"Frank!" Aneisha yelled, storming into HQ with Tom, Logan and Matt right behind her. "Frank, where the hell is your bitch of a girlfriend?"
Frank walked out, his eyes sweeping across Logan and Matt before they rested on Aneisha. "What's going on? What are you talking about?"
"Your beloved girlfriend sold Dan and Zoe out to the Hunters," Aneisha said, her eyes dark with anger.
"No, she wouldn't – " Frank started.
"Really?" Tom snapped. "Has anyone seen Stella since she walked in on Zoe bloody and tied to a chair?"
Frank sighed, sinking into a chair and leaning his head into his hand as he sighed, almost as if in defeat. "No. No one has."
"One kid has," Logan said, bringing Frank's attention to him. He seemed stronger, Matt noticed. Having something to focus on outside of himself was helping. "A werewolf kid named Miles. He saw Stella talking to the leader of the Hunters."
"How would she even know about them?" Frank asked. "I thought they operated in secret."
"They do," Matt replied. "But apparently they used to – "
"MI18," Frank murmured. "Of course. Stella would have access to them. I don't understand why – "
"She was scared, Frank." Aneisha said quietly. "She was scared of what she didn't understand."
"Stella," Frank said, walking into the dark-haired woman's office with Tom and Aneisha right behind him. "We need to talk."
"Oh, sure, Come on in, no, it's no problem, I was just doing some very important paperwork," Stella said sarcastically, sitting back in her chair.
"Don't mind if we do," Matt said, walking into the room with Logan at his side. Stella stared at the two of them with wide eyes, her eyes practically bugging out of their sockets as she stared at them.
"Who are you?" Stella asked.
"You just have to know everything about everything, don't you, traitor?" Matt said easily, pulling up a chair and sitting down. His tone was light enough, but there was an underlying anger that made him seem almost unhinged.
Stella's eyes grew wary and she looked from Matt to Frank. "What are they talking about?"
It was Tom who spoke, folding his arms across his chest. "We know that you told the Hunters about Dan and Zoe."
Stella's face was devoid of emotion. "Dan and Zoe are gone, with nothing but demonic shells left in their places."
"They're still Dan and Zoe!" Aneisha yelled. "They're the same people they always were and you handed them over to the Hunters!"
"Leave it, Sorceress," Matt said, leaning forward. "The Hunters got to her. She can't help us."
"Yeah, okay," Aneisha said quietly. Matt got up from his seat and they all started to walk out, but stopped when Stella said, "Wait."
Aneisha turned. "What?"
"I can tell you where they are," Stella said.
Aneisha exchanged a glance with Tom, and he stepped forward. She saw the muscles underneath his shirt move as he said, "Tell me where."
"Two Dhampirs and an Offspring," Eddie said, standing in front of Dan's cell. "Many Hunters have lived and died without ever seeing any of your kind."
"Won't you be lucky then, to get to kill off every Offspring in existence," Dan said bitterly, glaring at Eddie.
"Won't I be a prize then?" Zoe asked bitterly, swinging her legs back and forth through the empty air between her feet and the floor. Dan cast her a worried look as her skin brushed against her metal shackles. "To kill a Second Generation Dhampir. Aren't we rare, or something?"
"Incredibly," Eddie agreed, opening the door to her cell and walking towards her. Zoe's eyes followed his movements warily as he walked towards her. He reached out and placed his fingertips on Zoe's cheek and she threw her head back, crying out as pain laced through her body from her cheek.
Eddie took his hand away from Zoe's cheek, smiling, as she collapsed, bowing her head as she gasped. Dan watched, his eyes flickering anxiously between Zoe and Eddie, as Zoe slowly healed and then raised her head. "Are you going to kill us now?"
Eddie smiled maliciously, reaching up to undo Zoe's shackles. Zoe gasped as she fell to the hard stone floor, looking up at Eddie through her hair as he knelt down in front of her, his fingertips hovering just in front of her face. "Holy water, Dhampir. I've spent the last twelve years bathing in the stuff. My skin burns to the touch of vampires."
Zoe stared at him as he got up as walked out, leaving her to breathe slowly in and out while her wrists healed from the abuse of her shackles. She watched as her skin slowly knitted together and healed, and looked up when she felt something brush her hair back from her face. Her eyes caught Dan's as he retracted his hand back into his own cell, curling around one of the bars separating him from her. He looked down at her still healing wrists and then back up at her, a silent question in his eyes.
"The metal in the shackles was blessed," Zoe said, leaning her head against the cell wall. She felt tired, more tired than she could ever remember being, but more than that, she didn't want to die. She wished more than anything that the others knew where they were.
"So we know from Stella that the Hunters are keeping them in a – " Aneisha broke off as Logan groaned quietly, ducking his head and gripping the back of his neck.
"Logan!" Matt yelled, getting to his feet and moving towards the vampire.
"It hurts," Logan cried. "My wrists hurt. My cheek hurts. He – "
"Matthew, move," Aneisha said, shoving Matt out of the way and pressing the tips of her fingers to Logan's forehead. As soon as she touched his cooler skin, he stopped groaning, leaning against his knees. After a few more moments, she straightened up. "I know where they are."
"Where?" Tom asked eagerly.
"Stella thought it was an old warehouse, but she was wrong," Aneisha replied. "It's somewhere else. Somewhere we've been before. Somewhere we thought was destroyed."
"Sternum?" Tom asked, his brown eyes alight with excitement and agitation.
"Sternum," Aneisha replied, smiling at him just a little.