"Your proximity to this pack places you in danger." Maria says as she hands the bags of Chinese food to Paul. He has met her just outside the storage room. "I have no choice Maria they are my mates, this is my pack….my family." Paul says shrugging his shoulders. "Choice." She says quietly appearing to look through Paul at something past him. "We're all faced with choices. Sometimes it's not the choice but the consequences that are the most difficult to bear." Her gaze refocuses on Paul and the two look into each other's eyes for a moment. "You have a kind soul, a gentle spirit. Your energy is as pure and limitless as your love for your mates. Hold on to that my child. You will need it to overcome this and future challenges that are soon to make themselves known. There are very dark days ahead for you. Days where you will question your choice. Days where you will lose sight of that which you hold most dear. Find your home and you'll find your anchor. You anchor will always return you to where you need to be."
At that Maria turns and moves gracefully back towards the office. As she crosses the boundary she says without looking back. "Remain behind the line." Paul jumps slightly when a hand is placed on his shoulder. "Sorry baby didn't mean to startle you." Isaac says. "She never says much." Isaac says. "What do you think she meant?" Paul asks leading Isaac back into the building. "She said to stay behind the wards." Isaac says taking the bags from Paul. "No the part about dark days and challenges." Paul says looking up at Isaac as the two walk slowly back to the camper. "I didn't hear that. All I heard her say was for you to remain behind the line." Isaac says shaking his head slightly. "We talked for a couple minutes." Paul says stopping and placing his hand on Isaac's arm. "Baby you walked out to meet her I followed you out she handed you the food and she turned and left. Are you OK?" Isaac asks. "I guess…...she really isn't human." Paul says bumping Isaac gently and walking back towards the camper. "No surprise there." Isaac says following Paul into the camper. The two start pulling the food out of the bags. Paul tosses a fortune cookie at Kyle to wake him up.
"Are you able to feel anything?" Deaton asks. They are in the open area in front of the pack house just outside of the barrier Deaton had laid down to protect them. Derek is standing inside a circle while Deaton chants softly. "Nothing." Derek says gruffly turning to look at Stiles and the rest of the pack on the porch. "Maybe we should come out of hiding move around town to draw them out." Stiles suggests. Just as he is about to step off the porch. "Don't even think about it." Derek says with a growl. "You're staying behind the wards where it's safe. All of you are." Stiles huffs nearly stomping his foot. Peter raises his eyebrows. "All of us?" "Yes." Derek snaps. Peter opens his mouth to say something when Derek gets a far away look. "I feel it." He says. "Yes." Deaton says. The Dr. frowns and says "It's strange it almost seems like…" "A search beacon." Derek offers. "It's moving. They are trying to make the connection but Deaton's blocking them." "Are you able to tell where they are?" Danny asks. "Unfortunately yes." Deaton says after a moment. "Why is that unfortunate?" Stiles asks. "It's gone." Derek says as his eyes come back into focus. "I know where they are." Deaton says before he goes silent for a moment. "Well?" Stiles says stepping off the porch. He backs up quickly at his mates glare. Scott grabs him and hauls him back. "They are at an estate on the far side of Beacon Hills. The owner Devon Hughes is a former practitioner of various magical…..disciplines. I had thought he retired. That he is involved in this is…..troubling." "Well let's go pay him a visit." Stiles suggests. Deaton shakes his head. "No this will require careful planning and consideration. He is quite powerful. A direct confrontation would not be a good idea." "Now that you know what is going on can you give us better protection? I'm not letting my Alpha go up against someone like this on his own." Peter says shifting his weight anxiously. "I think we're all forgetting something." Scott says. "Before, they have had the upper hand because we didn't know what was going on. We didn't know what they were capable of. We know now. Derek if you have an all consuming desire to kill Stiles you should realize that it's someone else." "Or that it's simply a tuesday." Peter says dryly. Stiles snorts earning a pained look from Derek. "He's got a point." Derek says. "Come on everyone get across the line. If they figure out that we're on to them they may go to ground and we'll never find them." Stiles steps off the porch followed by the rest of the pack. The pack mom steps into his mate's space and presses a warm kiss to his lips. "Love you sourwolf. Can you do something to fool them? Make them think we are somewhere we are not?" Stiles asks pulling back and turning to Deaton. "Yes but not for long." The druid replies. "I think we should give this place a drive by." Stiles says slipping his arm around Derek's waist. "I won't be able to do this for everyone." Deaton says with a frown.
"Can you shrink the wards?" Danny asks. "Open up most of the house but maybe leave part, or one room warded. If someone gets out of control we can push them in there to break them free." "Supernatural panic room I like it." Scott says with a smile.
"What are you doing?" Milton asks when they pull up to the house. "Just checking on the mutts." Rebecca says climbing out of the car. "Not a good idea to do it so close to the house. If your cloak slips you'll give away your location. You should wait until you're downstairs" She waves her hand dismissively and says nothing as she moves towards the house.
Derek pulls his car over a short while later. When he goes to open the door Deaton puts his hand on his shoulder from the back seat. "You won't be able to approach the house." Derek and Stiles both look back at the Dr. "There are rings of mountain ash expanding out from the house. The entire structure is hardened with natural, magical, and physical barriers. It looks like and old home but trust me. You'll barely be able to see it before you're stopped by the barriers." "Well then how the hell do we get in?" Stiles asks. "You don't." Deaton says simply. "Can a human get in?" Stiles asks. "A human would make it past the mountain ash, but depending on their intent they may not be able to enter the house itself. As I said, there are numerous layers of protection." "Well then I guess we wait for him to come out." Stiles says settling back into his seat. "That may take some time." Deaton says. "Do you have someplace to be?" Derek says with a raised eyebrow. "No." Deaton says with a sigh sitting back in his seat. "Not at present."
A couple hours later
"I see movement." Stiles says sitting up a little higher in his seat. "Yes." Derek says peering out the side window. A few moments later a car emerges carrying Milton and Rebeca. "Do you recognize them?" Derek asks. "Difficult to tell in the dark." Deaton says. Derek starts the car and follows at a distance. Eventually the car pulls into the parking lot at one of the 24 hour restaurants on the edge of town. Derek pulls up across the street the trio watching as Milton and Rebeca exit their car and walk into the diner. "Interesting." Deaton says. "Is that him?" Derek inquires still watching the pair through the window. "No the man is Milton Burroughs, I don't know who the woman is." "Who is Milton Burroughs?" Stiles asks. "I only know him by reputation. He is essentially a problem solver for the supernatural community." Deaton replies. "Seriously? He's a cleaner?" Deaton's brow furrows. "Simplistic but yes. Eliminating evidence is something that he would be contracted for. Primarily he solves problems using his own skills, bringing in others as needed." "So Devon hired Milton to clean us up and this woman is someone he's brought in to assist? Why now? If he has been here all this time why attack us now?" Stiles asks squirming in his seat. "Who's to say." Deason replies. "Shhhh" Derek hisses. "Trying to listen." "Sorry." Stiles whispers placing his hand on Derek's. Deaton whispers something softly and closes his eyes.
"The others are where I'd expect them to be." Rebecca says laying her menu down and staring at the special's menu taped to the napkin dispenser. "Paul, Isaac and Kyle are still missing?" Milton asks. "It doesn't make any sense they were there and then they just vanished. The entire pack did for a few minutes but eventually came back." Rebecca says annoyance coloring her tone. "How do you feel?" Milton asks. "Like things should be moving more quickly." Rebecca spits in response. "I mean physically, have you harmed yourself? That could explain the brief loss of visibility of the pack. Now Kyle, Paul and Isaac though? I think they are some place that's warded. Given that the rest of the pack seems to be going about their normal routine it's probably safe to assume we're still hidden. They may have some place they like to go that's either naturally or intentionally shielded." "I feel fine, tired but otherwise nothing's wrong." Rebecca says slumping back in her chair. "No headache?" Milton asks. "No."
"Full" Paul says slumping back and sighing. "Me too." Kyle says leaning over and laying his head on Paul's shoulder. "Wonder how long we have to stay here." Paul says with a yawn. "Stiles said they were going to go check out the house where they think this guy lives. No telling how long that could take. Hopefully we can go home tomorrow." Isaac says standing up and stretching. "Where you going puppy?" Paul says pressing closer against Kyle. "To lock the door." Isaac says stepping down out of the trailer. "I thought this place was essentially invisible." Kyle says. "It is, but not to everyone." Isaac says walking into the semi darkness. With the door locked he then moves a very heavy safe over in front of the door. Even with his were strength the operation taking several moments due to the weight. He checks the lock on the large steel roll up door and then walks back to the camper. Isaac grins when he see's Kyle and Paul already in the bed with room left for him. He closes and locks the door to the camper and joins them. "I'm really sorry for what happened earlier." Isaac says in the darkness as Paul and Kyle both fall into their customary positions. Kyle on his back. Paul next to him with his head on Kyle's shoulder with Isaac big spooning Paul. Paul reaches for Isaac's arm and pulls it over him before tangling their legs. "It wasn't you puppy. I'm sorry for doubting you." "Me too." Kyle says. "My insecurities got the best of me." "You and me both." Paul says. "When this is over I want us to get away for a bit maybe to the beach." Isaac says. "That would be nice." Paul says. "Yeah." Isaac sighs. "I'm going to fuck the bottom out of both of you for doubting me." Isaac says sweetly. Paul swallows thickly. "Oh my god Isaac." "Yeah I imagine you'll be saying that alot." "Fuck." Kyle says reaching down to adjust his stiffening member. "Yup that too." Isaac says with a smirk.