JD Dunne, one time boy sheriff of the western town of Four Corners, was bound and determined to find his lost brother. Vin had recently been freed from whatever had been draining his strength. Josiah, who was their expert in magical matters, thought that Vin had some kind of draining spell put on him on top of the curse to bind the curse and prevent it from affecting him. He buried himself one more time in the searches he had set up, only this time he searched through the databases of hospitals. "Oh good you're feeling better." His mother said as she walked in. Patricia Dunne was proud of her only son and was happy to see him buried in his beloved computer. "A letter came in the mail for you today. It looks like it's from the FBI."

JD made a face and opened the letter. As he had expected it was from a recruiter who wanted him to join the FBI. He would wait and see what Chris wanted them to do this life. Right now he had to find Vin.

Patricia smiled at the face he made and went downstairs. If JD was really ready to dive back into his computer, he would need some food before she went to work as a maid at one of the best hotels in Boston. She worked the day shift these days which was much better than the night shift she had worked since she had been out on her own. She knew that he wouldn't even begin to surface for a few hours so she made up a plate of muffins and a cup of cider which would keep until he realized that they were there. It was lucky for him that he was finally out of school. Although he had finished both high school and college early, he had never been one for sitting in a classroom. She knew why of course. He was a reincarnated soul who remembered his past lives. Having been a sheriff in the Wild West, it was hard to go back to the classroom.

She placed the plate by his computer and after kissing him on the head said, "You'll find him." And then she went off to work.

JD hoped she was right. This was hands down the worst thing that had happened since he had jumped off the stage in Four Corners over 100 years ago. It only took a few hours once he started looking through the hospital records. Vin was working in New York under the name of Martin Fitzgerald. Josiah had been right about the draining spell according to the ER report that had finally made it to the database. Why were these records so far behind? JD asked himself as he called Buck on his cell phone.

"CHRIS! JD found Vin!" Buck burst into his Alpha's living room.

"Calm down, Big Dog, so did Josiah and Ezra. I just got off the phone with them. We're headed to Houston." Chris waited for the explosion. It wasn't long in coming.

"Why in God's name are we headed to Houston for? Vin's in New York!"

"He may be in New York right now Buck but he's headed to Houston. We'll miss him if we try to catch him in New York. Call JD back and tell him to go to Josiah's. Nathan is already there. Ezra is going to just make it in time to catch Vin before he leaves work today and heads for his plane. He didn't want Vin to have to go through flying alone." Buck nodded. Vin's claustrophobia tended to vary depending upon how stressed he was at the time and Buck knew that he had to be very stressed right now. "Pack up your gear. Our flight leaves in five hours."

Anyone who knew the real Ezra Standish, rather than the masks which he presented to the world at large would have realized that he was tense. He had managed to work an invitation out of Mrs. Fitzgerald to accompany her and her husband on a trip to see their son at work. They had told him that their son 'Martin' had recently collapsed at work and was apparently too ill to come to them in Washington, although he was stubborn enough that he was still working. They intended to put an end to that and bring him back to their home to recuperate. Ezra knew for a fact that wasn't going to happen. According to Josiah, Vin was scheduled to go to Houston tonight and meet with Houston MisPer in the morning. He had checked all of the airlines and had upgraded Vin's ticket so that he would be able to sit in the seat next to his pack brother and so that Vin would have more room. There was no way that he would allow his claustrophobic pack brother to be crammed into the airplane like a sardine if he could help it.

As he stepped into the busy Missing Persons office behind Victor and Gloria Fitzgerald it was all he could do to keep his emotions in check. He couldn't however, keep the enormous grin off of his face. How ironic that Vin was working in Missing Persons when he himself had been missing for twenty six years!

"Martin!" Victor called and walked over to his son's desk.

Ezra was paying attention to the confrontation he knew was coming. There was no way that Vin, if he truly did remember, would ever respond to the name Martin. As Ezra expected Vin did not respond and Victor began to get angry. Ezra took a single look at Vin's back and knew that his pack brother was more than simply angry. There were several members of the Four Corners Pack who had what could only be called truly vicious tempers, but it was the calm ones that you had to look out for. When they let loose even Chris was known to avoid the area, either that or watch with a smile, depending upon the circumstances. This situation was one of the later.

When Victor grabbed Vin's shoulder to spin him around in his chair, Vin was ready for him. Victor ended up on the floor with Vin's gun in his face. Ezra was moving before Victor hit the floor. He alone of all the people here understood that Vin was in a killing rage. He had underestimated how angry Vin was with Victor. There was obviously some information he was missing. He picked the pocket of the agent standing closest to him and dangling the handcuffs in Vin's face, he placed his hand on the back of his pack brother's neck and began playing with the short hair there. "Do be so good as to finish arresting him or whatever it is you plan to do with the miscreant Mr. Tanner, we do have a plane to catch. Mr. Larabee will be justifiably upset with us if we are late." It was a subtle reminder of what had happened the last time Vin had killed a man and ended up in jail over the incident. Chris had not been pleased, no matter how justified the killing.

"Thanks Ez," Vin rolled Victor over on his back and handcuffed him. Ezra's hand never stopped playing with his hair throughout the process.

"How many times must I tell you ruffians that the name is Ezra? Two syllables if you please Mr. Tanner. I am sure that even you can manage that much. While I do appreciate the fact that you prefer silence to inane chatter a single syllable more isn't too much to ask."

Vin dragged Victor to his feet and shoved him at Sam. "He paid money to the man who cursed me. I gotta plane to catch." He turned to Ezra who finally dropped his hand and was swept up in a bear hug by the slightly taller man. "Missed ya, Ez," he said.

"And I missed you as well. The others have been terribly worried about you. I've taken the liberty of upgrading your ticket to first class." Ezra continued to chatter at Vin as he shut down his computer and got ready to leave the office. It didn't take long and soon they were out the door, followed by Jack and Danny who were going with them to Houston.