AN: Okay don't kill me I've brought you updates! YAY! So I've been getting a lot of questions and I must just say that everything will unfold in time so please please pleaaaassseee bare with me while I get this story typed out. As of right now it this story is rated T but due to...something that is going to happen between two of our characters pretty soon, I'll have to change it. Now what's going to happen exactly I'm not telling you! Why spoil all the fun? I apologize for any spelling errors, this story is still unbetaed.

nonasui: Glad that you like it thus far, stick with us!

Updates: We'll find out Mercedes power soon I promise.

Princess976: Honestly, I'm glad she caught up as well. We need a little bit of tension no?

Sorce: Everything will be revealed soon! Stay tuned!

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Sebastian hovered over Mercedes letting out a breath of relief when her own breathing deepened. The girl had quite the fragile heart when it came to seeing the ones she cared about deceased. She was curled up against the cheap fabric covered pillows inside the little den area Sebastian called a home. The tall brute had been living in a small hole in the wall establishment just south of the gutted building that the Nightwalkers had been residing in. It was a place in need of a feminine touch, filled with large leather couches and throw rugs made out of the softened fur of a black bear he'd killed a year ago. He only could afford a single bedroom apartment on the dingy side of town being that the Officials of Lima cut his weekly pension down to the bare minimum so this place would have to do until he got a more permanent job.

Sebastian had planned to kill all of the Nightwalkers weeks ago but it was just his luck that Sam and his little entourage had come along. He wasn't strong enough to endure that strenuous fight alone anyway so it wasn't much of a big deal. Sebastian glanced around the tight quarters of his home with a grimace when his eyes came to rest upon a halo of bright golden hair.

Why Quinn had decided to magically appear like some fucking hormone driven tooth fairy was beyond him. Everyone in Lima knew how possessive she was of Sam, everyone except for the man of the hour himself. He was as oblivious and kind hearted to the werewolf bitch as he was with everyone else. It was sad to see Quinn just leap along beside him like a second shadow when in fact, Sam probably didn't feel the same way towards her. He was just loving towards everyone, easily accepting of all werewolves that posed no threat to his social hierarchy.

Sebastian fingered the scar along his neck, feeling the flesh rise and fall underneath his fingertips. He'd tried to become Alpha once long ago but he wasn't strong enough, he'd never beat Sam Evans in a brawl. Sam was quick and weightless in battle yet gentle and stationary when it came to times like these.

"She's awakening" Blaine murmured from over Sebastian's shoulder, causing the brunette to flinch. Only Blaine knew how to sneak up on him, his footsteps were void of all sound… Sebastian spared a glance at the smoky hazel-eyed boy and offered up a nod, swallowing a bit to rid himself of his dry throat. Blaine cocked an unamused eyebrow and spun on his heel, retreating back towards his side of the couch to slouch on the small beat up cushion. Sebastian stared at the other boy for a moment, taking in Blaine's folded arms that appeared to be forming a shield of some sort around his lithe structure. Blaine had always been a mystery to Sebastian. He was quiet were Sebastian was abrasive, soft were Sebastian was rough, emotionless and calculating every possible thing that he labeled as a threat. Sometimes, Sebastian just wanted to take a glimpse into Blaine's head and solve some of the inner turmoil residing there. He wanted to pick at the ice wall Blaine was building around himself and replace it with something else, something warmer he supposed. "Quit staring at me Smythe" Blaine groused at Sebastian.

Sebastian cocked half a false smile before staring fixedly at the bare wall in front of him.

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Sam spared a glance across the room over to where the rest of his little forming pack were residing. He wanted nothing more than to sit beside them and debrief on what had happened and what needs to be done but instead he was forced to listen intently to every question and concern Quinn had to offer. She wasn't the easiest female to please by any means and her questions were ones that even Sam didn't really have the answers to. He tried to remain focused on her but then again, Mercedes was unconscious on the couch and she'd need to see his face when she woke just to know that everything was alright. An Alpha had his duties to attend to; he couldn't have Mercedes panicking when she saw that Sam was MIA.

"Where are we going to go from here?" Quinn asked in what Sam assumed was her whisper voice although it carried across the living room. Sam pressed his thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose and squeezed the throbbing flesh upon his face. He let out a tired sigh and carded a hand through his hair. "Right now our main objective is to locate Finn Hudson and return him to Lima as soon as possible, we don't need anymore complications and I've already notified the Officials of Lima of Rachel Berrys' unexpected death…They'll be sending Mike to clean up the evidence so that he can send her body back to Lima" Sam replaced his hands back onto the small coffee table and folded them neatly over one another. He offered up his most reassuring smile to Quinn who continued to look at him pensively, her mouth moving to form another hurdle of questions.

The blonde girl simply nodded and let a tiny pale hand fall upon Sams folded ones, giving him a long unnecessary squeeze," I know that this may become one of those long wild goose chases" she huffed.

"Finn tends to disappear whenever Rachel leaves Lima through the portal, quite frankly I believe that all females should remain inside the Lima City Limits unless given access to do otherwise…even the Sorceresses shouldn't be allowed to leave at their own whim" Quinn blinked and continued, "They cause so much trouble when they're not under the watchful eyes of the Elders".

Images of Rachel Berry hanging lifeless from a bloody noose flooded back into Sams mind. Her flesh, her wide dead eyes, broken mouth, torn breasts. Hearing Quinn speak so ill of the dead as if she were talking about a science project infuriated him. She had no right, she wasn't an Alpha female, and she needed to show her respects for the deceased just like everyone else did.

Sam slanted his eyes and removed his hand from underneath Quinns. He shook his head and let out a low 'be careful' growl causing the beautiful girl to recoil. "You have no idea of which you speak" came Sam's reply, "Rachel wasn't aware of the fact that she could die out here nor was she prepared for what the Nightwalkers had in store for her, she was lynched for goodness sakes. As for women not being able to leave Lima, that would apply to you as well. You weren't granted permission to join us on our quest and I can have you killed, friend of the family or not". Quinn bowed her head respectfully, cocking it slightly to the side as if she wanted to protest. Sam stood from the leather bound stool he was perched upon and took a step away from her. He bit back the steel coated remark he intended to give and allowed himself to calm down. He wasn't raised to be an improper Alpha; he'd let this little tiff slide…for now.

Over Sam's shoulder a soft sound of a moan erupted from the couch.

Mercedes was awakening.

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She felt a warm large hand come to rest upon her cold cheek and a brief flicker of pretty sapphire blue coated her vision. A soft voice was at her ear and she leaned her entire body in its direction, trying to figure out what exactly it was trying to tell her. "You'll find" it kept saying.

"You'll find, You'll find, You'll find" the voice crooned over and over again, darting in and out of Mercedes hearing range. She wanted to ask what exactly she'd find but somewhere deep inside she already knew the answer to her unspoken question. It would only be a matter of days before what was hidden would come into the light.

Mercedes eyes snapped open and she sat up with a loud ear-crackling gasp. Her head came in contact with a solid mass and she wrapped her fingers into a bed of warm soft fabric, breathing in a familiar scent. "Glad to see you're okay pup" a deep rumble of laughter sounded in her ear and Mercedes stilled almost completely. She pulled her head away from the warm crevice and squinted at the pair of breathtaking eyes staring back at her. They danced between an edgy emerald and a deep moss green, softening around the edges as they took in Mercedes sleep rumpled face. She bowed her head respectfully, shying away from the attention to get a glimpse at the place she was currently in. It was a barren looking place, filled with leather-covered furniture and dying plants. The air smelled of salt and vinegar chips with a small dash of after shave lurking somewhere within the ridges of Mercedes sensitive nose. Sam pushed back a curl hanging between Mercedes creased eyebrows as the girls gaze came back to rest upon him.

"Where…." Mercedes winced at the gruff sound in her voice, "W-where are we?".

Sam placed a reassuring hand between the girls' shoulder blades, gently pressing against the heat of her body as it soaked into his fingertips. Subconsciously Mercedes leaned into his touch, feeling a pang of hatred filter through the line of communication she had with her Blood Sister. Wait…. Blood Sister? Mercedes head automatically snapped toward the little metal table in the corner of the room and grinned when she caught sight of the beautiful pixie like girl perched on a barstool, her eyes fixed upon Mercedes awakening form. "Quinn!" Mercedes practically leapt off the couch, stumbling towards Quinn. Sam held back a whine at the loss of warmth on his fingers keeping his eyes focused solely on the checkered pattern of Sebastian's throw pillows as opposed to the curious stare of his little brother.

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Blaine analyzed the way Mercedes animatedly caught Quinn up on all the action she had missed within the few days she wasn't apart of their little group. The girl was silent up til now and as of a few minutes ago, no one can get her to shut up…Not that her talking really bothered any of the guys that much, they enjoyed the honey coated tinge of her voice. It was a welcoming noise to distract from the buzzing chaos in all of their ears. Blaine glanced over at Sam who was watching Mercedes speak with a weird look settling upon his face. The hazel-eyed boy could swear that he saw a small flicker of a smile pass across Sam's full-reddened lips as he watched the ebony beauty continue to speak. It struck Blaine as slightly odd. Sam never smiled at a female in such a way before. He always gave the brotherly 'I shall protect you with my furry butt' smiles but this one, this smile was different.

Blaine smirked as he watched his brother continue to make a fool of himself, looks like things will work out in his favor afterall.

AN: Next Chapter up in three or four days tops, I promise!

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