Author's note: Hey guys. Glad to be back, I Just had to take a little trip out to L.A. Bailey and I are working some things out.

We were standing in the doorway when I started feeling a bit woozy.

"Here, do as you will." I said tossing Dyson my keys

"You sure about that?" Dyson replied

"Yeah, just don't do anything stupid to wreck him."

"Him?"

"The Rolls parked outside, His name is Charles, but he goes by Beast."

"Oh, he has a name."

"Yeah, and he's sentient."

"Fun."

I walked back upstairs and laid down. I was in the middle of a rather provocative dream involving Bailey, Lauren, and myself, when he showed up. He was a rather tall man, maybe six foot seven, or eight, tall gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, he was wearing a black Duran, Duran t-shirt, and a simple pair of denim jeans. His eyes were a striking Cobalt blue, and they were certainly scary.

"Hiya' Fen. Did you have to interrupt me?" I said

"Alex, as impertinent as ever. I always wanted to speak with you alone" The Wolf replied

"Why didn't you?"

"Because I am now."

"You're a dick, you know that?"

"I've been told, yes. The All-father sent me to kill you."

"No he didn't. Odin respects me, he might not like me, but he respects me, whoever gave you those orders certainly didn't respect me, otherwise they would've tried to kill me themselves."

"I know who gives me orders Creator."

"Obviously not."

"Is this the part where you tell me I don't have to kill you, that we should team up and try to find whoever sent those orders?"

"Well yes actually. I mean you can kill me if you want, but I would just come back, so not useful."

"We'll see what happens. I'll think about it. Sounds good right?"

"Sure. I suppose we'll make a deal then."

"A deal, is struck. I'll see you soon my dear."

I woke up just as soon as he said that. The wooziness was gone so I decided to go for a walk. I somehow ended up in the middle of Pack's square. Suddenly a sight in front of Pack's Tavern caught my eye. I saw… Bailey? Well, who am I to question dimensional possibilities? She looked ragged, her hair was frayed at the ends as though it was cut with a dull knife, she had to use a walking cane to stand, and her facial features were sunken, but she had a look in her eyes, a look of determination. Like she was falling apart, but was still hanging on. Or maybe like she was building herself back up.

Someone else was standing in front of her, Katherine? Bailey's beautiful wreck, always the one who got away. I moved closer to the Tavern to hear them, but stayed far enough away to not be seen.

"Bailey?" Katherine asked

"Hiya' kid." Bailey replied

"I came to ask you what's going on."

"What do you mean? Nothing's going on."

I did a quick check of Bailey's vital and came to a conclusion. "We all know that's not quite true, now don't we?" I said stepping out from behind the Tavern.

"Alex?" They both asked

"Hello darlings, always here to help." I replied

"What are you doing here?" Bailey asked

"I was in the area."

"Yeah sure you were."

"I was, and you need help."

"No I don't.'

"Yeah you do. Where's the key?"

"With someone I trust."

"Talia then."

"I hate to interrupt, but what key?" Katherine asked

"The key to Bailey's Endgame. A mixture of chemicals designed to-"

"Stop there Alex." Bailey said cutting me off

"Alright."

"I need you to promise not to tell anyone about The Endgame."

"I don't know that I can promise you that."

"You can and you will Alex."

"Fine. I promise."

"Why?" Katherine asked

"She asked me to." I replied

"That makes no sense."

"That makes perfect sense. I owe her, quite a bit in fact."

"So?"

"So, I keep my debts."

"Even though I keep telling you I'll never collect."

"That sounds familiar."