I understand that you have a tendency to be overly kind of heart but I would like to remind you that this man had set out to kill the entire human race."

"He was protecting his people. I'm not condoning what he did but come on, he was only doing what any ruler would do when faced with the possibility of his people, his culture, and his way of life being wiped out. You can't tell me that that makes him deserving of something of this scale, Manning, you just can't."

"I understand Miss Sherman, believe me, but reparations must be given. If there was another way, I'd take it."

"Oh bullshit! You don't care! All you care about is staying peachy with the fat cats at Washington and keeping your nice comfy bonus and position."

"Well, then! What do you suppose we do? Relinquish hold of him to you?"

"Well, I don't see why not!"

"Miss Sherman, don't be ridiculous. We can't possibly-"

"Actually, zhat might not be zuch a bad idea."

"Superior Krauss (I forgot what his actual title from the movie was, opps), you can't be honestly suggestion?"

"I do not zee a problem with any of thiz. Mizz Evelyn haz proven on numerouz occasionz, in varying wayz to be a zkilled diplomat not only with the fae people but various racez of humanz. Zhe is capable."

"But sir-"

"HOLD UP! Look this is all nice and peachy. But I ain't letting some hack who made an attempt at my life and nearly wiped out the human race anywhere near my daughter. Uh uh. Over my dead mutilated body!"

"FATHER!"

"I underztand your concern Agent Hellboy, but precationz would be taken."

"Hmph, such as?"

"Trackerz, for one. The rezt can be worked out."

The room fell silent. It was bad enough as it was, but now the added tension was just making it worse.

"If this is a question of whether or not I'll take full responsibility for his whereabouts and actions, I will. Just please, you can't damn him for doing what anyone else in his position would've done."

"Well, zhat zettlez the matter. Evelyn will hold full rezponzibility for Nuada'z actionz provided he iz in her company or in the company of another agent at all timez and wearz a tracker. Zhat zeems fair, ja?"

When Nuada awoke again, he found himself staring up at bright, blinding lights.

"Oh! You're finally awake. Here I thought I knocked you into a coma," the softness of the voice as well as the suddenness had caused Nuada to bolt upright and towards the source of the sound. A huge mistake that was indeed. The combined feeling of all his blood rushing to his head as well as the soreness from his previous injury caused him to fall back quickly into the bed that he had been situated on. Turning his head to the right, where the voice had come from, he was met again with the sight of liquid silver.

Sitting to the right of his bed, was the girl he had seen in limbo, the girl who had grown up into a woman, the woman who had sucker punched him in the face to stop his impeding advance on her brother. There was no mistaking it, it was her, the eyes alone proved it but there was something else, something about her, something that he couldn't out a name to that assured him that it was her. She had changed much since their last meeting. Aside from the obvious markers of age such as height, the filling and stretching out of the body and face, her hair was much longer and her demeanor didn't seem as light, a sign of time and life's tests taking their toll. She was, however, just as beautiful as she was when he had seen her in limbo.

Nuada was quickly brought out of trance by the feeling of something being clamped down on his wrist. Before he could act out on his disgust at being touched by a lowly human, the girl's voice rang out.

"Oh, I should probably mention a few things. Um... yeah sorry about the tracker. I tried to convince them to give you a different one but it was either that or they said they'd put one under your skin and well, I reasoned that the former would be less of a problem with you," nervous habits died hard, and Evelyn's habit of cracking her fingers made its presence known as she spewed out the information. she sorely wished she'd had listened to her mother when she was younger and had rid her self of the habit, it just served to make everything more awkward in the silent room with the sound of the air bubbles in between her finger joints popping bouncing off the walls of the room, "Uh, heh, sorry."

"Um, so yeah aside from that there's just a few other things, like where you'll be staying and the conditions of your stay.." for a good couples of minutes Nuada lay in the bed listening to the girl-no, woman speak about all the conditions being forced upon him by the BPRD, "...its not so bad I mean you can leave and go anywhere, well almost anywhere, you want as long as you're accompanied by me or another agent. Oh, I forgot to mention your sisters here as well. She's doing fine, um, we think, well Abe and Krauss think that the bond you two shared previously was severed, hence why when you got knocked out she didn't."

Nuada stared back at the girl. All she had said seemed like a worse fate then hell but he realized that this was the alternative to whatever they had had planned for him previously, and so he'd grin and bear it at the humans tended to say.

"When will I be able to leave these quarters and move into my own?"

"Oh, well we can go right now if you feel up for it. Yeah, its no problem at. Everything is already set up. Your sister helped us get you everything you could possibly need and stuff so that you wouldn't... I'm yammering so um, you wanna go, cause we can go," Nuada in return merely nodded and rose from the bed.

The first few days were utter torment to Nuada but they had been made bearable by the presence of one certain silver eyed imp who he was made charge of. It wasn't necessarily so much his surroundings as it was the attitudes of those around him. While the girl, whom he now knew to be named Evelyn, was more than welcoming to him, her brother and parents were not so forthcoming. Though he hadn't expected much less after all he and Hellboy were not on good terms, and he had attacked Edgar. Agent Manning was an annoyance, Abraham was kind though Nuada was not on good terms with him sharing quarters with his sister, and the tin-man was around so little of the time hat he could not make any form of judgement on him.

But after a while everything around him simmered down, the other gradually opened up to him, he often found himself sparing or having conversations about weaponry with Edgar, or drinking tea with Elizabeth and his sister, and he found himself a schedule that he could bear with. One that mostly comprised of spending time with Evelyn. The words of the angel as well as the information that he had gotten out from his conversations with his sister about the girl defending him and taking on all responsibilities, did not escape him. He was indebted to her. That and he found she was actually good company. She wasn't like the others of her mother's people. She was curious but not to the extent of being overbearing and destructive, she was kind but not naive, she was intelligent without throwing about her gathered knowledge, she was so different from anyone he'd ever met, fae and human alike.

Yes, for the time being, he could manage.