Chapter 13: Reunited and Separated

It was a quiet ride back to the penthouse because Jordan didn't want to make any kind of conversation. They had both decided to ask different types of questions but he didn't go into much detail. He was uncomfortable in the backseat and would much rather be out in the Bayou surviving like before. The answers he gave were straight to the point and quick without giving too much information away.

Aaliyah was the exact opposite as she was filled with questions and curiosity. The siblings looked a little a like though they had many differences. He had a little darker skin tone than hers, his face was very boyish and he had a body like a typical werewolf kid. His eyes were a dark hazel but had a fierce spark to them. They had all looked the same because their bodies were built to hold the wolf inside whenever they would turn. His hair was pretty short almost the same way that Marcel had it but he had much more on top of his head.

The things they got out of him mostly was how long he lived in New Orleans, how old he was and who his parents were. Jordan had been born and raised in the same place, was eight years old and his parents were the ones that started the whole situation according to him. Marcel and Violet weren't sure what to think of the matter but wanted to back off like they did with Aaliyah so they wouldn't seem so intimidating.

Once they arrived, Violet pulled out the umbrella she had stashed in the back, opened it and stepped over to his door. Even though everyone was already soaked, she thought maybe he would want to at least shelter himself from the rain. Making their way into the penthouse, he had the same reaction as his sister had, looking at everything with wonder.

Marcel had opened the door form them and Violet waited behind Jordan but he didn't step in. "It's okay, you're safe in here. Trust me, no one is going to come looking for you here" She said trying to inch him inside.

Josh had heard them coming in and stood up from the dining table that was overlooking the city. He had told Aaliyah that they were back and that prompted her to rush over to the door. That was enough to make him run inside and the siblings had been locked in a embrace. Violet shut the door slowly and glanced over at Marcel.

He was walking over to Josh and they started talking so she stepped over out of curiosity and to be nosy. "So you found the kid. Aaliyah was just telling me about him. She's a cute kid; I still feel like you two pulled a Klaus on me with this whole thing"

"Us be parents? Josh, I really think you drink too much when you work at that bar" Violet commented glancing over at the two children. "Anyway, did she tell you anything? Like mention something about what happened out there?"

He had frowned and shook his head. "No, she was invested in that painting and telling me about the swamp and you two and her brother"

It was now Marcel's turn to jump in the conversation. "None of this adds up. Maybe Aaliyah didn't see much but he has to know something. A bunch of wolves are massacred and all we can assume is some weird deal that ended up badly for the North East Atlantic. What I can't figure out is why the Crescents want these two"

Violet had backed away from them and stepped over to the siblings. Marcel was right because that was what the story was coming out to be. The two packs were fighting for either control or some type of deal and it didn't seem right with the other. She placed her hands on their backs and they both turned to look at her.

"I just have a really quick question. "That was...That was your family out there, correct?" Jordan had taken a moment before nodding. "Okay I'm going to assume that you know just like Aaliyah what line you come from"

Aaliyah knew what she was but never gave them what pack. It was that wolf Bryan that gave them the tip. Violet was staying in a tone that was calm and normal without trying to sound suspicious. "Yes I know that I am a wolf..."

"Okay so can you tell me what pack you were in?" She wasn't sure if he was going to know what that meant.

"Our Mom was from the North East Atlantic and our Dad is a Crescent. We lived with my Mom's side of the family because they were more welcoming with us being two different packs. That's who did all of it...The ones that want to kill us"

She had shifted her eyes for a moment never hearing of that before. Usually someone only belonged to one pack but that was what made them unique. It was unusual and unheard of so she took that piece of information in. Marcel had overheard it as well and also seemed confused on the matter. Violet nodded and asked if Jordan wanted to change his clothes and she was thankful that she packed that other bag for him.

"Well I never thought I'd see the both of you in this position" Josh chimed in walking over to the door. "I need to get the place ready to open later. You guys need anything you know you can always call me. I don't charge for babysitting" He joked and once the door popped open Vincent was ready to knock.

He glanced over his shoulder to Marcel who was stepping over after seeing Vincent. "I'm glad we have a party going on. What do I owe the pleasure of to my favorite witch in the city?"

Marcel welcomed him in once Josh left and the witch stepped inside. "I just thought I'd come and see if you guys figured out anything lately. The wolves really haven't been causing any trouble"

"I think we've got a huge problem out of the way but that there is another one lurking right on the surface"

Vincent had seemed puzzled by the statement and went to say something until Violet popped out with the Thibidoux siblings on her heels. "Hey..." Her voice had trailed off and he focused his attention on them.

Aaliyah had ducked behind Violet and peered out over her waist. Jordan rather stood his ground and stayed at Violet's side. Vincent's eyes now went between the two vampires wondering why he had two younger children staring at him. "I know you both can't have kids so what am I missing now?"

Marcel was the one who took Vincent to sit down wanting and having to explain everything to Vincent. Violet said that she would cook something much to Aaliyah's displeasure but she had to learn how to cook somehow.

Believing to make something new and easy, she yet again began to struggle with such an easy recipe. Aaliyah had gone back to her painting and Jordan sat with her until he popped into the kitchen. "I hope you know that you aren't making that right"

She peered over her shoulder thinking it was Marcel coming to critique her again but instead she got it from the child. "You and your sister are nothing alike but apparently you two love to come in here at the wrong time. What's wrong with it?"

Jordan didn't move but he stood a little on the tip of his toes to look. "First you didn't even make the dough right and you don't even have the right ingredients" Her attempt at pizza wasn't going to be her charm apparently.

Looking down at it, she knew she should have just baked cookies because that was something she could do easily. Leaning against the doorway amused, Jordan watched Marcel step in when she called him in order to fix what she did. He was done filling Vincent in on everything and was glad he came in before she tried burning the penthouse down.

As they tried making it together, a loud knock had interrupted their cooking and Aaliyah was eager to answer the door just like before. Jordan had ran for her and Violet stopped doing the same thing. Marcel's hands were full so he couldn't exactly go out and he knew she had it handled.

"Aaliyah, I know you like to answer the door and everything but you really need to quit, you never know who it is" She said walking in strides once she opened the door. Out in the Bayou it would be different because it would just be someone else from the pack. With enemies on their backs, it wasn't a good idea for her to rush forward.

Aaliyah was hoping maybe it would be Josh because she did have a fun time teaching him how to paint. However it wasn't him so she backed away and bumped into Jordan.

Dakota had been standing on the opposite side of them and his eyes trailed down to them. They were wide to a degree but he never said a word. The Thibidoux's had stared back just like Vincent but then Jordan tugged on his sisters' hand to pull her away.

"Vi, who is it?" Marcel asked turning around the corner but froze when he watched the children. That only in point raised his suspicions.

"What are you doing here?" Violet questioned walking closer trying to block everyone else from the view.

"I thought maybe we could talk but I see you're a little busy with..."

She had pushed him gently out into the hallway to ward off the prying eyes and ears. Closing the door gently, Violet took a breath and put her hands on her hips. "You know you're not supposed to come around here"

"It didn't stop me before, did it?" Smirking, Dakota looked towards the door for a moment. "You know I don't want to like intrude or anything but who are those kids? They kind of look like you guys but I know that can't be right, right?"

She knew that question was going to be asked but her mind had scrambled for something. She wasn't going to tell him the truth but there wasn't even a good cover story she could think of. "Oh those are just..." Her voice had trailed off because there wasn't anything she could say that would make any sense.

Dakota seemed to drop the subject completely and moved onto the next topic. "I know I've been acting strange or even mean lately but I just wanted to apologize. I don't have anything against you but it's mostly against him. I've just been on edge, all the wolves have and I'm not saying that's an excuse or anything"

"Good because I'm not going to be treated like an idiot. I knew from the start that you two weren't going to get along or even like each other. I'll talk to Marcel about it but you can't just come around here"

Dakota had narrowed his eyes at her as a few things had run through his mind. He knew that Marcel coming back was going to be a problem because he wouldn't have Violet all to himself anymore. Anything they did he was going to know about so he had to be more careful. Bradi was counting on him and he was trying to hold up his end of the bargain.

"Okay, next time I'll call or text. Now are you really going to tell me who those kids are? I mean, I'm too young to play stepdad" He joked but she seemed less amused.

Shaking her head she glanced towards the door. "It's nothing to worry about. I can't say anything right now"

"Because of Marcel, right? You tell me and he finds out, off with my head. He doesn't scare me Violet"

"That's not the point!" Violet was trying her best to keep her voice down. "I get that you two are going to be at each other's throats but just drop it. Trust me; you haven't even scratched the surface of who I am. I can't tell you right now because...I just can't. When I am able to, I will but until I can trust you enough"

Now it was Dakota's turn to become defensive. "You don't trust me? You picked me up off the side of the road and when embarked on a six month road trip. You didn't know anything about me except that I'm your ex's son. I just can't believe you don't trust me"

Thing were turning for them and it now seemed as if there was a wedge between them. Dakota knew exactly what that was but Violet did believe Marcel in a way. She couldn't entirely tell him about the Thibidoux's because what if he was part of it, which would not end well on anyone's part. He had taken a step back from her and started walking back towards the elevator.

Taking a deep breath and sighing heavily, she turned to face him but didn't budge. "Give me a few days and I'll explain everything. Just give me this time, please"

Dakota had stared at her and waiting for the elevator to go down. He didn't say a word and instead left in silence. After waited a couple of minutes, Violet slipped inside and put on a smile at the scene inside of the penthouse.

The young wolf had returned back to his pack once his visit with Violet was over. He had the gut feeling that he knew where the siblings were and that in case had proved his point. Dakota did have feelings for Violet once upon a time but he instead walked on a thin line with it. It was hard for him due to his ties with the wolves, his Father and of course Marcel.

He went to Bradi's home and stood in the living area pacing back and forth. He didn't want to throw her under the bus but he had no choice.

"So how did it go?" Bradi asked stepping inside of the room. He had sent him out there in order to find out what he wanted.

The wolf had nodded towards him but waited to respond. "They have them. I saw the two kids in the penthouse and Violet couldn't give me an answer on who they are"

Agreeing with what he said, Bradi sat down. "It obviously explains what they have been doing around the house and why she was packing bags...We're going to act soon enough. Let them think everything is fine because those kids are part of our pack whether we like it or not. She doesn't have any suspicions on you though, right?"

Dakota made a face towards him that seemed a little confused. "Well she said she doesn't trust me so I guess that is a strike already"

"So Marcel is getting into her head, exactly what I said days ago. Okay, play it as usual as always unless you just want to give up. I mean, you do seem a little puppy dog over her"

He brushed off his look. "I just want all of this to be over because I honestly don't see the point of any of this"

"You'll find out like everyone else. "We can't have these kids side with the vampires or even grow up because you know they'll come back after us for it. For now we wait"