I slept straight through the night and woke in the morning to people talking.

"We can try to reverse it," Simon said.

"Do we know if that's even possible?" Derek asked.

I stretched and sat up as Matt interrupted their conversation.

"Would you two take it in the hall? You're waking people up."

"Sorry," Derek saw me sitting up.

I brushed it off, "What're you two arguing about now?"

Simon shook his head, "We aren't arguing, we are trying to figure out a way for my magic to get fixed."

I saw that Simon was twitching a little, the spells in the car hadn't helped for long. Simon saw me watching and pulled on his jacket to hide it.

"Do you think we can reverse the spell he and Tori did?" Derek asked Matt.

Matt shrugged, "It's quite possible actually. Almost all spells can be undone in one way or another."

"Let's try that then," Simon nodded satisfied with having a solution.

"And what if it doesn't work?" Derek questioned.

"Then we figure it out when it comes to that," Simon said.

Derek rolled his eyes not liking that answer but he let it go, having a preliminary plan was good enough for now.

"So where are we in Washington?" I asked as I grabbed my bag searching for clothes to change into.

"We aren't in any specific town actually," Matt said. "We're on a special assignment. Up the road is national protected land. Some vampires have taken to it as a home because people are generally not allowed on the land to protect the endangered species there."

"What's so wrong with them living among the endangered animals?" Derek asked.

"There isn't anything wrong with that necessarily, its that they are killing off the endangered animals."

"That sucks but they aren't hurting people," Simon didn't quite understand why we would be going after these vampires. I didn't either.

Matt sipped from a glass that had been in his hand that I didn't notice until now. Was that whiskey?

"Which is why I said it's a special assignment," Matt said. "The park rangers want them gone and hired us to take care of it."

"So we're hitmen?" I joked.

Matt chuckled, "I guess you could say so."

"Wait, how do these rangers know about us and vampires and all that?" Simon asked.

"They don't know about us, they just know that they reached out to a supernatural contact that would send someone to take care of it. As for how they know about them being vampires, I have no clue and that is not my business."

I glanced over at Emma as Matt took another sip of his drink.

"Matt, do all vampires need to be killed?" I asked.

Matt hesitated before answering.

Matt's POV

"Matt, do all vampires need to be killed?" Chloe asked me.

The answer yes jumped quickly to my lips but I couldn't say that. Because not all of them deserved to die. It didn't matter that I had been a vampire hunter for a century or so, I had a soft spot I couldn't help. If I said yes, what kind of father was I? Chloe didn't deserve to die when she had some vampire in her. And Lydia…

"That's a complicated question," was my response. I quickly took a big drink from my whiskey. Taking the edge off of my nerves.

Chloe's POV

Matt didn't really answer my question but by the way he quickly finished his glass, I could tell something was bothering him and decided not to push it any further. It was a good enough answer to make me feel like he wouldn't hurt Emma. He would hear her out first. I wondered though if he already knew and was waiting for me to come clean.

"Why don't you three go down to breakfast?" Matt suggested. "They have all you can eat breakfast here."

I brightened hearing that, a continental breakfast sounded perfect. I grabbed the clothes from my bag and went to the bathroom to get dressed. I had chosen one of my few pairs of jeans that weren't blood stained or torn and a dark purple sweatshirt. Threw on my tennis shoes and went down to the breakfast with the boys.

After eating fast food and from vending machines for so long, this spread looked amazing. Bagels, english muffins, cereals, eggs, bacon, pancakes, fruit, waffles, and I could keep going. My mouth watered and so did the boys. As soon as we picked up our plates it was as if someone pressed go, we piled as much food on our plates as we could as quickly as we could.

Derek chose a table in the corner of the room so we could see anything coming. I wanted to ask what would happen to us in a motel dining area but I kept my mouth shut. One by one the rest of the group came down and joined us for breakfast. The only one who didn't come down was Matt.

"Does Matt look ok to you?" I asked Jeremy. He and Emma were the last two to come down.

Jeremy shrugged, "If ok means a little bit drunk."

I frowned, what was bothering him enough to get drunk? I don't think I had ever seen him drink before.

Sorry that this one is a bit short, I'm a little limited on time today but still wanted to put something out there. I want to hear what you are thinking! What do you think has Matt so stressed?