"Hey gorgeous." Paul says as he and Kyle come in the back exterior entrance to the office at the pack's restaurant. Isaac is quickly pinned against the desk as Paul kisses him firmly. He backs away with a smirk just as the door swings open and one of the managers walks in. "Am I….uh…interrupting?" She asks with a vicious grin when she notes the breathless way Isaac is looking at Paul while Kyle snickers and sits down. "Nope. They were just leaving." Isaac says after clearing his throat. "Oh boo." Paul says with an exaggerated pouty face. Isaac smiles at this. "Go get a table I'll join you in a few minutes." Kyle stands and takes Paul's hand and pulls the still pouting human away from their busy pack mate. Paul stumbles as he's hit with a wave of love and passion from Isaac over the mate bond. He looks back at him and they share a quick smile before the door swings shut.
"We have a good level of protection here we should be able to reach your target and remain undetected." Milton says as he and Rebecca descend an old ramshackle stairway to the basement. Once they reach the bottom she looks around in amazement. "This… This is a place of power. How?" She pauses looking back up the stairs. "The boundary lies at the foot of the stair. The room is warded, shielded, and protected by both natural and magical elements. You have to be in this space to even sense its presence. Also there are several rings of mountain ash starting at the perimeter of the property. It would be quite impossible for a wolf or any other supernatural creature to attack us here." "Impressive." She says walking around and looking at all of the items on shelves and mounted to the wall. "Who is your friend?" She asks turning to face Milton. "He….prefers to remain anonymous. He is no longer active. He has left the country while we are here and as I said, only allowed us access to this space because of his debt to me. Let's make some preparations and then make the initial connection.
"Want some desert?" Isaac asks bumping Paul gently under the table. "Sure." Paul says with a grin. "The usual. Be right back though." Paul slips out of the booth and walks to the restroom. As he is finishing up at the sink a wave is nausea hits him. He has to grab the counter to stay on his feet. There is a brief flash of anger that rips through him. The reflection in the mirror seems to look back at him a dark unpleasant look in its eyes. In an instant its gone. "Hey." Isaac says sliding his hand up Paul's back and squeezing the back of his neck. "What happened?" Kyle steps up on the other side of Paul and puts his hand on Paul's arm. "Paul?" "Hey." Paul says with a smile. "Who called this meeting?" "You felt panicked and seemed like you were someplace else when we came in." Isaac says looking around the empty washroom. "Sorry I just felt dizzy for a moment. I thought I was going to faint." Paul says with a shrug turning from the sink to face his mates. "I'm Ok now though. Did you order yet?" Kyle snickers. "Yes your key lime pie is on its way."
"Something is not right." Milton says. "He's too strong." Rebeca says. "Even a mated human shouldn't have that level of resistance." Milton says raising from where he'd been kneeling next to Rebeca and pacing slowly deep in thought. "You can connect but nothing else?" "The only time I was able to have any influence was just before you showed up." She says standing and then dropping in to a chair. "And that took so much effort any magic user within 50 miles probably picked up on the attempt. Where is Deaton in all of this?" Rebeca scoffs. "I've taken measures to keep him out of the way." "You've specifically blocked him? Cleaver." "At best he will know something is going on. He won't be able to do anything about it, let alone track me down." Milton looks at Rebeca a moment. Something unreadable in his eyes. He pulls a phone out and heads up the stairs. "Where are you going?" She asks. "To confer with some colleagues. I want this done and over with so I can be done with you and this back water town." That said Milton stomps up the stairs with Rebeca looking after him. After a moment she sighs and slouches back in to the chair rubbing her temples.
"I love it here." Kyle says. Kyle, Isaac, and Paul are sitting on the small balcony from their bedroom. The large chair for Paul and Isaac had been replaced with an even larger one to accommodate Kyle. The three had come out and were lounging around enjoying the unexpected warm day in the middle of winter. "It's so much nicer than Texas. So much green. So much to look at." The air is filled with the quiet sounds of the forest as the wind blows gently through the trees. A soft snore draws Kyle's attention. He and Isaac both look at Paul where he is turned slightly towards Isaac. His head on his taller mates shoulder. "How's he doing?" Derek asks stepping out on to the balcony with them. "Seems to tire pretty easily. He's zoned out a couple times but hasn't acted unusual." Isaac says taking Paul's hand in his and squeezing it softly. "What did Deaton have to say?" Kyle asks. "Someone is here but that's all he knows. He says he thinks that whoever it is has been shielding their location. He says sometimes the shield seems weaker than others. He'll almost be able to get an idea of the direction of the person but then the shield will solidify and he's blocked again."
"Should we leave?" Isaac asks softly looking from Kyle to Derek. "Were would we go?" Kyle asks. Derek shakes his head. "For the time being I think it's best for you all to stay here. This is most likely an attack on the pack. Paul is merely being used as the connection point. We're stronger here, on our land, together." Isaac is silent for a moment before he nods. "Agreed. I don't like feeling helpless."
Milton comes back down the stairs carrying a book. "Where did you get that?" Rebeca asks standing and reaching for the book. Milton pulls it back slightly. "This isn't the only shielded room in the house. Our host has agreed to let me use his library provided that I'm the only one to come in to contact with any of its contents. Rebeca scoffs and reaches again. Milton takes a step back. "He was quite firm in his conditions. The fact that he owes me a favor does not mean he is someone we want to trifle with." Milton makes a 'shooing' gesture with his hand. Once Rebeca has retreated several steps he continues. "We're going to need a slightly different angle….To wedge our foot in the door so to speak. You may look so as to help me draw these but do not touch. He will know, and will be quite…displeased with you. Milton pulls a stand over from out of the corner and lays the book on it gesturing to the page. Rebeca steps up eyes going wide. "This is!" She starts. "Yes." Milton answers with a smug grin. "How did he?" "He is a man of vast resources and knowledge. I'm not sure which is greater. He's been around for a very long time. Shall we begin?"
Paul is climbing the stairs with one hand on the rail while he likes a picture on Facebook Kyle had just posted when a wave of nausea hits him. His head tilts to the side as his eyes start to close he's just about to fall back wards when the arm holding the rail yanks. He's pulled forward and crashes down face first on to the stairs where he lay motionless. His phone clatters down a few steps before dropping to the floor below.