He's tired, hungry and coated in a thin layer of dust but Alfred won't leave his mate's side let alone let go of his hand until he knows what's wrong. "So?"

"Go eat." Allistor says as he moves his hands up and down the wolf's leg trying to regain a better blood flow. While his brother did a good job at keeping up the circulation in his absence there's still plenty of work to do.

Alfred shakes his head. "Is he going to lose the leg?"

For a split second Allistor's tempted to tell Jason to take him out but instead he lets out a sigh as his brother in law leaves. "Not if I can help it." Before Alfred can ask the next question the fox hands him an herbal mix. "Come over here and rub this up and down his foot." He says as Alfred looks at it confused. "You're gonna help since you don't want ta listen."

The Omega moves from his mate's side to his feet. It's one of the few times he's gotten a good look at the Wolf's leg. The Alpha's leg is darker than the rest of his body with deep scars and black cross tattoos covering every few inches. As his hands work his eyes trace over every one. "Are those...bite wounds?" He asks quietly after a few minutes.

With a sigh Gilbert looks up at the ceiling. "Most of them are." He feels his lover's finger trace one of his longer scars. It's a gentle touch that manages to send shivers down his spine. It's a welcome feeling though as soon as Alfred starts he stops, going back to his task. "So," Gilbert starts sitting up. "How bad is it this time?"

"Bad enough to keep you off of your feet for a few weeks." Allistor answers, taking his hands off of his friend's leg. 'You're lucky if it had crushed..." He stops pulling out a cigarette.

"No finish the thought. He's a big boy he can handle it."

Lighting it Allistor answers, "I was I just needed a smoke first." He gives the Wolf a smirk before standing up. "It that rock had crushed your leg for a few more minutes or hell had been bigger you'd be down one leg." He looks over at his Omega, his eyes widen with shock and fear. "Couldn't tell it was could yah?"

"No but how?"

Gil sits up as Leon crawls into his lap. "I told you his magic is pretty awesome though a good part of it is still numb."

"It's gonna be numb for a while until that bone heals." While the fox is happy he was able to get to his friend quickly Allistor hates himself for not being the one to take the job instead. "So yah have to take it easy until then."

"I don't really have much of a choice." Gil answers still feeling a sharp pain radiating up from his hip. As he rubs it Abel walks in. While he wasn't really able to grab much from the dinner line it should last them for the night. "Taking a piss is going to get annoying."

"Well that's why we're here."

Abel tosses his family a few rolls. "What's this we business?"

As Gilbert catches it a smirk grows on his face. "You're right you'll help me sh-"

"Don't you finish that sentence." The Neko answers, pointing a finger at the Albino. "Cause I'm not wiping your ass."

It gets a laugh from the wolf. "And I thought we were family." He says as he rips off a small piece and offers it to his son. "I mean I still remember those fucking baths."

"Yeah well I draw the line at shit." Abel answers sitting beside him seeing Leon start to nibble on the bread. "He's not going to choke on that is he?"

"It's soft enough for him." Gil answers just as there's a knock on the door. "Your next patient is here Allistor."

Before anyone can answer the door swings open. Natalia smiles, her hair now braided swinging as she walks in. "Alfred can we have a word?" She asks hearing the Neko let out a small hiss. "Alone?" Like she expects the three Alphas stare at her as Abel takes a step forward, what she doesn't expect is the Omega's answer.

"Whatever you want to say, you can say it here." He's not in the mood for playing games especially mind games with the strange woman. "So,"

"So I think we can help each other out." She says closing the door behind her. "I'm sure you want to leave."

"Well doesn't everyone?"

"True but I also know you're a colorless so even if you leave you don't have anywhere to go." She crosses her arms. "Am I right?"

"Actually no." Alfred starts. "Not completely anyway, I mean sure we're colorless but we're happy with our lives." He watches her, trying to figure out what she's thinking but he's at a loss so he switches subjects. "Do you know who they keep behind the limestone?"

"Which limestone?" She says with a smile. "And really why do you think I know?"

"Because we both know you do." Alfred answers, walking closer to her. "So how about we stop playing games and we cut to the chase?"

Her smile grows as she shakes her head. "The problem is I'm not done playing games just yet though I might tell you want you want if you help me. You get answers and I get what I want. In the end we'll both win."

"And what do you want?" Abel asks though Natalia never takes her eyes off of the other Omega.

Suddenly her eyes shine with a deep hatred he's only seen few other times. "I want to show them that they don't mess with a Hyena and get away with it." She says in a cold tone that sends a shiver down his spine. "They've underestimated me and I'm sure they've done the same with you." With every word she inches closer, her voice growing quieter until she's inches away. "Our bodies are our best weapons against foolish Alphas aren't they Crimson?"

"No," Alfred whispers back. "Our wit is."

"Good answer." She says turning around and walking out. "Oh right." She looks back at him with her knowing smile. "They like to keep Avians where they can't fly away."

"Wait-"

"Before they clip their wings of course but you didn't hear that from me." And with that she's gone leaving the Omega wide eyed with his mouth open.

She hears him call out to her but her job isn't finished so under the cloak of early darkness she ducks into a side door leading to a large cavernous room filled with countless Avians of all breeds. Each one chained by their wings to one of the walls. Most either don't see her or look past her as they dread their fate. Only one sits up when she arrives. "I'm surprised you came back." He says as his left wing hangs weakly to the side. "Not that it can help now."

"They are healers." While he's an Alpha she can't help but feel sorry for the man so against her better judgement she reaches out and touches the wounded wing. "They could heal it."

His eyes follow her hand. "Then what? I'd have a healed wing but I'm still in this fucking cage...excuse my language." He mutters quietly as she retracts her hand.

"It's fine. Just remember that we're playing a game of chess here and while it might not look like it we're just gathering up our players waiting for our time to take their king."

"I'm no one's pawn." The Avain answers annoyed. "And don't tell me you've made them your pawns either."

"Oh no I'd never do that. They're more like my bishops."

It's answered with a whistle. "He did gain your respect didn't he? But then I'm assuming you're the Queen in all of this."

"Oh now Romano what makes you think that?"

The Prince sits back down onto the cold stone. "Don't get him killed."

"You didn't answer my question."

"No I didn't." He answers watching her disappear again. "Damn...we're all going to fucking die."

A/N: Sorry if some of these might be a little...late. My sciatica is acting up again so while I know where I'm going with this it's hard to just sit and type for too long. If anyone has any questions about it just PM me since the review section is also acting up. Anyway happy late new years

Cat