AN: Yikes I am so sorry about the long wait! I totally forgot on Sunday. I was too busy writing the next few chapter (insert monkey covering eyes emoji)

Hope y'all enjoy this one! And don't worry, I will still be posting on Sunday!

"Did you have a good night?" a cheery voice greeted Jean as he entered the small cabin. Riza was already smiling as he entered the room, however it fell in an instant. She was currently sitting in an armchair, reading a book. Her left leg was tucked under her right as it remained outstretched, resting on a stool.

"Rebecca?" she whispered, shooting out of the chair. She crossed the distance in couple of stride, however, she froze at the sight of Kain behind Jean.

"She needs help," Jean urged. "We have sorted everything out. You can trust him."

Riza beckoned Jean over to the couch, all the while keeping her eye on the boy who had shot her in the clearing. He looked terrified at the moment. As soon as he saw Riza, his anxious face disappeared, replaced by fear.

Pushing the worrying thoughts to the back of her mind, she focussed on her friend.

Riza watched and Jean laid her down gently, stroking her hair as he pulled away. The worry was clear on his face.

"Go through there," Riza pointed towards Rebecca's bedroom door. "There is a black briefcase on her vanity. Bring it through here."

Jean moved as soon as Riza started speaking. He retrieved the brief case and handed it to her.

Riza got to work preparing the vaccine, however she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. This was the second time she had been in this position and she hated it.

Placing the needle against Rebecca's neck and pushed it. Rebecca twitched, her face grimacing in pain.

"Easy, Becca," Riza soothed. She took the second syringe and placed it in her mouth, pushing the liquid through. "She will take some time to recover. Probably a couple of days."

"I don't think we have a couple of days," Jean replied grimly. "Those men will come back for her. We put them out of commission, but it won't be long until somebody finds them."

Riza paled.

"There are more nearby," Kain offered nervously. "I didn't realise how close you guys were, otherwise I would have warned you."

Riza regarded him quietly as he spoke and Kain visibly shrunk under her gaze.

"We need to move. If they know where you lie they will come here."

Riza sat back on her heels, rubbing her face. She truly didn't know what to do. She wanted to put a stop to the Hunters once and for all. On the other hand, she couldn't do it alone. She needed her pack. One was out of town and the other was unconscious on their couch. Hughes couldn't be dragged into this because it wasn't truly his fight. He had been living here for years in peace. All of a sudden, Rebecca and Riza show up and he is in danger.

All I have ever done is create a mess of other people's lives.

"Okay," Riza replied, taking action. "You are right. We need to go. Does anyone have a car?"

Leaving here was the last thing she wanted to do, especially without Roy, but Jean was right. The Hunters are too close, it wasn't safe for them here anymore. That had always been the plan, to move if things got too risky. However, circumstances had changed and Riza thought she had something of a future here.

Roy was out of town on business anyway. He was safe for now. When they were safe, when Rebecca was well enough, she would give him a call and fill him in on the situation. For all she knew they were being tracked right now. Phones were off limits as they moved.

"I do. I'll be back."

Jean was out the door before anyone could reply.

Kain began to shift nervously from foot to foot as the pair were left alone.

Electing to ignore the man who shot her, whether it was accidental or not, Riza began to gather their belongings. Riza didn't have a lot of personal things. When she left home, all she took with her were clothes.

Rebecca had loads of things. Midway through collecting everything from her room, Kain entered. Wordlessly, he picked up a nearby bag and helped Riza. She was surprised, and thanked him. Perhaps Jean was right. They had worked it all out.

Ten minutes later, the blonde returned with a pickup truck.

That was quick…

"Here, I'll help you." Jean took the bag from Kain and loaded into the bed of the truck. Riza tossed her own bag in, followed by carefully placing one of Rebecca's in.

The pack up didn't take long. To err on the side of caution, the pair had agreed to keep most of their things in cases so they were ready to move if need be.

Half an hour later, Riza was ready to go.

"I'm sorry to drag you into all of this," Riza told Jean. "But I really appreciate the help you have shown us. Both of you."

Kain was surprised at her thanks. He had been walking on eggshells around her the whole time. Riza could understand why, but she really didn't have time to sort everything out between them right now.

"I'm coming with you."

"Excuse me?"

"I'm coming with you," Jean repeated, determined.

"Me too," Kain chimed in.

"What? Why?"

"It's my truck?" Jean offered with a small smile. When Riza narrowed her eyes, Jean shrugged. "Because three hands are better than one? Look, if you end up needing to fend these guys off, you can't drive at the same time. Besides, someone needs to make sure Rebecca is okay."

"I want to make it up to you guys," Kain stuttered, offering his own explanation. "I did something horrible, and I am really sorry about that. The least I can do is help you out fighting the Hunters."

Riza stiffened at the name, but Jean showed no reaction towards the word.

Besides the fear that had set in half an hour ago, Riza was touched they showed so much concern for her and Rebecca.

"All right then. Let's go."

Roy's spirits lifted as he began to recognise the forest around him. It made him push himself harder as he ran. He had been running nonstop since leaving Colorado Springs. Exhaustion had set in about an hour ago but Roy didn't dare stop. His pack was in too much danger.

Roy arrived at Riza and Rebecca's house. He changed into his human form, leaning heavily against a nearby tree trunk. He had spent most of his energy while running. The thought of seeing Riza again made him smile. He pushed off the tree and began to walk towards the house. The closer he got, the more he felt something was off.

Cautiously, he approached the house. There was no noise from inside, but it was around five o'clock in the morning.

The door was locked when Roy tried to open it. He fished his key out of his backpack. The door creaked as it opened. The sound was deafening in the silence.

"Riza?" he called quietly. Entering the living room, Roy found it was considerably emptier than it was the last time he was here. Dread pooled in his stomach. He knocked lightly on Riza's bedroom door, only for it to open slowly.

The room was empty.

No longer caring about being quiet, Roy opened Rebecca's bedroom door.

Empty.

Everything was gone. Personal belongings, clothes, everything.

Roy was stumped. Why would they just up and leave? What had happened?

The dread that had begun to set in intensified, making him feel ill.

Had Kimblee gotten to them already?

Roy whipped out his phone. He phoned Riza, his hands sweating.

"The number you have called cannot be reached. Please try again later."

Roy stared at his phone screen after pulling it away from his ear.

Refusing to accept it, Roy tried again. The same automated tone repeated the message back to him.

What is going on?

While Jean drove, Riza sat in the back of the truck with Rebecca, cradling the brunette's head on her lap. The redness around her eyes had died down, leaving Rebecca with a pinkish glow.

Kain sat in the passenger seat and had been quiet the whole ride. Jean had tried to chat to him, but the young man offered little in return. Riza knew he felt nervous in her presence. She did almost feel bad for the guy, but he did shoot her. Riza still wasn't happy about that. As soon as they reached Boulder she would get the story out of Jean.

Looking out the truck window, Riza watched as the scenery rushed by.

Her heart clenched as she thought of Roy. Leaving him behind was the hardest thing she had ever done. In a way, she was lucky. Helping Rebecca and packing up the house had been a distraction. She hadn't really thought about the fact she had left him behind. It was only temporary though. He wasn't due to be back until the end of the week. By that time, they would be in a secure location and Riza would fill him in on everything that had happened.

"How long until we get there?" Riza asked, shifting in her seat. She wouldn't dwell on that thought right now. Helping Rebecca and getting somewhere safe was their main priority.

"About half an hour," Jean replied. "How is she?" he added in a more subdued voice. Worry laced his voice and Riza saw him look back at them in the rear view mirror.

"She's all right."

"What is wrong with her? She just… dropped. I don't know what happened."

"Ah, she had an allergic reaction. She has had it before," Riza replied vaguely.

Jean frowned. He wasn't satisfied with that answer, but let it slide.

The rest of the car ride was silent. Forest suddenly turned into suburbs and Riza found herself missing the greenery almost immediately. She felt the most at home in the forest, the wolf longed to be running through the trees.

Jean pulled up to a hotel, cutting the engine.

"I'll get two rooms. Is that okay with everyone?"

Kain and Riza nodded.

"I'm really sorry for what I did, Riza," Kain said quietly, continuing to stare out the window. He rung his hands nervously in his lap. "I didn't fire the shot. My brother let the bolt loose. He said it was the only way I could become a man." He snorted to himself, shaking his head. "If I had known what was truly going on…"

"Its okay, Kain." He caught her gaze in the rear view mirror. He was surprised. "I knew as soon as I looked at you after it happened you didn't mean it."

"I'm not trying to make excuses or anything. I'm am still responsible. I still held the damn crossbow." Riza was surprised at the bitterness in his voice.

Jean returned to the car, holding up two sets of keys with a tight smile.

"Let's go guys."

Jean carried Rebecca into the ground floor room. He had managed to get a room right next to the truck. The other room was right next door. The two were isolated from the rest of the rooms, which Riza was grateful for. Hotel rooms didn't have the thickest walls and she would rather be safe than sorry. It also meant that not many people would be able to see Jean carrying an unconscious woman into a hotel room.

Riza and Kain carried in the bags. Jean lay Rebecca carefully down on the nearest bed.

Now that they had finally stopped moving, Riza realised how anxious she felt. She sat on her own bed, finding herself staring at Rebecca. There wasn't much they could do for her now. They just needed to wait for her to wake up.

"I'll let you two get settled," Jean told her, breaking her out of her reverie.

"Uh, yes. Okay. Thank you." He smiled sympathetically at her before turning to the door. Kain had returned to the car. "Jean," she called. "Thank you. For everything."

"Don't mention it," he smiled.

"What will you do now? I've dragged you all the way out here. I wouldn't blame the two of you if you want to leave."

Jean chuckled. "It's all right. Any friend of Rebecca is a friend of mine."

"You really like her, huh?"

Jean nodded, without hesitation. "Yes. So you will be stuck with me for now," he winked. "Until I know she is all right and she is safe, I'll be here to help."

"Thanks," Riza smiled. Rebecca was a lucky woman. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. "Could I ask you a favour?"

"Of course."

"I need to make a phone call. Would you mind looking after her for a bit?"

"Yeah, sure."

Luckily, the hotel had a payphone outside. She put change into the machine and turned on her phone to get Roy's number. The screen lit up with a notification of six missed calls. All from Roy.

Swallowing, Riza dialled his number and silently prayed he was all right.

"Hello?" he answered. Riza sighed happily, extremely grateful to hear his voice. Although, he sounded tired and irritated.

"Hey," Riza replied quietly. The line went silent and Riza felt anxiety flutter in her stomach. "Roy?"

"Yeah, I'm here. Where the hell are you?" Riza blanched at the gruffness of his voice. What was wrong with him?

"Listen, something came up. Something serious –"

"Something so serious you didn't feel inclined to tell me about?" he snapped.

"What are you talking about?" Riza asked. Irritation rose in her. Why was he acting like that?

"Well, I'm currently standing in your empty house trying to figure out what the fuck happened to you."

Riza froze. He was there. He was in there home. By this point, the Hunters probably knew where they lived.

"Roy," Riza warned, clutching the phone tightly. "You need to get out of there. Now."

"Riza, what is going on?"

"It's the Hunters. You need to leave –"

"Riza!" Jean called her, his voice desperate. She spun round to see him frantically beckoning her over to him.

"Riza, where are you?"

"I…"

"Riza!"

"Alps Boulder Canyon Inn."

Giving up, Jean whipped back around, sprinting back to their room.

Closing her eyes, she slammed the phone down and ran to her room. A tear escaped down her cheek as she ran. Wiping it away, she ran to Rebecca and gave her the help she needed.

"Hey, man. How are you? I thought you didn't get back until the end of the week." As soon as Maes saw Roy's face, his smile dropped. "What's wrong?"

"Do you know where Riza and Rebecca are?"

"No. Why?" Maes watched as his old friend paced in his living room. Roy ran a hand through his dark hair, something which he had already done many times. It stood out in almost every direction.

"They are gone."

"Gone?" Maes echoed. "What do you mean, gone?"

"As in gone," Roy snapped. Closing his eyes briefly, Roy took as deep breath as his emotions got the better of him. "The house is empty. They took everything with them."

Maes frowned. "Well, I am sure they have good reason. Have you tried calling her?" Roy shot him a look. "I'm just trying to help man."

"Sorry," Roy sighed. "I know. Why would they just up and leave. Why wouldn't she tell me?"

"Maybe Riza didn't feel it was safe to do so? She wouldn't abandon you Roy. Not unless you had been a Grade A asshole."

Roy sighed, sitting down heavily on the couch. He placed his head in his hands, willing away the pain that had begun to form in his head. He had spent an hour or so searching the house for any clues to their disappearance, but found nothing. He even turned into a wolf and tried to search for them that way, but there were too many scents to pick up in the area. He couldn't find a definitive trail of Riza or Rebecca.

"I just… What if something has happened?"

"Don't be so pessimistic. No news isn't necessarily bad news."

"Yeah, well it isn't good news either," Roy muttered.

Maes didn't let the comment go to heart. He sighed and joined his friend.

"If you want, I will come with you back to the house to find out what happened. Maybe a fresh set of eyes will help?"

"Thanks Maes."

Riza entered her hotel room to find Rebecca having a seizure. Kain, who looked terrified once again, was holding onto one arm.

"Let go of her," Riza barked, rushing to her friend's side. Kain let go as if he had just been burned and back away from the bed. "Get a pillow between her head and the headboard." Jean sprang into action and did as she asked.

Riza retrieved the briefcase and applied another dose of the vaccine to Rebecca's system. Once she was finished, she placed the other pillows around Rebecca's body. It would mean that if a limb was to fly away from her body, it would hit something soft.

"Okay, everyone back away from the bed. We need to wait until she stops seizing."

"Shouldn't we get her head?" Kain asked.

Riza shook her head. "No, because if she jerks during her seizure and you are holding that head still you could snap her neck." Kain paled. "We just need to make sure she is comfortable and well protected."

A few minutes later, Riza timed the seizure, Rebecca finally stilled. Riza cautiously grasped her hand and felt her pulse. Checking for breathing, and once satisfied, Riza sat on the bed next to her friend.

"It's over. She's okay."

Jean bit his lip in worry. As if debating with himself, he strode over to the bed and stopped, looking down on Rebecca's form. Watching him closely, Riza knew her soul mate theory was right on the mark. They had only known each other a short time, but they were both hooked. It didn't take an expert to decipher that from the look of worry on Jean's face.

Roy let Maes search the house without him. He had already spent enough time there and the thought of going back into the empty house was not appealing in the slightest. It was just a reminder that not only had he been left behind by his pack, but Riza had left him.

That thought alone sent a sharp pain through his chest. His heart clenched in response, causing him to take a deep breath. Pressure built behind his eyes, but Roy fought the urge to let the tears fall.

Looking away from the doorway, Roy scanned the forest around him. In the short time he had spent in this house, his favourite part about it was the view of the forest. Whenever he looked out the wolf within stirred, longing to run free with his pack.

Something caught his eye briefly. Leaning to his left, looking around the corner of the house, he noticed a set of tire tracks. Approaching the imprinted grass, Roy looked for a trail. It led into the forest, towards the nearest road which was about a mile away. The house itself didn't have a drive way or any parking space. In truth, Roy didn't even know Riza or Rebecca had a car.

"Maes," Roy called, entering the house hesitantly. The sight of it so bare caused his stomach to churn. "I found something."

"Good, because there is nothing here," he replied, shaking his head. "I don't get it. One thing I do know is that they left in a hurry."

"How so?"

"The fridge is still full. If this had been planned, wouldn't everything have been cleared out?"

Roy hadn't thought of that.

His phone buzzed in his pocket, filling the too silent house.

The number was unknown, but Roy answered without hesitation.

"Hello?"

There was a quiet sigh on the other end of the phone before the caller replied.

"Hey." Recognising the voice, Roy felt relief wash through him. Riza was alive. However, anger and irritation began to fester as Roy thought about how he had been left behind. It hurt that Riza hadn't told him they were leaving. "Roy?" she asked again, worry clear in her voice.

"Yeah, I'm here. Where the hell are you?" His reply came out gruffer than intended, but he was pissed off.

"Listen, something came up. Something serious –"

"Something so serious you didn't feel inclined to tell me about?" he snapped, his anger spiking.

"What are you talking about?" Riza asked. Roy could hear her own irritation.

"Well, I'm currently standing in your empty house trying to figure out what the fuck happened to you."

The line went quiet. Roy waited for Riza's reply, growing more irritable by the second.

"Roy, you need to get out of there. Now." The warning was clear in her voice. Panic also laced her tone. It caused him to pause.

"Riza, what is going on?"

"It's the Hunters. You need to leave –"

There was a distant shout which cut her off.

"Riza, where are you?" Roy's voice was calm now as he tried to get information from her. His momentary bout of anger would accomplish nothing. Stupid comments would get him nowhere and it appeared time was off the essence.

"I…"

Another shout went up, distracting Riza from their conversation.

"Alps Boulder Canyon Inn."

Roy pulled his phone away from his ear in surprise as the line went dead.

"It's a hotel just outside Boulder, about an hour or two from here," Maes offered.

Roy nodded and left the house.

"You're going? Now?"

Roy nodded. "Keep your family safe. Riza mentioned the Hunters. Something isn't right here and I'm going to find out what."

Crack.

"Stay safe yourself, Roy," Maes muttered before turning in the direction of his own home.