Well it didn't take as long as last time!


Rachel sat at her desk. She was dead tired; staying up so late and then only sleeping two and a half hours was taking its toll. Her head kept pounding, and her vision was a bit blurry. She only had about one more hour of work left, and then she could go home. She went to take a sip of her coffee only to realize it was empty.

The witch laid her head down on the desk, and was about to take a short nap. Any plans of looking into the case right now was out.

"Hey, Rachel, how are you feeling?"

Marshal was leaning against her desk facing her, smiling way to brightly for someone who had to be up early. Rachel just groaned.

"I'm fine" Rachel said shortly. She just wanted a few minuets, was that to much to ask for?!

"Well I've been meaning to ask for your help on a project of mine…." He said.

Rachel lifted her head from the tabletop; she looked at him in question. Just as Marshal was about to say something her phone went off. "One sec, just let me answer this"

She quickly reached for her phone, knocking papers and pens off the desk.

"Hello, Witches Police Force, Rachel Morgan speaking?" She grimaced at the way her voice sounded on the phone.

"Hi, Rachel, it's Ivy. I have a lead on the case." She said.

Rachel hesitated before saying anything. She was shocked that Ivy's voice still sounded so smooth and calm even over the phone. "…oh…oh yeah, right the case. For a second I was like why are you calling?" Rachel laughed nervously, "so umm…w-what was it?"

Rachel heard quiet laughter through the phone, causing her to blush. "Well I listened to the rest of your interview, and I started to look at places on the outskirts of the sector that would be prime places for a drop off, and I think I have a place." She finished.

Rachel was just nodding, and then realized Ivy couldn't see her. "Yes, yes can we go today?" She said, and then heard someone cough beside her. She glanced over, seeing Marshal still standing there, looking a bit irritated. She was just so intent on what Ivy would say she didn't even notice Marshal cross is arms in irritation.

She held up one finger to Marshal, mouthing 'one minuet'.

Ivy's voice came back through the phone "Yes, I was hoping you'd say that. Can you meet me at division rd., between vampire and human sectors? You should only have to drive for about an hour, before you hit the warehouses and such."

"Yep! I'll leave right now!" Rachel said, maybe a bit to hastily.

"Okay, I'll see you soon then…." She said "Oh! And Rachel?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't stop anywhere or for anyone after you leave your sector." Ivy said, quickly before hanging up.

Rachel put the phone her back down in the holder; she didn't think anything of the last thing Ivy said. Rachel new she didn't need to worry, she was a runner for goodness sake, she could take care of herself.

"Rachel!" Marshal said harshly.

Rachel quickly turned to look at him, realizing she completely forgot about him again.

"Right, sorry Marshal. Ivy and me are going to go look into a lead, I can't talk right now." She rushed.

Rachel grabbed her bag of charms, and then scrambled to find her cell phone. Finding it under a pile of papers. She went to rush past Marshal before turning back around. She reached past him, and snagged her keys, before turning around and leaving at a fast walk.

Marshal watched her leave, his frustration toward Ivy was growing, and she just expects Rachel to come at her beck and call he thought. Rachel's not some dog you can just call! He turned and stormed off to his office.

Rachel rushed down to her car, throwing her bag into the passenger seat. Before quickly pulling out of her spot and speeding down the road.


Rachel started seeing buildings coming up, the industrial area was up and running. She could see people, or vampires working. The sun had already started to set, and the streetlights were on.

She new that vampires slept for most of the day but still, she couldn't wrap her head around, anyone wanting to work late into the night. It was already five pm and they hadn't been at there work day for very long.

Rachel looked at her phone. A text from Ivy telling her the directions was displayed across the screen. She glanced back up, searching the street signs, before seeing the one she needed to turn off onto.

The street was quiet, almost deserted unlike the other roads she had been on previously. She saw a few vampires; glance up at her as she drove by.

She was beginning to feel nervous, she knew it should only be a few more minutes before she would get there. But the distance between the lights were growing larger, and the people she did see seemed a bit shady in her opinion.

She turned down one more side street before seeing a black motorcycle parked on the side of the road. She new Ivy had said she road one, but where was Ivy?

Rachel pulled her car behind the bike. She grabbed her bag, and pulled out her splat gone, before slowly exiting her car. She walked toward the motorcycle. Rachel couldn't hear any sounds that would indicate another person. She walked past the bike, closer to the buildings. Right as she was about to try one of the handles on the door, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Quickly spinning around and bringing her splat gun up she came face to face with Ivy. She was about to let out a noise when Ivy's hand came up and covered her mouth.

Rachel looked at her confused. Ivy just removed her hand and made a motion with her hand to remain silent. She moved silently back around the corner of the building, only glancing back quickly to see if Rachel was following.

Rachel moved forward, she took her bag and put it across her shoulders so it wouldn't slip. She had her splat gun held tightly in her right hand, and slipped into the shadows.

Rachel could just make out Ivy's shape in the darkness. She seemed to blend so well into the gloom that you would have never known she was there unless she let you know.

They came to the end of the alleyway between the two buildings. Ivy slowed down, and peered across the street. Rachel followed Ivy's eyes, and peered into the gloom of the street as well.

She could just make out the shapes of people coming in and out of one of the smaller warehouses. She could see a large van parked out front. The street lamp down the road flickered, causing the red head to tense up.

She moved closer to Ivy, and leaned up toward her ear.

"Ivy, those are the drugs!" She whispered.

Ivy remained completely still, hadn't moved a muscle since Rachel had leaned toward her. Rachel remained close, waiting for some sort of response.

"Shouldn't we be doing something?" Rachel hissed.

Ivy just shook her head. She inched back into the alley more before turning to Rachel.

"We need to get across the street." She whispered.

Rachel turned her head, out to the street again. "What part? We'd be out in the open if we crossed it."

She pointed up onto the roof. "There is a small crane right there. It's spanning the width of the street. All I have to do is climb up to the roof and cross it. Then I'm on top of the building they are loading the drugs into."

"Wait, you said 'I' we're a team Ivy, I go with you! And it sounds like a good plan…but can't we just storm across there and just take them and their drugs?" She said quietly. "Wouldn't that be easier then all this sneaking?"

Ivy raised her eyebrow in response to my question. "Well, if 'we' did that then how would we know where the drugs are being shipped to. Plus we don't know if they are doing anything illegal for all we know they are shipping tomatoes to the humans for the fun of it" Ivy said with a bit of a smirk.

I snickered to myself. The idea of tomatoes being shipped to the humans would be a disastrous.

She smiled again, before turning and walking back down the alley. "There is a ladder that leads up to the roof over her."

Rachel scurried after her. Ivy started climbing up the ladder first. The witch watched her climb intently, and couldn't help but think back to her original thought of Ivy being hot. She was drawn out of her trance when she small a small rock hit her head.

She glanced up to see Ivy leaning over the edge, pointing at the ladder.

Rachel put her splat gun back in her bag. She reached out her hands and put them on a rung before pulling her self up the ladder.

She reached the top and reached one hand out to grab hold of something. Her hand felt around aimlessly before she felt Ivy grab her hand and pull her the rest of the way up.

Rachel's hart sped up, though she attributed it to being pulled up onto a roof when you she was only holding onto one hand.

Her feet came into contact with the roof, before she fully new what had happened.

She looked up at Ivy with a glare on her face "tell me before you do something like that again!" She hissed.

Rachel saw the corner of her mouth twitch right before she spun around and started striding toward the front of the building.

Rachel huffed. She picked her way across the roof. Attempting to avoid any icy parts, and slipping, make her look like a complete ditz in front of Ivy.

She saw the crane Ivy was talking about several feet away. She wasn't sure how exactly Ivy thought they were going to get onto it. Until she saw Ivy run and then leap across the gap before safely landing on the platform.

Rachel just looked back down at the gap before looking across it again.

She backed up, before taking a deep breath and running toward the edge. She pushed off as hard as she could, her arms flailing as she flew across the gap.

Her right foot hit the edge, she brought her other foot forward but her right on slipped she reached out and grabbed the railing and held on for all she was worth. She heard someone stand in front of her.

"Rachel you can open your eyes now."

Rachel's eyes snapped open, having not even realized she closed them. She pulled herself over the railing.

She looked down into the street, seeing that most of the men were in the building. And the ones that weren't were just standing by the van smoking.

The witch smiled to herself. Her recent activity making her feel like a ninja she turned to tell Ivy what she thought only to realize she wasn't there.

"grrr" Rachel growled. Why does she keep doing that to me!

She turned away from the street again, and walked along the crane.

A strong breeze blew against her, causing her to shiver. She buttoned up her coat all the way up to her neck, as she walked.

This side of the crane was not very far away from this building; it didn't take much for her to get across.

Her boots were making a clanking noise against the roof so she crouched down and crawled toward the skylight.

She peered down through the glance. Her first sight was of a man pointing at things, she could hear him yelling through the glass, but she couldn't make out what he was saying.


Denton was pacing around inside the building. After seeing the boss he had to make sure this went right. He couldn't afford to lose more of the goods.

Mid pace, he heard a crash; spinning around he saw that one of the guy's had dropped a box.

Denton stormed over to them. "Watch what you are doing!" He practically screamed.

He pointed at the box "this costs more then your life! Don't drop it again!" He yelled.

Denton spun around when he heard a scratch coming from the roof. He looked up, and saw someone peering down at him.

They saw him looking and disappeared from view.

Spinning to his men once again "someone was watching us! They are on the roof!" He reached down to his waist and grabbed a gun before sprinting outside.