Hey sorry the last chapter was so short. As a thank you to ExtremeRainbowRaiderPrincess who reviewed like a crazy person, I decided to put up two chapters instead of one. Thanks so much for the reviews!

~3rd Person~
Mike's worst fears were realized as Orton and the others vanished, Dodger along with them.

He wrenched out of John's grip, fuming.

"HOW COULD YOU LET HIM TAKE HER?"

"She was protecting you," John answered simply. "She was protecting us all," he added, looking very pointedly at Phil.

Mike reeled on Matt, grabbing him by his shirt.

"Tell me you know where they are. Tell me you know where to find her," he demanded, shaking the other man roughly.

Matt nodded, so shocked at his old friend's behaviour that he couldn't manage words.

"Where? Where is she then?"

"I theenk you're being a beet too rash. We'll need a plan before we try to go after Orton," a new, accented voice threw in.

Mike stood dumbfounded as he took in the appearance of their new visitor.

She had long, white-blonde hair that fell to her mid-back.

She stood about half a foot shorter than him, and had deep sultry brown eyes.

Mike was completely starstruck.

If he didn't believe in love at first sight before, he certainly did now.

Matt nudged him slightly, clearing his throat.

"Long time no see, Maryse."

"Ees your friend alrigh'?" she asked, looking at Matt.

He shrugged, not really sure himself.

"What brings you back to Chicago, Ryse?"

"A few theengs. Mostlee your broadcas'. Can I be of anee help?"

"You can help us figure out a plan to get Dodger back," Phil answered, determined to bring her home safely.

"I theenk I alreadee know 'ow," Maryse said, a smile coming to her flawless face.

Daylin scowled.

She already didn't like this woman.

There was no reason behind it; it was just one of those feelings that can't be controlled.

Mike, on the other hand, was smitten.

This girl was going to be his if he had any say in the matter.

"MATT!" Adam cried. "Tell me you brought the first aid kit," he pleaded, cradling Jeff in his arms.

A panicked look crossed Matt's face as he ran to his car to get it.

"Shh," Adam whispered, kissing his boyfriend's icy cold forehead.

Something was definitely wrong.

Matt raced to his brother's side, opening the kit.

"What happened? Where's he hurt?"

Adam very gently tilted Jeff's head, showing a large, bloody gash in the side of his neck.

Matt blanched.

"He wasn't...Bautista didn't..."

Adam merely nodded, not taking his eyes off the love of his life.

Daylin covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she watched her dying friend.

John hesitated a second before pulling her into his arms and whispering comforting words to her.

"Matt," Phil said softly. "You know there's nothing we can do. He just needs to be left alone so he can...change."

Adam sprung to his feet, pinning Phil viciously against the wall.

"I'm not leaving him alone," he bellowed, a strange fire in his eyes. "He needs me! He needs me..."

Phil caught him gently as he collapsed to his knees, sobbing.

"What he needs right now is for everyone he loves to be as far away from him as possible. He won't be in his right mind for a couple days."

Phil lifted Adam's chin, looking into his eyes.

"He would never forgive himself if he hurt you," he continued. "I need you to trust me."

Adam nodded, hugging Phil tightly.

"Thank you."