(A/N: So I finished this chapter. Took awhile. I hope Chapter 15 will be faster because now I have an idea what I want to do and where I want to go with this to finish this story.)

The stench of tainted blood made his stomach turn. He had only just got out of the car when it hit him. Elliot cringed and walked over to the body. It was too early in the morning for this. It also puzzled him that this kill was only two days apart from the last. Spelling never killed that soon after. It broke the pattern and Elliot knew that Spelling was a bit of a wild card when it came to how and who he murder but there was always a certain amount of time before the next body dropped.

Warner was already there examining the body and John walked towards him.

"This one has to be the worse," the older detective said and Elliot nodded.

The face was almost completely gone and the rest of the body was badly mutilated under the deep gouges. This wasn't Spelling's work. The man was a monster but he never tore a body up like this and Elliot would've have smelled him his stench all over the body. He took a deep breath and growled. That's the person he was going to have to find. It was probably one of the two that also kill with Spelling.

'Spelling is the alpha, he won't be happy about this, human. They killed without him,' Aniel chuckled.

'What is Spelling going to do to him?' Elliot asked even though he was sure he knew the answer.

'He's going to kill them if they are stupid enough to go back to him.'

"Elliot?"

Elliot looked at John before looking at the body. "This one wasn't Spelling. It was one of the other two," he said.

John looked at him. "Are you sure?"

Elliot took a deep breath before releasing it. "Spelling was never here. It was one of the other two werewolves. I'm hoping that whoever they are, they made a mistake. Spelling was always here to clean up but now we might be able to catch him," Elliot said hoping that this was the break they needed.

The kill was sloppy and fueled by pure rage. They were bound to have made a mistake. It would be a few days before they knew if they could possibly get their hands on Spelling.

"I hope you're right," John said.

"I hope so too," Elliot said.

"You did what?" Tim yelled.

"It's no big deal," Michael said.

Tim shook his head, his eyes wide in fear. He couldn't believe that his brother was an idiot. This time he truly messed up and this time he wasn't going to be able to save him.

"We have to get out here," Tim said before rushing around the room and gathering their things.

"What are you so worried about Tim?" Michael said. "It's not like he's going to find out."

"You reek of blood. You've taken two showers and I can still smell it. He'll know before he even gets into the room. I can't believe you could be this selfish. What were you thinking going out and killing someone without his permission? It'll be on the news at least by tonight. He'll see it and he's going to kill you, Michael. Then he'll probably get rid of me too."

Michael sighed. "Then we just leave and go to the next state. We've stayed here too long anyway."

Tim shook his head. "You got us into this and now you're going to get us killed. You never think about anything you do and you always think only about yourself. Now it's left to me to keep us safe. Now pack your things. The faster we move, the more space we put between him and us."

Michael nodded knowing that his brother was right. He gathered up his things.

Elliot tapped his pen impatiently on the desk. He was hoping to get some answers at least by the end of the day. He knew realistically it might take a day or two, even with the case being one of their top priorities.

He looked over the desk at Olivia and Olivia glanced up. "It's going to take some time for any results," she said.

"I know. I'm trying to be optimistic. It's not working," Elliot said.

"Want to get some lunch and go see George?" He asked. He wanted to see his mate. He was starting to become anxious not being near George. Just spending a few hours away was starting to grate on him.

"That sounds good. I haven't seen George in a while. How's he feeling since being shot?" Olivia asked.

"He's doing fine. He's pretty weak though and sore but fine," Elliot said. He stood and grabbed his jacket.

"John make sure you call us if something comes up," he said and the older man waved him off. Elliot rolled his eyes. Olivia just shook her head and they walked to the elevators.

George looked out the window. He saw the FBI's car sitting down the street and then up the street was the werewolf that John sent. None of it made him feel secure. He was craving for Elliot to be there with him. The feeling was annoying but George wanted him close. He needed him close.

'It's not weakness,' Sirion said.

"I know. It's just overwhelming," George said.

'It will be this way until he is caught.'

George nodded absently before smiling. He watched as Elliot's car pulled up across the street from the building. A calm came over him and he sighed. Just seeing Elliot was enough to make him less anxious. He moved away from the window and sat on the couch picking up one of his files he needed to finish.

'You should be resting more,' Sirion said.

"I've been feeling better." George said.

'Doesn't mean you are completely better.'

"I'll try not over extend myself."

George heard the door open and he looked up to see Elliot and then Olivia. Elliot was holding bags and Elliot gave him a quick smile before making his way into the kitchen.

"Hi Olivia. How are you?" He asked.

"I'm okay. How are you holding up?" Olivia asked coming closer to the couch.

"I've felt much better than this but I'm recovering quite well."

Elliot came out of the kitchen and looked at George. "I bought lunch," he said.

Olivia went into the kitchen and George got off the couch and walked towards the kitchen. Elliot pulled George to him and kissed him.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm feeling okay. A bit better now," George said pressing against Elliot.

Elliot gripped George against him and they walked into the kitchen together.

"Has anything interesting happened today?" George asked pulling away from Elliot and sat at the table.

"There was another body," Olivia said pulling her food out of the bag.

"This one was bad. The face was pretty much gone and the body mutilated beyond what we've seen before," Elliot added.

George furrowed his eyebrows. "Spelling is brutal but he's never done that. He's escalated but never like that."

"It wasn't Spelling," Elliot said.

George sighed and stopped moving to fix his plate. "Now you have me very confused. Who else could have done it?"

"I didn't smell, Spelling. It was another lycan. More than likely one of the two that has been killing with Spelling and probably just wrote his death sentence," Elliot said getting up and heading to the refrigerator.

'That's actually downplaying it. Spelling will tear them apart. Defying an alpha is not a smart thing to do, especially one like him,' Sirion said.

'You're quite outspoken today,' George said smiling when Elliot handed him a cup of water.

George received no answer and he looked at Elliot. "I feel sorry for them if only because I know how cruel Spelling is."

"I don't," Elliot mumbled and George sighed softly.

Elliot shot him a look. "Why would you feel sorry for them?"

"I know what Spelling is going to do to them. They won't make it away from him alive if they don't run now," George said.

"Well we need to get to them first," Elliot said.

"How would we do that? We have no idea who the other two are," Olivia said.

George sighed and closed his eyes.

"They're young males. Probably late teens to early twenties. They might be related, brothers or cousins. They could have met if they were bitten by Spelling and part of his pack. He does have a pack. Normally young men who don't have much and he preys on them. They are loyal to him until they get cocky and he puts them down," George said opening his eyes.

"The one who committed the latest murder is impulsive and the youngest of the two. He's getting cocky. If they are related, the older one of the two will be making sure they get out of New York. That's what I think but I could be wrong. I have a feeling I'm not wrong though."

George wasn't sure if they would catch the two. He knew they would be gone as fast as possible. The fact that they were going to get away made him somewhat angry. They took part in those murders and he knew that Spelling probably pushed them to participate but one of them freely killed by himself. That made him dangerous.

"I'm hoping that he left something at the scene. If you're right we're looking for young adults that might have had juvenile records or committed petty crimes," Elliot said.

"If he is as reckless as George believes, he left a piece of himself at the scene," Olivia said.