Ry crouched down to the side of the door as Dracka moved up. With a kick, the door flew off the hinges as he rushed into the factory with Ry behind him. He lunged at the first man he came across and plunged his fangs down hard, ripping into his throat. Ry shouted out a spell behind him as noise erupted from the front of the building. He let the man drop and turned to Ry.

The man barely gave him a glance before rushing off towards the stairs to the second level with Dracka a step behind. Dracka grabbed the man's shoulder and pulled him back.

"I can smell his blood," Dracka hissed. "Follow me."

Ry nodded and they crept forward, Dracka taking the lead. They stopped outside one of the doors and they could hear voices. Dracka nodded over at Ry before lifting his leg and smashing through the door. They rushed into the room, taking the four people in surprise as Dracka and Ry ripped into them.

Dracka let the man he held fall to the floor with a thud as he turned and paled. He scrambled across the ground to the bloody body of Blake and fell to his knees without caring as a whimper escaped him. The man was covered in blood and he was sure he had been shot more than once, his pale skin standing out against the blood and dirt.

Blake lay sprawled out on the ground and Dracka whimpered again when couldn't hear a heartbeat. He reached out a shaking hand and touched the man's cold skin. He couldn't feel a pulse as he placed his fingers against his throat. He felt a chill run through him in horror.

"Blake?" Dracka gasped and grabbed the man's shoulder and shook him.

The man was completely limp and unresponsive.

Ry landed next to him and reached out a hand and placed it on his father's naked chest.

"Oh, god." Ry gasped, with wide eyes as he took in the damage to his father.

"He doesn't have a heartbeat," Dracka whimpered.

"The Hallows," Ry whispered.

"Is there a delay?" Dracka questioned as he picked up the man's hand and noticed that his ring was gone. "They took his ring."

"I'll have a look," Ry offered and got to his feet.

Dracka wrapped both his hands around Blake's as he stared down at him. Wishing to hear his heartbeat and those green eyes of his to open. He rocked slightly as he held his hand. The coldness of the man's skin making his stomach churn. He pulled until Blake was resting in his arms and he ran a hand over his head, feeling the soft hair under his palm.

"They took both his rings," Ry said softly from beside him. "Here."

Dracka slowly looked up to see the man holding out the two rings. Dracka carefully shifted Blake in his arms so that Ry could grab his hand and slip the two rings onto his fingers. The Hallows ring disappeared as soon as Ry slipped it on while the black eyes on the snake glinted up at them.

Ry wrapped his arm around Dracka's shoulders as he held Blake. They looked up when Miller appeared in the doorway. He sucked in a breath when he saw them and stumbled to a stop with wide eyes. He stepped into the room and waved his hand to stop his team from following.

"Hold the hallway," Miller ordered harshly as he moved closer. "Is he?"

"Dead?" Dracka whispered. "Yes."

All the colour left the man's face as he looked down at the three men and he sucked in a breath as he moved closer.

"The Hallows?" Miller uttered in horror.

"I can't hear a heartbeat," Dracka replied. "Nothing."

"Have you been there when he's died before?" Miller asked as he knelt in front of them and looked Blake over.

"I have," Ry confirmed. "He jolts back to life quickly, no delay."

Ry placed his hand on his father's head in Dracka's arms. He felt out with his magic and ran it slowly down his body, feeling out the damage. He whispered the healing charms under his breath as he closed his eyes to focus better.

"Not sure that will help," Dracka whispered.

"Don't care," Ry snapped. "When he wakes up, he would prefer it."

The three men didn't want to think on the possibility that Blake wouldn't wake up. Ry focused back on his healing as he ran his magic into the bullet holes. He almost sobbed at the amount of damage that had been done to his father. His magic creeped into each wound, healing what he could. No one else would have survived what had been done to him. They hadn't just wounded him, they had meant wounds to kill him.

The feeling of Dracka's dark magic beside him kept him grounded as he worked to heal what he could. He brushed his magic down his father's body one more time before pulling back. There was more damage there than he could heal but at least he'd tried. He sighed as he bowed his head, the only sound was Dracka's soft whining and Ry felt for him. He felt a little hollow himself and just hoped that today wasn't the day that the Hallows failed.

"Could you jolt his heart?" Miller question breaking the silence. "Jump start it?"

"Like a muggle defibrillator?" Ry questioned as he looked up at the other man.

"Yes," Miller agreed. "If you can get him away from Mr Dracka."

Dracka growled in his direction but Miller just looked at him mildly. They were all on edge, this was something that they didn't know. How the Deathly Hallows worked was still very much a mystery to them all.

"What about Severus?"

The three men looked up to see Draco standing in the doorway. He had his phone to his ear and his golden griffin sitting on his shoulder. The man looked pale as he looked down at them. His pale eyes just a little wider than normal.

"Is he awake?" Ry asked softly and Draco nodded and held the phone out.

Ry took it in his hand and put it on speaker phone as he placed it down on the floor next to him.

"Severus?" Ry whispered.

"You found him?" Severus whispered, sounding very rough.

"Yes," Ry replied. "We have him."

"Is he alive?"

"No," Dracka whispered as he held a hand to Blake's throat. "He doesn't have a heartbeat or is breathing."

"The connection is there," Severus replied hoarsely.

The men in the room froze, the connection shouldn't be there.

"Can you do anything?" Ry asked. "Jolt the connection?"

"I can try," Severus answered. "He pushed magic my way before, that's what woke me up."

Dracka placed Blake back onto the floor gently as he slipped out of his coat and covered the man's naked body. Ry moved until he sat on the floor with his father's head in his lap and placed a hand over his heart.

"Okay, Severus." Ry ordered.

Ry could feel a slight jolt under his hand and he looked up at Dracka.

"Nothing," Dracka whispered. "Can you try again, Severus.

"Once more," Severus whispered and they could tell the man was slipping.

Blake jolted slightly again and Ry bowed his head and tapped into his magic and ran it over his father's body until he focused in on his heart. He could feel something but he wasn't sure what.

"Once more," Ry whispered. "I'm going to boost it."

"Is that a good idea, Potter?" Severus asked roughly.

"Probably not," Ry smirked.

"Ready?" Severus warned.

"Yes."

Ry felt the jolt and grabbed the connection between the two men and tangled his magic around it. He fed into it as he whispered a healing spell under his breath.

"What are you doing?" Severus whispered.

"Not really sure," Ry replied.

"Keep going."

Ry fed in his magic into the connection and felt something under his hand. A slight jolt and dark magic. He kept his light magic on the surface, a barrier against his father's magic as he held the connection.

"Wizard magic," Severus snapped a little breathless.

Ry quickly switched over to his wizard magic, letting his light magic go and fed the connection. He felt a slight thump and Dracka gasped beside him and grabbed his shoulder.

"Keep going," Dracka whispered. "Is that okay, Severus?"

"Yes."

Ry focused completely on his father, Severus and the connection as he fed magic along it in both directions until he felt something and he stopped. He cocked his head to the side as dark magic brushed against him. He didn't grab it but he didn't push it away either. He let go of the connection as he felt that heartbeat and sighed.

"His heart is beating," Dracka whispered.

Miller released a breath.

"Are you okay, Severus?" Dracka questioned.

"The mediwitch is glaring at me," Severus replied. "I don't think that's a good thing. Are you bringing Blake here?"

Ry and Dracka looked down at the man, taking in the bruises and blood on his face and body. Dracka moved his hand up and cupped the man's cheek. They all knew that Blake wouldn't like to wake up in hospital but they didn't have much choice.

"He's not good," Dracka muttered.

"Ry?" Severus questioned softly.

"I've done all I can," Ry answered, his hand resting on his father's chest, reassured by that slight beat. "He still isn't good."

"The Hallows?" Severus questioned.

"They took his wand and his ring," Dracka reported. "We found his ring but not the wand. We don't know if that's the reason for his slow resurrection."

"Bring him here," Severus ordered.

"That's enough," A female voice snapped over the phone.

"We'll move him there, Severus." Dracka agreed.

"Thank you," Severus replied and hung up.

They all looked down at Blake's bloody face. Ry pulled a small torch from his pocket and rolled his father's eyelids up and flicked the light on.

"No response," Ry muttered, as he pulled out a stethoscope.

He placed it against his father's chest.

"Liquid in his lungs," Ry muttered. "Heart is slow, breathing shallow. I'm not sure if we are going to lose him again."

"All bad things," Draco stated as he knelt down and picked up his phone from the floor. "Any good things, Potter?"

"He has a heartbeat," Dracka snapped and flashed his fangs at the younger man, which Draco just looked back at him mildly.

Blake suddenly groaned and slitted green eyes looked up at Dracka and the vampire shivered. He cupped the man's face as those eyes tried to focus before they slipped closed again.

"If he's trying to wake up," Ry remarked. "We should be able to move him."

"Alright," Dracka confirmed and gathered the man into his arms.

He lifted him up easily, the man's body limp as Ry settled Dracka's jacket over him to cover him up as much as possible.

"Can I apparate from here?" Dracka asked Ry

"I'll help," Ry offered as he moved in close and wrapped an arm around Dracka's shoulders.

"I'll lock the building down," Miller reported. "And find out what they were up to."

Dracka gave him a nod as he felt Ry's magic wrapping around him before sharing a look with the younger man and apparating.

xXx

Dracka started awake when someone grabbed his shoulder. He looked up into Severus's bruised face as the man stood there with a cane in his hand. He was leaning heavily into the cane and looked pale but his dark eyes were intense as they looked down at him. He was recovering but very slowly, what he'd done with Blake had wiped him out for a few days.

"Should you be up?" Dracka asked as he looked the man over.

"By the glare the mediwitch gave me," Severus smirked. "I wouldn't say so."

Severus eased himself down on the side of Blake's bed and picked up the man's hand. It had been a week and Blake still hadn't gained consciousness or shown signs of waking after they had taken him from where they had found him. Everyone was worried, Ry most of all and Dracka had had to drag the man out of the room and back to his apartment with the threat of violence if he didn't get some sleep.

"We think they were after the Hallows," Dracka whispered as he looked the other man over.

Severus had aged, but like most wizards, he didn't look as old as he was. There were a few more wrinkles but his hair was still jet black and his eyes sharp as they looked at him.

"Thank you for coming," Severus offered and Dracka started.

"Have you had trouble here?"

Severus rubbed a hand over his head, a move so much like Blake that Dracka smirked, the man caught his eye and let his hand drop.

"Blake thought someone was following him," Severus said after a few minutes. "I thought it was just paranoia…"

Severus trailed off as he looked down at the man in the bed.

"They have tried before," Dracka retorted. "We have pushed them back."

"This was different," Severus stated harshly, his dark eyes hard. "They went for me first."

Dracka shivered at the words.

"They waited until Blake went into the bathroom, Dracka."

Dracka paled as Severus's words sunk in. They had waited until the two men were separated and Blake was without a weapon before striking. They had known that they'd have to take both of them out, but they had to take Severus out first. That meant that they knew their targets and they had been watching them.

"Ry said that they bent the wards on the house," Severus continued. "They were able to work the wards so that Blake didn't pick up on it."

"And he would have checked them on the regular basis," Dracka pointed out as he leaned forward in his seat.

"Yes," Severus replied. "Every time he gets bored, he's doing something with the wards. Locked me out of the bloody bathroom one time, I haven't let him forgot it either. Blake was happy when the Department called him with some work."

Dracka snorted a laugh as he looked at the two men as Severus flashed him a grin. The smile was off set by the bruise covering his cheek and the bruising under his eye. Dracka got to his feet as Severus watched him.

He touched his fingers to Severus's face and the man caught his hand and held it against his cheek. Dracka started at the move, as unreadable black eyes watched him. He started slightly as Severus reached out and grabbed him and pulled him close. He folded into Severus's arms as the man held him.

Severus's scent wrapped around him and the demon in him purred. He shook slightly at the thought he could have lost both these men that meant so much to him. Severus ran his hand down his back and pulled him until he stood between his legs. It was such an intimate move that Dracka pulled back sharply and looked down into amused dark eyes.

"You've been gone for too long," Severus uttered softly.

Dracka jolted slightly at the words but Severus held him still with his hands on his hips. He looked the man over, this was out of character for him and his eyes flicked over to Blake sleeping in the bed next to him.

"Blake would say the same," Severus offered with a twist to his lips as he watched him.

"I should go," Dracka said instead.

"No," Severus stated and held his hips tighter, Dracka could have easily broken the hold but he didn't. "We are going to need you."

Dracka started and looked into Severus's dark eyes. He couldn't read anything into the man's expression but by the tight grip the man had on him, he'd made his point clear.

"Stay," Severus whispered then added. "Please?"

Dracka nodded, he couldn't walk away from them when they needed him. It's what made him drop everything to come here in the first place.

"Alright," Dracka agreed and Severus let his hip go and he stepped back.

"I should head back to bed before that mediwitch finds me again," Severus commented with a quirk to his lips. "I swear they didn't give Blake and myself a room together just so they could keep us under control."

"Good luck with that," Dracka snorted with a fond smile. "Once he is awake, they will have no chance."

Severus gave a chuckle that sent a bolt through Dracka and gave him a wink. He limped slowly out of the room and Dracka looked back down at Blake and sighed. What had he walked into?

xXx

Harry woke slowly, he felt heavy and groggy but the pain wasn't so bad so he was sure that some time had passed. He rolled onto his side and slowly opened his eyes. Whiteness greeted him and he groaned.

"Back with the living?"

Harry snorted at Dracka's voice and opened his eyes again to see the vampire looking at him with dark eyes.

"I thought I could feel your magic," Harry whispered as he looked at the other man.

Dracka snorted and moved to his feet as he stepped towards the bed. Harry gently strengthened the connection with Severus, an instinctive reaction.

"Couldn't keep me away," Dracka replied with a twist to his lips, but his eyes gave him away.

"Ry called you?" Harry asked as he rolled onto his back and hissed slightly at the pain.

"Yes," Dracka answered as he picked up his hand and tangled their fingers together. "You have been out a for just over a week and a half. Do you need more pain killers?"

"All good," Harry replied with a wink and saw Dracka's eyes darken.

'Have you spoken to Dracka?' Harry thought along the link with Severus and got amusement back from the man. 'Are you leaving this up to me?'

Harry focused back on Dracka and looked the vampire over, he hadn't changed in all the years that he'd known him. In looks that is, the hatred had faded from his eyes to be replaced with something else as they looked down at him. He seemed softer and the coldness had left him. Harry shivered slightly as the man's magic brushed across him arm and Dracka frowned.

"Are you cold?" Dracka asked as he shifted closer. "I'm sure I can find another blanket."

Harry suddenly pulled on the hand in his sharply and Dracka yelped as he stumbled forward. Harry wrapped his other hand around the back of the man's head and pulled him close. Wide eyes met his before Harry pulled him forward and kissed him. The vampire froze as their lips touched and Harry growled slightly.

Then Dracka was kissing him as he wrapped a hand around the back of his head and pulled him slightly. Harry hissed at the pain and Dracka eased up. He panted slightly as Dracka pulled back and looked down at him in shock. Harry twisted his lips up before pulling him back down for another kiss. They took their time this time as Harry ran his hand under the vampire's shirt and pulled him close.

"Well, what do we have here?"

Harry hissed in pain as Dracka ripped himself away from him. Harry looked over to Severus leaning against the closed door of the room. Harry wrapped an arm around his protesting ribs before looking over at Dracka.

The vampire was crouched slightly as his eyes darted between the two men and Harry gave him a smirk. The man was ready to fight or flee. Severus moved away from the door and towards the vampire. Dracka backed up a step, while Harry tried to ease the pain in his ribs.

"He did it!" Dracka snarled, pointing at Harry.

"Is that so?" Severus purred as he stalked forward, not looking at Harry.

'Are you okay?' Severus thought along the link.

'Yeah,' Harry replied. 'Tired.'

Severus didn't pause at the silent exchange and Dracka's eyes flicked around.

"Yes!" Dracka yelped.

Severus stopped in front of the vampire and Dracka looked at him, his head slightly lowered and tiled to the side.

"I should go," Dracka whispered.

"No," Severus snapped, his words like steel.

Dracka went to step back but Severus grabbed him. The vampire went to lash out and Severus released him quickly and stepped back. Dracka froze with wide eyes.

"I do not want a fist to the ribs," Severus drawled and Harry snorted.

"Neither did I," Harry commented.

Dracka stilled in shock and Severus took advantage. He grabbed the man and pulled him close. Dracka fell into his arms and Severus bent down and captured his lips in a burning kiss as he pulled him close with a slight growl that went straight through Harry.

Harry watched the two men as Dracka ran his hand under Severus's thin hospital shirt with half closed eyes. He could feel sleep tugging at him as the two men kissed. The pain in his ribs easing off as his magic went to work. Not to mention the drugs and potions in his system.

"Still with us, Blake?" Severus purred as he glanced over his shoulder.

"Hmm," Harry murmured.

Dracka pulled back from Severus and flicked his eyes over to him as Harry felt sleep start to overcome him. His eyes slipped shut to the shocked look in the vampire's eyes.

xXx

"He's out," Severus sighed as he looked over at his lover. "I'm surprised he was awake that long."

Severus turned back to the man in his arms and Dracka's shocked eyes and smirked. He leaned forward as he cupped the vampire's face and kissed him. Dracka whimpered slightly under his hands and he chuckled as he pulled back. He looked down into Dracka's eyes and gave the man a smile.

"Right there?" Severus asked with a smirk.

"You had this planned?" Dracka gasped.

"Ha!" Severus barked and stepped back slightly. "Hardly. Getting shot and Blake getting captured is never a plan, Dracka."

The vampire leered at him as they moved back towards Blake's bed. Severus ran a hand over the man's head and could feel the slight heat under his palm.

"I'm never sure when Blake's involved," Dracka muttered.

Severus turned to him and grabbed his hand, the vampire's fingers curled around his.

"I didn't realise I had been gone that long," Dracka remarked with a smirk.

Both men looked over when a bang sounded from the door as someone ran into it.

"Oi!"

Severus smirked and let Dracka's hand go as he limped over to the door and opened it. Ry stood there, rubbing his forehead.

"Why was the door locked?" Ry asked as he slipped through the door and closed it behind him. "That's against the hospital rules. Not to mention that those doors don't lock and have anti-locking charms on them!"

Ry looked at the two men, his green eyes flicking between them before focusing on his father.

"Did he wake up?" Ry asked as he moved forward and pulled his wand.

"Briefly," Severus replied with a smirk in Dracka's direction and the man flashed his fangs at him.

"How long?" Ry demanded.

"Ten or fifteen minutes," Dracka replied.

"Was he coherent?"

"About as much as Blake can be," Dracka smirked as Severus snorted.

Ry ran his wand down his father's body before looking back at the two men and pointed his wand at Severus. Severus raised an eyebrow at him but Ry just smirked at him.

"Ha!" Dracka laughed as Ry ran his wand down Severus's body and the man shivered.

"Stop that!" Severus snapped with a growl.

Ry just grinned and flicked his wand with a whispered spell. Dracka darted forward and grabbed Severus when the man stumbled and twin dark eyes glared at Ry. The man just calmly placed his wand away.

"Bloody Potters," Severus muttered as Dracka helped him over to the chair beside Blake's bed.

"I'm better than that nurse that's looking for you in the hallway," Ry stated as he looked down at the other man. "Miller and Kingsley have cleaned up your house but I wouldn't stay there. I'm sure Dad has another place you can stay at. The Doctor says you can be released in a few days and I'm sure I can pull some strings for Dad to be released as well. It's not like we can do much for him here and now that he's awake, he'll be causing more trouble than anything else."

"Thank you, Ry." Severus offered.

Ry grasped the man's shoulder before looking back at his father.

"They were watching you for two months," Ry reported as he looked back at Severus and Dracka tensed. "Kingsley and Miller are looking through everything we found. They had this planned for a while and they weren't alone."

"They didn't care about killing me," Blake whispered and the three men looked down at his tried green eyes. "Someone ordered for me to be killed. They were after the Hallows."

The three men shivered at Blake's words.

"Can you remember anything else?" Ry questioned as he knelt by the side of the bed.

"They went for fatal blows," Blake replied. "But not head shots. They were after the parts of the Hallows but I think they were trying to work out how I kept waking up after I had been killed, without the Hallows appearing."

"Yes," Ry agreed. "The wounds you had were all fatal."

The men fell silent at that.

"If there are more, they will be back." Blake added, "Immortal life can be a strong draw card."

Severus grabbed the man's hand tightly and Blake gave him a tired smile.

"We had trouble bringing you back," Ry told him.

"Did you?" Blake asked with a frown.

"You weren't breathing or had a heartbeat," Dracka informed him.

Blake frowned.

"I can't help you there," Blake remarked. "I don't know how much time passes when I die or what happens."

"No one has told you before?" Severus questioned softly.

"No," Blake replied. "Wasn't often that someone was around."

Severus felt his heart clench at the words and his hand tightened on the hand in his.

"I'm not up to experimenting either," Blake added with a quirk of his lips.