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When I got back to the hotel Melinda ran into me, knocking me off balance. I caught myself, my feet hitting the carpet with a solid thump.

"OMIGOSH! Are you okay?" she asked squealing me tightly around my waist.

"I'm…f-fine," I struggled to say, "C-can't breathe," I gasped.

"Sorry!" she yelped, letting go quickly.

"It's cool," I breathed rubbing my ribs. She grabbed my arm and drug me to Jessica and Dean's room were the nyx and hunter waited.

"Oh my gosh, what happened!?" Jessica demanded.

"Nothing!" I shouted back.

"Why is the FBI interrogating you?" she yelled back.

"Why are we yelling!?" I took a deep breath, lowering my voice, "They weren't interrogating me. They need my help with something," I muttered.

"With what?" Dean asked.

"A theft case that…hit close to home," I said. Jessica and Melinda glanced at each other.

"What is it?"

"These jewels in my family that my mother told me about when I was a little girl… they belonged to our clans druids…to me. Well the FBI has caught up with them. If I don't get my birthright I will never achieve my full power."

Jessica looked to me, "So you are going to help them…" she said trailing off.

"Yes," I said firmly, "Jess, this is my legacy. I have to get the jewels back. They are all I have of my ancestors. Of my family."

Jessica looked at Dean then glanced at Sam who both nodded. They stepped forward.

"We know all about clinging to your family. But it could be a dangerous road-"

"If I find the crown jewels I can get rid of Typhus and be free with my ancestral magic and the deep magic I can get him out of my life," I said, I felt my walls crumbling, "I can't handle it anymore. I can't stand being hunted like I am game. Its war and I'm gonna need all my magic.

They all gathered around me, "We are here for you, Lindsey. And we will support you no matter what."

000

The next morning I dressed for "work" while my clan went their own way for the day. I sighted, slinging my bag over my shoulder. Slitherfang curled around my arm, looking just like a bracelet.

When I got outside I noticed a short bald guy with funky glasses on and a very odd aura about him waiting for me. He opened the car door for me and I chunked the bag in following after.

"Ow!" I heard, my head shot around to see Neal in the seat beside me, holding out my gag for me. I grabbed it pulling it into my lap. It was then I noticed we were going the opposite direction from the Bureau.

"Where are we going?" I asked, Neal still nursing his injured his nose.

"I think you broke my nose," he bemoaned.

"Ugh, men are such babies," I groaned rolling my eyes.

"I see what you mean about her, Neal," the little bald driver said, "she has a lot of fire in her."

"Who are you?" I asked, or rather demanded that clammed him up. I turned back to Neal.

"Let me see," I said sternly, rolling my eyes, and pulling his hands away from his face. My heart skipped a beat at how warm his skin was, how soft his hands felt, how close his perfectly beautiful face was. "It's fine, princess," I muttered, sitting back, "Now where are we goin'?" Slitherfang was getting antsy, tightening his coils on my arm.

"Peter got a lead last night on some stolen goods at a nearby warehouse. He said he'd meet us there. We're gonna go for a four man sting."

"Nn-hn, so what's with the, munchkin?" I asked. Receiving a glare from him.

"Moz, is gonna drive the truck while after you and I load it up."

"And the crown jewels?"

"One step at a time, if it all goes according to plan they will lead us to them."

"Fine," I groaned," lets rock this party."

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