Cal's POV

Isabelle just gaped at us, but I guess I would've as well if I was in her shoes.

"There's more of you!?" She shouted at Seth, making Fenrir's eyes snap over to her location with his ears back. "How many more nephilim are there in the world, and why do I seem to end up as their babysitter?" The white haired woman muttered under her breath. I saw Seth's smile slide off his face as he watched her grumble.

"Don't let Father or Shawn hear you use that word. Father might be the Archangel of Healing, but he has a nasty temper. Shawn's just as bad, and you know it." Seth shook his head as he looked over at me. "My twin," he said when he noticed my confusion. I blinked with surprise on my face. "I know. It's rare if there is more then one child that comes from the union of angel and human, twins are practically unheard of, but when your father is Raphael…" He trailed off with a shrug.

It was hard for humans and angels to have kids together. Not only was it forbidden, but it can be very hard on the human parent. Especially if it's a human mother. The pregnancy is very risky, and many women that bare halflings become sterile after giving birth. Sometimes the strain of carrying half of a divine being causes both the mother and the baby to die. Most of the time the child survives at the cost of the mother's life. My dad was one of the lucky ones to keep his mother.

"Huh. That makes since," I said. Raphael would have no trouble making sure that his twins and their mother live during birth and pregnancy. "Where is your brother? I'd like to meet him." The auburn man snickered with that easygoing smile of his. He leaned back on the chair and propped his feet up on the bed by my knees. His arms crossed his chest, and we ignored the reaper pacing while muttering.

"Shawn is looking over your friend right now. He should be-" There was a loud bang that made me flinch. Seth just rolled his eyes as Isabelle glared at the door. I peered around my new found cousin to see an exact copy of the man stomp into the room. They're even dressed the same way! The only difference I could see was the hair color of the twin. Seth had a very dark red, but Shawn's hair was the color of rust.

He marched over to the auburn haired man and gripped the back of his chair. Seth was pulled back to that only the two back legs were still on the floor. He looked up into the thunderous expression of his brother with a smirk on his face. Shawn just glared harder at his brother, and I bit my lip to keep quiet. Fenrir just stared at the newcomer, but in the end, he dismissed both brothers as a threat.

"Is something wrong, brother mine?" Seth asked in a calm voice. "You look a little…frustrated." His question was just met by a growl. The darker haired twin cocked his head to the side in what looked like mock confusion. Before the halfling could ask another question, the other male pulled on the chair again. This made Seth flail a bit at the unexpected shift, and his eyes widened to show his surprise.

The other just let out a shout and yanked his brother off the chair. I blinked as I watched the two scuffle on the floor, each doing their best to pin the other down. As they rolled around, I looked up to the other woman in the room. She had her hand covering her face, pinching the bridge of her nose. My eyes followed the pair on the floor again before I threw Isabelle a question over the noise the brothers were making.

"Are they always like this?" I smiled at the scene. After being by myself for weeks on end, it was nice to see rambunctiousness again. Adrian was a force all on his own, and there were several times during the day when he would get clumsy or something. There were times when I thought he did it on purpose just to see me smile or hear me laugh. A sudden flash of longing pierced me, and I dug my fingers in the russet fur of the wolf still resting on my lap.

"Several times a day at least. You wouldn't believe how many tea sets have been broken thanks to these two. My unit had to form another financial account to pay for any damages the Twins cause when they gat like this." The wrestling match had migrated further in the room, and the white haired reaper had walked over to stand next to the bed to avoid getting pulled in. She glanced over at me with an appraising glint in her duel iris eye.

"So…you're the one that managed to tame the legendary grim reaper?" I turned my attention to her with a puzzled frown, but I nodded anyway. She shook her head with a small smile. "After what happened to him, I never thought he would find happiness again. You better guard his heart well. It would destroy him if anything happened to you. Knox and several of my subordinates have told me how close he came to snapping when you were taken."

"What do you mean again? I don't understand." Frustration seeped into my tone when I asked her. "I'm tired of only getting pieces. Adrian has never told me anything of importance of his past, and everyone else has been hinting about it since I've been captured! It like every person is rubbing a deep secret in my face, and I want it to stop! Christopher has even said something! I want the whole story!" The whole room had gone silent after I had finished shouting.

"You are definitely pregnant if that mood swing was any clue." One of the brothers spoke up from their pile. I glared in their direction, and both of them flinched at my gaze. Seth and Shawn slowly moved to separate and straighten their clothes. I could have sworn that Isabelle choked back a snicker at how subdued the halflings were behaving.

"Sorry, Cal. My brother often speaks without thought. Ow! You know it's true!" Seth snapped at his twin as he moved out of the way from another kick to the shin. "Anyway…" He pulled at his lab coat as he gave his brother a side glare. "Your mate should be here soon. After Ronald Knox explained everything, one of our coworkers was sent out to find him. We're about an hour north of Oxford, so it will be awhile. Ask him when he gets here. It's his story to tell, not ours."

Those words brought to mind how I met Adrian long ago when he rescued me from dying in a graveyard from blood loss. He trusted me to tell him my story when I felt comfortable, and I tried to do the same for him. However, it looked like I'll have to force it out of him. I bit my lip as I forced myself to relax. When that reaper shows his face, I vowed to grab him by his ridiculously silky hair and strangle him if he doesn't tell me what happened to him and this girl Tisha.

After I kiss him senseless first!

Shawn and Seth looked relieved when they noticed the lack of hostility. Both males had grins on their faces as they walked over to me. The reaper huffed when she was asked to leave the room for some family bonding, but she did without complaint. Seth clapped a hand down on his twin's shoulder and shoved him to go around the bed while he plopped back down in his chair. The lighter haired male dragged another chair to sit on my other side.

"Cal, this is my younger brother. Shawn, this is Cal. Uncle Zion's granddaughter." Shawn made a face at the darker haired man at being called the younger sibling, but he smiled at me as he held out his hand. His grip was very strong, but he also held a gentleness to his strength. He wiggled his eyebrows at me, and I giggled at the way his face contorted when got a face full of fur from the spirit.

Fenrir gave both halflings a stern look before he rested his head back down on my thighs or a nap apparently. I felt slight tremors in his frame from amusement, and I stifled another snicker. It was obvious that the wolf was t going to leave my side anytime soon, but I couldn't bring myself to complain over it. I had missed the fur ball too much. I ran my fingers through the fur on his head making my partner let out the wolf version of a purr. He snuggled closer to me, keeping the bulk of his body curled protectively around the swell of my belly.

"It's nice to see a fresh face, especially when it's a new family member! It's been so dull around here with all the hiding and preparing for battle and all that." Shawn waved a hand as he slouched in his seat. "For a moment, I think Seth and I were about to go stir crazy. Izzy refuses to let us leave this base." The rust haired man had a pout on his face that shouldn't be as adorable as it was.

"Neither of us have the patience to stay still for very long." I looked over at the auburn haired man that was sitting with his arms crossed. He was amused by his brother's whining, but he didn't disagree.

"You can say that! I wanted to go outside and shout just so I could fight with the Hunters! It's boring being cooped up in here!" I turned my head to look back to the younger twin. I was going to do this a lot, I can feel it coming."I tried to get him to convince Izzy to let us out, but she still said no."

"Why did you ask me to do it?" Seth addressed his twin. "Why didn't you ask her?"

"She likes you better!" Shawn rolled his eyes like it was obvious.

"Well, if you didn't call her Izzy all the time, she would like you too."

"But Isabelle is a mouth full! Izzy suits her better."

"You're just too lazy. Isabelle hates laziness and you know it."

"She needs to relax and not be a stick in the mud. You know I'm right."

Seth's lips pursed as he held his words back while Shawn grinned back at his elder. The darker haired twin ignored the smug look directed his way, and looked back over at me. I was smiling and giggling. It was like watching a tennis match with the way the brothers were talking. When I glanced at both brothers again, they had matching smiles on their faces. I felt the one on my face widen in response.

"She does have a cute laugh!" Shawn piped up. I reached out and have him a half hearted swipe of the shoulder. He just stuck his tongue out at me and tugged on a section of my hair. "You better get use to us, Cal! We're not going anywhere! We're family after all!" The lighter haired twin moved over to sling his arm over my shoulders. The move jostled the wolf, but Fenrir just let out a growling snore.

"Go easy on her, little brother. We don't want to break our new family member just yet." Seth gave Shawn a warning look that the other just nodded along to. The younger ruffled my hair with a closed eye smile, and I nearly melted in the gentle touch. The older of the two moved his chair closer to us and set a hand over my left one. I think this relaxed the brothers enough to really open up to me, and we talked for what felt like hours.

As time passed, Seth and Shawn had moved on the bed on either side of me. I felt safe with their arms over my shoulders and their voices in the air. I rested my head on Seth's shoulder as I held Shawn's other hand. I let out a yawn while the brothers told me stories about the prank war they had gotten into with another set of twins in their home town. My eyes slipped closed for just a few seconds when a loud crash came from the corridor startled me out of my doze.

Fenrir, Seth, and Shawn all jerked their heads to the closed door that Isabelle had shut when she left. The rust haired twin leapt out of bed, and placed himself between the bed and the door. Seth maneuvered me so I was hidden by the bulk of his frame, and the wolf was slowly rising into a crouch over my legs. The auburn haired halfling had a grim looking his face that made him seem older then I thought he was.

"What's happening out there, Shawn? Can you hear anything?" Seth's words were hushed as he asked his twin. The younger brother cocked his head to the side, but shook his head. Shawn stiffened on his feet as he watched the door. The man beside me let out a growls he pulled me further into his side. "What can you make out?"

"Just a lot of noise nothing specific. Although…whatever is out there, it's coming this way. Isabelle and Jackson are trying to intercept the disturbance, but from the sound of it, they're not having any luck." He moved into a more solid stance. It looked like he was waiting for the door to burst open any minute.

I fisted my hand in the lab coat of my cousin as I strained my ears to listen to the ruckus. Distant shouting could be heard through the walls as well as the sounds of metal hitting metal. I felt a lump settle in my throat in fear. A brief image of an enraged Christopher flashed in my mind made me force down a whimper of terror. I looked over to see Fenrir snarling silently. He must've felt my eyes on him because he quickly moved his head to give me a nuzzle to the face.

"I won't let them take you again." There was steel to his words, and I clasped onto the confidence the wolf had to back up his claim. A larger hand settled on the russet fur covered head. Fenrir's golden eyes lifted up to meet the deep green eyes of my cousin. I followed his gaze and started to see such raw determination held within those depths. A squeeze to my shoulder was my only warning before the arm around me moved away.

"They'll have to get past us first. We won't let anything happen to our little one." Shawn made a sound of agreement with his twin's words. Seth moved so that his back stood in front of the bed just within arm's reach of me. The wolf took his place beside me just as the door was hit. I flinched at the loud bangs that dented the metal, and buried my face in the soft fur of my weapon partner. Instinctively, I curled my body to make myself a smaller target as the sound got louder.

There was more shouting, but the voice was familiar to me. Not knowing if it was a friend or foe made me stay in my position. There was a bang that sounded twice, thrice. On the fourth one, the door slammed into the wall with an even louder crash. I trembled as everything was still and silent in the room. The tension in the room was so thick a butter knife could slice it, and the sound of a very familiar snarl shattered the silence.

"Where is she?!" That voice made me pull my face from the plush barrier I had hidden myself in. "I know she's here! Tell me where she is!" There was a grunt that came from one of the twins after a few minutes of unresponsiveness. Seth was tense in his stance as he blocked me from view. A fight was taking place as I felt the wave of familiarity wash over me, and smooth everything that had happened in the past few months. When the sound of someone choking registered in my mind I shoved at the halfling out of my way as I shouted.

"Adrian, STOP!"